Stopping at a sex shop

Andrew put his hands on the dress and tried to will himself to remove it, but he couldn't. Instead, he lifted his hand and opened the door, stepping out into the store he was apparently in.

“Wow, you look great. Here, I put your things from your pockets in this,” the woman said handing him a small purse.

“Uh...thanks,” Andrew said, his heart pounding as he took it and slung it over his feminine shoulder.

“Don't worry, you can wear it out. I already handled the bill,” She told him as she started to leave.

Andrew was shocked. He should get a lawyer or something after everything that happened. He lost his clothes and his body hair due to whatever it was that the woman had. Someone should pay. Instead of doing anything to stop the woman, he left the shop and sashayed down the mall. His hips swayed back and forth as he walked along.

He felt incredibly **** dressed as he was and the male attention he was getting. Guys turned their heads as he walked passed, goofy smiles on their face. Andrew was mortified but couldn't stop himself. He even stopped by a shop and bought himself a bottle of perfume and some makeup. Smelling lovely, he walked to the adult section of the mall. There wasn't a lot of stores but he found himself stepping into a sex shop.

On auto pilot he walked straight for a few items. To his horror, he watched himself buy false breasts, a false vagina and glue. They were crazy high tech and so expensive it turned his stomach as he bought the items from a fairly bored looked attendant.

Quickly he took his new products into the woman's bathroom and entered a stall before getting to work. He took the glue and got his new parts into place, now looking exactly like a naked woman. Soon, he was dressed again and walking the mall again, though this time clearly displaying breasts on his chest.