Lets get some supplies first

You both reach the centre of the complex after a few more minutes of walking, the huge buildings towering figure visible through the skylights, and is placed in the centre of a massive atrium, signifying it’s importance. Your mom speaks up “we should probably head in there last sweetie, it’d be difficult to do some shopping with a scared and confused girl hanging off our arms” that’s a good point... you think? You aren’t actually sure how exactly the process works, maybe they deliver? In any case it’s best to get some supplies now. “Go on sweetie, I’ll just browse a little”

Making a sharp left away from the main building, aided by the occasional interactive map around the complex you begin making your way to a sex toy shop. passing the carriage bay you mutter “eh, why not, plenty of time.” And enter the sprawling shop and begin looking around when your eyes are draw to the centre of the room. Sitting proudly on a display pedestal is a hotrod red, four wheeled carriage with silver accents. You wouldn’t be surprised if it was real silver too, considering the “Grande Lusso” badging, a super high end luxury brand.

A voice calls out to you “heh heh, you’ve got expensive tastes kid” you see the heavily obese store manager slowly lumbering his way over to you, being dutifully followed by a Marylyn Monroe character wearing only a thick horse hair buttplug, a tablet in hand. “Yep” he says “she’s a beauty this one, comes with a premium whipping kit, and the ultra lite weight design means it can be hauled with only one girl... with some strength mods on her o’course. costs a fortune though. Don’t see 300 grand carriages everyday” you instinctively step a little further away from the carriage “damn $300,000 thats, i... i can afford that. Haha, i can afford that!” The realization hits you like a brick and you’re nearly leaping for joy “haha, i forgot i was rich!” The manager looks weirded out at your sudden display, not quite sure how to respond “uh, good for you kid?” You can only smile “I’ll take it!” The Marilyn immediately leaps into action quickly tapping and swiping at her tablet, preparing the virtual paperwork. The manager on the other hand immediately brightens his mood “well it’s a pleasure doing business with you ki- sir!” “Yeah yeah, uh, do you guys deliver?”

Half an hour later and you’re now the proud owner of a Grande Lusso carriage, and with hardly a scratch on your bank account.

After that little detour you eventually make it to the sex shop, you had more plans for the day, so you make it a quick trip, buying an expensive array of dozens of buttplugs and a few spanking implements, you dont even blink an eye when the total comes to over $1200.

You shoot a quick text to your mom letting her know what’s taking you so long and you backtrack through the complex to the bodymod shop you had passed earlier. The bimbo Scarlett is still there, and seems to recognize you, giving an enthusiastic double thumbs up and bobbing up and down slightly before cringing in pain. You enter the shop with purpose and stride to the woman you assume to be the manager. “What can i do for you today sir, how have you and mum enjoyed the new cocks?” You’re taken aback for a moment before replying “i uh, we love them! They’re great! You remember us?” She slyly winks “i remember all my mod jobs” huh okay “wow, anyways, i was wondering if that display Scarlett was for sale? Does she have any strength mods?” The manager laughs aloud “with that physique honey? Yeah she has quite a few, i mean those Black Widows are pretty tough, not that tough” you laugh along with her “I suppose you’ll be having her pull a carriage then?” You nod and she continues “damn, that’s brutal. a real sadist huh?” You blush slightly, feeling sort of sheepish “oh i’m not judging honey, that’s pretty hot, she’s got a masochism mod anyways, so she got not right to complain, not that she ever would!”

Once again the paperwork goes quickly, and Scarlett/Natasha is now officially your property. “You want to walk outa here with her or get her shipped?” “Shipping please, could she be there by tomorrow?”

Later, you catch back up with mom and finally enter the main store together, the interior is minimalist, a long room with a counter at the end and terminal spaced out in the room, displaying virtual catalogs. A store assistant speaks to you both “please, browse the catalog, see what you like!” You take up her offer and move to a free space. The screen shows a search bar and a large index listing some of the more popular IPs.

This was it, the big moment.