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One Stop Shop - Early Access (Clothes)
🕑 Added 2025-07-13 16:00:11 +0000 UTC"Dammit, Trish," Kelly mumbled as she entered the store, stepping over dozens of discarded articles of clothing, "I told you to turn the damn thing off before opening. She pulled a remote from her pocket and pointed it at the turret on the ceiling, barrel still smoking. It obeyed her orders and receded into its cubby, leaving Kelly to herself... kinda. "Trish!" She called out, looking around for the new hire, but had no luck. She made her way deeper into the store and glanced behind the register to find exactly what she was looking for, Trish, or the black bikini top lying in a heap where Trish once stood. "Idiot," Kelly mumbled, picking up Trish's body and piling it on the counter along with at least three dozen other poor souls, now fabric but still 'alive'.
Kelly went back to the office and pulled up the recordings over the past hours. She found what she needed and pressed play, watching as Trish entered the store to open, forgetting to turn off the automated TF turret that kept the place burglary-free and stocked up. Trish threw the shutters up and walked to man the register, unaware of her mistake. This blunder was exposed quickly as a group of people entered the store, looking for new clothes for the season. Kelly sighed as she watched the barrel on the turret spin up, the tip glowing an unsettling pink before firing. Man and woman alike were hit by the beams, their bodies consumed by bright pink light that changed their very being into merchandise. Gasps of surprise were all people could manage before they fell into a pile of fabric, whether that be underwear, swimsuits, shoes, etc.
Kelly swapped the camera to the one pointed at the register, where Trish watched her mistake unfold. She pulled the remote from her pocket, trying for damage control, but fumbled, dropping the device from her hand and watching in horror as it shattered on the tile floor. Trish's remote, now in dozens of pieces on the floor, was the only thing keeping her from being deemed an intruder, and the turret spun, much to the cashier's horror. A pink bolt lanced from the gun, striking Trish in the chest, before returning to the patrons at the front of the store.
Kelly watched, unfazed and sipping her coffee, as Trish's arms were forced behind her neck, thinning and darkening into straps where her fingers tied into a knot. Her legs bent behind her, a grizzly scene had Kelly not seen it a dozen times, and connected together, gaining a similar fate to Trish's arms. Her chest began to hollow out like a deflating balloon as black fabric appeared over where her nipples were. With a quick shrinking, a black bikini top fluttered to the ground, devoid of any traces that it was human. The footage went on for another few hours, albeit rather uneventful. One or two people would enter the store every hour or so, thinking a tornado had run through it with all the clothing lying haphazardly around. They met the same fate as everyone else, their bodies hitting the ground as new stock for the store.
Kelly mumbled something about good help these days before she returned to work, pulling a set of hangers off a rack.
Comments
wolfworths16menkey
That security system is a bit drastic, all the more reason to turn of the darn thing before unlocking the front door.
