Get April changed while you checkout

As you reach the front of the store, you're dismayed to find yourself at the back of a huge lineup. At least it's something to look at: half the people here are scantily-dressed women with huge tits, and the other half are horny, impatient males just like you.

Needless to say, the resulting crowd is full of people fucking, sucking, and jizzing all over the place. This is the first time you've encountered a large group of D-cup-plus women and their partners, and it's quite the sight to behold.

Just as you're joining the line, the man in front of you grabs the woman with him and shoves her to her knees. She's a young, petite, bikini-clad brunette, with fake tits just barely above the D-cup limit. The man currently looming over her is much older; her father, maybe, or perhaps her boss? Either way she seems obedient to him, opening her mouth and waiting politely while he wrestles with the fly of his pants. Once his cock is free, the middle-aged man wastes no time pushing it between the young woman's lips, grabbing her head, and beginning to work it down her throat. Within seconds he's humping away at full speed, gripping the poor girl's head with both hands.

As you look up the line, you see more of the same. The crowd's moving slowly, and more than half of the shoppers are taking the opportunity to get their rocks off. Of course, the resulting orgy slows things down even more.

"Guess we're gonna be here a while," you say to April One, giving her ass a final squeeze before letting go. "Do you think they'll mind if you get changed into one of these outfits before we pay for it?"

"I don't think they'll even notice," April replies, glancing over at the sole cashier. The busty, professionally-dressed Asian woman is trying to talk to one customer while another climbs the counter and jacks off onto her, painting her tight black top with streaks of cum. "She seems... Busy."

"Cool, cool," you mutter, reaching into your shopping basket. First you hand April the "ONE" collar, which she immediately puts on. Then you go fishing for something for her to wear, eventually pulling out a shiny red tube dress. It's strapless, stretchy, and ultra-tight, a simple tube of synthetic material that's designed to reveal plenty of cleavage and thigh.

"Good choice John," April says, tearing off the hospital gown and stuffing it in the basket. She then takes the slutty excuse for a dress from you and pulls it on, struggling to work the material over her massive tits. Eventually she gets it settled... And it looks fantastic.

The tight tube stretches from just above April's nipples to just below her pussy, a tiny tug away from revealing both. As she does a little spin to show it off, you admire the way it settles into both her cleavage and the crack of her ass. Even the outline of her belly button is visible where it hugs her toned navel.

"Goddamn," you breathe, placing a hand on her waist. "Damn, I'm a lucky guy."

"Mike too," she replies with a smirk. "Oh, and don't forget about April Two. She gets the privilege of sharing this body."

"Hey, don't get TOO full of yourself," you continue, pulling her closer. "Can't have you two complimenting each other all day... That's, like, masturbation or something."

"And what would be wrong with that? You and Mike enjoy us all the time... Are you saying we can't enjoy one another?"

"No, I'm--Oh, whatever," you chuckle, before pulling her in for a deep kiss. You take your time with it, enjoying the way her ridiculous, barely-clothed body rubs up against yours. In fact, you lose yourself for long enough that the line moves on without you.

"A-hem!" The spell is broken as a woman behind you clears their throat pointedly. You turn to see another top-heavy bimbo standing with a guy around your own age; it's almost like looking in a mirror, in fact, except that his girl isn't anywhere near as hot as April.

"Oh, c'mon. Calm the hell down, Prof," the young man sighs. "It's not like these guys are holding up the line all on their own."

"Yes, but when people don't pay attention, then collectively--"

"Ugh, save the lecture for class," he interrupts, before grabbing her suddenly and bending her over. She struggles to keep her balance, eventually bracing herself on a magazine rack while her student slides his cock inside her. "Mmm, yeah... That's buh... Better. W-we're not in a rush, so calm down and enjoy yourself."

As the woman huffs with annoyance, you turn away and leave them to it. The line's finally starting to move, after all, and you're more interested in looking at April in her new outfit.

Over the next few minutes you work your way towards the front, stealing the occasional kiss or grope as you go. By the time you're next to the counter, with only a few people between you and the register, you can't wait any longer.

"Hop on up," you say, giving April a hand in sitting on the large countertop. Once she's up there with her legs dangling off the edge, you grab them and spread them wide. That forces her tight dress to slide up, revealing her lower half to everyone present. April smiles and sits there passively as you pull out your erection, line it up, and enter her tight wetness.

"Ooh God, yeees," you moan, thrusting slowly a few times. You have to stand on your tip-toes to get a good angle, leaning forward until your face is almost buried in her vast cleavage. "I swear, you feel better every time..."

"Um, th-thanks," she giggles, biting her lip as you push your entire length inside. "You're not bad yourself, Mister... But don't go lasting too long this time, okay? It's almost our turn."

Sure enough, the customer ahead of you is about to finish up. He's still facefucking his younger partner, bumping the back of her head against the counter even as he passes the cum-stained cashier his credit card.

"Oh shit, yeah," you say, turning to the Asian woman as she finishes ringing up the man. "Hey, would you mind coming down here a bit? I don't wanna move out."

"I--Um, I don't think the machine will reach that far," she says, holding up the credit card reader awkwardly. "So unless you're paying cash...?"

"Okay, okay," you grunt, before grabbing April and lifting her up. Despite certain inflated features, she's surprisingly light, and you manage to move her over to where the cashier is standing without pulling out.

The employee leans around April's bouncing body to smile smile at you, wincing momentarily as a blob of cum oozes down her forehead and plasters one of her eyes shut. "So... How can I help you?"

After a moment of confusion, you realize that you're not holding the basket of clothes anymore! You glance around frantically, trying to remember where--

"Here ya go." The young guy in line behind you slides the basket down the counter, giving you and the cashier a friendly nod. He's still balls-deep in his professor, who's bent over the counter and frowning to herself.

"Thanks dude," you say, still plowing April. Your thrusts are getting more vigorous, and her head is threatening to bump into the employee as she tries to reach around and grab the basket. "Just ring that up, I'm kinda bus... Busy, and--And I'm gonna... Uuungh..."

As you begin to shoot your load into April, you feel her pussy clench around you. Then her entire body tenses up, and she leans forward to throw her arms around you, squeezing your head between her tits in the process. "John! F-fuuck," she stammers, before arching her back and going silent.

She's cumming? Goddamn, that was fast, you think as you finish pumping your jizz into her. Usually takes more than a rough quickie to get her going this hard... Part of the mental changes, maybe?

"S-sir? Sir?"

Looking up, you realize that you and April have been locked in that embrace for a little longer than you thought. The cashier looks concerned, the professor is furious, and even the young guy seems a little peeved.

"...Oh. Sorry," you mumble, pulling out of April. She scoots forward and hops off the counter, neither of you paying any mind to the mess you're leaving behind. "Thanks," you say with a little more confidence, snatching up the basket of clothing.

"Um, and--How will you be paying today?"

"Oh, right." You pull out your wallet with one hand, tucking away your cum-slick cock with the other.

A few minutes later, you and April walk out of the store arm-in-arm, then stop to get your bearings. A thin trickle of your seed is making its way down her inner thigh, but she ignores it and rests her head on your shoulder while you figure out what to do next.