Doug decided he'd finally do it and go shopping. It had been a month since the experimental surgery and while he had adjusted well, he found the collection of clothes sympathetic friends and relatives had given him depressing in a way. They were all their used stuff, nothing was his, nothing was new, and he wished to rectify that situation.

He had hoped that this trip would at least drive him to buy something, anything that was his, maybe spurring him on a bit do more than just sit around in hoodies and beat-up jeans. What ended up happening he did not expect at all. The very first place was just a test bed to see how he'd do and when he came out of there with four bags of clothes, he realized just how much he needed this. He was now on his third place, wearing a very nice outfit he had selected from his second stop inside. While the heels were a bit of a pian, he found every mirror, every bit of reflective surface he had to look at himself, very pleased with how good the outfit was and how good it made his new body look. By now he was almost giddy, looking more for specific things.

He had done this as a confidence-booster, and he ended up looking far better than he ever expected in the process. A great success, he decided.