Life of the party - the slut store

In the past Hellen would never go anywhere near a store like ‘Life of the party’ but she had browsed their collection online a few times. She had to admit that a few times they had some nice-looking items, some of which Hellen had been tempted to buy if she had the money. She remembered mostly how the models on the website all looked like plastic barbies and bimbos, which had made her feel like less of a woman.

“But now things are different…” she muttered to herself as she strolled into the store with all of her gathered courage. The inside of the store was a migraine waiting to happen. Everything was either brightly colored or shiny, mostly both and mostly pink, white or red. Hellen looked around and saw a few teens and a set of two women with melons on their chest perusing to their heart’s content.

A woman with blond hair and pink highlights approached Hellen and tapped on her shoulder. With a smile she asked: “Can I, like, help you, girl?”

The clerk was very similar to the two woman who were giggling in the background. Large assets included. Hellen felt the pang of jealousy grow but held it under control. She explained to the clerk that she was looking for some party clothes for a friend and her, as well as something special. The clerk giggled and asked whether she knew what the measurements were of her friend so Hellen could get the correct stuff and she lied and said she did.

Hellen and the clerk strolled through the racks, passing all kinds of clothes, some of which Hellen had never seen before. The clerk had pointed out a large number of items that Hellen should consider, most of which Hellen grabbed ahold of. She knew she would filter out what she wanted later in the changing room. For now, she just needed to find the clothes which she could imagine a hot body in.

The clerk first explained how the store had been split in two, the left for the teenagers with what she called mediocre curves and the right side being the one for goddesses like her. ‘What confidence she must have, and very little self-awareness’ Hellen thought. Eventually the Clerk kept talking about all kinds of things unrelated to the store, like getting her nails done and her trip to the salon. Hellen also picked up that there was a club not too far away, Total eclipse.

After piling her arms full of clothes Hellen asked where the changing room was, to which the clerk guided her somehow the wrong way first before eventually finding it by asking one of the teenagers.

Once in the sanctuary of the changing room she stripped down completely and picked up a dress of a woman her length but with larger breasts and an ass the size of beachballs. Once it was on, she waited in anticipation for the magic to change her but to her disappointment she took off the dress and hung it back with the other articles.

She went through each item one by one and chose the ones she thought had either potential for a great body or the outfits she just liked. She then put her clothes back on and hung the ones she didn’t want on the return rack.

While she was returning the clothes to the rack, she noticed a woman also place a number of items on the return rack. The woman was Asian and had less assets compared to the two women in the store but more than the teenagers, Hellen wondered if she had tried on the clothes but didn’t like it.

While gathering the clothes she had chosen, she overheard the Asian woman talking on the phone to what she presumed was her husband. “Yeah, I clothes shopping, some good and I like, some I think I like but I no like when I wear, so I not buy. Yes, I know, yes. Soon see you.” The Asian woman hung her phone up and Hellen could hear a sigh coming from the changing room.

“Fuck I hate my customers kinks, its always the same bad Asian accent.” Hellen heard her say before the Asian woman left to pay for her clothes.

Hellen started thinking, perhaps if these clothes had already been tried out the bodies might not fit the clothes nicely. She was also thinking about the Asian woman who had returned her outfit, she said she fit it but didn’t like how it looked on her. ‘If I buy it, we might have access to her body, without her ever knowing about it.’ Hellen thought.

The idea sent shivers down her spine. On the one hand it was a fun idea, but morality was a different issue. Hellen eventually walked out of the changing room and walked past the returns rack.

‘Ah fuck it, she won’t be any wiser.’ She thought as she ripped the entire outfit off of the returns rack.

A young woman with glasses and normal proportions was manning the cash register, checking out the Asian women’s clothes. Hellen stood behind the woman and felt a bit guilty and dirty. And yet, it made her excited. The woman in front of her didn’t know what Hellen could do with all these clothes, including the ones the Asian prostitute had worn.

Apparently, Hellen had made some strange noises as the Asian woman looked back at Hellen with a confused look on her face. “Sorry, I’m in a good mood today” Hellen apologized timidly.

Once it was her turn, she asked whether the store had any packaged clothes in the back. To which the clerk nodded. Hellen then asked if they could swap out a number of the clothes for the still packaged ones as they were more hygienic. The clerk stared at Hellen first with confusion then annoyance. Hellen then gave everything except the outfit of the Asian prostitute, the one Hellen had worn and 3 other outfits to the cashier to swap out for packaged ones.

After 10 minutes a very annoyed cashier came back with plastic wrapped clothing. Everything was the same sizes and still sealed.

After paying a bill of 2000+ dollars she left the store with a shopping cart full of goodies.

Hellen dumped the clothes into the back of the truck and drove off to the grocery store. She quickly ran through the grocery store collecting everything from the list and then some. Paid for it and then drove back home with speed.

There was some fun to be had once she was home, and she was horny!