Mac had to leave for a training session, but with nothing but bikinis in his closet, he figured he should stop off at a clothes store. Mac rummaged through the closet, when he found a green, somewhat shiny bikini.
"At lest this one is tasteful, kind of."
He pulled off the striped one and put on the new one, which felt very tight. Mac turned in the mirror, the tight green bikini leaving very little to the imagination.
"It'll have to do" said Mac, as he waddled out his apartment. Mac made his way out of the building, sneaking past the dozing security guard.
"Okay, lets hope i don't see anyone I know" he said to himself as he walked. Luckily it was a warm night, and not too busy. Mac managed to reach the corner when something weird happened, again. The streetlight blinked out, when it came on, Mac's outfit had altered again.
Mac looked at himself in the reflection of a shop window. As well as the bikini, he was now wearing sheer stockings with garter belts around his fat thighs , and a pair of black high heels.
"Okay... " said Mac confused, "now I look like a hooker"
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