Chapter 6: Shopping

Fun and games took them past lunch. At that point Tony called a halt and they cleaned up. He led the way to the bathroom, and they took another shower together. This time, however, Tony refused to allow the djinni to lure him back to the bed, now magically back in place along with the rest of his bedroom furniture. Instead, he pulled on a pair of briefs and some shorts, and then a sport shirt. At that point he looked Jeannie over. She was standing there in the doorway to his walk-in closet and wondering where the dancing silks were.

“Master, where are the dancing silks you wish me to wear?”

Tony’s eyes opened wide at that, and he just shook his head. “We can’t go to the mall with you in sheer dancing silks. It’d be a great look, but we’d both end up in jail. No underwear, but we can buy something when we get there.”

“What is underwear?”

“Bras and panties.”

“What are they for?” she asked.

Tony began to answer but stopped. What were they for, anyway? “Well, bras ... bras support ... they support your breasts.”

That just confused the gorgeous young woman. She cupped her large breasts and said, “Master, my breasts don’t need support, do they?”

He gulped and shook his head. “Uh ... not really.”

“And what are panties?”

“You saw my briefs?” he asked. When she nodded, he continued, “Sort of like those, but for women.”

“But why do you wear them?”

Another good question, but one he had a quick answer for. He grinned and said, “So Little Tony doesn’t get caught in my zipper. Very unpleasant!”

She smiled and replied, “I don’t have that problem, Master.”

Tony didn’t have a good answer to that, so he pulled a pair of khaki cargo shorts out of a drawer in the dresser. “Here, try these on. They might not fit, but you can use a belt if you need to.” Jeannie stepped into the shorts and pulled them up, and then Tony instructed her in the zipper and button closing. They were loose on her hips, and her waist was quite slim, so he handed her an old belt and instructed her in threading it through the belt loops and tightening it. Next was a t-shirt, but that wasn’t as good a choice. It was tight over her massive breasts and her nipples tented it out obscenely. “That’s not going to work,” he commented.

“Master?”

“Never mind. Take it off.” Jeannie blinked and the t-shirt disappeared. “I meant to just pull it over your head. You don’t need to just make everything go away, you know.” He rooted through the dresser and found a larger and heavier sport shirt with a NASA logo on it. “Try this.”

Jeannie pulled it on, and Tony nodded. It was larger, and the knit fabric was heavier, so Jeannie’s nipples and piercings weren’t as obvious. “How is this, Master?”

“Better.”

“The color is wrong. I have no pink.”

“Pink earrings and a pink necklace will do, right? And lose the nipple piercings.”

She nodded and the jewelry changed. “Yes, Master.”

Tony slipped into a pair of running shoes. Then he looked down at Jeannie’s feet, which were a lot smaller. Shaking his head, he went into the closet and searched for anything that the djinni might wear. The best he could come up with were a pair of beach flip-flops. He handed them to her and said, “We have to get you some shoes.”

“What sort of sandals are these, Master?”

“They’re for the beach. Try them on.”

Jeannie put them on, and they seemed adequate. The last items were a pair of ball caps. Tony put on a dark blue cap with the NASA logo and handed Jeannie a light blue cap with the Air Force logo. He showed her how to set it on her head and said, “That should do it.”

She looked in the full-length mirror on the back of his bedroom door and said, “Yes, Master. Master, how do you make a looking glass so large? The royal court never had looking glasses this large! This is a great magic!”

Tony snorted and put his wallet and keys in his pocket. “Come on, babe. We need to do some shopping.”

Jeannie followed Tony out of the house to the street. He walked to his car, a one-year-old Corvette, and went around to the driver’s side. She stood on the sidewalk. “What kind of chariot is this, Master? Where are the horses?”

He smiled and went around to her side. “The horses are under the hood.”

“They must be very small.”

“Don’t worry about them.” He opened the door and said, “Now just sit down and I’ll do the driving.” Once she was seated, he went back around to his side and settled in. She watched him put on the seat belt, and then he turned to her. “You need to put yours on, too. It’s on the side. Just pull it out slowly and I’ll show you how to click it.” It took a couple of tries before it was in place. Then Tony pulled his sunglasses out of his pocket and said, “We’ll pick you up some sunglasses, too.”

First stop was the Merritt Square Mall, on Merritt Island. “We’ll get the groceries on the way home. Right now, I want to just get you a pair of sunglasses and some shoes and clothing.” He parked the car and got out, and then showed Jeannie how to open her door. Then he led her into the mall.

Jeannie stopped and stared. The mall seemed so large, and the shops seemed huge! “Master, there is so much here! This is larger than the largest bazaar or market I have ever seen!”

A woman nearby heard Jeannie call Tony ‘Master’ and looked at them curiously. Tony turned to the djinni and said quietly, “Don’t call me Master. We don’t have masters and slaves anymore. We’ll get in trouble. Call me Tony.”

She whispered, “Master, I can’t call you by your name!”

“That’s an order!”

Jeannie gulped and nodded. “Yes ... Tony.” She looked around and asked, “Can I still call you Master when we are alone.”

Tony smiled and shook his head. “Sure thing, you bet.” He led her further into the mall. “Now, I want you to look at the other women and how they are dressed. If you see something you like, we can get something for you, or look it up on the Web later.”

“The Web?”

“I’ll show you later.”

Their first stop was at a kiosk in the middle of the mall, where Tony found a pair of Ray-Ban knockoffs for Jeannie. “As long as they fit, you’ll be good. We can get you something nicer later.” They fit well enough, so Tony handed over a credit card and purchased them. Then they continued further into the mall.

“Mas ... Tony, why do all the women wear pants?” she asked.

Tony looked around and almost all the women and girls wore shorts or pants of some sort. It was such a common sight he had never even noticed. “That’s pretty common. It’s comfortable, I guess.” He didn’t say anything about wearing pants at jobs, which most women needed to do.

She lowered her voice to a whisper. “Master, a woman should never wear anything that would prevent her owner from being able to take her whenever he wants!”