He feels like he had but to accept.

K-T realized that he'd have to take her offer. She had all the cards in hand. Sneaking in a thrift store like he dressed like he was was bad enough, but it was almost out of town, next to a trailer park and the few times he had been there he had noticed some rather weird individuals. But he couldn't imagine shopping in a normal shop in this lack of an outfit, nor finding much to buy with what little money he had. And if Emily decided to withdraw her offer to drive him the thrift store would still be his best option, but this time after walking for 2 or 3 hours both ways, crossing town with the pink prison on his cock as his only cover.

"Alright, I accept. But please don't be too mean with the favor or the clothes you pick." he pleaded.

"Don't worry I'll pick some things but I'll probably let you have the final choice. And the favor won't be anything too unusual for you." She told him, extending her hand to him. Not too unusual for him wasn't reassuring, since an unusual occurrence for him would be to be left alone and fully dressed in reasonable clothes. He looked at her, trying to understand what she wanted.

"Give me your money."

"What?"

"You don't need it anymore. I'll be the one paying anyway." She explained. "And I don't want you to back away just because you don't like what I pick."

He put his meager savings in her hand and she put it in her purse after counting it.

"Let's go, we'll see what we can find you for... 34 dollars and 11 cents."

A short while later, Emily parked her car on the parking lot of the small strip mall where the thrift store was located. Of course she had taken the first plot available rather than to try parking closer to the store.

Once out of the car K-T took a decision. It was obvious that he was naked and nothing short of getting dressed would change that. But the cage on his cock was a whole realm of embarrassment beyond his nakedness. He removed his cap and held it in front of his crotch, it was better to let people know that he was trying to hide that he was fully nude than to let them know what was really down there.

He followed his sister, trying to ignore the looks of the people in the cars and other shops they walked by.

The inside of the shop was exactly like he remembered. The cashier was a bored teenage girl in a goth outfit and full sleeves of tattoos on each arm. K-T scanned the room for other customers.

Two really fat women, one white, one black were arguing about some clothes on a stand. They were wearing clothes so slutty that K-T was amazed that they existed in this size, with skirts made only of a front and back panels links with laces that left the sides of their enormous thighs bare. The flashy tops were struggling to contain some gigantic tits and their fat bellies were left bare.

A very thin old man was walking around, barefoot, wearing some coveralls with no shirt under it and a trucker hat, chewing tobacco.

There were other people at the back of the shop, but he couldn't see them clearly. What he noticed was some sort of stand tended by a 40 something woman dressed like a hippie, advertising healing crystals and 5 minutes custom jewelry with psychic powers that was set inside the store.

Emily looked at the cashier and made sure to draw her attention to her brother's condition.

"My brother destroyed ALL of his clothes and we're here to get him new things because he has absolutely NOTHING to wear at home. I hope it isn't a problem if he shops like that?" she asked, making sure to accentuate the fact that he currently didn't own any clothing beyond not wearing any.

"Don't care, makes it easier to see he didn't steal anything. Can't wear anything before paying for it though. Cash only." replied the cashier with a shrug.

"OK K-T, look around for things in our budget, we meet again in 10 minutes to pick what we'll buy. I' I'll look too but I want to check this stand first." She explained.

It was a bit of relief that he could look for things himself rather than just depend on her finds, but he quickly realized that it would become increasingly difficult to check clothes, hold his find and cover himself with the cap.

"Good hunt!" She concluded, letting him roam the store.