Really bad.

(Authors Note: I am most likely not going to continue working on this thread of the story. If you would like to pick up where I have left off then feel free to but I have decided not to continue this thread. I am sorry about this.)

...Really Bad.

You have never really been a prude when it comes to sex, hell you have had more one night stands than you can count. Not to mention that you have had a profitable sideline as a escort for when times are hard.

However as you look at a standee in the store that advertises pills for increasing your fertility you realise that the name of the game for women in this world is to get knocked up. So you somehow doubt that there are going to be a lot of condoms around the place.

That is going to a problem for you, from your previous run in with the police you get the feeling now that they would not look too kindly on you refusing a man if he decided to take a liking to you. You think back the portal that brought you here, who knows how long it will stay open. Hell it could have closed the minute you got out of sight of it. The idea of getting stuck in this world does not appeal at all.

As you browse the “clothing” you notice that all of the prices are in the same currency as back home, that gives you a moment of hope that you can maybe buy something. Then at least you would not stick out nearly as much as you do right now.

Of course that raises the question of what the hell you should buy, assuming your money's worth something you have enough to buy two items at most. The selection on offer doesn’t give you much to work with however, in the end you realise you are going to have to pick between….