Visiting RealDreams

Marcus looked up from the car window as they drove near the RealdDream's head department store.

It was quickly the most giant emporium he had ever seen, almost matching an airport size.

Shirona skillfully drifted into a parking lot and turned off the engine.

It took her several cars to achieve such an ability, but it meant so tiny compared to the income Marcus gained every day.

"Come on, Mark. They say the good one gets sold out quickly."

"Hmm."

Marcus let Shirona drag him to the store, glancing all around like a child at his first time at a Disneyland.

Inside the store, it was jammed pack with people shopping or taking a look around the various lustful stores inside.

Everyone in the building had at least one character by their side, either they be dressing and acting normal or be naked and treated like a pet.

"Oh!"

Shirona tugged at Marcus's right arm while pointing to the other side of the lobby.

"I think that's also me."

Marcus turned his gaze to where his fiancée was pointing.

Indeed, there was a woman with some striking similarities to Shirona.

"Walk faster, you whore!"

"Mmmph~♡ Hmnngh!"

The woman in question had massive tits and ass, easily double the size of Shirona.

She moaned loudly into her gag as the man pulling her by chains smacked her large ass, making a loud SLAP that was audible all the way across the floor.

Nontheless, her posture and attitude was so different from Shirona, Marcus had a hard time believing the two were the same "character".

While he was contemplating on the matter, Shirona walked up to the man in question with a huge smile.

"Hello, sir! May I ask you a question?"

"Huh?"

The man turned around, looked up and down at Shirona and snorted.

"Ah!"

He reached out and grabbed her by the tits as if it was a natural thing to do.

"And where did you come from, Champ? Did your owner let go of your leash?"

Taken by surprise, Shirona froze on the spot and moaned as a complete stranger groped on her tits.

"Pardon."

Marcus stepped forward before things got out of hand.

He stepped in between the two and pulled off the groping hands off his fiancée.

The man scowled at the interruption and snatched back his arm.

"And who might you be...hold on."

He stared at Marcus carefully for a few seconds then snapped his fingers.

"Wait, I know you! You're that young celebrity or something, right? I saw you on the news!"

"My name is Marcus Houston."

The man nodded, now grinning widly with excitment.

"Yeah, yeah! I remember seeing your name! Can I have an autograph?"

Marcus frowned.

Not necessarily because he was annoyed—well, the man was ticking him off a little—but because he never understood how getting an autograph was such an exciting event for other people.

Nontheless, he pulled out a pen and paper. However, the man shook his hands and poked at his ****.

"If it's okay, could you sign on this bitch's ass?"

The request made Marcus frown harder, but he couldn't be bothered to find a reason not to.

So, he got a marker from the man and signed his signature 【M.H】on her ass.

"It's kind of amazing that we have similar taste, isn't it?"

"Similar taste?"

Marcus asked.

The man nodded.

"Yeah. You have that and I have this cunt. I personally prefer bigger features but each man has there own preferences."

Marcus looked between Shirona and the man's pet.

So it was true that they were driven from the same..."character".

It was still an odd concept for the secluded celebrity to understand 100%, but the significant difference between the two allegedly identical beings got his attention.

"What is this...character's name?"

"What? You don't know who this is and still got one?"

Marcus didn't reply, but the man muttered something about celebrities and accepted by himself.

"The character's name is Cynthia. She is one of the pokemon champions. I bought mine from the shop at the 2nd floor."

"Hmm."

Marcus made a mental note about that fact as the man left with his pet.

Shirona stepped up next to him and slid her arms around his.

"So...is the next stop second floor?"

Marcus looked down at Shirona with her usual bright smile.

He was intrigued by how she was so...normal after practically seeing herself getting treated like livestock.

"..."

But for some reason, Marcus held back from asking her about that.

A gut feeling warned him that might be a touchy subject, even if Shirona seemed unfazed by the incident.

In that case, it wouldn't be a wise choice to take her to a shop where there could be rows and rows of Cynthias for display.

"No. I'd prefer to take a look around on the ground floor."

"Oh, I see."

It was a blink or a miss moment, but Marcus caught Shirona letting out a small sigh of relief before re-hugging his arm.

"Then let's go!"