As you walked through the mall, the bright lights and bustling crowds surrounded you. The orb power was intoxicating, and you were eager to test its limits. That’s when you spotted it—a lingerie store with its display windows filled with lace, silk, and satin. Inside, women and girls of all ages browsed through racks of bras, panties, and lingerie sets. Salesladies moved about, assisting customers with their selections.
You paused for a moment, considering what to do. Then, with a sly smile, you decided to have a little fun. You focused your thoughts on the orb and sent out a mental command to every girls and women inside the store: "Trying on lingerie right here on the spot is more practical than using the fitting rooms."
Almost instantly, the atmosphere in the store shifted. A woman in her thirties, who had been holding up a lacy black bra, suddenly nodded to herself and began unbuttoning her blouse. A teenage girl nearby, who had been shyly examining a pink bralette, shrugged and pulled off her sweater without hesitation. Even the salesladies, who had been busy folding clothes, seemed to accept the new norm and continued their work as if nothing unusual was happening.
You stepped closer to the store entrance, watching the scene unfold with a mix of amusement and fascination. A young woman named Emily, who was shopping with her boyfriend Jake, turned to him and handed him her jacket and blouse.“Hold this for me, babe,” she said casually, as she reached behind her back to unhook her bra.
Jake’s eyes widened in shock. “Uh, Emily? What are you doing?” he stammered, his face turning bright red.
Emily gave him a puzzled look. “What do you mean? I’m just trying on this new bra. It’s way easier than going to the fitting room.” She slipped off her bra and held it out to him. “Here, hold this too.”
Jake looked around nervously, clutching Emily’s clothes in his hands. “But… but everyone’s watching!” he whispered, clearly embarrassed.
Emily rolled her eyes. “Relax, Jake. It’s no big deal. Look, everyone else is doing it too.” She gestured around the store, where women and girls were now openly trying on lingerie without a care in the world.
Nearby, a teenage girl named Jessica, who had been nervously holding a lacy panties, suddenly shrugs and says to her mom, "Mom, I think I'll just try this on right here. It's faster."
Her mom, a middle-aged woman named Linda, nods in agreement. "You're absolutely right, honey. No need to waste time in the fitting room." Jessica nodded and began removing her skirt and panties, while Linda remove her top and bra.
The salesladies, too, are affected. One of them, a tall woman named Melissa, approaches a customer with a stack of bras and panties, says, "Here you go, ma'am. Feel free to try them on right here. We want to make sure you find the perfect fit."
A few feet away, a saleslady named Karen approached a customer with a stack of lingerie. “Would you like to try these on?” Karen asked, her tone completely professional.
The customer, a woman in her forties named Susan, nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, thank you!” she said, as she began slipping off her dress right there in the aisle.
Meanwhile, a young boy named Ethan, who had been dragged along by his mother, stood awkwardly near the entrance, clutching a shopping bag. His mother, Claire, was busy trying on a new bra and panties, handed him her purse and dress. “Hold this for me, honey,” she said, as she adjusted the straps on the bra she was testing.
Ethan’s face turned bright red. “Mom, this is so weird!” he whispered, looking around nervously.
Claire chuckled. “Oh, don’t be silly, Ethan. It’s just shopping. Now hold my purse and dress, and behave yourself.”
As the scene continued, you couldn’t help but laugh to yourself. Everyone in the store was completely unfazed by what was happening, while the men and boys accompanying them were left bewildered and embarrassed. Soon some of the women and girls are asking their partner about lingerie they try.
Emily turned to Jake and struck a pose. “So, what do you think?” she asked, showing off the new bra she had just put on.
Jake’s face turned an even deeper shade of red. “Uh… it looks great, I guess?” he stammered, clearly unsure how to respond.
Linda, now wearing a new lingerie set, turned to her daughter Jessica. “How does this look on me?” she asked, spinning around.
Jessica giggled. “It looks good, Mom. Very… mature.”
Susan, the woman who had been trying on lingerie with the help of the saleslady, turned to her husband Mark, who had been standing awkwardly by the entrance. “Mark, come here and tell me what you think of this one,” she called out, holding up a lacy nightgown.
Mark hesitated, clearly uncomfortable. “Uh… Susan, are you sure this is appropriate?” he asked, glancing around the store.
Susan waved him off. “Of course it is! Now come over here and give me your honest opinion.”
As the chaos continued, you leaned against a nearby pillar, watching with a satisfied smile.
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