Rodney makes use of his distraction.

Rodney swallowed hard. The scene outside the store was turning into an orgy straight from his fantasies. It took all his willpower, but clutching the wishbone tightly, he turned back to Janey.

“This place has a backdoor, right?” He turned to Janey. Janey nodded excitedly, happy to please. “Great. You go empty the register and grab your purse and keys, whatever you need. I’ll go collect the rest of our merry band.”

As Janey jiggled off to the register, Rodney went back to the dressing room, where he had sent the redheaded sisters to get them out of his way. He could hear them whispering and giggling. Suspicious, he opened the door slowly. The three girls, breasts exposed, lined up enticingly against the back wall.

“There he is.” The middle one smiled wide. “After talking it over, we’ve decided to let you keep the bone.”

The one on the left nodded in agreement. “We were a little worried, but seeing you fuck around with people so much was hot.”

“It reminded us how much we loved it when Master Dave used it on all of us at once. So, you get to keep it on one condition.” The one on the right warned. “You change all of us at the same time. A lot.”

Gotta find out who this Dave character is, Rodney told himself. But first things first. “Sounds like a deal, slut.”

Rodney looked around the store for inspiration. His eyes fell on a poster for a new line of brassieres. He turned back to the three sisters and concentrated. The bone buzzed in his hand. The redheaded triplets shifted. Their skin darkened to deep tan. Their faces narrowed as they gained high cheekbones and delicate profiles of the model on the poster. Their eyebrows thinned until they looked professionally threaded. Each of the girls’ frames toned, their legs thickening with definition and their shoulders broadening, their already large breasts sticking up and out as a result.

“Omigawd, look at you.” The center girl caressed the cheek of her sister on the left. “You look gorgeous.”

“We look gorgeous.” The right-side girl purred, slipping an arm around of the center girl’s firm stomach. She kissed her sister on the back of the neck, while the other two ground against each other.

Rodney’s heart thundered. He wanted to go further. And it was getting annoying to have three girls he couldn’t tell apart. He looked down at their bags of lingerie and an idea came to him. For one, her hair and eyes became a dark, sensual red. For another, her hair and eyes changed to a bluish purple. The final girl’s hair and eyes shifted to a muted lime green. The newly christened Cherry, Berry, and Sour Apple untangled from each other and struck a pose for Rodney. Gone was their giddy horniness. Now they exuded mature confidence.

“Thank you for the new names, sir,” They spoke in husky unison.

Rodney, though, was frustrated. “Guess this thing can’t do make-up or tattoos, huh?”

“No, sir, it can only mold flesh.”

“But we know what you’d like us to look like, sir.”

“It shouldn’t be any trouble, sir, to procure those services.”

“Oh, wow, they look, like, uh-MAH-zing!” Janey rounded the corner with her purse and her struggling. With her exaggerated curves, she managed to totter in her practical flats. She one hand, she clutched a stack of bills and a plastic bag of coin rolls. “Are you gonna do that me? Can I be pink? I used to loooove the pink power ranger when I was a kid-“

‘Later, babe,” Rodney reached into Janey’s purse and pulled out her keys. He led his growing harem to the back of the store and from there, into service corridors of the mall. His mind was racing with possibilities. He really wanted to complete the triplet’s look. But he also wanted to play with Janey. Or he could find one of the other people he had in mind to ‘improve.’ But the more practical side of him wanted to know more about this Dave guy. And they weren’t out of the woods yet – there was still the chance of running into someone else while trying to leave the mall without suspicion.