Kylie's Day Out - Lou Gagliardi

It had been a little over two months since Lou had become Kylie. Why did she choose that name? She just liked it. It felt right. She had become a Maltese fox, as they were called, her blue fur shining underneath the lights, her white chest and tummy area offering a nice contrast. All of this because she hadn’t followed the doctor’s simplest instructions for a ‘magical’ potion. Really, they were nanomachines that were designed to rewrite and recode a person’s DNA. This allowed anything from repairing injured limbs to almost curing cancer. Right now, it allowed those who were diagnosed with gender and species dysphoria to transition peacefully as though they never were the opposite to begin with. But in not listening to the doctor, she had caused a massive change in how her transformation would happen and what the changes actually were. But overall, she was happy. No longer male, no longer human and one hundred percent free of her parents control and abuse. Right now, life was the happiest for her right now. Except one issue, that she was trying to take care of—her clothes.
Her big, bushy tail swished behind her as she thought of the changes. Kylie had been a puny five foot eight, as a human male, or just average before the change. She was tall enough that she can stare down at the top of some men's heads but still short enough that her already hyper breasts appear bigger than they actually are, especially since they sit on the smaller side of hyper as it is. Obviously, her clothes no longer fit and she had nothing for her feminine hygiene. Thus, Kylie was at the mall to shop for a new few things, her paycheck thankfully still there and available for her. Her job hadn’t fired her since the doctor verified who she was.
“Where to stop first...”
She poked herself in the chest.
“Maybe misses BIG and tall?”
Kylie snickered to herself as she walked. She ignored the swivel of her ears at the catcalls and wolf whistles, Kylie looked at the list of shops she had downloaded from the Internet. The list came on the advice of the women in her life, at least the ones that would talk to her. Her ears drooped at the memories of some of her exes calling her a freak and how bad she was for doing this. And her mother refused to talk to Kylie at this point, saying her son was dead and to let her mourn.
It wouldn’t be as bad she thought but then with the wolf whistles behind her. Kylie decided against going bottomless even if it was legal. At the very least, a pair of shorts and a sarong. Or a sundress for public. She went into the first store she saw on her right and started to look around. It happened to be called Bear Necessities. It had a cartoon bear covering up its behind in a cutesy way despite being an adult store. Kylie went in anyway, but not before she sighed and hung her head.
“I have no idea what I’m doing...still...allons-y!”
She looked around a little bit, trying not to attract attention. A look at a pair of pants, holding a cute blouse up to herself. Kylie didn’t check the sizes but just wanted to see how the colors looked against her fur. She had a lighter, almost sky blue with a bit of purple mixed in, so Kylie tried to avoid that color in her clothing. She also wasn’t trying to attract attention but yet still an employee came over. The employee was a bouncy, young leopard.
“Hi! I’m Jenna. Welcome to Bear Necessities. May I help you?”
The vixen looked down at the girl, thankful that her blue fur didn’t show the blush. Kylie fidgeted with a pink demicup bra. The former male human wasn’t very sociable and had a hard time talking to people Kylie’s tail twitched as she looked around. Finally, her shoulders slumped and her ears drooped.
“um...uh..well...I just tr...transitioned and I have no what I’m doing clothes wise. I thought I’d have an idea yknow? But then I finally get the chance to shop and I’ve never done it before. I’m the type of person that just goes to the store, gets what she wants and then goes home.”
Jenna nodded and smiled.
“I’m guessing you went the ‘choose your own body’ way? I bet you didn’t expect it to be this way, right?”
The vulpine rubbed the back of her head still embarrassed by it, Jenna just giggled. The leopardess turned then walked to her station, motioning the Kylie to come along. Kylie did was as commanded, curious as to what the feline was doing when she saw the tape measure and notepad.
"Okay, so what I need to do is measure your bust, hips and waist. I'm going to guess that you're about six foot three.."
"I’m not really sure anymore."
"Sorry?"
"I'm not sure. I went with tall for a female, but not too tall. Enough to make my breasts...er...look bigger. It turns out I got what I wanted and then some. Heh."
Kylie blushed as the leopardess nodded, surprised at how easily she was able to give that information to a complete stranger. She watched as the feline lived up to her species speed, taking the measurements like a pro. Jenna then left Kylie standing next to the dressing room, zipping around the room before coming back with various styles of clothing as well as a bikini for summertime.
"I admit, Kylie, I'm not the best when it comes to measurements but based on what I got for you, you’re a size eight to twelve when it comes to clothing. Probably bigger in the tops because of your bust. Not a judgment, you’re big. It’s not a big deal. As for the rest of your clothes, it depends on the maker and style. Now I have this sense you’re a tee and sweatpants type of girl but I also brought over a few dresses if you don’t mind.”
The vixen’s face was full of shock. This feline had known her for all of five minutes and yet knew her so well! Kylie nodded and gulped before grabbing one of the dresses, a nice yellow one that on any other girl would have came to her feet. On Kylie though, after struggling to get it on, it came to upper thigh. It looked gorgeous on her though, accenting every curvy and then some.
“See? Not too bad! You’ll have men eating you alive! The best part? You don’t even need heels. You don’t even need any accessories really. Though a pair of earrings wouldn’t be so bad, Kylie.”
Kylie blushed at Jenna’s words but nodded in agreement. She turned this way and that, trying to check out her butt. Then the vixen started to cry, sniffling and shaking a bit.
“W..what’s wrong, honey?”
“I just never thought I’d be able to be see this and be like this. Thank you! Thank you so much!”
Jenna hugged her, rubbing her back. The two shared a quiet moment before Kylie stepped back and took off the dress, and put back on her old clothes. She didn’t mind that Jenna stood there and watched, as she understood it may be store policy.
“I’ll take all of it, but I need you to ask you one question.”
“Sure hon.”
“Where can I buy some lingerie? I don’t have any panties or anything. I wasn’t expecting this to happen so fast and I didn’t have time to shop.”
A few minutes later, the blue vixen walked out of the store, three bags in hand. She had new sense of style, even the name of a hairdresser. Mostly importantly, she left Bear Necessities with a new sense of self-esteem and a cute feline’s phone number.