(>74) Jen thinks it's not enough.

"That's a lot of stuff. A lot of toys. Mere puzzle pieces. I don't really feel like assembling them myself. I wonder if they sell the entire thing, whatever that would be. They should!"

"You're thinking big. I like that. There's no great achievement without ambition."

Jen looked around, excluding the enormous pink wardrobe from her sight, and managed to discover that, aside from the obvious doors, this hall could be left through white blinds in several places. One of these exits, however, was different. Light, light pink among the sea of whiteness.

"Woah! There is no chance I would have noticed it without these wonderful lenses! We simply have to check it out now!"

It was quite a walk over there. Of course, Jen had to move her hips. Of course, her hips were moving the dildo that she never thought of pulling out. It just felt like it belonged there and, in time, she could say the same about the mask covering her head.

She entered through the blinds, never stopping brushing her hair and rubbing her cheeks with her fingers. It was a bit warmer here, and that suddenly made her realize how horny she was at this stage of her journey. The interior of the place she ended up only threw in more fuel into her growing love of herself.

It was a shop completely filled with life-size mannequins. Some were naked, some were dressed and some were disassembled. A thin red carpet was leading the way throughout the shop and towards a machine of some sort.

"MANNEQUIN-O-MATIC"

"Mmm, there's also a hanger with tight dresses to show off the perfected curves! Am I dreaming or is this real?"

"I bet you only care if it feels real. Come on and test it."