Brooke continues walking as she speaks to you in a quiet, inconspicuous voice. "You see, honey.. I was thinking, since you're being so patient with me, and since I'm paying with your money... it might be sort of fun to get something that both of us would enjoy."
"Something we'd both enjoy?" you ask. "What could you possibly find at the mall for both of us while I'm like this?"
Instead of an answer, though, Brooke shushes you. "Shh. That's a secret. You don't want to ruin the surprise, do you? And anyway, there are lots of people around now. I can't be seen talking to you, or I'll look like I'm having a conversation with someone who isn't there. I'll let you know when it's safe to talk."
"Okay, fine. Sorry," you say, taking her cue to go quiet. You're overwhelmed with curiosity now, eagerly anticipating whatever Brooke's surprise might be. Wherever she's going, it apparently requires a bit of a walk; her thighs seem to be brushing up against you quite a lot. It's actually somewhat distracting... and mildly arousing. If you were in your usual body right now, you imagine you would probably be blushing.
Finally she stops, and in her hushed tone, she briefly says, "Alright, we're here..."
"Where?" you inquire. You still cannot see what's going on. You just know you're somewhere in the mall.
You expect Brooke to put an end to your suspence. Much to your surprise, however, you hear another voice, a female voice. From the pitch of her voice, you estimate that she's fairly young, probably in her twenties. "Welcome to Desire! Is there anything I can help you with today?" Then you hear Brooke answer back, "No, thanks. I'm just going to browse for a little bit, if you don't mind."
"Wait," you say. "Did she just say 'Desire'? Brooke... isn't that... a lingerie store??"
"Alright," says the female salesperson. "If you need anything, just let me know." Brooke quickly answers back, in a way that could just as easily be directed at you as it could toward the saleswoman, "Mm-hmm." You can't believe it. Your girlfriend finds a set of rings that allows her to turn you into her pussy, and the first thing she decides to do with you is take you shopping for lingerie. On the one hand, it's a bit of a frustrating tease-- you can't see anything around you, even though you know you're surrounded by all sorts of appealing undergarments. On the other hand, though... she's looking for something you might like, and you realize this is probably one of the few places in the mall where she might be able to get the privacy to uncover you. The thought of her letting you out, and trying on some racy new underwear with you, does sort of turn you on.
After a few minutes of browsing, Brooke pauses in place. "Ohh," she says aloud, in a normal voice. "I like this black and red one with the lace and the garters. I bet my boyfriend would go wild if he saw me wearing this." You're overwhelmed with a mix of arousal and frustration. She's teasing you now. She knows you can't see the lingerie right in front of her. But from what little description she's given you, you can essentially agree with her, that you would indeed be extremely turned on by the sight of her wearing it.
"Would you like to try it on?" asks the saleswoman. "We have dressing rooms in the back, if you want to see how it fits on you."
Brooke giggles. "Oh, yes, that would be great. Would you mind coming back with me too? I'd like to get your opinion on how I look in it, too."
"Of course," says the saleswoman. "My name is Kristina, by the way. Follow me, and I'll let you into a room." This conversation is sending shivers of anticipation through you. Brooke is actually taking you into a private dressing room at a lingerie store-- somewhere you'd likely NEVER be allowed if you were your normal self. Follwing Kristina's lead, Brooke takes you into the back of the shop. Then you hear Kristina say, "Okay, #6 is empty. You can have that one. I'll wait out here. If you need me, just call."
You hear Brooke thank Kristina, and then feel her enter the stall and hear her close the door. "Okay," she says quietly. "I think there's enough privacy here that I can talk to you again. So... what do you think, hun? You having fun yet?"
"Oh yeah," you answer enthusiastically, moisture gathering between your lips. "This was a great surprise, babe. I have to admit, you were right. I'm actually really enjoying this."
Brooke sits down on the dressing room bench. You suddenly feel the layers of cloth enveloping you fall away, exposing you to a cool draft. "Oh, hehe... I can see that. Looks like you're starting to get a little wet. So, now that we're here... what do you want to do next?"