The thrift store from before, obviously. What, you think they’re made of money?

“Wow, lotta stuff here~! Might need a second opinion…” Lili cooed, as she wrapped her arms around the one man in the group, an easy feat considering their size difference. “… wanna couple up in the changing room, Lenny~?”

Lili had chosen a button-up blouse of Erica’s, though she just tied it around her breasts without a bra, still leaving her midriff exposed. Aside from that she put on a pair of shorts whose tightness accentuated her figure further.

Angie sighed “Please stop that. Lenny’s…” before a blush overcame her face as she remembered that morning. “… h-he’s special! Not s-s-shameless like you!”

“… we got kinda lucky, didn’t we? Sorta got in on the ‘ground floor’ of this arrangement.” Jenny whispered to the only other “human” woman of the group.

Ignoring her, Erica explained “Okay, I’m gonna show Angie and Lili the racks with the bigger sizes,” seeing as this was the thrift store she frequented. “Lenny and Jenny… you two don’t need to do too much actually. Just try not to go over our budget, if you’d like to browse.”

With that, the trio of remarkably tall and buxom women waded through the clothes racks. “… wanna check out the games they have?” Lenny proposed.

“Fuckin’ fine, I guess…” Jenny grumbled. Clearly she’d expected to help with the clothes, and didn’t see much chance to have fun otherwise.

“Holy shit, they got a Wave Race 64! Lenny, look!”

He groaned “Please be a little more quiet, we’re out in public…” as he looked through the other handhelds on offer. The DS worked out really well, even if it was a rare find, so he figured it was worth retrying. So far nothing was popped out to him though.

Jenny’s eyes narrowed. “Oh. Is that how it is…?” Minutes passed as the mood soured just a little.

Suddenly, Lenny froze as an unfamiliar sensation overcame him. “Wait… are you…?”

“Yeah, maybe I am. That a problem?” she whispered. Jenny’s hand had gone down his pants, and was currently massaging his dick. Said dick was starting to get uncomfortably hard.

“I… I don’t think we… w-why are you doing this…?” he whispered, his eyes darting to the person sitting disinterested behind the store counter. “C-Can’t this wait until we get back home…?”

“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you? Just wanna hide away, not let anyone know that we’re fucking, right?” she huffed as she stroked Lenny off in his pants. “Cause I’m an embarrassment, I getcha.”

While the short man tried to weather unforeseen stimulations, he squeaked out “… y-you think I’m embarrassed of you…? That’s not t-true, I just don’t like drawing attention to myself…”

“… well, I guess this is a good time to practice that then.” the similarly short woman murmured back, her grievance clearing up oddly quickly. Maybe she just felt weird stopping halfway, but Jenny’s incognito handjob continued on. “Tell me when you get close, I’ll take care of it.”

“What do you mea—Urk! Really close, really close…!”

In a flash of motion, Jenny suddenly was crouching in front of Leonard’s crotch, his dick fully out as his back was to the thrift store cashier. The guy’s pants weren’t off, his fly was just down as she took his full length into her throat right as an orgasm overtook him.

Myriad gulps thudded into the air around them, as Lenny dreaded what the employee behind him would do in response…

… which turned out to be nothing, oddly enough.

“There, done. That wasn’t so bad, now was it?” Jenny purred as she rose up, licking her lips.

“I… what’s with the guy? Why didn’t he noti—“ Leonard asked, before turning around to see the cashier with a mid-sized bucket on his head. The kind used to mop up a kitchen floor, essentially. “… huh?”

Jenny laughed “You like it? I used to do it all the time in my Bethesda games. If the merchant can’t see you then you can do anything! Take his shit, fuck his wife, he won’t know a thing!” Her eyes started drifting over the various discount items on the store shelves. “Wanna try it out…?”

He sighed “No, I don’t want to steal from a thrift store. We can probably buy whatever we’d want anyways, just take the bucket off of him.” as he pointed to the still stationary shopkeep.

“Meh, you’re no fun.” Jenny pouted, though she ultimately did as he asked. Turns out he was asleep standing up while the bucket was equipped, seeing as he winked open his eyes a few seconds after its removal.

Seeing that, Lenny mused “… did it work like that cause Jenny drank a potion from Skyrim? I guess things retroactively changed so she was always a girl, but this is a whole new level of freaky…” as Erica approached the counter with armfuls of clothing.

“Find anything good?” she asked.

He shook his head, but then asked “… actually, I know the apartment’s mostly carpet, but can we get this?” as he held up the mopping bucket.