Caught Him Creeping and Peeking on Me While Shopping

I’m browsing the aisles of this cute little shop, feeling all eyes on me because, let’s face it, my massive chest is kinda impossible to ignore in this tight top. I catch this creepy guy lurking nearby, his gaze locked right on my cleavage like he’s gazing—staring, drooling, totally perving out without a shred of subtlety. At first, it’s kinda amusing, watching him try to play it cool while he adjusts himself, but then I decide to turn the tables. I confront him with a smirk, calling him out on his blatant ogling, and watch the panic hit his face as he realizes he’s busted. He bolts like a scared rabbit, leaving me laughing and feeling empowered. Want to see how I handle pervs like him?