The befuddled clerk watches as items in her department surround Travis.

"What the hell is going on?" Travis muttered.

"H-how are you doing that?" The clerk managed to ask, stepping out from behind the rack cautiously to get a better look at what was going on. "How is this...yahh!"

She jumped back as still more bras floated by her, heading in Travis' direction. A queen-sized black lacy bra brushed against her with a straining shoulder strap, holding massive G-cup breasts around a 40 inch band. She tried to stay out of the way as a white corset contol top boasting similar proportions sauntered past her, and a beige satin H-cup bra slid around her other side, the gargantuan invisible breasts shimmying and jiggling with every pantomimed step.

"Are--are you doing this?" The clerk asked Travis, his eyes bulging at the amazonian proportions of the underwear walking his way.

"No! They're--"

"Why don't you tell her you like 'em big?" The satin bra giggled, turning back toward the massive bras as if to get a good look.

"They--they're t-mphhh!" Travis' words were muffled by the red satin cups bouncing against his face. When he tried to turn away, the bra mashed against him harder, seeming to come at him from all angles.

"Oh, Travis...stop fighting me."

He began his flailing anew, craning his neck to try and get the words out.

"What the hell's going on!? Why is this happening to me?"

As the brassieres began to swarm him, the clerk continued her awed stare. By now, another woman browsing sleepwear had heard the commotion. She gave a puzzled look at the unexplainable mass of hovering garments, stepping over and looking down the aisle to get a better view of what was going on. She gasped and took a step back as she saw the group of brassieres hovering in space, apparently crowding around a dumbfounded youth trying to peel them away. As she took another step back, she bumped into something--turning around to find an eerily-inflated red lace teddy.

"Wh--what's..." She made a strange, quiet squeal as a robe in her cart lifted itself out and filled to womanly curves before heading in Travis' direction.

As the billowing satin swished away from her, she turned back to the lace teddy, which deftly slid by her and followed the robe. "What--what's happening?!" Her exclamation brought the attention of another staffer and a couple other nearby customers.