This is crazy, I need to find some help. True back in the day this had been the ladies section of the country club, but it had been remolded into a mall in the late nineteen eighties when middle class condos had been built in pockets on the estates. The number on the box now says Qbk-034, what the hell does that mean. Than I saw it said Bikini mid-teen staked. I walked out of the fitting room to the clerk at the desk, who is doing her nails and blowing bubble gum. I swore she looked like what you get if you look up the word bimbo or female white trash, how did she even get this job? "I need some help" I say. "Can`t any you do any thing for your self" she says, getting out of her chair. She takes me back to the fitting room, were I peeled off the bikini to show her my pussy/cunt. "I know just what you need my flat chested friend" she says as she pulls some thing out of the box, I had secretly spied on enough teen girls on the beach to know a bikini top when I see one. She hands me the top witch I put on with out thinking. "Wait here I know what you need" she says, as she walks out. What I need is some one whose brain has not been scooped out. She comes back with a top that is little more than a striped bra and a skirt that would not cover a small table, a stocking bag is on her arm and two inch high heel shoes in her hand.
In the fitting room, as soon as the cups of the bikini top touches my chest, breasts began to bud and grow until they reach 34c cup fitting the top perfectly. I remember how to close the straps, after all I have been wearing bras for two years. I take the top and put it on my arms slim as my fingers grow longer, feminine, as it passes my head, my hair grows down my back as my face becomes pretty.
My shoulders curve as the top fills with my bust.
I put on the skirt and my hips grow sexy wide, I fill my insides shift as my womb and ovaries mature. I open the stockings and pull them up my legs that become curvy sexy, my feet become dainty witch fit the high heels.
I grab sevel outfits and she rings me up. "I am Hailey" She says. "I am Jain" I say. A purse appears and I freshen up my make up in the bathroom.