As you pull into a parking place near the middle of the lot, you do your best to purge your mind of the episode in the park, but remain curious as what the contents of the eggs had on the two unpleasant men.
Walking in the store, you search for the items on your list. People stare at you in the isles, some men are even following you around. One guy even comes up to you and offers you his phone number. Another man stands next to you and squeezes one of your ass cheeks. From the impression you get from what few images you see when he touches you, he's a lonely man with a fetish for tight, shiny clothed women. You reach around behind the man and grope his ass, "You should ask before you touch. But I will let you pass this time. And to seal the deal...", you pause as you turn to face the man, and then wrap your arms around him and plant your lips tightly against his. He wraps his arms around you and returns the kiss. You imagine his body as a mirror image of yours with butt length blond hair, and a rather strong need to wear lycra or latex, especially black or red full bodysuits. The change is a slow change, with orgasms acting as a means to speedup the process. The change will also involve his cock becoming nearly a meter long after his first orgasm, so he can orally pleasure himself. His new DD cup breasts will form second. You also phase in the changes with his cock being the last thing to become female once the other changes are complete. You break the kiss once you are sure his body has started to change. Softly, you whisper "You need to go home and rest for a few days, and make sure to masturbate as much as you can. Make sure you never touch anyone unless they say it is ok, and that means asking first. Your life will continue to be normal for you and those who know you. Don't be a sex slut, but become a good wife and mother, and give the man you marry all the sex he can handle. Do you understand?
The man nods yes.
You then quietly advice the man, "Finish your shopping and get home, you will have a need to constantly pleasure yourself for the next few days."
The man continues on his way. For the rest of the time in the store, no other man gets close to you, but you somehow feel there desire in the way they gaze at your chest. You remember that you used to gaze at a woman's chest as well, and it is funny to see the men not looking at your face while staring right at you.
After checking out you push the cart out to your car and load up the paper bags into your trunk. You scan the parking lot, no one is staring at you anymore. You get in your car and head off to Brenda's store.