Pink and Purple

The name of the store, like the colour of the sign, was indeed Pink and Purple. It was obtuse, to be sure, but it still makes Kelli smile through his lucious lips. Even though it revealed nothing of the store’s nature, there was no way for them to be accused of false advertising.

A digital bell rang announced Kelli's arrival, walking inside on the balls of his feet. He loved how tall he felt now since his incident with the concrete, and hoped it wasn’t a temporary measure. If his heels never touched the ground again, he would be a happy man.

That said, he would eventually have to start wearing shoes again. Not everywhere in the world was as clean and safe as Girl World. Kelli's vacation would one day come to an end and he would be subject to hazards like broken glass and needles, things that proper footwear would be essential to keep his feet safe. Maybe he'd find something useful and practical inside Pink and Purple.

Inside the store, Kelli found himself standing in a brightly lit environment, shiny tiled floor, walls covered with glass shelves, and racks and racks of clothing filling the centre of the space. At the rear of the store, to Kelli's delight, were displays showing many different styles of footwear. The place was exactly what he had been looking for.

Not that he was in a hurry to grab something and get out, though. Kelli decided that he would take his time, browse, and enjoy the shopping experience. Midway into the store he could see a man in a leather bodice and knee-high boots flipping through a magazine next to a register, not paying attention to Kelli at all. This suited Kelli just fine. One thing he couldn't stand was a sales person who didn't give him space.

Investigating the racks of clothing first, Kelli was surprised to find that it wasn't a regular clothing store at all. It seemed to be some sort of uniform supply. Each item he found was associated with a career path, and bundled with items that that worker would need. He found all sorts of clothing for normal careers like nurses, maids, teachers, secretaries, and cheerleaders. He also found uniforms that surprised him, things that he hadn't considered would still be a career, or that would need a professional supply. Outfits for pirates, genies, and even gladiators, all careers he hadn't considered would even be a thing anymore!

Pushing farther to the back, Kelli's eyes went wide. One rack in the middle of the floor, not hidden at all, held the costumes of both superheros and supervillains! Superman's iconic red and blue outfit, with it's low-cut top and short skirt, was the first one he spotted. Then came the Flash. Tight red spandex, yellow boots. How he squeezed his tits into that thing was beyond Kelli. Even the Joker had an outfit there, crop top and bootie shorts and everything! Kelli guessed that they'd have to get their outfits somewhere, and since Girl World was out of the way, it might be less conspicious than shopping in their home cities. Still, there must have been a less exposed way for such important people to get their clothes!

Abandoning the hero racks, Kelli's eyes were drawn to a display near the changing rooms. A grin grew on his face. Yes, this would do nicely, he thought as he ran his dainty fingers over the material being showcased. He'd always want to see what it would feel like to dress like a...