Victoria brushes the hair from her eyes as she stands out in the main aisle of the shop, just casually looking around her at the customers milling around the various clothing stands. They were the usual assortment of customers that she had seen dozens of times, from the young girls like her trying to find something to wear for the coming weekend, to the lost looking men who were trying to pick up something for their wives. She kept away from the men mostly, she liked to try and be nice and help people out but the men always seemed to come off as creepy when asking for clothing.
She does notice a few people around that she hadn't seen before, the young dog glancing between them as she tried to decide which one to go and try to help. The first was a short girl around her age, a young mouse girl who was poking around the underwear section, holding up a few bras against her small breasts. The second was a chunky cow woman, about 35 years old, a big, busty woman who was looking through the skirt section with an annoyed look on her face. The other was confident looking tigress standing at the counter waiting for someone to help her. The TIgress looked like a smug bitch though, wearing an incredibly tight pair of spandex shorts and a tight T-shirt, as if she had just dropped in during a workout, something the seven foot tall, near amazonian tigress seemed to do a lot.
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