"Yeah, just those." You pay the clerk and start heading to the door, easily popping the 'Moonoculars' out of their packaging.
Through the front windows you can see your sister Julia about to enter to find you, leaving a cart full of groceries on the sidewalk in front of the store. You bring the plastic binoculars up to your eyes, aimed squarely at your sister as the bell chimes.
Just like with the shop clerk, where Julia is standing you see a nude cow-girl her breasts are larger than they normally are, and she's covered in black and white fur. A large udder hangs from her pelvis and her bovine face shifts into a look of slight annoyance. It's when she speaks that you freak out.
"Come on, dude. You ditch out on groceries to buy some cheap perv scopes?" Her voice is much deeper than normal, and she hangs on the 'u' in out for a tick too long.
You bring the binoculars down quickly, jumping back as the cow that replaced your sister remains in the doorway.
Probably not the best move in a cramped shop full of magical items.
Your arm slams into a shelf, sending your Moo'noculars clattering to the ground. The shelf teeters a little, and the sound of glass breaking reaches your ears. "Shit!" Two potion bottles lay shattered on the ground, milky white and bright pink liquid mixing together on the floor.
With the Moo'noculars smack dab in the middle.
The employee stomps up behind you, waving a broom to vanish the glass and liquid from the floor as you apologize profusely. He holds out a hand. "Five bucks for the potions. You break it, you buy it."
You hand over a five and grab your binoculars from the floor. They seem... different, somehow. Did the lens seem... Milkier?
Your sister, still a cow woman, taps a hoof against the concrete sidewalk. "Done breaking things yet? Scaredy cat. Come on, you have the car keys." She turns and grabs the cart, tail swishing behind her.
You run after her, the two of you putting the groceries in the trunk to go home. Julia sits down in the passenger side, scooting the chair back to give her more udder room. You start the car, pulling out of the lot and into the road.