A trip to the mall

As you drive from the beach you feel your tingling body settle down and you wonder what to do next. Your mind drifts and you think of seeing how strong your lithe new body might be. Yesterday, a world ago, you started a new programme at your gym and you think it may be fun to give the equipment a go. With that in mind your thoughts drift further to the leching you spend your time on at the gym. You realise that your tight body will be the object of the leching and that makes you tingly once again.

With a solid resolve you head to the mall to see about some gym wear and then a trip to the gym to see what you can up to.

By the time you arrive at the mall you feel weirdly excited about the prospect of shopping for clothes and have decided that you might try some other shops too. You can’t help but reflect on how this is quite a change for you given your **** to go shopping unless absolutely necessary before today!

You hop out of your car and scurry into the mall and think how even walking feels different in this body. You focus on swinging your hips and suddenly realise that you are getting appreciative sideways glances from the male half of many couples and an equally thorough checking out from the female sides. It makes you feel very odd but strangely powerful. You undo your denim jacket and push out your breasts further, feeling pretty good about your new body.

You head into the sports store and head towards the women’s section, feeling a little creepy before you kick yourself about the fact that you have every right to be there. Your eyes are drawn to the mannequins and the tight leggings and matching sports bras. You make your decision and rifle through the racks until you find a pair of dusk green leggings in a size 10 and a 10C bra. You head off to the changing rooms, grabbing some socks on the way.

Once there you slowly remove your top, bra, skirt, tights and panties and stand naked in front of the full length mirror. Your breathing speeds up at the sight of your taut body but you resist the urge to have a little play.

You struggle into the sports bra before pulling the leggings up. They hug your arse and your pussy like a glove and you gently stroke yourself clad in the sheer material. Fuck you look so hot! You slip on the socks before placing your feet into Gwen’s sneakers. You carefully fold your clothes and head off to pay, grabbing a sports towel from the shelves as you go. Every mirror you pass makes you give a double take at your body. You even spot a good looking blonde haired girl in her mid-20s checking you out and even note her widened eyes as she seems to follow you through the store, her eyes on your swaying body.

The feeling of being watched is only enhanced by the look you get from the girl behind the cash desk. You think there was more in her look than just envy and the dazzling smile you get back with your receipt makes your nipples stand out and your pussy melt once more…. You realise that this body still wants girls alongside the boys and that you need to put on your denim jacket until you get to the gym!

Then, as you turn to go you see the pretty blonde standing right behind you. You mutter an apology to her as you squeeze past her.

You quickly bustle out of the shop and can’t decide whether to head to the gym now or indulge in some more retail therapy….