Pick up the collar from the glass maze.

Una kicked the door into the glass maze open and had a moment of question.

“If you wore ugly chunky heels like your current ones or the sandals you were smart enough to reject, you wouldn’t be able to find where to go quickly. Let’s rejoice, because you were better than that... at the time.”

The girl saw distinct marks in the soft floor where the seven-inch killer heels stepped. She found the long-discarded collar in no time.

“See, you, voice in my head! I’m going to work on my mistakes and put this thing back onto me, because it’s best for both of us!”

“Huh? What’s the thrill if the key to it lies right there? But I’ll take it as a compliment.”

“But I don’t think I want it on my neck. What if...”

Una applied the metal bar to her right thigh just above the boot. The sensor was silent. Too wide. What about right under the knee? With a squeal, the collar closed shut and became a big, steel, heavy leg brace. As it started snapping like crazy right away, the girl quickly found the key on the floor and put it to the rest.

“Look how it shines under these lights. It wants a twin brother on the other leg.”

“Maybe, maybe. I would prefer a different design for it. Hey, why don’t we pick up the fifth one just to save us some time?”

“Yay!”

Una passed the maze using her own heel tracks and entered the second hall once more. She saw the pencil skirt and the corset lying down, and the dreadful heels on the second floor.

“I don’t have a spare pair of legs, and I won’t take the corset again. Gotta go with the skirt.”

She approached it and picked it up.

“I still got the dildos inside of me. I got used to it eventually, but with this skirt my walking will be... impossible to get used to.”

“Not like we mind.”

“I’ll put it on later. After I cut most of the distance, okay?”

Una just threw the skirt over her shoulder and put its key into the hat.

“What kind of mall is it to not have shopping bags? Give me your book of complaints!”