Marinette, Nami, Bulma, and Fubuki shopping

On the east side of the city, just a couple of miles away from the villa where James and harem were staying, stood a modest building colored a light green and surrounded by other brightly colored buildings. Inside of this moderately-sized store with shirts, dresses and hats set out in front were several beautiful women looking through the variety of styles.

“This wrap skirt will go great with this shirt and this one too,” Marinette said as she held up a red and black polka dotted, sheer skirt below a red, square neck crop top and a black, sheer, off-the-shoulder blouse.

“At least it doesn’t look like pajamas,” Bulma commented as she held up a thick shirt and jacket that was under a “Latest Federation styles” banner. Bulma then picked up a green shirt. “Though this turtle neck looks cute.” Marinette nodded in agreement before heading over to a fitting room.

“Hey, do you have these in my size?” Fubuki asked as she used telekinesis to bring a one-piece swimsuit and a couple dresses over to the store keeper’s assistant. Who couldn’t help but stare at the freely moving chest the esper had, it was very clear that Fubuki wasn’t wearing a bra.

“I–I didn’t know humans came in your size,” the male Acamarian assistant said, gulping as he tried not to stare too much at Fubuki’s chest nor Nami’s or Bulma’s out of politeness if nothing else.

“Yeah, they really make their girls small around here,” Nami teased as she purposefully leaned forward to swing her breasts a little. The Acamarian assistant gulped and blushed.

“W–well I can’t really say mah-much about–,” he said as he backed up a bit, tripping over his feet.

“Negalles, go to the back and get my tools before you hurt yourself,” ordered a middle-aged Risian woman as she gathered up Fubuki’s chosen outfits. “Honestly, you came to Risa to work, you should’ve known that feminine wiles would be part of the job.” The storekeeper then turned to Fubuki and Nami.

“Though I do agree with Negalles, I’ve never seen humans with as big tits as you three except for this one group who turned out to be some kind of spies that based their disguise from some ancient Earth books.” The storekeeper said as Negalles returned from the back with a kit and a machine. “Now hold still, I’m going to have to make some adjustments for you.”

Marinette overheard this exchange as she got changed. She was standing in the fitting room with only her bra and panties with her skinny jeans around her ankles. After Nami’s comment, Marinette had just been looking in the mirror and her eyes had been drawn to her own set of boobs. She squeezed them a little and frowned a bit comparing their sizes to her friends. Marinette blinked and after a moment rolled her eyes and laughed herself and returned to trying on the outfit.

“What do you think?” Marinette asked as she stepped out in the clothes she had picked out earlier. She has on red short shorts under the sheer skirt wrap which also had a leg slit on her left side that complimented her cute butt and legs. The square neck crop top supported her chest and the sheer blouse made a great pairing.

“Very cute!” Bulma replied with a thumbs up as Marinette twirled, waving the knee length skirt around. Marinette smiled at Bulma before noticing the storekeeper/owner had Fubuki standing on a stool and taking measurements with a device of some sort. The storekeeper nodded before taking the swimsuit that Fubuki had grabbed and put it on a technological mannequin.

“Just need a little adjustment now,” the storekeeper said sagely. She slipped a few devices on the sides around the chest and waist and then activated them while uploading the measurements. Light beams projected and parts of the swimsuit appeared to expand and restitch as holographic needles made adjustments.

“That’s amazing, how is it doing that?” Marinette asked as her fashion designer instincts kicked in.

“Oh, it's this new thingamajiggy I saw on Fashion Street a few weeks ago to perfectly modify clothing to fit the models of all sorts of species,” the storekeeper explained as the devices finished their work. “Just make measurements and they figure it out though don’t tell anyone, my clothing is all hand stitched normally.”

Marinette nodded, “Where’s Fashion Street? I’m a bit of a fashion designer and would love to have a look.”

“Don’t sell yourself short Marinette, " Bulma said, giving the girl a side hug. “The others told me all about your designs. The wedding dresses were amazing.”

“Oh, can you show me some of these designs? If they are as good as what you did with my clothing, then you have talent my dear.” Marinette pulled out her phone and started showing James, Aelita, and Starfire’s wedding pictures though only those where her designs appeared. All the while, Fubuki and Nami were left waiting for their picked out outfits to get adjusted.

Marinette lifted her head when she heard a loud noise outside. “What was that? It sounded like a T-Rex.”

“I’m sure it was nothing dear, the Gera family down the street regularly play sounds from their holonovels,” the storekeeper reassured her. A shadow covered the front of the store.

“Yeah, I don’t think it's the Gera family,” Bulma gulped as she started edging to cover.