"I just need to get some clothes that fit," you inform the store clerk, having trouble keeping your eyes on her face rather than her breasts. She almost has that "naughty school teacher" look going... Her name tag reads "Stacy".
"Well, all of our clothes are guaranteed to fit," she informs you with a quick nod, turning to lead you to the Clothing side of the store.
"All of them?" you question, noticing for the first time that there are no size groupings. A toddler's outfit is next to a giant, pro-basketball player sized suit, which is next to a Japanese boy's school uniform....
"Yes, all of the clothes have a special, transformative property built into them," she states matter-of-fact-ly. "Now, do you see anything which interests you?"