Friday, May 22, 2015

Hypnotized and Humiliated - Chapter 27 Part 4 of 4

Hypnotized and Humiliated
By Karen Singer

Chapter 27 Part 4 of 4

With the cow costume bought, Phillip had no place else that he could think of to go for a while to kill more time in public.  But he did still have to go grocery shopping.  Unfortunately, the store he had just come out of had only taken up about half an hour of the two hours he needed to fill.  He didn’t think he could waste an hour and a half in the grocery store.  So where could he go? 
With nothing else in mind, he drove toward the grocery store, hoping to spot someplace where he could go to wander around for a while…and feel totally humiliated.  Ugh!  He hated the prospect of what he had to do…but at the same time, he really wished he had time to try to get his hand inside his diaper where he might stand a chance of doing things that the diaper usually got in the way of.
He spotted a gas station that didn’t have any other cars there just then.  He quickly pulled in and up to one of the gas pumps.  Taking as much time as he could, he and Dolly filled his car with gas, all the while glancing around to see who might be watching him too closely…other than every car on the busy road in front of him.  With no worries about gas for a while, he got back into his car and continued on in the direction of the grocery store – searching for some kind of time wasting thing that he could do – and that wouldn’t be too embarrassing.  As if such a thing were possible. 
All too soon though, he found himself parking the car in the grocery store’s parking lot.  Holding tightly onto Dolly for the moral support, he got out of the car and headed inside.  How could Marian have even suggested that he have fun while he was dressed so ridiculously?  How could she ever think that he could enjoy being out in public being totally humiliated?  It was totally cruel of her.  Of course, as much as he blamed Marian, he knew that the real problem was Mistress Vivian, yet his brain still tried to put most of the blame on the stupid cow back in his apartment. 
That new DVD of hers had better work!  He didn’t think he could go through this kind of humiliation again.  As he put Dolly and his purse in the child’s seat of the shopping cart, he was more than aware of everyone within sight staring at him.  Why did grocery stores have to be so well lit?  Did any of those people looking at him know how humiliated he felt?  Did any of those people have any idea how much he wanted to turn around and run…but couldn’t.  And did any of them have any idea at all how horny he was?  Ugh!  What a predicament to be in!
With nothing but time to kill, he started at one end of the store and slowly pushed the cart where he could look at everything possible.  He put very little into the cart.  He had no intention of doing much in the way of cooking at all.  In fact, he had no intention of cooking anything.  He himself hadn’t eaten anything yet that night.  His plans were to enjoy a sandwich in the privacy of his apartment after he got home.  Of course, sometime after he got home, he was going to have to spend an hour basically eating something else – that he was not going to enjoy at all.  Ugh!  He didn’t want to dwell too long on that horrible prospect.
He looked long and hard at all the fresh produce, particularly any of it that resembled grass of any kind.  He was sorely tempted to buy some to feed Marian, but one look at most of it that even remotely resembled grass and he realized he’d be wasting his time and money.  The packages were made to be added to salads and there wasn’t enough in any of them for more than a mouthful for Marian to eat.  So he wound up passing it all by.
It was in the cereal aisle that he put most of the things into the cart.  Five large boxes of different kinds of cereal – that he liked.  He had no idea what kind of cereal Marian liked, but then right now, he knew that Marian had no idea as to that either, so he went with his own tastes.  He bought so many boxes because it was simply a lot easier to pour Marian a bowl of cereal to eat than do anything else.  He knew the stupid cow wouldn’t complain.  Why should he bother doing anything more?  And after he had found all the cereal, he felt proud of himself.  By his best estimate, he had managed to waste at least fifteen whole minute just picking out cereal boxes before he slowly moved on.
The only aisle he didn’t spend any time in…in fact, compared to the other aisles he practically hurried though it…was the baby aisle.  Baby food, and baby formula, and baby bottles.  Baby care products of all kinds.  He had enough of those things in his life just then.  And all of them were things he would really like to get rid of – like the overly soaked diapers he was wearing under his dress.  He’d been wearing them all day now and he was pretty sure that they were getting close to the leaking point.  And that was another little worry he had to deal with.  But he hadn’t had nearly enough to drink yet all day, so they had lasted all day.  He would have to spend a few hours drinking a lot of Marian’s milk before he went to bed that night, but he was planning on those bottles washing the taste of that “other thing” out of his mouth!  No doubt whatever diaper he wore to bed that night would be close to leaking by morning.
He turned up the next aisle and immediately slowed to barely a crawl.  Soup!  Soup was easy to fix.  No doubt it would do Marian some good to eat a bowl of soup every once in a while.  He guessed he could cook that much.  Actually, he might even be able to cook it in the microwave.  Even better!  One by one, mostly to kill time, he started examining closely what kinds of soup were available.
“Look Mommy!”
Phillip turned around quickly.  A little girl and her mother had just turned up the aisle behind him.  And…the little girl was wearing a pink princess outfit – in the store!   Panic hit him as the little girl ran laughingly straight toward him.  He stared in horror as she stopped just two feet away and looked up delightedly at him. 
“You’ve got a pretty dress,” she said to him with a big smile on her face.
Phillip did his best to control the panic in his stomach.  He even managed somewhat of a smile.  “So do you,” he replied.  “And yours is all pink.”
The little girl twirled all the way around, letting the skirt of her dress fly out for a moment before she stopped to stare up at him again.  “I like your crown,” she said to Phillip.  “It’s real pretty.”
Phillip touched the tiara fastened into his hair.  “Uh…thanks,” he replied.  “You’re real pretty too.”  He realized that her mother had stopped just out of the way and was watching them closely.  He looked up at her only briefly before turning his attention back to the little girl.
“You’ve got a magic wand!” the little girl exclaimed next.  “I wish I had one.”  She turned back to her mother.  “I want a magic wand too!” she demanded.
“No Angela, not tonight,” her mother replied.  “They don’t have them in this store, we’ll have to find one somewhere else.”
“I want one!” the little girl insisted.
“I told you, not tonight!” the mother insisted.
Phillip realized that the girl was about to go into a full blown temper tantrum.  Quickly he turned around and plucked Dolly from his cart.  “Hey,” he said.  “Did you see my dolly?”  He stooped down close to the girl and held Dolly where she could see it better.
The little girl’s eyes went wide at seeing the big doll in his arms.  “She’s pretty!” she said.  “Can I hold her?” she asked as she reached out and tried to take it from him. 
Taking a chance, Phillip let go of Dolly and the little girl hugged Dolly tightly.  The fact that Dolly was half as big as the girl didn’t seem to bother her in the least.  “Her name is Dolly,” Phillip told her.  “And she’s real nice to hold onto.”
The girl turned to her mother.  “I want one like this!” she demanded.
Phillip looked up questioningly at the mother.  She looked totally exasperated with her little girl.  “Sorry,” Phillip said to her.  “I was only trying to stop what I thought might be an argument because of the wand.”
“No problem,” the woman replied, still looking at him uncertainly.  “She does this all the time.  And I’m afraid I give in to her all the time just to keep her happy.”
Phillip nodded.  He was about to ask for Dolly back when the mother asked, “So what are you doing here, dressed like that?”
Um…  “Costume party,” he replied.  “I got tired of it and left soon after it started.”
“I’m surprised that you would be out in public in an outfit like that,” the woman noted.
Phillip tried to smile.  “So am I.  But…well, here I am.”
The woman looked down at her daughter.  “Give the nice man his doll back Angela,” she said.  Phillip held out his hands for the doll, but he didn’t get it until after Angela had given Dolly another big hug.  But he was nothing but relieved to have Dolly back in his arms again.
Phillip stood up, wanting to be done with the girl and get back to his slow motion shopping.  He noticed the mother looking at him with a strange look on her face.  He wasn’t in the mood for any more embarrassing questions, but he knew he was about to get one.
“Um…” the woman started uncertainly.  “Would you mind if I took a picture of you and Angela together?  Two princesses out grocery shopping?”
The little girl was suddenly totally delighted with the idea.  “Yeah, yeah, yeah!” she exclaimed happily as she quickly stood in front of him and turned to face her mother. 
Phillip realized he really wasn’t going to get much of a choice in the matter.  “I guess, go ahead,” he told the mother.  He waited while she dug her cell phone out of her purse, stood back, aimed it, and took a picture. 
“It’s hard to get both of your outfits together.  You’re too big…or she’s too small.”
Phillip quickly divined the answer to that problem.  In his blue princess gown, with Dolly cradled in one arm, he stooped down and picked up the little girl in her pink dress with his free arm where his wand was dangling from his wrist.  He cradled her on his hip and managed to grab the wand in his hand as well.  Then, while the little girl laughed, the mother took several more pictures. 
“Totally precious!” the mother declared as she finished.  “Thank you, so much,” she added as Phillip set her daughter on the floor.
“Um…you’re welcome,” Phillip replied.  A moment later, the woman dragged her daughter down to the end of the aisle where they turned out of sight, but the little girl had kept trying to look back at him the entire way.  Phillip breathed a sigh of relief.  He was glad they were gone.  But…had he enjoyed himself with the little girl?  As much as he hated to say it, he realized that it hadn’t been that bad.  There had been no “sexual” thrill in it at all, and yet, it had been…somewhat fun.
By the time Phillip paid for his groceries, and refreshed his lipstick just inside the door, and actually got out of the grocery story, he had been seen by way too many people, played with another “princess,” been subjected to non-stop humiliation everywhere he looked…and he was as horny as he could ever remember being.  And the clock in his car told him he still had more than half an hour that he had to kill before he could go home. 
Since it was getting late, and he was hungry, he decided he had little choice but to actually go inside of the fast food restaurant where he would normally have stayed in his car.  When he got there, he was pleased to see that there were only a few cars in the parking lot.  Holding Dolly tightly in one arm and his purse and wand in his other hand, he got out of the car and nervously approached the building.  He could see a few people inside looking at him through the big plate glass windows from the moment he got out of his car.  He had no doubt that the big bright tiara on his head was probably acting like a neon sign, pointing straight at him. 
He actually hugged Dolly tighter for a moment as he opened the door and stepped inside.  His eyes immediately started scanning the interior.  He saw only about half a dozen customers, most of whom were now looking at him with either surprised or amused looks on their faces.  By the time he approached the counter, he figured every worker in the place had come out for a look at him.
“Oh my God!” one of the girls way back toward the drive-thru window exclaimed as she stared at him.  “It’s the guy from the car!”
Yeah, they all knew about him.  Nervously, he approached the cash register, trying to keep his eyes on the menu overhead while he decided what he wanted to eat – which he already knew. 
“You decided to come inside!” the girl behind the register exclaimed.  “And you’ve got a princess outfit on today!”
Phillip could feel his face turning red.  Coming in here had been a bad idea.  But he was there now and he still had time he had to kill in a public place where people could see him…and laugh at him.  “Um…yeah,” he said simply.  “Can I have…”
“Your doll is adorable,” she said.
“Um…yeah,” he replied, trying to keep his eyes on the sign overhead.  “I’d like…”
“How come you brought it in with you?  The wand too?”
“Um…they go with the outfit,” he explained before turning his eyes back to the sign overhead.  “I think…”
“How come you always wear the weird women’s clothes?” the girl asked next.  “And especially that outfit tonight?”
“Um…costume party,” he replied as his eyes went back to the menu board.  “I’d like…”
“But how about all the rest of the time, when you don’t get out of your car?”
Phillip figured it was time to find a new fast-food restaurant.  Obviously, he had too much of a reputation there already.  “Um…what are the chances of getting some food tonight?” he asked.
“Oh, no problem,” the girl replied.  “You mean, you really wanted something?”
Phillip was tempted to hit her with his magic wand – turn her into a frog or something.
There were no “good” seats in the place where he could sit out of the way without being seen…and he did look carefully before he finally selected a table that was unfortunately next to one of the plate glass windows.  It was either that where he could only be seen well from one side, or sit in the middle where he could be seen all too well by everyone.  He quickly refreshed his lipstick and started eating.  Nervously.  Even more nervously since just after he started eating several cars drove up and he watched as a number of young women got out of them.  College girls he figured.  And they all saw him through the window.  Just great!
Things didn’t improve at all for Phillip as the girls all came inside – ignoring the counter where they would have to order their food.  Instead, they all seemed to head straight for him.
“Such a pretty tiara,” one of them said laughingly as she came and sat down right across from him at the table.  She was soon joined in the booth by another one…and another girl shoved him over and sat in the same seat where he was sitting…and he couldn’t count the number of girls who were standing at the side of the table. 
Phillip really wished he had decided to stay in the grocery store instead.  He could have simply started shopping all over again. 
“So where’s the party?” the girl who had spoken a moment earlier asked.
“Right here,” the girl sitting next to Phillip replied as they all started laughing. 
“Oh look at the doll!” One of them exclaimed as she caught sight of Dolly down by Phillip’s side.  “She’s adorable!”
“Let me see it!” another of the girls asked.
Phillip’s eyes searched across a few of the girls, then nervously, he reached down and pulled Dolly up onto the table, keeping her way back from where the girls could reach her…but not quite far enough from where the girls on the other side of the table could reach…unfortunately.  The girl closest to Dolly quickly reached out and grabbed her. 
“Oh my God!” she exclaimed as she hugged the doll to her chest.  “This thing is so soft.”
“Let me feel!” another of the girls exclaimed.
Phillip watched in horror as Dolly got passed around to each and every girl there.  Dolly was certainly getting a lot of love, Phillip was simply too scared to know what was going on.
While the girls were all mostly focused on Dolly, Phillip suddenly felt something pull at his left wrist.
“Hey, what’s this?” the girl sitting next to him asked as she pulled his wand up that had been dangling from his wrist.  “It’s a magic wand!” she exclaimed as she held it straight up and started laughing.  “How perfect!”
“Did you do any magic with it tonight?” another of the girls laughingly asked.
Phillip didn’t bother replying.  Instead, he grabbed the wand out of her hand and held it so they couldn’t try to pass that around too.  Of course, they would have had to untie it from his wrist first, which wasn’t all that bad an idea.
“Hey,” the one sitting next to him exclaimed as she suddenly scooted in closer to him.  “Somebody take my picture!” 
Horrified, Phillip had to endure being photographed with the girl…then with another girl…then with another.  By the time they finished taking pictures, he had not only been photographed with each of them, but there had been a lot of group shots as well. 
“Hey,” one of them said, “I can’t stay much later.”
Phillip was so relieved when all of them finally left him alone.  Most of them headed for the counter to order some food, some of them headed directly out to one of the cars.  Phillip left most of his dinner untouched.  He quickly refreshed his lipstick, grabbed his purse, wand, and Dolly and hurried out to his car.  Whew!  He’d never go there again!  He checked the clock in his car.  Way past time to be home.  He wasted no time at all in heading back to his apartment.

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Hypnotized and Humilited - Chapter 27 Part 3 of 4

Hypnotized and Humiliated
By Karen Singer

Chapter 27 Part 3 of 4

“Moooo!”  The moo Marian let out was one of pure relief as the milking machine finally started draining the pressure off of her aching udders…breasts!  She shook her head a bit at the relief as the pressure started draining away, which made her bell clang again.  She hated that bell, but she was becoming more used to it…at least there in the apartment. 
As she closed her eyes, she thought again about Vivian.  The crazy woman had managed to find another totally yellow outfit again.  Totally yellow!  And as far as Marian could see, everything the demented woman had worn was different than the day before.  There was no doubt that those DVDs were working on her.  Now if she could just get time to finish the last DVD before tomorrow.  She had to get it finished!  She had to get herself out of the mess she was in – before she really did start believing she was a cow.  She mooed again at that thought.
Was Vicious Vivian coming tonight to hypnotize them again?  She was sure that she was.  If Vivian kept to her usual schedule, then she had no doubt at all that the crazy woman would be there.  Her only real question was if Vivian would be there before or after she was done being milked.  She was betting before.
The sudden knock on the door brought out yet another moo from Marian.  She had been right.  Vivian had shown up before she was done.  In fact, Phillip hadn’t even emptied her milking machine the first time yet.  A moment later, her vision was filled with the color yellow.
“Oh how marvelous you look,” Vivian said wickedly as she stood over Marian and watched the milk coming heavily out of her.  She quickly turned to Phillip.  “Farmer Phyllis, those bottles are going to need emptying soon.”
“Yeah,” Phillip replied.  “I was just about to do that when you arrived.”
“Well get to it.  Your cow is waiting!”
With the stupid wand still dangling from his wrist, Phillip switched off the machine and removed it from Marian’s neck.  He was aware of Mistress Vivian following him into the kitchen where she watched as he poured it all out into two baby bottles – filling one of them completely and more than half of the second bottle.  She didn’t say another word until Marian was hooked up to the machine again and the milk was flowing from her udders.  And then as soon as he was temporarily done with Marian, he turned around and she said, “Phyllis sucks her thumb!  Immediately he closed his eyes, raised his thumb to his mouth, and dropped into a very deep trance.
As always, Vivian was totally delight at seeing Phillip drop into the trance.  He looked even more precious this time dressed as a princess.  Especially with Dolly in his arms and that silly wand dangling from his wrist.  She sat him down on the couch, and while Marian was still being milked, started taking him deeper and deeper into his trance.  Since Marian still had a long time to be milked, she spent a longer time than usual trying to take Phillip deeper.  Then she pulled out her list for him and one by one, reminded him of absolutely everything that was required of him now.  By the time she was done with him, it was time for Marian’s milking to end.  She woke Phillip up and told him to take care of his cow. 
Marian had listened as Vivian had taken care of Phillip during her milking.  As much as she hated it, she had been hypnotized by Vivian so many times now that she herself had almost dropped into a trance as Vivian took Phillip deeper and deeper.  Fortunately, concentrating on the useless feeling of her fingers inside her kept her from that fate. 
She was surprised when Vivian told Phillip to release her from her stall the moment the machine was off of her neck.  She was surprised, but she wasn’t.  She was really surprised because Vivian had told him to release her so quickly.  Marian wasn’t looking forward to being hypnotized by Vivian again.  She dreaded the prospect of it.  But she already knew it was a foregone conclusion.  She mooed as she crawled out of her stall, but before she had a chance to even climb to her feet, she heard the dreaded command that immediacy sent her into her own thumb sucking trance.
Vivian didn’t take nearly as much time deepening Marian’s trance as she had with Phillip.  In fact, she didn’t spend nearly as much time with Marian at all.  There was a sale going on and she had money to save!  The fact that she rushed more than usual with Marian didn’t worry Vivian at all.  She still had Marian hypnotized and she was still putting everything into Marian’s pea sized brain again.  But the sale beckoned, and the moment she finished with Marian, she waved a quick goodbye to her playthings and was out the door.  As she left, all of Vivian’s thoughts were centered around two things, saving money, and the color yellow!  Hopefully, she would find lots of yellow things on sale tonight! 

Phillip was nearly finished drinking another baby bottle by the time that Mistress Vivian left.  He had watched most of what Vivian had done with Marian – the same thing that Mistress Vivian always did – with both of them.  He was glad that Mistress Vivian was gone now – and not glad.  He wasn’t glad because now he had to go shopping.  And he wasn’t looking forward to it at all.
But before he could go shopping he had other things to worry about first.  “Hungry?” he asked Marian as soon as Mistress Vivian had gone.
Marian shrugged as she concentrated on that thought.  “I think so, but I’m not totally sure.”
Phillip rolled his eyes.  “You said you needed time to finish that DVD,” he said to her.
Marian nodded.  “I’ve got to finish it tonight,” she told him.  “It’s vital!”
“Yeah, I know that now,” Phillip replied.  He stared at her for a moment.  “Look,” he finally said, “I know you can’t help me tomorrow night.  But if there’s any chance at all of keeping me from doing that in the future, then I have to let you try.  After last night, I really don’t want to do anything at all to upset Mistress Vivian, but at the same time, I’m too afraid of what else she might do to me.  If you can somehow stop her with that DVD, then I don’t think I have a choice but to let you do it.  I’m not looking forward to tomorrow night at all.  It sickens me like you wouldn’t believe.  But I’m looking for any hope at all to get out of it as soon as possible – even though I’m more afraid of the consequences if she finds out.”
Marian was surprised at how amiable he was being today.  She had fully expected him to send her back to her stall at any moment.  Maybe it was the princess dress.  “Like I told you, those DVDs are already working on her.  I’m hoping that this will be the last DVD I have to make.  I’m pretty sure it will be, but I just need time to finish it…as a human.”
He again stared at her for a moment.  “I need to get out of what she’s got planned for me.  Somehow!” he said.
“Do you mind if I start working on it now?” she asked.
“He nodded,” if you want.
Marian didn’t wait a moment.  Her bell clanged horribly as she hurried to the desk where she started setting up her computer.  She was just sitting down to start working again when Phillip walked up and set a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a tall glass of Coke down on the desk next to her, along with one of her dreaded pills.  Marian’s stomach started growling.  “Thanks,” she said gratefully as she immediately reached for the sandwich.  The first bite of food was pure heaven.
“Marian,” Phillip said, “I’ve got to go shopping tonight.”
“I know,” Marian replied with her mouth full of food.
“What do you want me to wear?”
Marian looked at him.  He was being nice to her for once.  Did she dare go easy on him and dress him in something that wasn’t so outlandish?  She was about to do just that, when another thought hit her.  With her mouth still chewing, she asked.  “Phillip, can you be honest with me for a minute?”
Phillip was surprised by the question.  “I guess,” he replied.
“How bad was wearing that princess outfit for you today – honestly!  You looked like you were enjoying yourself more than once.”
Phillip thought about that as his face immediately turned red.  “Maybe,” he conceded.
Marian nodded.  “In that case, why don’t you leave it on while you’re shopping?  I have no doubt that if you enjoyed wearing it at the office, then you’ll enjoy wearing it out shopping too.”
Phillip’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head.  Just the thought of it was a total nightmare!  And…it was one of the nightmares that was also one of his fantasies.  His secret dreams.  Did Marian somehow know?  Or was she just being cruel…or kind?  He didn’t know which.  He gulped.  “You really want me to wear this?  Shopping?”
Marian only shrugged.  “Sure.  You look really…interesting.  And…to tell the truth, you kind of look like you’re dressed just to have some fun.  So why shouldn’t you wear it…and have some fun?”
Phillip’s head went spinning at that thought.  Have some fun?  Was she kidding?  But his reply was just the same question, “You really want me to wear this?”
Marian nodded.  “Have fun.”  Five minutes later, she certified that both Phillip and Dolly looked totally adorable, and watched as they walked out the door…leaving the apartment quiet.  With him having to be gone for the next few hours, Marian had all the time she needed to finish the DVD – as a human.  She mooed her satisfaction at the situation.

Princess Phyllis had to spend two hours wandering around in public.  He had to do some grocery shopping before he went home, but that wouldn’t eat up the entire two hours.  He had one other place he had figured earlier that he wanted to go to – that he also figured should prove interesting…especially given the way he was dressed.  He wasn’t sure if that other place would be one where he could spend much time though. 
He had a vague idea of where the store was and he drove there first.  Just getting out of the car was nerve wracking for him.  He saw a few heads from people on the sidewalk in front of the other stores turning to look at him.  After hooking his purse over his arm, he grabbed his wand so it wasn’t dangling from his wrist.  Dolly just seemed to automatically cradle herself in his other arm.  He was very aware of the people still watching him as he headed from the parking lot toward the row of stores.  He figured he looked stupid – but also like an overgrown child dressed the way he was.  With that “happy” thought on his mind, he was tempted to start skipping like a child for the amusement of the people watching him.  He gave into the temptation the moment he got up on the sidewalk, and skipped the last few yards to the store entrance.  He was sure the people had enjoyed the show.  Besides, none of them knew him.  None of them would ever see him again – hopefully.  And, it was his fantasy.  Marian had suggested he have some fun, and skipping like a child did indeed turn out to be…well, if not fun, it had certainly been thrilling – doing it right in front of total strangers.
As he walked into the store, his eyes were immediately caught by the faces of the two salesgirls behind the counter.  Their surprised faces and unbelieving stares told him how really silly he looked.
“Oh…my…God!” one of the girls exclaimed.
The other girl recovered faster though.  “I know you didn’t buy that costume here,” she said.  “We don’t have that particular one.  But we’ve got a few others if you’re interested.”
Phillip smiled.  The party/costume store probably would have a few more princess outfits that he would more than likely love to look at and perhaps buy – under different circumstances, but he wasn’t about to start down that road – unless nobody would ever find out.  “Um…he said hesitantly.  “Do you mind if I just look around for a few minutes first?”
“Feel free,” the girl replied.
“Where’s the party?” the other girl asked.
Phillip smiled as his brain tried to quickly come up with an answer.  “At a friend’s house,” he replied as he moved further into the store.  Finding the costume section was easy, and it had lots of tall racks with lots of costumes available.  All types of costumes.  He would have asked for what he was really looking for, but he was more interested in finding a way to just kill some time.  He turned quickly though as one of the salesgirls suddenly appeared at the end of the aisle.
“If you’re already dressed for the party, what do you need another costume for?”
Phillip smiled.  “It’s not for me.  It’s for…my girlfriend.”
“And you’re the one wearing the princess dress?”
He shrugged.  “It wasn’t my idea.  Trust me!”
“I believe it,” she replied. 
“If you want more princess dresses, we’ve got a ton of them on a rack in the back.”
“I’ll get to them,” he replied.  “But I really wanted to see if I could find her something different.”
“Okay,” she said.  “Let me know if I can help.”
Phillip kept slowly looking at things, but he noticed that the girl wasn’t going away.
“If you’re all dressed for the party, then shouldn’t your girlfriend be dressed already too?  Shouldn’t she already have a costume?”
Panic time again as Phillip forced his brain into action.  “Um…she ruined it by spilling something all over it,” he told her.  “Now she’s making me find her something else to wear.”
“And she sent you out like that?”
He shrugged.  “What can I say?”  He turned back to looking at the costumes on the shelves.
“What kind of costume did your girlfriend have?” the girl asked.
Would this woman never leave him alone?  He almost told her a cow costume, but at the last moment he decided on something different.  “She had a prince costume to go with my princess one.”
“Oooohhh.  Cool,” the girl replied.  “You’re switching places.  And she spilled something on it?”
“Um…Not quite.  I’m afraid I’m the one who did the spilling.  And now you know why she sent me out like this.  Do you know how bad red wine can stain white pants?”
“That’ll do it!” the girl agreed with a laugh.  “So it’s your fault!”
“Um…something like that.”
“Hey, we’ve got a few really nice prince costumes in the back too.  Want to see some?”
“Um, no.  I was kind of thinking of something a little more…in line with getting back at her for making me wear this – especially out to the store to get her a new one.”
The girl laughed.  “Uh-oh.  Getting back at her.  Are you sure you want to go down that road?”
Phillip looked at her for a moment.  “Absolutely!”
She laughed again.  “I hope you don’t lose her over this.”
Phillip had mixed feelings over that matter.  “Don’t worry.  I seriously doubt that can happen!”
“If you say so,” she replied.  “It’s your neck.”
Phillip didn’t reply, but his one thought was that it was literally his neck.  Not because of Marian, but because of Mistress Vivian!
“So, did you have anything at all in mind?”
Phillip really wished the girl would leave him alone, but it seemed like she was going to haunt him the entire time he was there.  “Um…no,” he replied.  “I’d really just like to look around and see if anything jumps out at me.”
“Okay,” she replied.  “Just let me know if I can help.”
Phillip smiled at her and went back to looking over what they had – as slowly as possible.  But the darn girl was still there!
“So what’s with the big doll you’re carrying?” she asked.
Phillip wanted to scream.  “Um…part of the costume,” he told her.
“I don’t get it,” she replied.  “It doesn’t go with the rest of the outfit at all.”
“Um…I think it’s supposed to be something along the lines of being childish or something,” he told her.  “I guess the doll is supposed to make me look like a young kid playing dress up.”
She laughed again.  “No wonder you want to get back at her so badly.  But why didn’t you just leave the doll in the car?”
Phillip realized now that as long as he was there, the girl was going to continue to bother him with questions.  “Um…I didn’t think of it,” he lied.  He knew it was a bad answer, but it was the best excuse he had.
“Dumb!” she replied.
He couldn’t have agreed more.
“Want me to hold it for you at the front counter?”
“No,” Phillip replied a bit too quickly.  “I mean, it’s okay.  I’ve got it.”  Fortunately she didn’t say anything to that, but it was only moment before she had another question.
“And you had to carry the wand in with you too?”
Exasperated at her constant questions, Phillip held up his left hand and dropped the wand.  It dangled from his wrist.  “It’s attached.”  He swung the wand up into his hand and caught it cleanly.  Then he went back to perusing the shelves of costumes while she giggled. 
“So what time does this party start?” she asked next.  “I mean, you’re all dressed, but you’re spending a lot of time now trying to find a costume for your girlfriend.”
Phillip had already had enough of her questions.  “We’re probably going to be late,” he replied, doing his best to control his temper.  “And in this getup, I don’t really care.”  She laughed at his answer, but he didn’t care that she had laughed.  He really just wanted her gone!  He decided he needed to get out of there sooner rather than later.  “Um…you know what would be a really great costume for her?”
“What’s that?” she asked.
“A cow!  Do you have anything like that?”
“A cow costume?” she asked, totally surprised.  “That’s not even close to her original prince costume.”
“Yeah, but trust me, it would be perfect for her…um…after putting me through this!” he said as he held his arms out to signify what he was wearing.
“A cow!” she said again with a shake of her head.  “Yeah, we’ve got one around here somewhere.  It’s not something many people are interested in though.  Are you sure you want to take a look at it?  I think the prince and princess theme would be a whole lot better.”
“Yeah, I’m sure,” Phillip replied.  “Let me see the cow costume.”
“It’s your neck if she gets mad,” the girl said as she walked past him and led the way around toward one of the far shelves of costumes.  She had to hunt around for a few minutes to find it – a few minutes that Phillip had no problem waiting though since it was taking up time and she wasn’t asking him any questions.  Eventually though, she found it high up on the shelf.  “Got it!” she exclaimed happily as she struggled to pull the big box down. 
“Can I see it before I buy it?” Phillip asked.
“Of course!  I wouldn’t want you to buy something you didn’t really like.  And from what you told me earlier, I’m still thinking another prince costume might be better for you.”
“Um…no, let me see this instead,” Phillip insisted.
“It’s your head,” the girl replied.  She laid the box on the floor and opened it.  From it, she pulled the black and white costume and held it up in front of her so he could see the whole thing.  Phillip stared at it and smiled broadly.  But before he could say anything, she stooped back toward the box and her hand came up with something else in black and white.  It’s even got this cute little hood with the horns on it.”
“I’ll take it!” Phillip exclaimed happily.
She shook her head.  “Like I said, it’s your neck!”
“No problem,” Phillip replied.
Once the costume was boxed up again, he followed her to the front check-out counter where she rang up the sale.  Phillip sat Dolly on the counter and opened his purse.  His credit card was naturally in his wallet.  And that of course was another opportunity for the girl to ask yet another embarrassing question.
“I get that your girlfriend is making you carry the purse,” she said.  “I mean, there’s no pockets on that dress, although why you’re not wearing a pair of pants under it makes no sense to me.  But that’s up to you…and your girlfriend I guess.  But why are you carrying a woman’s wallet in your purse too?”
Phillip didn’t have an answer for her question that he felt comfortable telling her.  He almost angrily held out the credit card toward her.  “Can you just ring this up and let me get it home before I get in more trouble for being late?”
“Like I said, it’s your neck.”