A shopping trip

The next morning you waste no time in getting dressed, throwing on a pair of black jeans along with a similarly dark button down shirt.

The weather outside is hot and humid, and being so close to water the sky is abuzz with mosquitoes and black flies, so many that swatting the annoying and painful things away seems an almost futile effort. You’ll be thankful once autumn rolls around you think, if you even stay that long.

It’s difficult to walk any sort of distance without an aid, but you manage to make it to the small RealDreams outlet without much trouble.

Opening the glass doors you’re glad for the refreshing blast of air conditioning that hits you, before a holographic red line suddenly flashes before you, and a terminal to your side plays an automated message “potential minor detected, please scan a piece of valid, government issued identification”

“Fuck, even the robots” you mutter to yourself bitterly as you press your driver’s license to a scanner on the machine.

The terminal gives a positive sounding beep, and the red holographic line briefly turns green before disappearing all together.

Of all the RealDreams locations you’ve ever seen, this one is the smallest by an order of magnitude.

The 20x20 retail floor looks like the designer was trying to maintain RealDreams signature minimalism, but ultimately it was a futile effort as the store is cluttered by necessity.

The front desk, currently vacant is at the end of the room, in the centre of the room multiple terminals displaying catalogs are awkwardly standing.

Along either wall are rows of products that would usually have their own dedicated stores, such as a lingerie section, sex toys, and a “life enhancers” display, containing aphrodisiacs in multiple strengths, dopamine injections, instant sleep pills, etc.

Walking up to the empty front desk you see a sign that reads “out for lunch” it’s only then that you actually look at the emerald watch on your wrist, and realize you must have woken up sometime around noon.

You take the time to browse the displays and pick out a few products.

First stopping at the “life enhancers” display, aphrodisiacs are an obvious buy, and you pick out a large bottle of both medium strength for yourself, and an extra-strength for your eventual characters. The latter bottle being plastered with various warning labels.

Further along the same display you notice a section that contains numerous low-level mods.

You first pick out a large number of semi-permanent birth control injections, not yet knowing how many characters you’ll eventually be collecting. The packages contain two needles each, one containing a clear liquid labelled “activator” and another with a slightly pinkish liquid labeled “deactivator”

You also see another injection on the racks that catches your eye. The package has an old fashioned holographic label depicting a cartoonish woman’s breasts, taking the package and turning it side to side in the light, the figures breast grow slightly with each frame, until in the last one large jets of milk shoot out of each nipple.

Turning the lactation hormones over in your hand, the back has a simple graphic on how they’re applied, with a black and white photo of each needle going into a breast. The package has a few warning labels on soreness and pain that you skim over, your eyes instead landing on a tagline that promises “up to a 25% increase in breast size” and “up to 3 litres of milk per day”

You tuck a few of the lactation hormone containers into your rapidly filling shopping bag and continue browsing.

One last container catches your eye in this section, it’s a wide pill bottle with an egg on the front, looking at the information it claims to be 100% vegetarian, artificial eggs, intended to be ingested through the mouth and eventually laid by a character. The graphic shows a to scale rounded pill no larger than a fingernail, and cycles through a few phases until it’s the size of a goose egg.

Odd, you think, but you see no harm in testing it out. The bottle goes into your bag along with your other items.

You walk to the other side of the store, saving the lingerie until you’ve actually bought some characters, and browse a selection of punishment instruments.

Your eyes are immediately drawn to the most vicious looking whip of the bunch, a mean Cat o’ nine tails made of wrapped leather braids mixed with some synthetic wires.

Taking the Cat o’ nine tails from the rack, you inspect a label attached to the handle, a box labeled “pain scale” proudly displays a 10/10 graphic wreathed in flames. Another box claims it causes minimal to no numbness, and a picture of a blood drop has an X going through it, indicating it won’t break skin.

This perfectly engineered pain machine has a fittingly high price, but that’s not a problem for you.

You don’t even bother looking at the other, less painful whips on offer, cruelly deciding that the number of blows is a better way to measure a punishment, rather than the pain of the tool.

Like the lingerie, you decide to save the sex toy section for later, thinking that it may be interesting to shop for them with your characters in tow.

By this point a young woman has taken her place at the checkout, surprisingly with no fictional assistants, and it’s at this point you finally get around to browsing the virtual catalog.

I’ve already decided on the characters I’d like to introduce in this thread for the most part, but feel free to comment some suggestions, you may strike me with inspiration.

Also tell me what you think about the products our MC has picked out, and if there’s anything else you think he may need ;) but again, no promises.

I do intend for there to be another shopping trip after the first batch of Characters have been bought and woken up, so if there’s anything Character specific that you may think of there’ll be another chance to suggest things :)