Dave's Alarm went off a little bit earlier than normal today. For today was a special day. It was his first day at his new job with Trans-f retailers. It has always been a dream of his to shape shift into different things, people, species, and this was finally his chance to get in on the action, and get paid for it too. It was a highly contested job, yet somehow Dave managed to get the gig. It's not like he's doing it specifically for perverted reasons. He had to pay for his college classes and the job was a relatively close commute. Dave, however, won't say that he didn't do it for all the wrong reasons. Ultimately he signed up for this job for the once in a lifetime experience, and for the thrill of doing something that he, and many other people have only thought was possible in fiction.
The store was a magical place, both literally and figuratively. It was a quaint little shop, no bigger than the apartment complexes that sat on top of the store. Despite it's size the store was packed to the brim with all sorts of goodies. The owner, whom Dave had only met once during his interview, wasted no space in the cozy little store.
He rode his bike through main street. His town wasn't necessarily big, but still big enough to be official a "city", and apparently a big enough market for a new Trans-f store.
He parked his bike in front of the store. It had a very plain billboard out front. All it said was "Trans-F : Open a whole new you". When Dave thought about the store like that, he just found it a bit... Creepy.
The store looked identical since the last time Dave saw it one week ago. "Why wouldn't it", he thought "the store doesn't transform, the people in it on the other hand..." His thought was interrupted when a young lady came out from behind the back curtain.
"Can I help you?" she said.
"I'm Dave Strendly, I start working here today."
"Oh of course, Mr. Gregor is in the back!"
"Thank you" Dave said sheepishly as he walked passed the girl. What if she wasn't actually a girl, Dave started having second thoughts.
"THERE HE IS, THE NEW GUY. HOW'S LIFE BEEN TREATING YA!" boomed Mr. Gregor from his proportionately small office.
"Hi Mr. Gregor, I'm doing just fine."
It's not that Mr. Gregor had a small office, he was just a big man.
"Son are you ready for one of the most riveting and enjoyable jobs of your life?"
"I do believe so." responded Dave.
"We have a lot to do before we open in an hour, SO LETS GET MOVING!" If Mr. Gregor was known for one thing it would be his enthusiasm.
"Now I assume you read the contract you signed last week right?"said Mr. Gregory in an inquisitive tone.
"Yeah, Most of it." replied Dave.
"Do you know about our Uniform Policy?"
"Ummm, No open toed shoes?" said Dave.
"You must always have some TF active, so as to encourage customers to purchase, and keep anonymity."
How could've I missed that, Thought Dave. I thought I was just going to occasional mess around with some trinkets after close or when no one is looking. But to be TFd all day, It sounded Like a dream come true!
"Alright sport go ahead and pick out your uniform for the time being, We try to pick some "eccentric" one's to lure in customers."
***You are to start a new job at a local retailer for Trans-f industries. The worlds first transformation goods producer. These stores sell anything related to TFs. Bodysuits, Pills, Candy, TF guns and remotes, Gels, Creams, Clothes. And it is your job to help run a store. The only catch is that while you are working, You are required to be TFd as a sort of "Company uniform"***