Travis' body let go when he kissed the disembodied lips. The dam that had been building since the bra first made its move had now burst, and Travis felt his cock tune skyward. The dressing room door burst open, and Travis' eyes lit up, looking out at a few surprised shoppers that took notice.
Travis saw women's jeans and slacks popping off their clipped hangers and filling out to shape. A nearby clearance rack was trembling and swaying, and before long, bathing suits, summer dresses and short shorts were rising to life and marching through the store. One customer nearby shrieked as blouses began rising off a circular hanging rack and inflating. Her reaction brought Travis' eyes directly to her, and on seeing her--things only got worse.
It was an tall, attractive woman with long black hair, decked out in a blouse and business slacks. As soon as his gaze went to her chest, the buttons on her green satin blouse undid themselves one-by-one as she watched in horror.
When she raised her eyes to Travis again, his attention wasn't on her any longer. Now she watched him fight with what appeared to be haunted gymwear in the open dressing room as the stock of Women's clothing took it upon itself to tour the store.
She was distracted again when her blouse started pulling itself off her shoulders. She tried to resist, pleading for the invisible **** to leave her alone when her skirt started stirring.
"What--what is all this?" Travis shouted, trying to keep some plus size shapewear from fitting itself on him. "You said you were gonna let me go!"
"We'll take you home eventually, but we've got much work to do here, sweetie. Momma won't let you go until you're satisfied." Travis grimaced at the words, trying to **** down a pair of control top gym leggings that were fitting themselves on his legs.
"I'm NOT satisifed!" Travis cried. "Why are you putting this stuff on me?" A sports bra slipped over his head, settling on him as the leggings lifted him up and out of the dressing room. "Whoa--no, no!" Travis sailed into the air, looking down at the store. He could see animated clothing running down aisles, chasing down customers.
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