Clothing is all I need

Now all I can think about is getting some clothes that fits… Just as I let my thoughts run wild on how to do that, I notice a secondhand thrift store.

Rummaging around in the travel bag for the pocket money, I came across a small box of condoms. Just as I was about to pull out the box I felt a tingle and a wave of naughty horniness deep in my new body. Then the idea came to me. Franticly I find myself searching to see just what I can spend.

Heading into the store my mind races to think what do I need. I’m sure a pair of high heels is needed, a skirt or dress, maybe some stockings and defiantly a garter belt. Then maybe a sexy bra and some cute panties. As I look around in a panic one of the sales clerks Sally, comes over to help. “Good God no.” you hear yourself whisper as she says hello. I find myself blushing and thinking what the hell am I doing.

As she makes a bit of small talk you soon find yourself opening up on what you’re looking for.

It doesn’t take long, and I soon find what I’m looking for! God, I think to myself, your starting to look like that slut in your imagination. Sally though sensing that it just doesn’t look like me, has picked somethings for me to try on.

Putting on what she has gotten for me, I feel sexier than what I picked out. The feeling of the fabric and the way it transforms the way I look is making me wet. I can hear my self-asking is this how women feel?