Absolute Chaos ensues

While the young couple both individually struggled with their outfits seemingly coming to life and rebeling against them, the rest of the store looked as if there was a zombie apocalypse taking progress ... except the zombies were all the clothing of all shape and sizes in the store, terrorizing the poor customers.

Horror screams and too many 'what the fucks's and 'holy shit!'s were heard from the people rushing through the main doors of the store. Some of them managed to push through and got out of the store.

A group of teenagers tried to escape the place, but before they could even get pass the anti-theft detectors at the entrance--they were suddenly pulled back by their shirts and pants throwing them to the ground. They all fell back on their asses. People behind the teenagers who were also running to the doors, stopped upon seeing what was happening in front of them. One of the teens tried to get up and as he gets up, the back of his white boxers stretches up giving him an **** wedgie. His underwear dragged him up so hard, his feet no longer made contact with the floor. His friends watch him go up nearing the store's ceiling as he yells "Dudeeeeeeeeeeee heeeeelp!".

The people watching the helpless guy float by his boxers, broke away from him to see that the sliding glass doors of the store forcibly close themselves. The huge steel panels slide down on the doors, efectively locking the remaining customers and staff inside with the mischevious clothes. And now the chaos begins.

The speakers on all corners of the store began playing some energetic rock music to acompany the madness.

There were outfits of all kinds, filled out to the shape of invisible people in them--running around in all directions, chasing people through the store. Some of the clothing didn't even assembled into outfits. T-shirts, pants, dresses, shoes, socks and even some of the customer's own clothing items were slipping themselves off of their owners as they frantically tried to run around the store. Naked and semi-naked ran in all directions. Women's jeans were either walking around seductively or dancing at the rhythm of the music. Men and Women were getting dragged by long socks and scarves tied to their arms or legs, across the floor. Some of them even being pulled into the centers of circulars racks of dresses and pants where they would get undressed and left free to run back out completely naked and embarassed.

One guy, unlike the others who were scared shitless-- stood there, drooling at the sight of the plastic packaging ripping open over at the pantyhose and stockings shelves. One by one, the nylons and hosiery slid out from their plastics and instantly filled up to unreal toned and fit yet curvy legs, hups and butts. The guy was so hypnotised by them that he didn't even noticed that his pants were already down his ankles and his growing erection was being further stimulated by his own underwear, jerking him off. More people run pass him. A cute short-haired girl in a black sweater and jean shorts, noticed him and stopped to watch him being pleasured by his boxers while staring at the stockings and pantyhose that were giving him a total show by dancing towards him. Her jaw was on the floor watching the guy but then she felt a tap on the shoulder. She turned around to see her own outfit standing there with an invisible copy of herself wearing it. She looked down and she was now only in her underwear. She gasped and inmediately tried to cover herself. Her black sweater extends it's arms to her only to wrap themselves to her wrists and pull her arms from her chest. Her sweater presses it's ghostly tits against her and she just moans.

Emma, an attractive 40-ish looking woman wearing Aqua high heels and a long brown summer dress, was desperately running along a group of people through the aisles, being chased by an army of sporty shoes and clothes. She carried a pair of black leggings she tried on earlier in one of her arms. When she realised that clothing from everywhere in the store was the reason of all the chaos, she threw the leggings over a couple of racks.

An unsuspecting girl was running on a paralell aisle--covering her big jiggly bare tits with her arms after her shirt and bra went flying somewhere. When she was about to turned around a corner, the black leggings fell on her face with enough **** to knock her down, falling on a pile of shifting living shirts on the floor. She tried to remove the leggings but their stretchy material rapidly inflated to curvy hips and legs. Her face was now in between their legs as they puffed out more and more, sitting on her. The leggings bounced their big rear up and down over the topless girl and all she could do was having her mouth in the leggings' crotch.

Emma tried to run as fast she could with noticeable difficulty because of her Aqua heels, to the point where she couldn't keep up with the rest of panicked people next to her, falling behind. She briefly turned around to see a group of pairs of Nike sneakers chasing her. Understandibly she screamed. One of her shoes unlatched and fell off her foot. She almost tripped but kept running with one shoe. She turned around once again to see that now her Aqua shoe sprang to life and began hopping up and down joining the army of sneakers. She kept limping her way fowards with one shoe. But shortly after her other Aqua high heel shoe decided to do the same. Now she could run better bare feet. However she didn't get too far as a pair of pink sneakers popped out of nowhere and jumped in front of her. Their laces untied and stretched to the other shoe, making a knot between them. Emma failed to see them and she tripped but right before she falls on her belly, her brown dress prevents her from impact. The dress makes her float for a moment before it's straps and skirt lift up and flies off of her. She sits there on her black bra and panties, watching the dress fly like bag in the wind somewhere else in the store. Her attention is brought back down to the army of sneakers sorrounding her. The shoes tapped on the floor in anticipation, some of them even had their laces loose and waving like excited tendrils pointing at her. Her expression was in between fear and wonder at this point.