"Hmm, hey Mom, I have been wondering this, but how old are we supposed to be?" Asks Shizuku while the three of you enter the mall. 2 bodyguards in suits follow you in since the two of you are under protection after all.
"Huh? Didn't anyone tell you? You girls turn officially 19 as of today actually. So happy birthday to my precious daughters. Now, as per the occasion, I will buy each of you anything you like. Just put it on this card." Your mom then hands the both of you a black credit card. She also hands Shizuku a purse and you a clutch to put it in. Shizuku wants to shop around to just look at things, so she and a bodyguard leave the group to enter a store.
You turn to your Mom and work up the courage to ask her something that you have been thinking for a while now. "Um Mom, can I ask you something, a bit personal?"
"Of course sweetheart, what's on your mind?"
"It's just that, why am I so... developed, When Shizuku isn't?" You motion to your chest and ass so that she fully understands your intended meaning. Your Mom pauses, then sighs. "Oh, well I guess you should probably learn this sooner than later. You see, unlike your sister. You were once a man. The procedure we used to make you into this, often overly develops men as a side effect. And usually that isn't the end of it either. I would bet that in a few weeks, your boobs will be as large, if not larger than even my boobs. It just is how it is. Now, if you were a normal girl, I could schedule you for a reduction surgery. Then you would have to go through some slight physical therapy and may leave a scar, or something. However, your circumstances prevent me from doing so since something could go wrong and you would be unable to testify when we need you. So you will just need to tough it out for me ok. I promise to accommodate you through it all too."
You are somewhat nervous about hearing this, but also aroused and excited by the thought of having tits the size of your Mom's. "C-can I ask another, unrelated question?"
"Yurina, you don't need my permission, just ask me."
"Can I, try on some sexy clothes? Is it weird for me to ask that?"
"Sure, and no it isn't weird. Your a 19 year old girl who has an amazing figure, with the mind of a full grown man. Who wouldn't want to try to look sexy in that situation? Come with me, I have a friend who runs a special shop that has everything you need."
You and your Mom then walk a bit through the mall until you get to a black store front with no windows. Your Mom opens the door for you and the two of you enter. The guard stands outside the shop near door.
"Hey Naomi, you in today?" Shouts your Mom. Suddenly a cute girl runs out of the back room and dives head first over the counter towards your Mom. Your Mom steps to the side and lets the girl land on the ground. To your surprise, she doesn't even stand up, and simply begins licking your Mom's heels with a weird enthusiasm. "Not now Naomi" Scoldes your mom who then slaps Naomi's ass that is sticking into the air.
Naomi lets out a happy moan, then stands up and straightens her outfit. She then tries to hug your Mom, who stiff arms her head away from her.
"Mistress Saori?" Asks a confused Naomi. Your Mom sighs and looks at you. "So, Naomi and I, have that kind of a relationship, alrught? She is a very friendly woman, though just a huge pervert. She should be able to help you out with anything you want to try on sweetheart."
"You replaced me?" Cries Naomi with fake tears. "Oh hush, this is my daughter, Yurina. You still are my one and only pet."
You awkwardly wave "Hello", then are elbowed by your Mom and she whispers to you, telling you to bow instead of waving hello. But you then whisper back "Why should I bow to my Mom's pet?"
Saori looks at you with a surprised yet also impressed look. She didn't expect for you to say that at all. But nonetheless is satisfied by your answer and backs off. In her head, she begins to question whether or not she was right in making you tomorrow's sub.
You step forwards and look at Naomi. She looks to be about a few years older than you currently are, mid 20s maybe. But she definitely is pretty. "Could you get me some new high heels to try on please?" You ask, trying your best to appear confident and in control. Behind you, your Mom instantly stops second guessing herself and is once again completely sure that you are definitely a better sub than a Dom.
Naomi sighs and smiles politely, "sure thing", she had seen your heels when she was licking your Mom's, and assumes you want a lower pair as yours are pretty tall as it is. She also can tell you are new to this, so it made sense that you accidently started with a pair of heels that were too tall for your current skill level.
A few seconds later, she brings you out a new pair with only a 2 inch platform wedge heel. But apparently your face said enough as she looks confused.
"Oh don't worry, the heel is going be lower since the incline is not as steep. But their overall height should still be the same. So they should be a lot easier to walk in" says Naomi reassuringly.
However this isn't what you wanted. "Actually, I was wondering if you had a taller pair, as while these feel good to walk in already, I want to try something a bit more, extreme."
"Sure! How extreme are you thinking?"
"Well, my sister said she wanted to try taking ballet lessons, and so that got me thinking. You wouldn't happen to have any ballet heels would you?"
"That depends, black, red, white or pink?"
"Black, for now."
"Shiny or matte?"
"Shiny, please."
"How tall do you want them? I have ankle boots all the way up to waist high ones if you can believe it."
"Uh, similar to the pair I am wearing would be fine."
"Thigh highs it is. Zipper or laces? I recommend laces by the way because they are not a custom ordered pair, so the fit won't be perfectly shaped to your legs."
"Then let's go with laces I guess."
"Coming right up." Naomi disappears to the back once more and brings you out the boots. She cautions you that this may hurt and might be too hard to even stand in while you lace them up. But you don't listen to her.
You see Naomi hold out a hand to help you stand up and grab it. She pulls you up and you stumble instantly. It takes you a minute to get the new balance down, but then you are stable and standing normally again.
"How do they feel sweetheart?"
"Actually, they are surprisingly comfortable. No pain whatsoever even. You take a few practice steps, then walk a lap around the shop. You feel great. And you love the extra few inches of height too. You then get an idea and while balancing with one hand on the counter, you raise your right leg up then point it straight up to the ceiling in a vertical split. Then lower it down, but behind your head. You do all this without even touching your legs too. This is just how flexible you now are, which even your Mom is unexpectedly impressed by.
You return your right foot to the ground and smile giddily. You are in love with these boots. You hurry back over to the others and ask if you can get a few custom pairs ordered. Your Mom nods, a bit surprized by your ability to wear these crazy heels so easily, and on your first try too.
You end up ordering a few pairs and even buy the ones you are currently wearing and wear them out of the store. Your old pair is inside a bag which Naomi gives you as it has the box for the boots you now are walking around in. You nearly leave the store when one additional thing catches your eye that you just have to try out.