She goes on a quest to release herself.

Once a peculiar fashion experiment, Jen's outfit was now her burden, and the girl did not want it to remain this way. {If Denial = true}She trailed over the White Hall, ashamed of her inability to hide her newest desire from showing on her face.

"I never knew I would ever feel such a **** need to cum. And that it's also gonna be out of my reach. It's accumulating like radiation, and I'm so fucking exposed to it."

{else}She stomped across the White Hall, eager to fix her mistakes before any supposed watcher notices.

"I'm gonna get out of these things and then beat their maker up! That's the plan!"{endif}

Jen decided that if this was the primary mall pavilion for 'selling' lockable clothes to people for free, there must be a return department somewhere. She saw that the closest wall had an entrance blocked by blinds, which could potentially prove her assumption.

The girl pushed the blinds aside and entered the room that looked like a store at first glance, but only at first glance. The floor and the walls were as white as in the previous hall, but the shelves and the ceiling were painted bright blue. There were also a few blue straps with rings hanging down from the ceiling and a few benches for sitting down.

Shelves mostly contained devices that consisted of a cylindric base filled with substance and a metal handle with carvings for four fingers holding it. Some of these were bigger than others, but all of them had the same label:

"UPGRADER"

{If Denial = true}"I'd try anything... If it may let me touch my cunt again, I'm taking the chance."

{else}"What does it upgrade? May it be my release?"{endif}

Another notable feature of this store was a door that said "STAFF ONLY". The display to its right was saying "3/5".