Now came the tricky part of the plan.
Ashley had specifically worn loose grey sweats and a large pink hoodie so she could "hide" her new costume under her clothes and get out of the store without the clerk realizing she was stealing herself a costume. Smiling at her genius plan, she grabbed her baggy clothes and quickly got dressed.
The over-sized hoodie kept the extra breasts hidden well enough - it looked like she was a little chubby, but nothing identifiable. The fake udder sat heavily in her sweats, and the bump capped with four smaller bumps was more noticeable than she had hoped.
"Well... he probably won't see it past the counter," she hoped, thankful the stores counter sat high off the ground.
Ashley quietly opened the stall's door and peeked across the room. Steve sat on his stool, still engrossed with his magazine. She decided that it was now or never and began to walk across the room looking as nonchalant as she could.
Ashley nearly panicked as she made her way past the bins and came close to the counter...