Chapter IV: Lift a shop? I'm not that strong

Closing the door behind her, Xenva smelled in the sweet air of the city. Having lived in one all her life, she did not understand why people often wished to live in the countryside. Yet this smell was different, it was filled with the scent of thousands of furry creatures. Creatures like her!
She walked back to the shopping street she had crossed before, and like last time, she got quite some looks. Yet But this time there were one or two faces that did not show appreciation, but loathing. She had read there were some people who did not like Outworlders, so she decided to ignore them. Still, she wanted other clothes anyway, so she located the shopping store and walked inside.
As soon as she walked trough the door and past the security gates, several sirens started screaming and the lights on top of the gates flared red.
Unable to move from shock, she watched a burly security guard move to her. He laid a hand on her shoulder and said "If you'll just follow me miss, we'll sort this out."
"But..."
"Come along." He nearly dragger her trough the store, towards a counter with a male cat behind it. The cat had a confused look on his face, and just stared at the both of them.
"If you just put the contents of your bag on the counter and show your receipt we can explain this." The wolf said.
Xenva crossed her arms and looked at him "What bag! I just walked into the store."
He looked back at her with the same blanc expression as the clerk.
"But... the alarm."
Xenva walked back to the gates and waved her arm trough. Each time, the sirens started and stopped as it passed trough the sensors.
"Ah, then you stole something and came back?"
"Don't be daft Hank," the cat finally managed "that would be stupid. Besides, she doesn't have anything on her."
Hank rumbled and muttered something before moving away.
The cat looked at Xenva "Do you have an explanation for this?"
"I think I do sir, I think the armor in my body somehow triggers the alarm."
He started to talk but noticed the clothes she got from the Agency. "Right, well, lets just forget about this shall we? How may I help you?"
"I'll just browse thank you."

Looking trough the different clothes, Xenva found the average price of the clothes was 50 Euro. This was, she could afford 20 different pieces. Off course, she didn't need so many. Picking two pairs of jeans, four t-shirts (those were only 10 Euro) and a denim top, she moved to the booths.
After confirming they fit, she paid at the counter and started walking towards the door. Just before reaching the gates, she realized the alarms would go off again when she passed trough, so she walked back to the clerk.
"Could you turn off the alarm for a second?"
"I'm afraid not, but if you follow me, there's a second door out."

Xenva stopped for a while to put the clothes in her stomach. Talking about her stomach, she was almost starving. Following her nose, she encountered a small van on one corner of the street. There was a grill with several whole chickens, the smell filling the entire area.
Nearly drooling, she approached the short vixen behind the counter. Turning around, the was revealed to have a second pair of breasts. The effect was astounding, the top pair was almost as big as her own, and the lower pair half that size. Yet they were clearly visible under the tight shirt the vixen wore. Clearly this girl was not afraid to show off her assets, something Xenva could not help but admire.
"How may I help you?" the vixen said with a cheery voice.
"I'll have a whole chicken with extra sauce please." The vixen looked at her for a split-second before moving over to the grill and removing a plump, steaming chicken from it. After covering it with sauce and putting it on a plastic plate, she gave it to Xenva and took the money she had put on the counter.
"Bon appetit!"
"Thanks."
The hunger was too much, so before she could sit down she had already taken a large bite off the chicken, ripping its wing off. Quickly setting the plate down, she took the wing in her paws and started eating.
Five minutes later, there was nothing left of it, even the bones crushed to bits and swallowed. She turned when someone sat next to her. It was the vixen from the van.
"My you were hungry." she said.
"Well I haven't eaten in a day, so it was about time."
The vixen extended a paw, which Xenva shook, covering it in sauce.
"Hi, my name is Thirza."
"Pleased to meet you, I'm Xenva. You wouldn't happen to be an Outworlder, are you?"
"I am, what gave you that idea?" Thirza said as she breathed in, leaning back, causing her double cleavage to swell a little, tightening even more against the shirt.
"She's really proud of them." Xenva thought. "Oh, because of certain, ah, assets of yours."
"And you're an Outworlder too?"
"Yup."
"Well, you'll be able to hide the fact if you wanted. I decided not to try. The only way I could was to have the lower two removed my surgery, which I would never do!" Her tone took on a more sinister tone as she spat out the last words.
"What creep though up that idea?"
"My `boyfriend'." Thirza spat on the ground. "He said it would make me more presentable. On the other paw he never stopped touching them either. I dumped him after two weeks of the blabbering."
"Way to go girl, we don't have to take that shit."
"Exactly. And the other way is to wear thick clothes, which looks stupid."
"Yeah." "So I decided to show them off instead. I though `If people like looking at them, they wont complain.'."
"And it works?"
"Most of the time. There are always some people who can never get used to the idea."
Xenva smirked. "If you want, you can borrow one of mine."
"One of... what do you mean?"
Reaching underneath her shirt, Xenva squeezed on her left breast, popping it loose.
Thirza gasped. "What are you?"
After replacing it, Xenva responded "A cyborg."
"Never met one before."
"I hear that more."
"Do people bother you with it?"
"Not really, haven't been here more than a few hours. I did have an annoying experience at a clothes store."
Getting closer, Thirza whispered "Tell me more."
After Xenva had shared her experience, Thirza was giggling like mad. "I'm sorry, I just cant help it. Its so funny."
"You should have seen their faces."
"So what did you buy?"
Opening her stomach, Xenva took out two of the shirts. Thirza was staring at her, muzzle hanging wide open.
"What?"
"How did you do that?"
"I'm a cyborg, remember?"
Shrugging, Thirza took one of the t-shirts.
"Hmm, nice. Mind if I take you on a tour for some more?"
"I'd be more than happy."
"My shift is done anyway, come along."
Thirza got up and took Xenva's paw, and both women walked further down the street.

Xenva looked at the shop the little vixen had dragged her to. It was a lingerie-store. Not that Xenva had anything against lingerie, it simply wasn't something she had thought of at the moment.
Thirza nearly bounced inside, immediately browsing trough the articles.
Suddenly, she turned around and grabbed Xenva's breasts. Before Xenva could react, the vixen turned to a rack and took one of the bra's from it. "I guess this is about your size. Lets go and try if it fits."
Again she was pulled along by the vixen, this time to the booths at the back of the store. Before Xenva knew what happened, they were both standing inside, and Thirza had pulled her shirt off.
"Erm," she began, but the bra was thrusted into her face as Thirza reached backwards with it.
Shrugging, she worked the shirt off her body and held the bra in front of her. It seemed to be a good fit, so she put it around her breasts and clipped the hook at her back. It was a good fit, though a little tight. Off course, her breasts didn't need any support.
"Do you like it?" Thirza asked, turning around. She was wearing two bra's, despite the fact that her lower ones' didn't need support either.
"Well, its a little tight. Think you can find something a bit bigger?"
"Sure." She giggled, and bounced out off the booth.
Xenva removed the bra again, hanging it on a hook on the wall.
Thirza returned with several pairs of bra's, showering them over Xenva. She picked one out at random, putting in on Xenva's breasts.
"My they're solid, wish mine were like that."
"Well yours don't have a metal frame."
"They do feel rather soft. Is that real flesh?"
Xenva nodded "Real flesh with real fur over metal."
Blushing a little, Thirza whispered "May I...?"
"Why not?"
Thirza ran her paws over Xenva's breasts, cupping them, then weighting them in her paws. "Hmmm, they are soft. Such a shame there's only two of them." She gave a little shriek as she felt Xenva's paws run over her own breasts, all four nipples erecting slightly. "What..."
"Hey, if you can touch mine, I can touch yours."
Smiling, Thirza continued. Xenva's nipples also growing.
"Tell me, do you produce milk?"
"No."
"Such a shame. I love the though of having someone suckle them, drinking my milk. Its such a personal thing you see?"
Xenva simply nodded.
Looking back, Thirza said "This isn't really the place for this. Mind if I crash in with you?"
"My, is that a pickup-line?"
"It might be." Thirza smiled. She have Xenva's left nipple a quick lick then turned around, picking up the bra's that had fallen to the ground.
Xenva smiled back. She took three of the bra's she liked most and hung them around her shoulder after putting her shirt back on. Since she knew her size now, she would be able to pick out a few nice pairs of panties too.

Soon, both women left the shop, paw in paw. Xenva had put both their purchases in her stomach, and they were heading for yet another shop Thirza had mentioned.
It turned out to be a shoe store, and Xenva entered with enthusiasm. After this, her wardrobe would last for another week at least.
Both she and Thirza started browsing trough the wares, Thirza more for fun that looking for anything. She tried on half a dozen pairs of boots nonetheless. Xenva smiled as she looked at the vixen, her simple joy at this activity boosting her own.
She picked up a short pair of dark-brown leather boots and tried them on. They were quite comfortable, but a bit too short for her liking. A quick glance over the racks revealed a similar pair, except it was taller and a different color. The new pair appeared to be made of leather, except it was a shiny deep dark-blue. The color appeared only when the light reflected off it, otherwise appearing black. They were not very expensive, so Xenva decided to try them on.
Both women were approached by a salesman, a male skunk. He crouched a little and said "Have you found anything to your liking ladies?"
Xenva looked up, hew paws still on the boots. "Yes, I think I have. Where can I pay?" The skunk got up and nodded, he looked at Thirza "And you miss?"
"Oh I'm just browsing." Thirza answered, desperately trying to balance on a pair of boots almost as long as her legs.
He nodded again, and headed towards the back of the shop, closely followed by Xenva.

Xenva left the store, still wearing the boots she had bought. She put an arm around Thirza's shoulder and said. "Hows about I show you my room?"
Thirza reached up and pecked her on the cheek. "My pleasure dear."

Chapter 5: My 5-star hotel

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