Claire likes what she sees

Claire looked down at her tits and squeezed them, feeling a sensation of pleasure run down her flat stomach, to her already horny pussy. She liked what she saw in the mirror and loved the feeling of confidence. The feeling of having any man she wanted. Of lording over anyone who came across her path. She decided to keep the clothes on and would wear them out. She didn't even worry about how to pay, her memories told her that her daddy was rich and wouldn't care if she bought them.

She exited to changing room and smiled at the girls. "I've decided to get them, who needs that old hoodie?"

They cheered and went to buy the clothes. Claire felt so good. She had never worn something so skin tight, not to mention her abs were on full display. Her tits pushed out of her bra just enough to tease and she loved it. Who wouldn't want to see this body?

"Damn girl you look fire in that outfit," Brittany said. "I'd fuck you."

Claire laughed, "what are you waiting for?" She winked when she saw Brittany gasp. Claire was fully committing to her new role. She let the new memories, feelings, and confidence run freely within her, enjoying the sensations. She enjoyed the glances down at her tits and ass and chatting with her girls. They passed one of Claire's old friends, a skinny little thing named Laura. Claire felt a sudden grief over changing so much, but new memories flooded her and she suddenly felt disgusted by Laura. "Eww check out the freak," she said pointing not-so-subtly at her. The girls laughed and Claire mocked Laura, feeling good as the bracelet changed her more and more.

The man from earlier was in the food court and Tiffany told Claire to go ask him out.

"I'll do you one better," Claire said. She swayed up to him and leaned over his table as the girls freaked out. She whispered something in his ear and sauntered away towards the bathroom. She looked back and winked at the girls who shrieked when the man got up to join her. In the bathroom, Claire lost her virginity as her new, popular body was fucked over and over. She came, giggling and loving her new body and life and the bracelet fell of her wrist. It disappeared before it even hit the floor, leaving Claire's changes permanent, not that she cared. She was hot and bratty and could fuck any guy she wanted. That was exactly what she intended to do.