Spill it

“Ya know. I mean I know this sounds crazy. But, um, I actually came here to buy, how did the witch put it, ya, to buy the type of clothes the girl you want to become and the magic of All Hallows’ eve will make it real. So I thought that dress was totally the kind of dress I’d wear if I was a girl. So, and, ya if I did that and became a real girl, I’d totally want to get fucked by someone as sexy as you.” You lay it all out there to see what she does.

“Ya right.” She laughs a single laugh and takes a drink. You give her a wry grin and shrug. “Wait, like you’re serious? Real magic.” She shakes her head sort of looking down. “I mean, everyone that works in this mall has heard the stories. I’ve even seen some weird stuff, but I’ve never met someone who actually talked to the witch of the mall. Wow. You know, that dress is a bad choice. Sure you might end up sexy, but you’d probably end up a weirdo.” She rubs her chin. “I bet I could pick out a pretty good outfit that would make you sexy as hell.”

“Really?” You say trying to hide how excited you are at the idea of getting someone to help you out. “Okay. What would you have me buy?”