(38) Why one? Take everything on the list!

"If I really need to cover myself, I might as well try everything. I need it for their functions, so I don't care if I get stuck in them that much."

She took all four items and looked around for a place to sit down. There it was, a quite regular-looking wooden bench, just a few yards from where she was standing. Click-click-click... Jen sat on the bench and thought of the order in which she was going to put these products on. She thought thong-bra-skirt-nightie was the only order that made sense and started dressing up right away.

The innocently white thong was going to five her a double penetration, something she never tried before. Jen failed to detach the dildo from the panties, so she just decided to give it a try. She did not want to have a bad time though, and went back to the wardrobe to grab some lube, which she found in the wardrobe corner quickly.

After Jen prepared the thong accordingly, she led her white heels through the leg openings and stood up to finish putting the underwear piece on. However, as the dildo started to make its way into the girl's asshole, her knees failed to keep her straight, and her left thigh met the bench again. She lied on her side and bent in her heeled legs, steaming with anticipation, as the slow penetration process continued. The girl literally felt the boundaries of her senses expand as the dildo reached the best excitement spots, but did not plan rushing with the climax.

"Wise. We should get the full set of underwear on first."

The latex edges slapped over Jen's hips. The thong could be considered on, even though the dildo's base was sticking out just a tiny bit. She took the bra clasps with her fingers.

"Pretty sure it's going on quicker." — she pushed her excited nipples into the perfectly fitted cups and shut the clasp on her back with a loud snap.

"See? This mall's got the best stuff for you, and it would be a shame if you didn't use it to the maximum."

"Indeed. The bra fits so well and it's so soft and strict at the same time... Woaoaoh, what's that?" — Jen said as the nubs inside the cups started to move on their own.

"It's an additional feature for the dearest customers, sweetheart."

The massage was passionate, but gentle, and it was changing patterns to maintain the sensational effect. The girl's last shreds of will made her perform an attempt to make the bra go easy on her, and she tried to stretch it away from her breasts for just a second, but her strength was not enough. She rested her head on the bench and turned onto her back, which coincidentally gave her ass dildo one final push into its final position, which activated its rapid expansion, making it bigger until it reached the front dildo's final size.

Of course, these combined efforts triggered a nuclear explosion in Jen's mind as her body started convulsing on the bench in the strongest orgasm in her life. The massage was not stopping, and the dildos were going wild inside her, keeping the immense pleasure waves going.

"Your reason will drown in these waves. The safety circles are chopped with a hatchet. The Mall always knew what's best for you. Now you know it as well."

***

When Jen recovered from the storm, her whole body was sore. She felt that something significant changed, but could not make a conclusion what exactly it was, because her inability to make conclusions on her own was exactly what changed.

"Good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well? Take your time, because soon our adventure is going to continue."

"That's great!" — the girl responded without thinking, feeling funny about the fact that thinking before saying or acting was no longer an available option, and it felt essential to listen and obey everything the voice in her head was saying.

The bra holding her still-tingling boobs hostage was inactive, and the girl was able to sit up and place her shoes on the floor with only moderate resistance from the awakened dildos. Her feet also felt very tired from being trapped in the white heels, but now it felt necessary and not compulsory.

"Cute heels..." — Jen mumbled before noticing the white latex skirt that fell off the bench.

"Put it on. That was the deal from the beginning."

It was already lubed and went on instantly. Jen stood up wobblily to close the zipper. Soon the zipper fell off with a pop, leaving a keyhole behind, but Jen's reaction was:

"Wow. It's so smooth and shiny."

The nightie was lying nearby as well, and Jen already started to pick it up, but the voice said:

"No. It does not deserve us. Let's find something that does."