The hypermarket

Through a big glass swing-door you enter a big hypermarket located near your house.

You have never been there, but it looks just like you imagined it.

There are long rows of colorful store shelves everywhere, so tall that you can get lost between them like in a labyrinth… and maybe that will be fun?

Yes, get lost in endless shelves, boxes and packages… between plastic buckets, cans with preserves and cheap toothbrushes… between all this usual and dull goods.

You want to be one of these goods.

Just a mindless thing than should be packaged and put onto the shelf with a price tag on it. Here you will obediently wait for someone to find you and prosily inspect your body - and if your quality is good enough, you will be taken home to be used.

Your dreams are interrupted by a snuffy look of an old lady with shopping cart full of vegetables. Yep, don’t forget that you are ball-gaged and handcuffed here, in the middle of a hypermarket… but that really makes you one step closer to becoming a thing.

So you return to your thoughts. What does it feel to be one of these goods? Standing here, may be even on your knees, with a price tag on your tits?

These thoughts arouse you so much that you suddenly ripp off the price tag from the package of peaches ($3.50) and put it on your blouse.

OK, may be it isn’t the best price for you, but now you can really be sold!

You even start looking around - may be, some handsome guy will see you and buy?

But here comes someone else.

You see a short- and dark-haired woman in her late 30s, almost no make-up, dressed in hypermarket’s blue uniform. She heads right to you and seems angry. “Becky”, says a badge on her B cup breast, but this nice name doesn’t really fits her face of tough butch.

-Hey, miss, this is a price tag for our goods - she says with her deep voice that gives you a little pleasant shiver, - Unless you are on sale, please remove this tag.

What will Superior Becky do with you if you keep this tag on you? There’s only one way to learn… But do you really want to?