We were closer to town than I thought and it only took a few minutes more before the buildings of Main Street came into view. Sven pulled over to the curb in front of a little department store.
"We'd better get those jeans replaced first thing," he said as he looked down at the damp cum stain in my crotch. "Hold your hat over the front of your pants when we go into the store; the last thing we need is for somebody to see you looking like that."
I climbed down out of the truck and followed Sven into the store. An older couple who ran the place greeted Sven cordially as we walked deeper into the store. They had pretty much everything in there. He headed over to some shelves with jeans on them and selected a pair that looked just about my size. He motioned for me to go into one of the change rooms behind a little sliding curtain not far from where we were.
"If they fit okay, just leave 'em on and carry your other ones out."
"Okay," I said as I took the jeans from him and entered the little cubbyhole. The jeans fit pretty good and so I folded my old ones up and stuffed them under my arm. I came out and showed Sven that these ones were keepers.
"Good. We'll get you another pair the same." He grabbed a second pair then headed over to some racks with shirts. He picked a couple out in my size that looked just like the ones I was used to seeing him wearing. It thrilled me to think he was picking out clothes that would make me look like a junior version of him. I could only dream that I could be as big as him someday or have a cock even remotely close to being as gigantic as his. Satisfied with a couple of durable but comfortable work shirts, he grabbed a couple of plain white t-shirts for me and I picked out a couple of colored ones. He then grabbed a pack of white socks and I tried on some hiking boots similar to his until I found a pair that fit just right.
"Why don't you grab yourself a hat there too, Kid," he said as he pointed to a rack with a bunch of different ball caps hanging from it. I looked down at the one of his that he'd given me. I'd had to adjust the strap down quite a bit so it would fit me. I'd come to cherish it already; it was something of his that was just....I don't know...it was special to me.
"I....I'd really just like to keep this one," I said as I looked at him with imploring eyes, hoping he'd let me keep it. He looked down at his old cap in my hands and then at the worried look in my eyes.
"Sure Kid," he said with a gentle smile, "that one's yours to keep." I beamed with gratitude when he said that and we set our purchases on the counter. Sven paid cash and when we left the store, we threw the bags with my new stuff behind the bench seat in the cab of the pickup.
We crossed the street to Jenkin's Hardware Store and Sven pulled out the list and picked up the stuff Uncle Ben had written down: some wire cutters, pliers, work gloves, a shovel and pick, and a few boxes of nails of various sizes. We left there and threw that stuff in the back of the pickup before Sven ducked into the pharmacy.
"You want a Coke, Kid?"
"Sure," I said as he pulled a couple out of a cooler near the front of the store. He walked over to a pretty girl standing behind the checkout counter.
"Hey Tanya, how are you?"
"Sven, hi," she said, turning around and recognizing him. I noticed as she looked at him, she kind of batted her eyes flirtatiously. She was very pretty with a full curvaceous figure. Her long blonde hair framed her cute face and I noticed her sizable breasts filled out her cashier's uniform nicely. From the side, I could see she had a nice trim waist and then her skirt flared out over wide womanly hips; plus, she had a full round bum that curved out nicely. Even with my limited knowledge of women, I knew she looked pretty hot.
"Yeah, I'm good," she said to him. "I haven't seen you around in awhile." She glanced over at me as I stood a couple of steps behind Sven.
"Yeah, I've been pretty busy." He noticed her looking at me. "Oh yeah, this is Joey; Ben and Claire's nephew. He's going to be living out at the ranch from now on."
"Hi Joey," she said pleasantly, her brilliant white teeth shining as she gave me a big smile, "nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too," I replied as my eyes were automatically drawn down to the sumptuous swells of her large chest. Man, they were pretty impressive.
"Uh Tanya," Sven interrupted, "Joey hasn't been feeling all that great so we've gotta pick up a few things. We're kinda thirsty though, so can you just put our Cokes on our bill when we checkout?"
"Sure Sven, no problem," she said as she smiled at him slyly, "anything for you." I could see that flirtatious look in her eyes again as she leaned on the counter in front of her and stuck her hand on her hip in a provocative pose.
"Thanks Tanya," Sven replied as he pretended to ignore her suggestive comment. "Here Kid, carry this." He handed me one of the little plastic baskets stacked near the checkout counter.
"Okay, let's see what we need here." Sven took a big slug of his drink and headed down one of the aisles. I followed obediently and sipped at my icy cold drink as he slowly walked ahead.
"Who was that?" I asked as I looked back over my shoulder at the voluptuous cashier.
"Oh, that's Tanya O'Shaughnessy. She's the second oldest of the four O'Shaughnessy girls. Their parents own the ranch next to your uncle's." I knew the name had sounded familiar; Uncle Ben had been talking about fixing the fence over by that property line just this morning.
"She seems nice," I said as I looked at her straining breasts thrusting against the front of her uniform as she stretched to put some items on a high shelf behind her counter.
"Yeah, she's okay," Sven replied nonchalantly as he slowed down and looked at some items on the shelves.
"Here we are," he said as he stopped and grabbed a big jar of Vaseline. I noticed it was the Baby Fresh Scent kind that was his favorite. "I think we'll be going through a lot of this from now on." I felt myself blushing as he dropped it into the little basket he'd given me. A little further along, he grabbed a big bottle of "Sensitive Skin" liquid soap. He moved back near the pharmacy counter and grabbed a big tube of KY Jelly and dropped it into the basket too. He turned down another aisle until he came to a stop and took a box off the shelf. He turned to me and held it out for me to see.
"Do you know how to use on of these, Kid?" I looked at the words on the box, "Enema Kit". I felt myself blushing with embarrassment immediately.
