A little bit of everything

"Oh my- fuck!" Abby whispered to herself when she saw it. A full black catsuit, with hood, gloves, and feet attached. The display was a vision of a submissive goddess. Abby quietly reached for one of the neatly bagged suits on the shelf next to the mannequin and slipped it into the basket she had picked up at the door. "(Fuck. I can't just wear this out. Or run with it. I have to hide somewhere.)" Abby thought to herself.

She looked around for any toys she might want to take with her while she thought. Chastity belt? Sure. Dildo panties? They'll fit under the belt. Inflatable gag? Why not. Thud, thud, thud, all in the basket. "(I can just change into these in the dressing room like normal. But I need some place to hide until closing, then I can jimmy the lock and walk out. And I need a distraction to even get to that hiding place. Think, bitch, think!)" Abby looked over at the corner by the dressing rooms and found her answer. Some kind of weird coffin standing against the wall. She curiosly opened it to find a padded rubber interior covered in straps and buckles for binding a helpless play thing inside. "(Weird! But perfect!)".

Abby walked up to the counter and feigned embarassment as she asked for help from the goth girl. "E-excuse me? I want to see how this stuff will look so I c-can show my boyfriend later. Do you have any lube to help get it on?"

The girl smiled and pulled a small squirt bottle of dressing aid from under the counter. "Help yourself, ma'am. Full disclosure, toys must be purchased if they're used. And I see you have one of our steel belts. Would you be interested in the bra model that combos with it? Full coverage, guaranteed not to let a finger slip under it. Can even be hooked to electro toys or milking devices. I happen to have a returned one right here you can take."

Even better for Abby. "Oh, u-uh, yes, thank you, miss."

"Valerie. And my coworker, Eden, is the one in the visor over there. Call for us if you need anything else!"

"(I'll call someone, all right. Just not one of you bimbos.)" Abby thought to herself as she thanked Valerie and made her way to the dressing room closest to the coffin. She had decided to call her friend Evan, who worked in the food court. She would send him pictures of her mid-dress and fully kitted out in exchange for him pulling the fire alarm. Once the shop cleared out, she would slip out of the dressing room and into the coffin where nobody would find her. They might notice she was missing, but she wasn't worried about getting caught.

Before she got to the dressing room, though, a thought occurred to Abby. She silently made her way past Eden and picked up duplicates of every item she had. This way, if either girl checked her dressing room, the second set of everything would make it look like she changed back and left when the alarm went off.

Now for the dressing room.