Bargain

Standing at the cash register, after carefully shuffling all the way from the restroom door, Renee furiously frowned at the litany of boys who suddenly had a purchase to make. Many of which conveniently being items behind her she’d either had to reach up or bend over to get. Though she was grateful for the jacket from Clint, she really wished to wear something she didn’t have to worry about flashing her ass, muff, or even a boob if she didn’t keep an eye on the loose zipper. Thinking this, out of the corner of her eye she noticed the cosplay section. As if mocking her with the fact that there was a source of clean fresh clothes within a few meters of her. Only an idea quickly popped into her head as she looked over to the line behind the counter. She hesitated a bit as part of the plan involved something she’d rather avoid at all cost, but to be fully clothed again she decided to go through with it.

With a heavy sigh she said while cringing “Whoever buys me a full outfit I’ll let touch a boob!”

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Silence pervaded the comic shop for a good thirty seconds as all the guys registered what they heard. Then as if they all had a hive mind they all gathered into a group with hushed whispers. Leaving Renee honestly surprised, thinking there’d be a mad dash to the cosplay section to be the one to get there first.

Instead she watched as they all whispered as if planning something. Which went on for a few minutes, during which Renee wondered why Clint was taking so long. Not knowing that after his piss he was taking a minute to go over the video he got of the redhead. His favorite being the moment she was running to the restroom with three hand marks on her pale rear, bringing back memories of when he got the chance to feel up those pert cheeks.

Renee then watched as they all backed away as if coming to an agreement, then was left flabbergasted as they all started playing rock, paper, scissors. “Are they seriously making a competition out of who gets to touch my boob?” She thought bewildered.

Even so the game continued and soon a winner was decided. Excited, the guy ran over to the cosplay section and looked over it, as if deciding what he wanted to put the Redhead in. Worried he would take awhile, Renee was relieved, while kinda dispirited seeing his below average looks, when he grabbed something and started walking over. Getting mentally prepared, Renee watched as he stepped up to the counter.

With a faux smile she asked “may I ring that up for you?” while reaching for the costume.

Only for him to pull away and say “O-Only after we talk con-conditions.”

Raising an eyebrow Renee asked “What conditions?”

“O-on how-how I get t-to touch yo-yo-your bo-boob” he stammered.

Exasperated she said “you get to grab my boob for a second, happy?”

The boy, seemingly rattled, looked back to the group as if for help. Confused, Renee watched as half of the nodded as if to affirm him. Turning back he stuttered “on-one min-minute.”

“Excuse me!?” Renee asked furiously. “This isn’t a negotiation. If you don’t want what’s offered I’m sure some other nerd will” Renee said clearly offering to the boys behind him. Only to be shocked to see no one take the opportunity, though many seemed to be pained by it.

“We all agreed that whoever lost the game would not, under any circumstance, take your offer. So your only chance of getting an outfit is through him” Tim said with a smile. Not too upset about losing the chance to fondle the redhead after getting a much better opportunity not long ago, and with his soon successful promotion knowing he’d get more chances in the future.

Again shocked Renee looked to the boy who seemed to have more bargaining power than she thought. “Five seconds,” she offered.

“Forty five seconds' ' the boy now confidently counter offered.

“Ten seconds,” she said with a frown.

“Thirty seconds, both boobs,” he said back.

“Fifteen seconds, one boob, and I don’t punch you in the nose” Renee said through gritted teeth.

To which the boy nervously giggled, before accepting the offer and handing the costume to Renee. Who was so done with the situation she rang it up without even looking at the package to see what the costume was. Then grabbing the cash she quickly counted it before shoving it into the box haphazardly.

Glaring at the boy she asked him to come behind the counter so that she could open her jacket while facing away from the whole crowd. The guy left stunned as she half unzipped the jacket before pulling her right boob out. Slightly panicking as she instantly started counting down from fifteen. Finally placing his hand over the pale white orb by the count eleven. Nearly creaming his pants from the heavenly soft sensation by the count of six. As Renee was ready to get this over with, getting to three seconds, she suddenly felt a hard pull on the back of the jacket. So sudden and hard that the zipper pressed against her body came undone, it slipped off her shoulders and down her arms. All in less than the time it took her to go from three to two. Her counting stopped there.

Stunned, she saw the guy's surprised face while still gripping her boob, as he looked down to get an up close look at her full frontal nudity. Boobs, trim stomach, sexy plush thighs and the adorable heart in between them. Behind her she heard quick footsteps then the ring of the front door opening and quickly shutting. Which she safely assumed was whoever ripped the jacket off her body, and was now taking it as far away as they could. The thought of which quickly left her mind as she felt the grip on her boob tighten and she found the boy hunched over as if he was just punched in the stomach.

“Did he just cum?” She asked in her head. Then going back to the fact she was now naked again and his time was up. Smacking his hand away, she grabbed the outfit on the counter, hugged it to her chest and put a hand over her crotch again.

“Alright times up, go away” She said unknowingly, pressing her ass against the clear display case section of the counter. Letting everyone behind it know how her fat cheeks looked while squished flat like pancakes. The guy awkwardly walked away before whispering “hope you like the outfit” brightly smiling.

Prompting Renee to look down at the item over her chest to huff in frustration at the sight of…