You enter the store and are immediately awe struck. The store is gargantuan. The foray looks like you have entered a grand cathedral. Towering pristine marble pillars with Grecian reliefs of Gods and Goddess carved into the surface. Black and white marbled floors accented by the occasional plush and colorful rug. Aisles seem to reach out endlessly in all directions. "It must be a trick of the light," you think. "Surely the store is not this large". Your reverie is interrupted by a sharp metallic click of a locking mechanism.
You turn around sharply at the sound and see a sheepish looking Brandy returning some keys to her pocket. "Sorry!" she offered demurely. "Just need to keep out more late looky-loos like you." Her grinned returned and she asked, "So...What do you want to look at first?"
Regaining your composure, after being startled by the lock, you say "Well, I came to get some of that new-lease-on-life stuff from your commercials, Or did you already sell out?" You added a bit more cynicism and sarcasm into the comment than you intended, and you're sure Brandy must have picked up on that tone.
Brandy raised an eyebrow and the corners of her mouth turned into a mischievous smile. "At my Magical Clothing Emporium, it's all we stock." Brandy briskly walks up and stares intently into your eyes for a few seconds. The sudden intimacy makes you uncomfortable and you break eye contact first.
Brandy snaps her fingers. "I've got just the ticket!" She grabs your hand and takes you to the aisles marked Gender. "An odd way to label a store," you think to your self. This section of the store is a series of aisles, some marked Male and some marked Female. Brandy shoots down an aisle marked Male still dragging you in tow.
Brandy was a very attractive woman. She had slightly tanned brown skin and a beautiful visage. Her hair was dark brown, almost black and held in a professional tight single braid. She was average height. She wore a plain white button down blouse and a black skirt. Simple, yet elegant. The clothes were form fitting, and showed you Brandy had quite a curvaceous body. You caught yourself peeking at her rear end as she whisked you away. "Stop being a perv, you thought to yourself, and quickly returned your eyes forward. You were trying, but could not quite grasp her age. On a first glance, she seems quite young to be a store owner. Surely, she was not older than 21. When you were looking into her eyes a moment ago, however, you got the sense her appearance belies her true age.
You and Brandy stopped part way into the aisle. "Here we go!" Brandy said excitedly. "There is a wide variety here for you to choose from. Why don't you find something nice and go try it on in the dressing rooms over there." Brandy motioned outside the aisle entrance toward a big red velvet curtain obscuring and open doorway.
After glancing at the dressing room, you start to look around at the options. The racks are a mishmash of complete and partial outfits of all shapes, sizes, and a variety of styles. You quickly notice, there are no clothing designed for men. "I think we're in the wrong place," you remarked.
Brandy turned to face you and looked into your eyes again. She wore the same pensive look she had the first time she gazed into your eyes. "Nope. I think we're exactly where you want to be," Brandy stated simply. "At my Magical Clothing Emporium, I can unlock your true potential!" She stated while mimicking the tone and mannerisms of her commercials. Brandy's tone took on a more serious quality. "This is a very personalized consultation. Trust that I know what is in your heart, and trust that I only want what is best for you."
You stood quite for a moment thinking to your self. You have never told anyone about you heart's desires. You often spend days dreaming of a different life. You have spent days dreaming of fresh starts. Most secretive in your heart, you have spent days dreaming of leaving you old male life behind.
This whole building is surreal. From the moment you stepped inside, it feels like you have left the outside world behind. None of this makes sense to your logical brain. Surely what she is implying cannot be true. You think quietly to your self this meeting must be serendipity. The universe is giving you a second chance. The second chance you've been dreaming about for so long. Strengthen your resolve at that point. You decide you will trust Brandy. You sigh as you relax your defenses a bit. "I will trust you." you say.
Brandy's exuberant smile returns. "Okay! Lets pick out the new you!"
After a few minutes of browsing, you pick off the rack....
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