Thomas hated the mall. It was full of all the types of people he hated. All the athletic jocks and sports kids from school hung around here, and they always teased him. Thomas was very small and underdeveloped for his age. He was 18 and a high school senior, but certainly didn't look it. Many freshman, in fact, were bigger or more masculine than him. Thomas didn't mind as long as they left him alone, but they always picked on him. He was only about 5'6 and was very skinny. He had almost no muscle mass, and he barely had any body hair at all; just a small wispy blonde patch above his penis, which was woefully tiny. Thomas hated and envied all the kids who were bigger than him.
Thomas pushed his glasses back up on the bridge of his nose as he examined the sign. This was it; it was the new clothing shop in the mall that, rumor had it, sold magic clothes. Thomas scoffed at the idea; he always thought of himself as an intellectual. He didn't really believe in such nonsense. However, it would be fun to play along and see what they had.
He looked through all the costumes and different clothes. There seemed to be clothes from every profession, ranging from business suits to blue collar construction and labor uniforms. He examined the construction gear; it was covered in dirt and had a potent musk coming off of it. "Whoa, these are really authentic; They even smell!". He went down the aisles and saw uniforms from every sport imaginable as well.
After much thought and deliberation, Thomas finally decided on some clothes. He finally reached out for the rack and picked up...