Take a few more things.

Taking the last look back at the store something catches your eye, a cute pink backpack with an anime cat on it. “Fuck it.” You say with a little evil giggle and grab the backpack. Quickly you make your way around the store filling it with stockings, panties, cute tops and tiny skirts, finally finishing as you cram in a pair of capri length black leather pants you are pretty sure will fit. In addition you grab a cute little black purse as well and stuff it with makeup and a handful of silver jewelry. As you reach out for the handle of the door it hits you how odd it is that you seem to instinctively know your size as if this was your real body. Pushing the door open an alarm sounds loudly, “Oh shit I better run.” You say with a laugh and take off across the parking lot. The alarm sounds for nearly a minute before the door shuts with a clunk and silences the alarm. Smiling you slow to a walk, a little surprised at how well you just ran in heels. Doing a little turn and a little skip you can't help but be a little happy at how comfortable they are. “Don't see what all the fuss is about.” You add and start making your way to where you parked your car.

As you make it to your car something odd happens, in front of you in the parking space you are sure you parked in, is an old black motorcycle you have never seen before. “Great someone stole my car.” Looking around you then realize you forgot all of your stuff in the store and the door locked behind you. “Awe shit, how did I forget everything?” You ask exasperated. Not sure what to do next you plop your cute little but on the motorcycle and try to come up with an idea. Sitting there for a few moments you swing your leg over the cycle and decide it is pretty cool. Looking it over you see it is a BMW r80, there are metal saddle bags on either side that are locked. Reaching out you grip the handlebars and lift your feet up onto the little pegs, your shoes seem to lock into place just fine. “Ya I could ride this I suppose.” You say grinning and make a couple of vroom vroom noises. Leaning back you look around the deserted parking lot to see if perhaps you are just in the wrong spot. Not only do you not see your car, you don't see any cars. The entire place seems deserted. “Well that's a little odd.” Then without really thinking you pop open your little black purse and reach inside. With a jingle you feel something interesting. Pulling it out you find a keyring. “What the hell? How did that get in there?” You ask the keys. “This is to weird.” Staring at the key you are sure they are for the bike. Slipping a key into the left saddle bag it clicks open to reveal a black leather jacket you instantly know fits. Turning you open the other side and see ample room for your backpack and purse and slip them inside. Then finally you put the key in the ignition and fire the bike to life. It rumbles underneath you and seems to beg you to go somewhere. The little keyring has more keys on it, that also seem to be a mystery that begs to be solved as well. But what should you do?