Battle Royale w. Cheese! Turn 2.5 - Tifa, Tohru, and Albedo (A Mostly Mundane Mall) (Patreon)

> FIND A CLOTHES STORE!

Shoppers walked and chatted around the trio as they marched, paying no attention whatsoever to their jiggling boobs and exposed bottoms.

“I can’t believe we’re wasting time with this farce,” said Albedo, covering her chest and blushing.

“It’s not as if we have a choice!” cried Tohru, clawing at her Collar. When she’d tried to turn around, it had beeped and spun her back again.

“On the plus side,” said Tifa, watching Albedo push straight through a group of shoppers (who didn’t even notice half their number falling over), “...at least we might find a change of clothes there.” She gave her bikini straps a tug and winced as the snap they made.

As they turned the corner, the sound of purring cut through their conversation–as one, the three stopped. “It’s one of those ailuranthropes,” hissed Albedo, looking around in search of the inevitable catgirl.

“Where’s it coming from?” asked Tifa, following her example.

Tohru put a hand to her ear. “Hmm… there,” she said, pointing to a nearby store. Rows of mannequins in stylish clothing filled its windows. ‘NYEXT’ said the sign above the door.

“Please say that’s not the clothing store,” said Tifa.

In response, their Collars beeped and forced them on.

The instant they entered, the familiar scent of fabric overwhelmed them. Clothing racks and mannequins filled the white void of the store, while mirrors on every pillar and wall turned it into a kaleidoscopic labyrinth.

Through the thousand reflections, Tifa spotted a strange sight: in the corner stood a vast machine, half mechanical loom, half crusher. Even as she watched, it spat out a steaming dress. For some reason, Tifa thought she could hear screaming.

In the center of this kitschy chaos sat a familiar face. “Oh excellent,” said the Pirate Queen Blackcat. “I was looking for someone to try on my latest outfit, nya. Come over here, quickly–I’m a busy cat.” She snapped her claws.

The three of them shared a glance. “Perhaps,” said Albedo, “having entered the store, we are now free to leave without penalty?” She flicked a glance at the door.

“Oh nyo nyou don’t!” snapped Blackcat. With a flick of her wrist, fine strings wrapped around the trio’s bodies. She pulled back her arm, reeling the three of them in like fish.

“Nyow,” she continued, “Tabby already ruined my big moment, so I nyeed to get something else out of this stupid game show. Nyou three are going to try on my outfits, nya! And nyou don’t have a choice!”

Their Collars beeped.