The next morning, Rayne woke up and made a vegetable omelette for breakfast. She was full of energy and ready to tackle the mall, hoping to fill her system with all sorts of clothing and shoes.
When she finally arrived at the mall, she went straight toward the largest department store. It was four levels tall and had everything from baby clothes to power tools. It was the perfect place for Rayne to stock up on a large variety of items.
Her main focus today was clothing and shoes, but she wouldn't pass up other useful items on the way.
Riding the escalator up to the fourth floor, Rayne decided to start from the top and make her way down.
This floor of the store contained infant and children's clothing, along with other baby items (diapers, changing stations, formula, bottles, etc.). Although Rayne had no use for these items, she wasn't sure what would happen in the future or if she might meet someone who might need them.
She walked around, storing all sorts of baby clothing and accessories, admiring their cuteness along the way.
Across from the baby section was the women's intimates (underwear, lingerie, bras) where Krissy was currently shopping.
"Ugh, why are all of these styles for lingerie so boring? Dillon won't like these," Krissy said, feeling frustrated.
Dillon had recently been more and more generous with his money, giving Krissy ample funds to go shopping with. She was in desperate need of more sexy lingerie so that she could keep Dillon's attention.
From the corner of her eye, she saw a beautiful woman who reminded her of the one Dillon had been with that time at the bar. She craned her neck to see if she could get a clear look at the woman, but the woman was wearing a baseball cap and was turned slightly away.
Krissy felt angry, being reminded of that vixen. But she assumed that this woman was not her, as she was intently going through the baby aisles.
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Rayne was oblivious to the fact that Krissy had somewhat noticed her and was busy storing as many baby, toddler, and children's items as she could. Thankfully, this department was emptier than the others, allowing her to work quickly.
By the time Rayne made her way toward the other side of the store, the women's intimates section, Krissy had already left.
She began to once again store everything in her view: bras, panties, socks, nightgowns, even lingerie. She didn't just store items of her size, but of all sizes and colors.
Once she finished storing everything on the fourth floor, she took the escalator down to the third floor, where the men's clothing and shoes were.
It was her first time in a men's department since buying her father a tie for his birthday years ago, and she felt a little lost on where to start.
She walked to the section where the men's shoes were and began to store them in all sizes and styles: sneakers, boots, dress shoes, sandals, flip-flops, hiking boots, work boots, etc.
She then made her way into the casual clothing section, storing things like shirts, t-shirts, sweaters, sweatpants, shorts, jeans, athletic clothing, etc.
There was a large selection of items, so Rayne ended up spending a lot more time on this floor than she had on the fourth floor.
She continued on to the dress clothing section, where the professional suits, ties, and jackets were, storing every style, color, and size.
Rayne paused for a moment, laughing to herself. "Who is going to wear a suit and tie in the apocalypse?" She shook her head but continued to store them in her system. Just because she couldn't imagine a situation didn't mean it couldn't happen.
The final section was the men's intimates. Rayne slowly stepped in, feeling a little embarrassed. There were rows of male mannequins with all types of men's underwear on display, making Rayne want to turn her head to look at the floor.
She had never been intimate with a man in her life and had never actually seen a man's 'manhood' in person before.
After a few long, awkward minutes of just standing in the aisle, Rayne focused. "The faster I do this, the faster I can leave! Just pretend you're married, Rayne!" she told herself.
She quickly began to store everything in her vicinity without really looking at the items she was storing.
One man saw her from the neighboring aisle and shook his head. In his perspective, it looked like Rayne was walking around, touching every pair of underwear and running away... like a female version of a panty thief.
He made a mental note to tell his son to be careful around unfamiliar women...
Rayne blazed through the rest of the men's intimates and quickly made her way to the second floor. This was the women's clothing section, allowing Rayne to finally be at peace.
She took her time, admiring the pretty clothing as she stored them. This department store carried many high-end brands, ensuring the quality of the clothing.
Rayne went from section to section, storing shirts, t-shirts, dresses, sweaters, hoodies, skirts, shorts, athletic wear, swimsuits of all styles and sizes.
She did the same in the women's shoes section, storing heels, boots, sandals, sneakers, slippers, etc.
There was also a section with accessories such as purses and jewelry, but most of the quality items were locked behind display cases. Rayne stored only a few of these available items, not really worrying about accessories right now.
The final level had basic household items such as bedding, pillows, small kitchen appliances, dishes, pots and pans, small décor, tools, gardening supplies, etc.
This floor was filled with a little bit of everything, and Rayne had a hard time passing it up, so she went around storing everything. She really made a point to store as many blankets as possible. If the apocalypse was anything like her nightmare, then people would suffer greatly in the bone-chilling cold; these blankets could save lives.
By the time Rayne finished with the department store, only a few hours had passed. She was really impressed with how quickly she could now store things into her system!
Since she still had a lot of time left, she decided to check out some of the other stores in the mall.
The first store she walked into was a designer handbag store. It was so high-end that there was a security guard at the entrance, opening doors for potential customers.
Rayne walked in, marveling at the beautiful displays and the shiny leather bags. She had never bought a designer purse before and wanted to have this experience at least once before the apocalypse.
She had more than enough money to buy whatever she wanted now, so she walked around and picked out a few bags that she liked.
Just as Rayne was about to have the store worker pack up the purses she had chosen, she heard a loud shrieking noise.
She turned her head to find the source of the awful sound, only to see Krissy glaring angrily at her!
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