Samantha had not totally grasped the little subtleties of the whole makeup thing. Sure, there were probably loads of tricks that she could have learned if she was willing to put the time and effort in. Instead she chose simply to slather her face with gobs of bright cosmetics. It was a bold look that garnered more than a few sideways glances. Mostly from other girls. Men seemed to like it just fine.
Samantha smirked as she strutted through the mall. Having been a man once, she kind of had the inside track on what guys liked. They might have said they liked subtle, intelligent, classy girls. And that was true for the most part. But she absolutely knew from experience that all guys liked a girl who was unashamedly, overtly sexual in her aesthetic. At least, that had been how she felt.
Being in a body that was hers but didn’t totally feel that way was completely liberating. Sam was now free to dress and act any way she wanted. And with her gorgeous body there wasn’t a man alive who would be turning her down any time soon. It was intoxicating. Totally, totally intoxicating. The raw sexual power she now wielded just by conforming to some arbitrary male fantasy. A distinct departure from the mostly impotent way she felt when she actually was male.
There was just one, well… two large problems. Her tits were still expanding. She was almost completely sure of it. They were already so big and shapely and sexy. And they looked great in pretty much everything. Sam would have been really happy to just leave it at that. But they were definitely threatening to burst out of the dress she had thrown on just that morning.
Whatever was going on with her there just wasn’t any way to know if, or when her miraculous beautification would stop. But Sam was still having the time of her life and she would just have to carry on milking it for all it was worth. Besides, worrying about stuff was for boys. She was just too gorgeous to give a fuck.
There was a cute little clothing store calling her name. She paused to consider the actual point of buying a new top when her amazing fun bags might not fit in an hour or whatever. Being a girl really was hard. The allure of buying something sexy and new won out and she ventured inside.
She shuffled through the racks of clothing. This place was ok. But the clothes were all kinda normal and Samantha was more into a go big or go home attitude now. Like, she was really improbably gorgeous now. She should probably dress like it.
“Hey, Are you finding everything alright?” A pretty little clerk chirped at Samantha.
“Yeah, I guess. Is there like, a more expensive store around here?” Everything that came out of her mouth sounded a little vapid and bitchy lately. Which was a little concerning. But, once again. Samantha was just too fucking pretty. She didn’t care.
“Oh, well there’s 4ever SxC down by the-”
“Whatever, would this top make my tits look good?” Samantha held up a light pink, sleeveless crop top sweater with a turtleneck. There was no hiding the immensity of her tits but this thick garment would at least conceal the points of her nipples from view.
“Oh! Umm Yeah. You’ve got great boobs so they’d basically look good in whatever” The clerk laughed nervously.
“Thanks”
Samantha ended up walking out of the changing room wearing the super cute sweater. And of course that meant she needed some new black leggings to go with it. Not eveyone could get away with wearing leggings as pants but she sure as fuck could. Naturally, she’d also gone for some cute pink sneakers to match the sweater. And, well. The outfit had absolutely no pockets to speak of and she really wanted a new purse and there was this very cute, strappy black one that really spoke to her. So naturally she needed to buy that too.
All of her old clothes had simply been discarded in the changing room. She was outgrowing them far too quickly anyways.
“How do I look?” She asked the clerk as she struck a few quick poses in a conveniently located showroom mirror.
“You look great!”
Samantha knew the answer before she even asked of course. She simply couldn’t resist the urge to show off in front of this painfully average girl. Who was probably green with internal envy at the sight of her.
There was a little gap between the hem of the sweater and her tight, shapely midriff. If her tits continued expanding at the rate they had been she’d probably be showing some underboob before too long. Which was, like, hot as fuck. She couldn’t wait.
The leggings would accommodate her ass as it grew throughout the day. But her lips had changed so much in size and shape that her lipstick looked amateurishly incomplete. Besides that small fashion infraction, her look was totally on point.
“God I’m such a bitch” She said as she snatched up a little tube of pink lipstick from her new purse. Attempting to amend the situation.
“So, uh. Do you have a boyfriend?”
How cute. The sweet little clerk was clearly attempting to assess whether Samantha was straight, and or single. She didn’t get as much positive attention from women. And it was nowhere near as aggressive. But this chick just wasn’t in her league at all.
Samantha breathed a haughty little scoff through her nose. She blew the cute girl a kiss before walking off. “Bye”
-
Samantha continued on her journey through the mall. Mostly she just needed to find something cute to buy or someone cute to flirt with. Being this heartbreaker bitch was kinda her thing now. There was a whole sea of pretty boys out there who would gladly buy her things and fuck her senseless. And her list of male conquests was still woefully lacking in names.
Mark, what a nice boy he’d been. And handsome too. There was plenty more cock where that came from though. Samantha licked her lips.
There sure were a lot of good looking guys out with their girlfriends today. She couldn’t help but notice that basically all of them looked at her anyway. Just the thought that she could have stolen them so effortlessly made her more than a little wet. Samantha was just more valuable on the pussy marketplace than those other sluts. And she absolutely needed them to know it.
An older woman scowled at her.
“Don’t you feel ashamed, dressing like that?”
“No” She said flatly and calmly as a smile crawled across her face. She actually felt nothing but pride in her incredible, sexy, overinflated body. The scorn of the prudes who hated her was almost as much of a rush as the admiration of the endless stream of horny men and women who wanted to fuck her. She lived for it. In fact, 4ever SxC was coming up on the right and she was about to pop in to buy something even sluttier. Just to spite that old skank.
-
Now this was more like it. This store was far more hip and trendy than the previous one. Seeming to indulge in the vapid, sexy aesthetic that Samantha was determined to make her own from here on out. Everything looked cheap, but in an expensive way. The kind of trash that young women who let their pussies do most of the thinking would gobble up without a second thought. It was all flimsy or glittery or just plain slutty. She was in heaven.
As Samantha had predicted, her big curvy tits were starting to peek out the bottom of her new sweater.
“Hmmm. Maybe this is actually slutty enough”
The fact that enough was starting to seem like enough said to Samantha that maybe the changes were starting to wind down. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to need more sexy clothes in the future. There were a few things in particular that caught her eye.
A row of exotic looking dresses hung at the back of the store. A sparkly silver one with a neckline that would hang down to her navel. She definitely needed that. And a backless, navy dress that would reveal much of her sexy ass to any onlookers. How could she even walk away without that?
“Ok, just these two things”
She’d nearly made her way out the door when a super trashy pair of hooker heels with lots of black straps called out to her. They came paired with a uselessly small clutch purse that matched.
“Ok, well I definitely need that”
There was one last, must have purchase waiting for her at the checkout counter. A little black choker that read ‘slut’. She thought about it for just a moment before grabbing that too.
“Ok, just that for you, miss?” Her cashier turned out to be a cute looking kind of androgenous boy. The kind who definitely could have pulled off the clean cut look if he wanted. But clearly, alternative was his scene.
“Yeah, Just that stuff”
He was tall. And so she absent mindedly contemplated how big his dick must be as he scanned her purchases. It occurred to her at that moment that she actually did have a date later in the evening. Somehow she completely forgot about that. She had been expanding a lot today, was that guy she matched with even in her league anymore?
“Uhh, miss…”
“What?”
“Your card was declined”
Samantha’s pretty mouth hung open in an ‘O’ shape. Which her newly plumped out lips couldn’t help but make look obscene. It made a certain sense of course. She had been spending an awful lot of money in the last couple of days. And she’d basically chosen to just not show up for work today. Oops.
“Ugh” She stomped her foot and rolled her pretty eyes behind her thick sunglasses.
“I got a date soon. Can I just suck your dick or something?”
The young man looked very taken aback. But the fact that he hadn’t said anything right away seemed to bode well for Samantha. Sure, she’d suck this guy's dick for some expensive clothes. Why not? He was cute enough. And besides, that’s basically what her slutty mouth was for.
-
Samantha fixed her lipstick before walking back out into the mall with her new stuff. She had just done what was by far the most outrageously slutty thing of her entire life. And she felt good about it too. Carlotta would probably get a little kick out of it when she told her later.
But first, she really had to hustle if she wanted to make her date on time. If she even wanted to go anymore. Any one of these dudes at the mall would give her some dick if she wanted it. That was a bit too easy though. She was a beautiful bitch, a prize to be won. She far preferred the idea of men having to chase her.
God, they would fucking chase her. She bit her lip as she realized the rest of her life was going to be like being the gold medal in the fucking pussy olympics. A thought that instantly revved her engine and produced a distinct wetness between her thighs
The same woman who had talked down to Samantha before was standing in her path once again. Looking like she was about to unleash another judgemental comment. It would probably be even worse now that her jugs had ballooned up a bit and swung freely beneath the hem of her sweater.
“Don’t you fee-”
“No!” Samantha said with a bit more vigour than the first time as she raised her arms. Revealing the full splendour of her magnificent breasts. Causing the old bitch to shut up immediately.
“Oops” She giggled sarcastically as she made her way to the door.
All in all, not a bad day at the mall.
Sat May 29 01:10:56 2021