Sleeping Baloo
One quiet day we had a middle aged woman come in store to try on a few latex pieces – nothing weird about that right? Well, she’d been in there for a while, maybe fifteen minutes so we rapped on the door to ask if we could get her any different sizes, no reply. Another ten minutes passed and we started getting concerned. Our newest team member asked again with no response so she peeked under the door. Her eyes were met with the comatose, corset clad woman with a dildo (that she’d brought from home) protruding from her backside. She’d tied herself into the corset too tightly and passed out mid way through her naughty fitting room fest. The paramedics were struggling to keep a straight face whilst stretchering her out of there.
