The Slitheen family had become very rich and very powerful.
Floating above Raxacoricofallapatorius was an alien shopping centre it had all sorts for intergalactic travel from a hyperdrive shop to a star chart shop, plus all the takeaways and cafes. There was also a shop unique to this planet. It was one visited by many Raxacoricofallapatorian's, including the Slitheen and Blathereen families.
It was a skin shop, it sold disguises that would be used by the families to infiltrate planets.
They had all sorts of skins but the main ones were of humans as humanity had expanded far away from Earth and had become very rich.
Many of the skins were from previous hunts, someone, who wasn't going to be missed was hunted down, turned into a suit and sold.
Some of them were skin clones, when the Slitheen would kidnap someone who people would realise is missing and clone them and wear their skin. This wasn't done often as it was the Slitheen's preferred method to hunt, with primal instinct.
There were skins from all ages, genders, from all parts of planet Earth.
On top of this the shop sold compressors so that the Slitheen could squeeze itself into the skin. They came in all sizes. The pricey ones allowed for a more comfortable skinnier suit with no gas exchange. On the other end of the scale were the cheap ones that only allowed for big skins with a lot of gas exchange.
Rax Krill Passemer-day Slitheen and Blo Krill Passemer-day Slitheen were looking to head to Earth, they planned to make a bit of money there for their upcoming holiday.
They entered the shop and the naked Slitheen at the counter greeted them.
Flix Pal Lutvian Day Slitheen: "Ah welcome, what are you looking for today?"
Rax: "We are looking for two disguises for earth, one male, one female.
Flix: "Oh excellent we have a broad range of skin suits follow me this way.
The pair followed Flix through a short corridor which led into a massive warehouse full of skin suits.
Blondes, brunettes, gingers. White, black, Hispanic, Arabic, Asian. Freckles, no freckles.
Flix: "Take your pick we have over 1,000 humans to choose from, some are second hand and some have never been worn before."
"What size are you?"
Krill: "Well we can afford a moderate compressor, so I think we could squeeze into a size eight"
Flix: "I think there would be some gas exchange if you are to squeeze into one of that size."
Krill: "Its okay, we can put up with it."
Krill and Rax looked at each other then laughed. They both started hunting for their disguises, it wasn't like a real hunt, the skins were already dead, with a coathanger keeping them on a railing.
Rax: "I will go first, Krill is so picky usually the first skin I pick will do me!"