You managed to wake up first before the young man you just did. "Oh my, still semi hard, even when you're spent and asleep?" A smirk spreads on your face as you say that. "It certainly still feels good; how about coming along for another ride?" He doesn't dissent to that idea because of being unconscious in slumber. "Alright then. But how to do this. Hmm." Looking around the changing room, you catch sight of the guy's clothes in a pile underneath the bench. Mischievous thoughts cloud your mind, "Those will work just fine." With the guy still bound to you with the sling bikini, you take the laces out of his sneakers. These were then used to tie the employees legs together and arms together around your body. The large rod in your pussy is pushed deeper, eliciting a lascivious moan from your thick lips.
Surprisingly, this new body of yours has an absurd amount of strength as you stand up and can walk just fine despite the employee tied to you. There is enough slack in the binds so that the employee slips down slightly, putting his head in between your chocolaty breasts. "But what to cover us with?" You wonder, focusing on the guy's clothing again. All his work uniform consisted of was just a vest with the store's name on it, so you were free to take his clothes.
And they worked, his pants were of a stretchy fabric, same with his shirt, so that no one could see the man bound to you with a bikini and shoelaces. "Ready to go, honey?" You chuckle, gathering up your clothes and slipping on your shoes. To bystanders, you just looked like a slightly thick ebony gal; they'd have no idea there was a man tied to you in mid coitus. "I'll pay for these now." You say to the cashier, after grabbing a few more swimsuits off the rack.