Max looked at the contraption the gynoid held between those delicate forefingers...
... where did it begin and end? That thing looked... insane! She had heard female clothes were more complicated then male ones. When she went into a shop before, the choice was either long sleeves or short sleeves, and a different colour of jeans. Looking at the strung up bra, with its six cups hanging downward, with a variety of adjustable straps, the catgirl started to look dizzy.
Was this really... necessary? Or would she look stupid? It could be some kind of harness to the eyes of others. She didn't want to look like an animal!
"We do have a variety of styles miss... from plain and functional, to anything you desire." The gynoid sensed her unease and this neutral statement generally placated her customers.
Max gave a very meek nod. "Do... I really need a.. a..." she trailed away.
The gynoid appraised her. "My measurements show compression of your secondary breasts when you are in a standing position. They are being pushed upwards by your tertiary ones, and are themselves pushing on your top set. the lack of additional support may cause discomfort... but it is a personal choice."
The catgirl held the... bra... (or bras?) in her hand. It felt like it was a garment of its own. The elastic was unfurled around the sides, and she didn't know where she should begin. The top or the bottom? She stood up and held the bra from the top..
"Um... its the other way around," advised the saleslady.
Max blushed and turned it around, so that the larger cups were at the top.
She drew the cups slowly closer to her body, eyeing her top breasts. It was easy to forget she had the other four by the view she had...that is, if she wasn't also feeling them all sitting on each other. The delicate material touched the soft fur around her top most breasts. But then the additional cups brushed the middle pair, and the cups below those somehow managed to latch easily onto the lowest pair making her gasp slightly.
She dropped the bra.
"S-Sorry" said Max quickly as she picked it up.
The gynoid tilted her head a bit. "Would you... like some help putting it on?"
"Y-yes" Max said giving in. There was no denying this felt humiliating... but maybe once this was done, she wouldn't have to worry so much about... this aspect of her body being seen as easily.
"The customers with this... style, say it is easier to put on the middle one first, then to put on the bottom and top. Let me show you."
The gynoid circled behind the catgirl, and with an air of professionalism placed the middle straps on securely.
The catgirl glanced down, only able to see the top one. A mirror was in front of her though. With the middle one on, the other pairs did look simpler to put on... The saleslady secured the lowest one.
"Place your arms under here..." Said the gynoid.
Max complied... and found the top one on now. she gasped slightly as she felt the gynoid tighten something... but it was over quickly.
"That should do it. How does it feel?"
Max... swallowed. It was done... she looked at the mirror at the alien sight, and tried not to think that this really was her. This was completely nuts... but she realised it was also quite nice not to have have the extra flesh moving around disconcertingly. She walked up to the mirror... and found that the motions around her torso had been reduced greatly.
"Tell me, do you suffer any backache?" asked the gynoid.
"Backache? Um.. no..." the catgirl said still staring at herself.
"Your body is probably adapted to carry the weight there then. Good. You won't need further support then this, I imagine."
"How.. much is this... going to cost?" She asked quietly.
The gynoid looked hesitant. "Understand, this is not a... typical piece. This style generally starts at $100, and the most expensive are about $300."
"W-What?!" Max nearly screamed. "I- I can't afford... I need the clothes though. I only have a $100..."
The gynoid looked very sympathetic. This wasn't really just business to her, she really wanted the catgirl to get what she needed. "I... can offer a store discount for you. It's offered for the.. really special cases that come to us. I'll knock out half the price... and maybe I can get you another set to keep as a back up. I'm afraid I can only afford to give you the one more though," she said a little sadly.
The equivalent of six bras for a normal human? To the catgirl that was only two... she had no idea this was going to work out so expensive! But she was glad the store lady was going to give her half of it off and an extra one to boot. She could probably afford some clothing too now.
"This discount will... limit what we can offer for the clothing range," said the store girl. "You won't be able to get anything designer or anything-"
"No- that's okay. I just want something that will fit. Please?" Max asked hopefully.
The gynoid nodded. That was the typical need. "Stay here, I'll get a few samples that should work well for you."
Jon wondered what was taking Max so long... she hoped she would be okay. How often did these people get someone with... that issue? Then again as gynoids, they were probably hooked up to a worldwide network sharing different ideas with a lot of different people.
"Hey Jon? I told you about my eyes, can you do anything either?" Tim asked with clear interest.
The slug girl thought about it. "Um.. well.. I can smell things. Not like a dog or anything but..." It didn't sound all that impressive.
Tim looked even more intrigued. "That must be really useful."
Jon wasn't so sure it was but smiled in spite of herself. "I really only just... worked it out. But I only know smell if I have something in reference to it." A new smell without context was just a smell.
The drow nodded thinking that made sense. "It's a bit like my eyes. I can't describe to you what heat looks like because I don't have any reference point."
"Like describing colours to the blind?" Jon asked wondering where she even heard that expression.
Tim grinned but blushed slightly. "Well, I wouldn't say that. You're not blind. I mean- Oh this is awkward," he said in the end.
Jon glanced at Tim shaking her head. He could be a weird drow sometimes.
Mikey was shocked to see Caitlin.. Her statue friend from school had come to see her. But it was nice. She followed her outside wondering what she wanted.
"I... have been experimenting," said Caitlin. "Time... is... strange."
"Strange? How come?" Mikey asked curiously.
"You know how sometimes you fall asleep, and think its only been a few minutes but hours go by? I can do that whenever I want..." The statue girl said feeling her strange stone hands to herself.
It was only at this point Mikey realised that the statue girl had no clothes on. But could a statue really be naked? There was... nothing to actually cover. It was probably why she didn't notice it until now. "It.. sounds dangerous Caitlin. What if you fall asleep and its millions of years later?"
Caitlin looked at that thoughtfully. "If you could travel and see a million years... would you?" she asked.
"I dunno. I mean.. we don't even know if you can do that. You might age and get older and older..."
"Or... I could stay as I am. Forever," She said a little distantly.
Mikey wasn't sure what to say. Forever... a child? Just... like she could be too?
The gynoid knew there was a deep sleep mode in her systems... could it be used in the same way as Caitlin? Could she set her alarm clock for a million years and wake up as if nothing happened? Even if she just lived as normal... would she actually age at all? She glanced at her digital fairies... they could also be stuck and never get older. But at least they were teenagers.
Mikey didn't want to be a child forever... she wanted to grow up!
Effie, sitting on her shoulder invisible to the statue girl was watching her with a sad empathy. After all, she didn't know much about her own lifespan either. Neither did Dennis. All the more reason though to enjoy whatever came their way....
Caitlin gave another smile. "I wish I could show you what it's like... how satisfying it is, to be in a pose I think of.. and to hold it for so long."
Mikey shook her head. The whole thing sounded scary. Why would anyone be happy standing still? She was happiest running and playing. Though she had not done quite so much of that in her gynoid body... that's a thought. She had a friend here, maybe they could play some football like she used to do?
"Um... you want to play football? I got a small place we can do that."
"Sure... just... be careful not to hurt yourself..."
"I'm good at it," smiled Mikey.
"I meant... on me." she said gesturing to her stone body.
Jenny swung on Muriel's hand, as she walked idly skipping on the side walk. She found herself humming a song she heard in school. It was so nice to be outside. She felt the assuring presence of her mentor on her shoulder too. She wasn't going to disappoint any of them.
She was a good girl.
She looked at all the cars, with some curiosity. It looked like they had to cross the road here. They waited until the road was clear, and for some reason... Jenny felt the need to hold Muriel tighter doing this. There was something about the sound of engines and cars that felt... intimidating.
As they crossed the street she heard a loud bang behind her. "Ah!" she ducked almost pulling Muriel down.
"It's okay Jenny. It's just an engine misfiring..." She said glancing at the car going past. It was quite annoying to hear it stutter away. Clearly someone wasn't taking good care of that car... if she had the time she would have written the number plate down.
"Eng- Eng- Engin'?" The little girl asked.
"Its the thing in cars that make them go sweetie." She said patting her snow white hair. "Come on the park is not far from here. It will get you away from all these noises... "
The park entrance was not exactly as welcoming as Muriel hoped. It was just a big metal gate. Still it did the job. She knew the good parts were all inside after all. The park opened up to a field of grass with winding footpaths. In the distance she could see a few people walking their dogs. it was quite a large enclosure and one of the most relaxing places in the area.
Jenny held onto Muriel as she looked around shyly. She didn't see any kids here... yet.
"I'm sure you will find people from your school in the play area. It's this way." Muriel said softly.
They continued to walk... and another enclosed area came into view. The unmistakable sound of children playing and having fun. They ran around like mad, all of them transformed into strange creatures. Still children were children...
Tetra wondered if this would be a place to seek out another magic girl... but she didn't sense the presence of anyone. Yet. Still one never knew.
"Go on inside and have fun" smiled Muriel.
"B-But..."
"I promise I'll sit right here on the bench and watch you, okay?"
"Y-yes M-ummy" Jenny said- suddenly realising what she just said. She couldn't help it.. the word just came out.
Muriel blinked... shocked. She didn't know what to say... so just smiled and hugged the dear child. "Go on now... have fun sweetie."
