Time to go shopping

"You do realize I'm taking time out of my very busy day full of important things to make sure you remain the least of Hideki's worries after the accident?"

Caught like a deer in headlights, your face flushed as a mountain of truths came tumbling down around you. Your lewd display would've made anyone panic when observed, but there was the fact that Dr. Walker knew you, and knew you were using her colleague's body for your own amusement. Acting sexy in front of the mirror was the activity furthest from what you'd have done were you not wearing Zoe, but you were caught up in the novelty of your existence as Zelda.

"It was fun while it lasted!" Zoe sighed wistfully in your ear. More important than Dr. Walker's reaction was Dr. Hildebrand's, since she was stuck with you essentially, but you were relieved to remember she very easily went with the flow of whatever happened. She even seemed to enjoy the attention you gave her, which you noted in the back of your mind.

The stare emanating from Dr. Walker chilled you, frozen in her gaze like Medusa's victim. More worrisome, however, may have been the smirk that began to form on her lips, as a plan formed in the blonde scientist's mind. Chloe nodded toward the bag you'd neglected. "I guess I'm going to have to keep an eye on you, but get dressed. If you want to be showy, that can be arranged, I know just where to take you."

Uh oh, what did she mean by that? With a gulp, you began to dress. Black panties were the easiest first step, sliding on smoothly. Zoe provided constant commentary while you worked on the bra, giving you vocal coaching the whole time to slip your large breasts into the black cups, making sure to adjust and fasten as instructed. You didn't know what was too loose or too tight, but Zoe's voice helped ensure a good fit.

"If Zoe wasn't whispering secrets to you, I'd have assumed you'd done this before," Chloe mused. You sighed, knowing that now that Chloe had formulated a plan and position on you, you were going to have to endure a minefield of offhand comments and observations. Chloe was not one to let the opportunity to embarrass someone go, if she could help it. You pulled jeans up your smooth legs next, shivering a little with the fabric hugging you. Zoe adjusted your legs just a little to make sure the clothes were easy to pull up, expanding out just a little once you'd buttoned up to really fill in those hips. With a tug, you realized you wouldn't so easily escape these jeans again without Zoe's help...

You tugged on an olive tank top as the final step, and then nodded at Dr. Walker. "Where to?"

"Oh, you'll see..." Chloe grinned devilishly as she escorted you to the front desk, signed 'Zelda' out of the hospital, and then took you to the car. As you sat quietly, a bit nervously, in the passenger seat, you noticed Chloe was driving you downtown... and when she parked in the underground lot, you realized what building loomed above.

"You took me to the MALL?" you exclaimed, as your voice dramatically echoed through the parking garage.

Chloe, for her part, rolled her eyes. "Well, of course I did. Right now you own a single outfit, Zelda. You're going to be on the mend for weeks, so you'll need a wardrobe to last you at least that long! Oh, you no doubt want to experience everything your new life has to offer, right? The mall is the first step, and then you'll be headed to bars and pool parties and maybe hooking up with a few cuties along the way... So, a sexy lady such as yourself has to look the part."

You felt a little queasy, grumbling as you shuffled next to Chloe, headed toward the elevator. You recognized what Chloe had in mind: a punishment of excess. You wanted to be sexy for yourself in the mirror? Well, now she was going to make you try on so many outfits and styles you were going to be exhausted by the end of it. Chloe checked to make sure she had a Hideki company credit card on her. Dr. Walker was authorized to buy cutting-edge lab equipment that costs hundreds of thousands of dollars with company cash, there was no way she was going to hold back on some skimpy attire for you...

The elevator doors opened on the main floor, and Chloe tugged your arm, causing you to stumble out after her. All you could think about is if anyone you knew found out who you really were and what you were doing here, you might as well exile yourself to Antarctica, because there's no way your friends and family would let you live it down.

"Pick your poison." Chloe held her hand out, making a broad sweep of the stores in front of you. You were certain that this was a false choice--you were going to end up in every store by the end of the day, knowing Chloe's thorough approach to everything. But, you were able to choose your first step...

To the left was a row of stores that had classy, elegant, and upscale outfits. Business attire, fancy dresses with plunging necklines, glamorous fashion throughout. Looking to the right, you saw more of the casual, flirty side of things--stores with crop tops and short-shorts and swimwear that you realized would barely cover anything on your new body at all, not that there was much chance you'd be able to hide your curvaceous nature in any of those outfits. Forward was a lot of the slightly more conservative fashions, with outdoorsy retailers that catered to the hikers of the world, some sports apparel stores, and stores you'd have pegged as 'mom fashion' with capris and blouses that would make you look like you were on your way to pick up your kids from soccer practice.

You ran your hands through your short brunette hair, agonized by what all of these potential stores meant for you. In essence, you were being given a chance to establish the identity and personality of Zelda Hildebrand, though with Chloe's involvement it wasn't going to be easy. Whatever you choose, Chloe will find some way to parade you around the mall in whatever new attire you get to certainly embarrass you further.

So. As Chloe said.

Pick your poison.