@poeticphoenix || requested my presence!
━━━━━━━✾✾✾ Makes her way into the bustling plaza with the auburn man, burgundy hues scrutinizing the vast spectrum of boutiques. Ai maneuvers through the populace with a purpose. ❝ You do need some ceremonial garments, and perhaps other pieces of clothing. ❞ Utters, grabbing his palm to guide him. As she moves through the various aisles, Ai absorbs the latest fashion tendencies, inspecting each piece with a perceptive eye. Vampiress meticulously plans her shopping strategy, selecting stores based on their offerings & Genesis’s personal style preferences. ❝ What do you want to purchase first, my beloved? Casual or formal? ❞
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" Get in the car loser, we're going shopping. NOW. "
Oh, Qiyana’s here!
“Don’t have to tell me twice! Was wondering when you'd get here.” She hops in the passenger seat, closing the door behind her. “There a special occasion or something? 'Cause someone sure is excited. We’re gonna end up buying a lot, aren’t we?”
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Every sales job I’ve worked has that one item. The white whale. The biggest ticket you can sell. The sale you brag about when you’re chatting with other industry people.
When I sold mattresses it was a split king adjustable base. That’s two twin extra long mattresses next to each other to make a king, but each side can move independently. They’re insanely expensive and honestly kind’ve impractical but it was the biggest ticket thing to sell.
When I sold sex toys though our white whale was the 20lb ass. It was a female pelvis, a cut out from the waist to the tops of the thighs. It was hyper realistic material and cost about $500. I definitely had bigger tickets but not in one item typically.
In my time at the sex shop, I sold three. Each time was completely different in terms of how the guy acted about buying it. The first man was a little embarrassed and shy about it. I was professional and supportive as I rang it up. Once I handed him the receipt he looked at the box. Then he looked at me.
If you’ve ever wondered how big a box has to be to fit a 20lb ass let me just tell you: it’s pretty damn big. It’s an uncomfortably large armful of box and every side has a picture of the sex toy inside on it. It’s not subtle.
“Could I get a bag….?”
There was no bag that existed that could possibly contain all that ass. “Hang on,” I told him.
I got scissors and tape and covered the box in cut up black bags. Looking relieved he picked up his purchase and left.
The next man to buy one carried it proudly to the counter; self assured and not embarrassed in the least. When I said I didn’t have a bag, but I could wrap it for him he gave a hearty shrug and hefted it into his arms, marching out the door with the butt on full display.
The last man to get one was just kind’ve an odd guy. Not creepy, but eccentric. We got along great, and as I rang him up I said, “Well one guy wanted his taped over, and one guy carried it out. What would you prefer?”
“There’s no bags?”
“No store bags. I think our jumbo trash bags in the back might fit it….?” It seemed rude to suggest putting a $500 item into a trash bag, but he wasn’t bothered.
He considered this then said, “Bring me the trash bag.”
When I delivered it to him he still managed to surprise me. Instead of shoving the huge box into it he opened the box. He took out his new $500 sex toy, and all the little things it came with, tipping them unceremoniously into the trash bag.
“There! Now I don’t have to deal with the box later!”
I was slightly stunned but agreed that I could easily deal with the trash. Then in a move I still think about with delight he flung the trash bag over his shoulder like a Santa with a sack full of ass and sauntered out the door.
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"Mollyyyyyyyyyyy!" Black Star hollered from down the hall of her cabin. "You ready to go clothes shopping today? We gotta get you some shirts and a jacket!"
Yes! Clothes shopping! If it was one thing molly loved, it was getting out of the house... and an outing with mama was doubly special! That meant she could ask for something super special.... like gelato! Or... a pretty pricey toy.
"I ready, mama!" Molly announced, adorned in a frilly purple tutu , two miss-matched shoes, and her favorite 'Toad-ally cute' graphic tee.
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The first time Danny sees Dick Grayson he calls him Tata.
Danny, in his Ghost Zone travels, befriended the Flying Graysons. John and Mary like him so much, that it started as a joke, sort of.
"Ahhhhh, the son we never had! Welcome!"
"My little Robin's long lost little brother, come, come!"
And it morphed into him jokingly calling them Tata and Daj. Then it wasn't really a joke anymore.
Then the Observants inform him that as far as Ghost Law is concerned, they're his Ghost Guardians.
This means that Danny has two sets of parents; Jack and Maddie on the human side of things, and John and Mary on the ghost side of thing.
So when he sees Dick Grayson, who looks a lot like John, it just slips out.
This leads to a very awkward stare off in the middle of a coffee shop.
Danny has no idea how to explain himself.
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It’s finally getting cold, time the whip out to new wardrobe🌬️
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cursed construction core hi vis bra that came to me in a dream
In the dream I saw it in the window display of a hardware/DIY/trade shop, implying it was meant to be a practical garment designed for actual female constructions workers in a Female Armour level missed-the-brief attempt at gender inclusion
The practical support from the visible underwire combined with the hi vis implying it’s not meant to be worn as an undergarment, I just-
I blame my binge-reading ND Stevenson’s gender comics talking abt masculinity and femininity incl the one abt Victoria’s Secret lingerie yesterday for this monstrosity x’D
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