Marvin thought it best to go to the new mall they'd opened for changelings. There, he was sure to find everything he needed, so he wouldn't look so horrible. He drove to the mall. It was close. Before, it seemed like it was going to close because of the online shopping, but after the appearance of the envelopes, it became a place for changelings to do their shopping, with specialized stores.
Marvin drove there and started walking through the mall, until his gait seemed more feminine.
He noticed a store called "Inner Slut" and decided to go in.
The store was, well, a sexy and somewhat slutty clothing and makeup store. Perfect for her.
A saleswoman appeared. She looked like she had once been a man, although now she was twirling her long platinum-blonde hair with her fingers. She was wearing heavy, heavy makeup—she was chewing gum—and, well, she had a huge pair of breasts. With a top that said Inner Slut, Marvin noticed that they were eight-year-olds, and didn't wear any prosthetics or bodysuits. He wanted that; he wanted a nice pair of tits, that way he'd attract customers. Then he had a miniskirt, fishnet stockings, and some nice red heels. The saleswoman said, "Like, welcome to Inner Slut, can I help you with anything?"