Shops

If nothing else, you need equipment and to get equipment you need money. There has to be a marketplace for you to get some kind of work that doesn't involve being humiliated and demeaned like you have been.

You arrive at what you think is the marketplace, with a tall guard standing at the gate. Just as you approach, he blocks your way with her spear, "Sorry about that, but this place is not for Sissies, try that way" he says, pointing to a particularly strange building that has diapers hanging on clotheslines at the front.

You gulp, you know its meaningless to argue, you can't equip anything that is beyond the gate anyway, so you slowly waddle on towards the building. As you get closer, you notice even more infantile paraphernalia hung about; baby rattlers rattling in the wind, plants whose flowers were shaped oddly like baby bottles, the chairs on the front lawn were high chairs with a restraint for each limb... What were you walking into?

A bell rang as you pushed the door open, tired from the way the diaper **** you to walk, finally, you're here. You gasp for air as you collapse on the grown, sitting on the floor. "Welcome to the SissyBaby Store, how may I help you?" a bubbly voice called out, before you finally decide to take a look.

She has a 9' large fat lady, that you could almost call obese, and yet she wore nothing but an apron leaving nothing to the imagination, especially the wet splotches at the front betraying her leaking nipples. Even her bulge betrayed her sex and the slew of toys strapped to her apron showed that she is someone you'd rather not mess with for now, as if her size wasn't already enough. "Aww~ Is da widdle bwaby tiwed?" she speaks to you like a baby, before lifting you up like nothing and setting you onto a high chair, thankfully without any of the limb restraints, though you doubt you could get off it on your own. "You just sit there and decide on what you want Sissy baby, Momma will just bring some snacks!" She leaves the room, leaving you to ponder the store.

The interior was light pink with baby blue drawings of various phalluses, and the shelves were stacked with all kinds of various baby toys you could think of. What's interesting was that they all had a purpose in your user interface. Oversized baby bottles as alchemical pots, rattlers as wands, plush dolls as shields and baby strollers as vehicles, though further reading proves that its not self powered and would need someone to push you. Given what you just learned at your level, there's only one item that might be able to help you, a pacifier.

She returns shortly with a small bowl of some kind of porridge and sets it in the little table infront of you. "So sweetie, have you decided what you want to buy?" she takes a spoonful of the slop and brings it to your face "Oh uhmm thanks but no...!" she shoves the spoon into you mouth and the game forces you to eat the contents, and as you guessed, its vegetables blended with the distinct texture of cum.

You swallow the meal and gasp for air before telling her "I need a pacifier!", she brings you another spoonful of the stuff but you managed to close your lips this time, keeping your lips pursed as she keeps trying to shove it in... though she isn't answering you. Is the flag for her service locked behind you eating that? Fuck! You swallow your pride and take another mouthful of the gunk.

"Pacifiers? We have lots of pacifiers. pink, blue, purple, enchanted, cursed, dildo nippled, portal nippled, breastmilk or even cum producing, you name it!" as she finally finished with her sales pitch, you see her hand ready with yet another spoonful, you know that you're going to have to have to eat that one, but if you choose your questions carefully, you could minimize the amount of sperm you have to consume.

"How much do they cost?" you close your eyes and take in the next glop, giggling, she asks "Which one?". Fuck... of course it wasn't going to be that easy. If the items were infront of you, you could have used your UI to discern this, but as is, you'll have to ask about them individually.