She looked down at herself, eyes wide. The same snug black panties from that morning were wrapping themselves around her ample hips and ass. The same thin straps ran down her legs to her ankles, and the same thin, lacy bra adorned her near-flat chest. Aoi attempted to frantically pick her clothing back up off of the floor, but it all seemed to keep slipping through her fingers, seemingly determined to cover none of her body.
"Hikari!" She started. "What the fuck are you think-"
"Have you decided what you're looking for, ma'am?" The woman behind the counter looked Aoi in the eyes, expressing mild boredom.
Aoi looked at the woman, astonished by her nonchalance at the spectacle of an extremely thick, short, white woman with blonde hair in black lingerie grabbing at clothes on the floor at her counter. She threw a glance at Hikari, who simply smirked and said, "Maybe chicken?"