A little bonding at the mall

Lucy didn't have to lift a finger as her car turned itself on. Her top placed her arms on the wheel but she never had to exert any **** on it. It just turned and her arms followed as they rested on it. The ride to the mall took no longer than usual to Lucy's mild disappointment. She had a little hope that maybe the enchantment could pull out some secret route that made the twenty minute trip faster.

Parking was as quick as one could expect at a mall. Crossing the parking lot revealed the first tease the enchantment had in mind. Lucy felt some light pinching on her nipples. She looked down to find her headlights shining bright. Her nipples poked out, making themselves known to all. "Did you have to do that?" She whispered into her shoulder. In reply, her back was straightened and her walk slowed to a lurid strut. Lucy sighed to herself. Guess I'll have to get used to a little exhibition.

Lucy was walked into a victoria's secret. She smiled politely at the clerk and her legs carried her to the lingerie section. As she browsed the racks and mannequins her shirt took the opportunity to openly grope her breast. Lucy jumped and looked at her chest to find indentations of what looked like invisible fingers on her chest. Her nipples were being tweaked and pinched with more insistence. Lucy bit her lip and closed her eyes, arching her back and leaning into the play with a deep sigh. Her pants continued to walk her around the store. Taking care to avoid other people while Lucy took pleasure in her outfit's advances.

Soon she found herself looking at dresses. Her outfit stopped and her sleeve brought her hand over one little black dress. Lucy tried to pull away but failed. She resigned herself to the outfit's control and closed her hand around the dress. She was promptly walked to the back and into a dressing room. As soon as the door closed her top ripped itself over her head with incredible speed. Her pants shimmied themselves down her legs quickly but more gently, allowing Lucy to simply step out of them. The dress, inflated to her proportions and speedily slipped over her head. It was probably the fastest Lucy had ever been stripped and redressed. Looking in the mirror she turned, admiring how the dress just barely covered her butt. "This will do." She whispered to no one in particular and in a flash she found herself back in the purple top and leather pants. The dress, neatly folded, rested on a bench in the changing room. Lucy's body was **** to pick it up and walk to the register. The groping did not resume, except for her nipples being tweaked to make sure they stayed hard.

Lucy paid and was quickly walked back to her car. Dress in a bag in hand, her outfit wasted no time. "Come one. You took me all this way to just get ONE thing." She complained. Her arm was **** to smack her ass in reply. Her phone jumped out of her purse and into her hand, already unlocked. Text typed itself. "You got a new dress. We need a model now. We would have stopped by another shop. . . but you have what we want under your bed already." Lucy blushed at what that implied. She had many things under her bed. The question remined, what would they use?