Ann's eyes widened in surprise as she saw all sorts of things on the
walls of shelves that piqued her interest. There were potions for
virtually everything; breast enlargement, penis enlargement, potions
to make you elven, dwarvish, orcish, and pretty much every demi-human
race she'd ever read about, all with descriptions such as "busty" and
"well hung".
Then there were the potions that claimed to heighten sex, and some
cock rings as well, she noticed, which claimed the same thing.
Browsing further, she found the "personal massager" section, all of
which claimed to have been molded from a live specimen of whichever
race's genitals they were supposed to be modeled on.
Ann had just walked to the exotic lingerie sectionm when an attendant
walked up to her. Like Ann, she was a blonde, but with blue eyes and
probably about six and a half feet tall. The muscular woman was
dressed in little more than a fur bustier, and Ann couldn't help but
feel a definite attraction to her. The fur seemed to almost shimmer as
the light caught it.
"Can I help you?" The attendant helpfully asked.
"Uhh, yeah, I..." Ann said, feeling her face flush slightly.