Becky is Bangin'

The two of you enter the store and Agatha does her best to steer you quickly to the back row of clothes. She starts grabbing wildly, doing her best to get you in and out quickly.

"Jesus Ags, does this need to happen right now? It's only another day and a half, maybe something to take my mind off of everything will help!"

"Take your mind off of what?"

You see Agatha go pale and your turn to address the new voice. Standing there is a monster of a woman, almost seven feet tall with wavy black hair and a porcelain featured face. You try to respond but your breath catches in your throat and all that comes out is a pathetic mew like a kitten. She smirks and looks over your shoulder.

"Agatha, you have the cutest friends. A new addition to the coven? I like her. Though the clothes say she's less witch and more Wallmarts. What are we shopping for?"

Becky leans past you to grab the clothes Agatha had picked, her skin so close to yours and the smell of her eating away at you. 'Damn I am in trouble, Agatha was right about her!'

"Where are my manners? I'm Becky, the shop owner. Part of why I do this is because I have an eye for these things. Agatha... does not. With her complexion and body, you picked these? Agatha she'd look like a nun! Sweetheart, part of being a witch is using your body. Spells are so much easier when the unsuspecting target is caught up dreaming about your body."

"O-oh... that makes sense. W-what would you recommend?"

A sudden, sharp pain in your foot is accompanied by a thudding sound as Agatha stomps on your toe to break you out of it.

"Ow! O-oh, well, I'm not sure about witch stuff yet. Ags was just showing me around. Y'know?"

Becky looks between the two of you for a moment before a knowing grin slowly overtakes her face. As if she knows what you're up to. Or that there's some lesbian thing happening between you both. Regardless she hands back the clothes.

"Of course, no need to rush. It's always more fun when there's... anticipation. Right ladies? Excuse me, I have a call to make."

Becky slowly glides away and you instinctively go to follow her when Agatha grabs you and pulls you back to reality. She looks scared and hurriedly places the clothes back on the rack.

"That was weird. Becky never comes to us, she likes to make us go to her. I don't trust this, we need to move quickly or we are in scary trouble. Come on."

You both begin moving towards the exit as Becky chats on her old fashioned telephone in the corner.