Zoe had to get to Casey. Her place was closer to the mall she was in right now than her own home, and besides she had a lot of things to talk over with her from the past couple of hours or so. But that meant finding clothes to wear first. And that meant sneaking out of the bathroom to the nearest stores to get them without being seen, either naked at all or stealing them. Security cameras would be an issue too, probably. And she didn't have much time, if what the demon inside her said was the truth.
Luckily, Zoe remembered that there's a women's clothing store right next to the restrooms she was in. She went over to the bathroom door, opened it just a crack to make sure there wasn't anyone around, and was about to try to sneak out when her eyes caught sight of a small plastic dome on the ceiling down the hall. Crap, security camera. How was she going to get out of there now without causing a scene?
Zoe turned her head slightly at another of the demon's unsolicited advice. "What?"
Suspicious but with no other ideas, Zoe stuck her hand out the doorway and pointed at the camera, jumping back slightly in surprise when it suddenly exploded in a small burst of electricity. "Wha..."
Zoe looked down at the finger that did the deed, still human-looking. "...why are you helping me?"
"Hmm. We'll see about that." Zoe'd done it once, she could do it again.
At any rate, she sprinted through the service corridors to get to the back entrance to the clothing store -- luckily, it had been propped open unattended for some new deliveries, allowing a naked Zoe to get in, zap another security camera, then grab a shirt and pair of shorts before slipping into a changing room, just before one of the female store employees came around the corner. Zoe held her breath and was as silent as the grave for a moment out of fear she had been caught, though it didn't seem like she had been seen. Waiting for the employee's footsteps to draw away, she sighed in relief and went to put on the clothes she'd swiped...only to realize she had made a mistake: in her haste she'd grabbed clothes that were sized to her old body's proportions but now were too small. The shirt might possibly pass as it was just enough to cover her bigger breasts leaving her with a bare midriff, but the shorts could barely get past her knees before getting stuck.
And now her ears picked up additional voices coming from out on the store floor: "Welcome to Fiona's, my name is Sara -- can I help you?" (So that was the employee's name...)
"Can it," Zoe hissed as quietly as she could. But even she couldn't deny that Sara's voice seemed to stir up her new inner succubus instincts -- Zoe had to make a decision quick before it got worse.