There was a Poof! and all that remained of Susan was a flesh and blood, anatomically correct, female crotch and ass. A copy of her Manager Name tag was tattooed to her Left butt cheek.
Jenny picked her up. She bounced her up and down in her hands. "Wow, Susan I'm impressed. You have a fantastic ass. Oh, excuse me. You ARE a fantastic ass." She gave the firm butt a quick smack. "So firm! You go girl! Do you work out? Pilates? Zumba?"
She turned the ass around, "Oh, you must do Kegels. You don't get a pussy this nice without some work. So tight!" Jenny wiggled a couple fingers in the woman's front before tossing the ass in the air like a beach ball.
Susan's muffled voice cried out "ppffhhaat did pppyou dooo? Pphhellp pmeee!"
Jenny caught the poor woman and held her out at arms length. "Pee-yew! Susan. Now, you're the one that stinks. You should pick your words carefully, now that you really are talking out of your ass." Jenny laughed as she set Susan down on one of the store's shelves facing the mirror.
She pulled out the Chronivac again and began fiddling with its controls again.
Everyone in the store stared at her in shocked silence. One of the security guards muttered something along the lines of "not getting paid enough for this shit" before turning back for the front door. His feet froze in place before reaching the door. Try as he might, he was unable to take another step forward.
Jenny looked up and scanned the small group of people in the store before announcing "Let's play a little game, everyone! Y'all are going to pick out the perfect wardrobe for me. Something for every occasion, you know... Something business, something casual, something for the beach, and oh what the hell, maybe even throw in a few slutty things as well."
She clicked the Chronivac and everyone in the store (except for Susan) turned into exact duplicates of Jenny. "This is to help you all pick out exactly the right thing. No funny business, though. Especially you!"
Her eyes shot to a copy of her behind the counter, and her face darkened. "If I find out you've so much as touched my body... " Her eyes darted down at his name tag "Kyle! I'll turn you into living sex-doll. Wake up? Surprise Anal. Breakfast? Blowjob. On the bus? Gang Bang. You won't be able to go through a single day without 50 dicks being shoved up in some part of you." Kyle peed himself in fear.
Jenny's face broke and she cracked up laughing, "Naw, I'm just fucking with you dude! Play with my tits and cunt all you want, you fucking perv. I don't give a fuck."
Kyle just let out a whimper.
"Anyway, I'll be back in an hour. Until then, none of you will be able to leave this store, nor contact anyone from the outside. Nobody outside the store will think it's strange you're in here, Yadda, yadda, yadda... you get the picture"
Jenny posted a sign on the front door that read "Sorry! We are Closed for Private Event" before leaving the store full of terrified and confused people.