After a messy ice cream treat, and having to stop the girls from trying to give the ice cream cones blowjobs, Brian managed to herd the bimbos into the clothing store, if it could be called that at all. The 'clothing' on display was little more than a few pieces of cloth that vaguely resembled the idea of clothes, but that covered absolutely nothing at all. The skirts were little more than cloth belts, the shirts only covered the arms and shoulders of any bimbo, any pants were just over priced, thicker and longer socks. And the only shoes that weren't flip-flops were slippers, as walking in heels was far beyond the concept or mental control of any bimbo.
"Wan' dis!" Katie cheered, pointing at what would have once been a 'sexy schoolgirl' outfit, but now was little more than a plaid cloth belt and plaid scarf.
DeeDee and Eva, meanwhile, were entranced with the nearby mirrors, the entire concept of a reflection was beyond them, and the two bimbos stood there, vacantly staring at their reflections and drooling on themselves. Giggling as they watched their boobies bounce around and choker bells jingled.
A few more bimbos and their significant others were in the store as well, such as an Asian bimbo currently giving her husband a blowjob over in the corner, and pair of black bimbos, a mother and daughter, each giving their boyfriends a ride by the cash registers.