I sort through the clothes that the woman had brought me, there was quiet a selection. And I figure if I want to leave the changing room to look for more stuff I would have to find at least one outfit.
I might as well go all out.” I say picking up a red thong.
As I put it on I instantly notice that it easily slide a little too far up my butt, which required a few moments to adjust. I then moved onto the matching bra, which also required a little more work then I had anticipated but after I finally managed to get it on I was astonished as to how much perkier it made my breasts look.
I then choose a pair jeans that feel tight but not to thight that hide the thongs i was wearing and a tank top, I then look in the mirror, “Okay, maybe I am showing my arse of a little here (but i don't look overly girly) but when was I going to get another chance to look this good.” I say posing in the mirror.
I then put my old clothes in the bag and leave the changing room; I meet the lady from before.
“Oh my…” she says looking me up and down, “Ah yeah is it okay if I wear this while I look for more clothes?” I ask, “Oh yes, of course…” she says trying to smile
As I walk through the women’s department I see a lot of things I would like to try on so I spend the next hour or so trying on everything I could find, bathing suits, dresses, sleepwear, workout clothes, the works.
So after trying on all the best stuff Wal-Mart had to offer I gather a few select items to head to check out. I can always come back if I forget something but for now I just need clothes so I get a one piece swimsuits, some sleepwear, a pair of shorts, another pair of jeans, a few tops, yoga pants, some underwear, and the stuff I was wearing. I pay the cashier and head back to my car.
Between the jeans and the thong walking felt different, I can see why some women don’t like wearing thongs. But this was only for a day and I have other underwear to choose from if I want.
Without even thinking I get my bags and head back into my apartment to find my roommates in the living room.
“Hey guys what’s up.” I say
I set my bags on the kitchen table and lock the door, they don’t say anything, I then turn to them to see them all wide eyed and speechless.
“Ah hey…” Josh says, they were all staring at me and until I look down and remember that they wouldn’t recognize me.
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