"Hang on," Amy said. "I've got to get some more stuff first."
"I think you've done more than enough today," Lina said, grabbing her by the furry arm and pulling her down the aisle.
"No, seriously!" Amy said. "I need something to hold my breasts in. My bra broke, and...well, it wouldn't work now anyway. Plus this tail ripped through my pants." She slipped her arm out from Lina's grip and bounded away, in search of a clothing aisle. Lina shook her head, trying to get a grip on what happened to her friend. She knew she had to go after her and keep her from getting in any more trouble.
She found Amy a few aisles over, inspecting a pair of faded denim shorts. "Kinda trendy, right? And look!" she poked a clawed finger through a round hole sewn in the seat. "It's made for tails!" She leaved through a rack of undergarments and pulled out a bra. This bra, however, was odd in that it had two rows of cups instead of one. "Mmmrow, not quite," Amy muttered. She pulled out a few more, one with eight cups and one with six. The six-cup looked too big, though, when she held it up to her chest. Next, she seemed to find a winner. The six-cup bra was pure white and had double the straps going around, probably to brace so many breasts. "Hey, could you hold my shoes?"
Amy tossed her shoes--with socks stuffed inside--at Lina, who winced as one of the heels hit her in the jaw. "Amy, seriously, the only thing you should be looking for is a way to change back!"
Amy turned to her friend, draping her new clothes over an arm. She sighed, which really sounded more like a cat's growl. "Okay, if you want," she said laboriously. "I'll ask the guy at the front counter when we go to buy these, okay?"
At the front desk, the old bearded man smiled as he saw the two girls approach. "Well now, it looks like someone's been having fun."
"I sure have," Amy said, giving him a fang-filled grin. "But there's a couple things I need besides these," she put her fur comb, a few six-cup bras and two shorts with tail holes on the counter. As the man rang them up on an old cash register, he acknowledged her statement by going "Hmm?"
"My friend here wants to know if there's any way I could change back," Amy said. "But honestly, I don't care how long I have to stay like this. Do you have anything that could, I don't know, temporarily change me back to human?"
The man scrunched his brow in thought. "I do have an enchanted item that can help you out. You obviously like your new form, and I'd hate to sell a reversal spell to such a satisfied customer. It just so happens I keep a number of trinkets behind the desk here in case of a situation like yours." He ducked down below the counter for a minute and Amy heard the shuffling of boxes and drawers. When the man reappeared, he was holding a wooden case filled with bracelets, necklaces, and collars. "All of these items are enchanted with a spell that will cause anyone who looks at you to regard your changes as completely normal. They will still see a gorgeous feline," he winked, "But it won't cause them to run in unnecessary panic."
"That's perfect!" Amy said. She looked at the lovely items and decided that, as long as she was a catgirl, she might as well live it up. She pointed a claw at a collar with a heart tag dangling from it. "What color is that?"
"Blue," the man replied. "The tag is gold."
"Great," she said, plucking it up.
"Amy, you know that's not what I was talking about!" Lina protested. "You need something to change you BACK!"
Amy ignored Lina and strapped the collar around her neck and buckled it. She turned to Lina and said "Well? How do I look?"
Lina looked at the collar, then all over her furry body. "You look pretty good," Lina said plainly. "I think you'd better put that bra on before we leave, though."
"So you don't care about changing me back anymore?"
"No," Lina said. "Actually, I'm not sure why I was so adamant about it. It's your body, you can do whatever you want."
Amy turned back to the old man. "I think I'll take it!" she smiled.
After paying for the clothes, brush and collar, Amy ducked into a changing room and strapped the bra over her six white breasts. It fit perfectly. Then she put her shirt back on and exchanged her long pants for one of her new shorts. She slipped her striped tail through the hole and admired her new look. Having shorts was a lot better than long pants. Her legs weren't quite human-shaped anymore, and now that she had fur she didn't need as much clothing to stay warm.
Amy described to Lina the various ways in how she had been transformed while they walked back home. Lina was slightly horrified, but interested all the same. They were approaching Lina's house as the sun fell below the trees, and Lina asked Amy if she'd like to stay for a while and do their homework together.