Katherine's Prom sequel: Winter in the City
 

Part 1



As they had planned, Katherine and Sarah had left their entire lives behind. They had sold Katherine's mother car, then traveled the rest of the way by bus. They settled in a hostel, where few questions were asked. For two months they lived on the money from the car, Happily and gleefully. They went out to parties, ate out, got some of the older tenants to buy them alcohol or take them out to the bars sometimes. And, for a while things were good.

But, of course it couldn't last. Eventually they ran out of money. Their rent was due in two weeks and they needed jobs.

But, there was a problem. Both of them had thrown their ID's away, in fear of being tracked down by Katherine's mother, or proven to be runaways. True, they had both turned 18, but they had also stolen Hedi's Car. So now they had to try to find work under assumed identities. Not as easy as it was in the movies.

Eventually Sarah had a lucky break. Excited she ran back to the hostel.
She hurried into their room and woke Katherine.

“Katherine! I found you a job!”

“What?” Katherine asked, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

“Yeah, down at the mall! It's just seasonal, but it'll pay our rent for a while.”

“Really? What job?” Katherine rose excitedly. Sarah reached over and grabbed a large bag.

“Ta-da!” she said excitedly, pulling out a green dress. Katherine looked at it wearily. It was a short sleeved outfit with whit fuzzy liner around the waist.

“what the hell is that?”

“Well... it's an elf outfit.” She grabbed a matching pointed hat from the bag.

“What?” Katherine exclaimed. “You want me to be an elf for a Mall Santa? Why didn't you take the job yourself?”

“well, that's where it got a little tricky.” Sarah sat on the foot of the bed. “See, you know how we haven't had any luck finding work without ID's? Well, I saw this sign in the mall that said they were hiring, and it would be a great job for high school students!”

“Oh, so you thought of me?” Katherine said, pouting.

“No, not at first. I tried to get the job myself, but they said I looked too old. So I told them my younger friend needed work, and showed them your picture, and they said you'd work out perfectly.”

“Younger!? I'm older then you!” Katherine said angrily. Every since the events of the last year she hated anyone pointing out her youthful appearance.

“Come on Katherine: we need this. Rent's in a week. If we don't have cash we're not going to make it.”

Katherine sat silently for a moment. Sarah looked hopefully at her.

“Well, I guess I can try it on.” Katherine reluctantly agreed. Sarah squealed happily and clapped her hands together.

Katherine grabbed the dress and hat and headed for the bathroom. Moments later she emerged, Pajamas in hand. The dress stopped about mid thigh on her, showing generous amounts of her freckly thighs. She stood barefoot, in nothing but an elf hat and the rather skimpy one piece dress.

“ooh, you look so cute!” Sarah squealed. Katherine blushed and smiled, jutting out one hip in a modeling pose.

“You think? I mean, I guess it's not that bad...” Katherine said.

“there's just one problem...” Sarah said, looking her partner up and down.

“what?”

“you don't look 16.”

“16!? why'd you say I was 16?” Katherine asked.

“He asked how old you were and it was the first thing that came to mind.”

“Well, I mean, what can we do? I look how I look.”

Sarah didn't respond verbally. Instead she just looked down at Katherine's chest.

“What? No way!!!” Katherine said, crossing her arms over her breasts.

Since they had moved Katherine had resumed stuffing her bra's. Since being stripped, diapered and spanked repeatedly over the last year She was now so defensive about her appearance it was almost a disorder. When they had decided to alter their appearances to throw of anyone on their trail Katherine had taken it as a chance to try to hide her rather youthful appearance as much as possible. She cut her hair from it's old bob cut into a very slick, more mature shape and dyed it black. She wore layers of makeup: concealer to hide her freckly cheeks, thick mascara to make her eyes look darker. But, most of all she had added a thick layer of padding to her bra. It made her natural A cup look more like a D.

Sarah had disapproved from the beginning. Changing their look was one thing, but she thought altering one's bust size was an unhealthy action. Katherine needed to learn to accept her body rather then try to change it.

“Sorry Katherine, but it's the only way. Either ditch the wonderbra or go back to your mom's house. It's the only choice.”

To Katherine that was no choice at all. Her mother was her worse enemy. She'd sooner die then be under Hedi's power again.

Reluctantly she nodded her head. Sarah walked up behind her and unzipped the dress.

“This is for the best, you'll see.” Sarah said, unclasping the bra. “As a woman you need to accept your appearance, not try to fit the standards society places on you.”

Katherine sighed at Sarah's remarks. Due to the feminists down the hall Sarah was constantly trying to make points about gender and society to Katherine.

Suddenly Katherine's top was pulled away. Katherine almost gasped as she felt the air on her nipples, the lightness of her chest. She looked down, cringing at the change. Instead of the two full, g****fruit sized mounds she normally showed the world she saw two small bulges, white as snow, curving upwards into two pink erect nipples. She cupped her nipples.

Sarah pulled her dress up and zipped it again. She stepped back, looking at Katherine's profile.

“There, that should do it.” She said approvingly.

“I don't know...” Katherine said, looking down at herself. She felt a familiar pinch in her stomach, a shakiness in her thighs. She felt foolish and childlike in this small frock, with no added confidence concealing her chest.

“don't worry Katherine.” Sarah said, patting her shapely backside. “you look great.” She flipped up Katherine's skirt, revealing a black thong
which was barely visible wedged between the two rounded meaty orbs.

“Sarah!” Katherine squealed. “what are you...” Katherine fell to silence as the thong was pulled down to her ankles. Sarah forcefully pushed her back onto their shared bed. Katherine gratefully spread her thighs as Sarah buried her face between her legs.

Sarah had a way of winning arguments.

Awesome!!!!
 

This is a great storyline! Can't wait for the next chapter!!!!

yeah!
update pls!??

PART TWO
 

The next morning Katherine went to begin her first day of work. She rode the bus to the mall, then quickly met with her boss. Her job was simple, she simply led the kids from their parents to Santa, then back to their parents after they had made their requests.

“It's nothing complicated. Really you're just there to make sure that the kid's don't get upset or anything.” He led her to a locker room.

“you can change there. See you in a minute.”

Katherine took off her street clothes and put them in her locker.

“ooh, fresh meat.” Katherine jumped, startled. She had assumed she was alone. She turned to see a tall blonde in lingerie, grinning widely at her.

“so, you're the new girl?” The blonde asked, walking closer. Katherine unconsciously backed away.

“uh, yeah...”

“hmm, little thing isn't she?” Katherine turned at the new voice. Two more girl's approached. One was Asian, one black. All wearing the finest underwear and nothing else.

“I'll say.” The black girl said, getting right next to Katherine and looking down at her. Katherine stood in only her panties and a tank top, feeling helpless. These were high school girls? They looked more like models. All of the tall, and mature looking. They were all very fit, especially the blonde next to her, who had the long muscular legs of a professional dancer or runner. Katherine looked at her narrow butt, defined even better by her black panties. Katherine couldn't help but visualize her own backside, almost the definitive opposite. While this girl had two thin, perky cheeks Katherine's own backside was pear shaped, bulging out the bottom of her white underwear.

The black girl was blessed with probably the largest breasts Katherine had ever seen. Her cleavage swelled up almost to her chin, her wire framed bra barely capable of holding her massive womanhood. Katherine looked down. All her bras were too large now that she had been forced to surrender her deceiving layers of padding. Her nipples stood erect through the shirt. Nipples off two tiny swells. She cringed, wishing the girls weren't eying her so thoroughly. Even the Asian was taller then Katherine, Her modest B cups putting Katherine's perky little chest to shame.

“wow, you're gonna fit right in.” the Asian girl said. “You almost look like the little brats out there.”

“got that right.” the blond said with a chuckle. She leaned on Katherine's shoulder, her massive chest brushing against Katherine's arm. Katherine looked at her own bare feet.

“What, nothing to say?” The Black girl said again. “Well, that's okay, I'm sure we'll get a rise out of you sooner or later.”

The three girls walked away laughing. Katherine felt her knees shaking. The feeling of helplessness and shame of her body was too familiar. She was angry she hadn't stood up to them, but even more she was angry how jealous she was of these three stunning beauties. Flustered, she hurriedly put on the rest of her clothes.

i am an undying fan of this series. Please continue the good work sir.

part three
 

This was the start of her new job. Every day she'd have to change in the locker room. Her only other option was to bus across the city dressed like an elf. They'd corner her in the locker room and berate her. Katherine fumed, but could do nothing about it. They'd mock her body, her hair, her clothes while she just looked away. While she worked they would trip her and give her flat tires. Once the Asian girl flipped up her skirt while she was bending over, flashing her panty clad backside to the crowd of children and parents. Katherine shrieked and flipped it back down, but was haunted for the rest of the day by the appreciative laughs of the crowd.

When she got home that day she ranted to Sarah.

“I can't take it anymore! Between the parents, the bratty kids and these ...ing bullies, I'm going crazy! Tomorrow I'm gonna quit!”

“Katherine, you can't do that.” Sarah responded calmly. “we have to make rent in three days.”

“I don't care!” Katherine cried out. “You know what they did? Today they flipped up my skirt in front of the whole store! Can you even imagine?”

Sarah visualized Katherine's full, sweltering butt being reveled to the crowded store quite happily. Secretly Sarah often fantasized about Sarah being exposed in public, remembering the summer before where she had seen every inch of Katherine exposed to crowds of men and women alike. For some reason she couldn't shake the visual of Katherine wide eyed, mouth gaped, cheeks flushed, trying to cover herself but still revealing so much.
Sarah shook off the visual.

“Katherine, just go for a couple more weeks, until I figure out something. It'll be fine, I'm sure you can handle some high school students.”

Katherine raged silently. She hated when Sarah shut her down like this. Yet another situation where she was treated like a child. However, in every relationship there's a submissive and a dominate, and their roles were already decided. Katherine gritted her teeth and bared it.

At the same time the three coworkers were just as angry. They were annoyed by no matter what they did Katherine shrugged off their taunts. The three were top dogs of their school, dominating the social ladder. All boys pined for them, all the girls envied them. But, for some reason their coworker ignored them like they were flies on the wall, no matter what they tried.

“there's got to be some well we can get to her” Rachel, the black girl said. The three were lounging at Rachel's house. Rachel was painting her toes.

“I know, it's like she's seen worse then anything we throw at her.” Emily, the fair skinned Asian said. She was sitting on the window sill smoking, trying to blow out the window to keep the smell from alerting Rachel's parents.

“Then we'll just have to do something drastic” Britney, the tall fit blonde said. She was following along with a jazzerize video, trying to keep her practically perfect physique toned.

“what do you mean? Emily asked.

“I mean we're the three cheer captains of our school's squad.” Britney turned to the other two girls. “We've squashed every nerd, every hipster little tw*t that's ever looked at us wrong. And this pudgy, flat chested little punk isn't going to break our record.”

“Alright, what were you thinking?” Rachel asked.

“Well, I think the most reaction we've gotten out of her was today when Emily flipped up her skirt.”

“Ha, yeah, that was great!” Emily exclaimed. “did you see her face? She looked like she was going to pop, she was so embarrassed.”

“Right.” affirmed Britney. “Well, I was thinking starting tomorrow let's see how much skin we gotta get that girl to show before she quits.” She smiled wickedly, plotting in her mind.


Katherine arrived late for work the next morning. She dodged past the stage where Santa (actually a former truck driver named Ralph) sat and headed straight to the locker room, Practically running. Her boss had threatened to write her up if she were late again. Luckily He didn't seem to be around. She rushed to her locker and disrobed quickly, shoving her clothes in. She was just about to pull on her elf costume when she heard a trio of familiar, wicked giggles.

Katherine sighed heavily. Here it comes, her daily torment. Luckily she had practice with ridicule and humiliation. She turned, ready for whatever taunts they were about to toss her way. Strangely they appeared to just all be on their phones.

“wow, great shot Emi!” Britney said with a giggle.

“yeah, you need the wide angel lens to fit that into one frame!”

Katherine froze. Oh, god, were they talking about what she thought?

As if she had been heard all three girls turned their phones to face her. Each of them had taken a photo of Katherine as she was dressed at the moment. Or, rather undressed. She was wearing nothing but white, wide cut panties, a tight fitting gray tank top and. Her fair arms, freckled covered shoulders and the tan line around the top of her chest all showed clearly in each photo. Also her perky, alert nipples jutted through the thin tank top as though they were begging for attention. And even her wide cut panties could barely contain her full butt. In fact the photo Emily had taken which Britney commented on moments before was a shot of Katherine bending over to take off her jeans. Her butt pressed so tightly against her panties that each cheek was clearly defined. Her crack was just peaking over the elastic, and a faintly defined camel toe could be noticed between her thighs to the alert eye.

The color left Katherine's face. She had turned around expecting some cruel remarks, not softcore photo's being taken of herself!

“What's the matter Kathy?” Rachel said in a horribly sarcastic tone. “Just a couple photos, no big deal right?”

“yeah, I mean after all, who'd want to see YOU in your underwear?” Emily said with a laugh.

“Well let's find out? Britney said. She began hitting commands on her phone.

“Wh.. .what are you doing?” Katherine stammered.

“Oh, just posting this picture on my facebook.” She said matter of factly.

“NO!” Katherine shouted.

“No? Where do you think I should post it? Some kind of small tits big ass fetish site?” All three girls laughed madly as Katherine flushed. Her posture had become less and less confident, she shoulder's hunched and her toes pointed inwards. The girls reveled in her defeated mannerisms.

“Please... don't put it online.” Katherine begged. She hated herself for groveling, but couldn't stand the thought of those photo's on the internet, for anyone to see!

“Well, you'll have to give me something then.” Britney said with a catty smile.

“What?”

“It's simple: if you want me to not put these up I want something from you.”

“what do you want?” Katherine asked, defeated.

“hmm: I think I'll take those lovely granny panties of yours.” Britney said, sending the other two girls into a fit of giggles.

“My... my panties?” Katherine's voice barely rose above a whisper.

“Yes, your underwear, your bloomers, whatever you want me to call them. Hand over those and I promise we won't post these photos.” Britney held out her hand.

Any rational person would refuse this request. After all, the photos showed less then the average bathing suit. Besides, Britney didn't even know Katherine's real name or home town: the photo's would never be seen by anyone who would recognize Katherine. To expose one's most private area because they were afraid of being exposed was totally irrational.

But Katherine wasn't rational. At least not right now. She lived in terror of being humiliated. The fear dominated her life. Almost every night she had dreams about jeering faces, pointing and laughing at her bare flesh. She felt she had to prevent anyone from seeing those photos, whatever it took.

So, with two trembling hands she grasped the sides of her panties, tucking her thumbs under the elastic liner. She stood like this for several long seconds.

“Britney, please...” she pleaded once more. Britney and her cohorts stood silently, calmly waiting for Katherine to decide.

Finally she tugged downwards. She almost gasped as she felt the cold air of the locker room hit her crotch. She had cleanly shaven, as Sarah preferred. Her bald skin bristled at the breeze across it.

Almost against her will she felt her hands continue to push down. She felt the fabric roll down her thighs and past her locked knees, landing in a pile around her ankles.

“Hand them to me.” Britney commanded. Katherine, cupping one hand over herself stepped clear of her underwear and handed it to Britney. As soon as her hand was free she placed it over her crack, flinching at the soft slap as it impacted her meaty backside.

Britney didn't verbally react. She and the other two were reveling in the moment, the pure dominance they had over this half naked coworker. Katherine could feel their eyes all over her. Her hands felt tiny, she knew they barely covered anything.

“Better hurry outside.” Britney said finally. “You're late as it is.”

The three turned on their heels and headed outside, fuzzy hats jingling leaving Katherine cowering and shaking, trying desperately to cover herself.

Love it!
 

Love this storyline, it just keeps getting better! keep up the good work!

This was the start of her new job. Every day she'd have to change in the locker room. Her only other option was to bus across the city dressed like an elf. They'd corner her in the locker room and berate her. Katherine fumed, but could do nothing about it. They'd mock her body, her hair, her clothes while she just looked away. While she worked they would trip her and give her flat tires. Once the Asian girl flipped up her skirt while she was bending over, flashing her panty clad backside to the crowd of children and parents. Katherine shrieked and flipped it back down, but was haunted for the rest of the day by the appreciative laughs of the crowd.

When she got home that day she ranted to Sarah.

“I can't take it anymore! Between the parents, the bratty kids and these ...ing bullies, I'm going crazy! Tomorrow I'm gonna quit!”

“Katherine, you can't do that.” Sarah responded calmly. “we have to make rent in three days.”

“I don't care!” Katherine cried out. “You know what they did? Today they flipped up my skirt in front of the whole store! Can you even imagine?”

Sarah visualized Katherine's full, sweltering butt being reveled to the crowded store quite happily. Secretly Sarah often fantasized about Sarah being exposed in public, remembering the summer before where she had seen every inch of Katherine exposed to crowds of men and women alike. For some reason she couldn't shake the visual of Katherine wide eyed, mouth gaped, cheeks flushed, trying to cover herself but still revealing so much.
Sarah shook off the visual.

“Katherine, just go for a couple more weeks, until I figure out something. It'll be fine, I'm sure you can handle some high school students.”

Katherine raged silently. She hated when Sarah shut her down like this. Yet another situation where she was treated like a child. However, in every relationship there's a submissive and a dominate, and their roles were already decided. Katherine gritted her teeth and bared it.

At the same time the three coworkers were just as angry. They were annoyed by no matter what they did Katherine shrugged off their taunts. The three were top dogs of their school, dominating the social ladder. All boys pined for them, all the girls envied them. But, for some reason their coworker ignored them like they were flies on the wall, no matter what they tried.

“there's got to be some well we can get to her” Rachel, the black girl said. The three were lounging at Rachel's house. Rachel was painting her toes.

“I know, it's like she's seen worse then anything we throw at her.” Emily, the fair skinned Asian said. She was sitting on the window sill smoking, trying to blow out the window to keep the smell from alerting Rachel's parents.

“Then we'll just have to do something drastic” Britney, the tall fit blonde said. She was following along with a jazzerize video, trying to keep her practically perfect physique toned.

“what do you mean? Emily asked.

“I mean we're the three cheer captains of our school's squad.” Britney turned to the other two girls. “We've squashed every nerd, every hipster little tw*t that's ever looked at us wrong. And this pudgy, flat chested little punk isn't going to break our record.”

“Alright, what were you thinking?” Rachel asked.

“Well, I think the most reaction we've gotten out of her was today when Emily flipped up her skirt.”

“Ha, yeah, that was great!” Emily exclaimed. “did you see her face? She looked like she was going to pop, she was so embarrassed.”

“Right.” affirmed Britney. “Well, I was thinking starting tomorrow let's see how much skin we gotta get that girl to show before she quits.” She smiled wickedly, plotting in her mind.


Katherine arrived late for work the next morning. She dodged past the stage where Santa (actually a former truck driver named Ralph) sat and headed straight to the locker room, Practically running. Her boss had threatened to write her up if she were late again. Luckily He didn't seem to be around. She rushed to her locker and disrobed quickly, shoving her clothes in. She was just about to pull on her elf costume when she heard a trio of familiar, wicked giggles.

Katherine sighed heavily. Here it comes, her daily torment. Luckily she had practice with ridicule and humiliation. She turned, ready for whatever taunts they were about to toss her way. Strangely they appeared to just all be on their phones.

“wow, great shot Emi!” Britney said with a giggle.

“yeah, you need the wide angel lens to fit that into one frame!”

Katherine froze. Oh, god, were they talking about what she thought?

As if she had been heard all three girls turned their phones to face her. Each of them had taken a photo of Katherine as she was dressed at the moment. Or, rather undressed. She was wearing nothing but white, wide cut panties, a tight fitting gray tank top and. Her fair arms, freckled covered shoulders and the tan line around the top of her chest all showed clearly in each photo. Also her perky, alert nipples jutted through the thin tank top as though they were begging for attention. And even her wide cut panties could barely contain her full butt. In fact the photo Emily had taken which Britney commented on moments before was a shot of Katherine bending over to take off her jeans. Her butt pressed so tightly against her panties that each cheek was clearly defined. Her crack was just peaking over the elastic, and a faintly defined camel toe could be noticed between her thighs to the alert eye.

The color left Katherine's face. She had turned around expecting some cruel remarks, not softcore photo's being taken of herself!

“What's the matter Kathy?” Rachel said in a horribly sarcastic tone. “Just a couple photos, no big deal right?”

“yeah, I mean after all, who'd want to see YOU in your underwear?” Emily said with a laugh.

“Well let's find out? Britney said. She began hitting commands on her phone.

“Wh.. .what are you doing?” Katherine stammered.

“Oh, just posting this picture on my facebook.” She said matter of factly.

“NO!” Katherine shouted.

“No? Where do you think I should post it? Some kind of small tits big ass fetish site?” All three girls laughed madly as Katherine flushed. Her posture had become less and less confident, she shoulder's hunched and her toes pointed inwards. The girls reveled in her defeated mannerisms.

“Please... don't put it online.” Katherine begged. She hated herself for groveling, but couldn't stand the thought of those photo's on the internet, for anyone to see!

“Well, you'll have to give me something then.” Britney said with a catty smile.

“What?”

“It's simple: if you want me to not put these up I want something from you.”

“what do you want?” Katherine asked, defeated.

“hmm: I think I'll take those lovely granny panties of yours.” Britney said, sending the other two girls into a fit of giggles.

“My... my panties?” Katherine's voice barely rose above a whisper.

“Yes, your underwear, your bloomers, whatever you want me to call them. Hand over those and I promise we won't post these photos.” Britney held out her hand.

Any rational person would refuse this request. After all, the photos showed less then the average bathing suit. Besides, Britney didn't even know Katherine's real name or home town: the photo's would never be seen by anyone who would recognize Katherine. To expose one's most private area because they were afraid of being exposed was totally irrational.

But Katherine wasn't rational. At least not right now. She lived in terror of being humiliated. The fear dominated her life. Almost every night she had dreams about jeering faces, pointing and laughing at her bare flesh. She felt she had to prevent anyone from seeing those photos, whatever it took.

So, with two trembling hands she grasped the sides of her panties, tucking her thumbs under the elastic liner. She stood like this for several long seconds.

“Britney, please...” she pleaded once more. Britney and her cohorts stood silently, calmly waiting for Katherine to decide.

Finally she tugged downwards. She almost gasped as she felt the cold air of the locker room hit her crotch. She had cleanly shaven, as Sarah preferred. Her bald skin bristled at the breeze across it.

Almost against her will she felt her hands continue to push down. She felt the fabric roll down her thighs and past her locked knees, landing in a pile around her ankles.

“Hand them to me.” Britney commanded. Katherine, cupping one hand over herself stepped clear of her underwear and handed it to Britney. As soon as her hand was free she placed it over her crack, flinching at the soft slap as it impacted her meaty backside.

Britney didn't verbally react. She and the other two were reveling in the moment, the pure dominance they had over this half naked coworker. Katherine could feel their eyes all over her. Her hands felt tiny, she knew they barely covered anything.

“Better hurry outside.” Britney said finally. “You're late as it is.”

The three turned on their heels and headed outside, fuzzy hats jingling leaving Katherine cowering and shaking, trying desperately to cover herself.

I've posted most of my glowing opinions on this over at TGP, where I first read this, but it bears reiterating: FUCKIN A RIGHT MAN! FANTASTIC STUFF!

Maybe its just me, but the lack of feedback on this story/thread seems to be indicative of a lack of traffic on OCC's fiction section. How else could you explain an underwhelming number of responses on such a great story?
Keep up the exemplary work, friend.

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Then her reaction came. She screamed and threw both hands over her butt, fingers spread, trying to hide her two sizable cheeks. She Ran out of view, feeling the jiggle with every step.


Next Part:
Rounding the corner in an alley Katherine stopped to catch her breath. She closed her eyes, haunted by the vision of those teenage boys, laughing and pointing. The horrible feeling of exposure stayed with her. Once more she turned to check the damage. A large chunk of fabric had been lost, there was no way to tie it back together. Katherine looked around the alley. Week old snow was piled on everything. There was no way she was going to be able to find anything to cover herself: everything was waterlogged and soggy.

The below freezing air was starting to take it's toll. Katherine's teeth were chattering, her knees shaking so much they started banging together. The bare area of her cheeks bristled with the cold. She had to get home!

There was a problem though. Her three scheming coworkers had stolen her clothes. Also they had taken her purse. She had no money, no I.D. Nothing besides Shoes that were quickly becoming more and more damp and a ripped dress. How would she make the four mile trip home? She certainly couldn't walk. Besides the cold consuming her she had no way to hide exposed backside. No way would she be exposed for hours running across the city!

All she needed was two dollars to catch the bus.; Katherine decided the quickest way would be to panhandle. She slowly emerged from the alley keeping her butt pressed tightly to brick wall behind her. She could feel the cold porous stone scraping against her bare skin, another reminder of her exposure. Why'd it have to be her butt? She had always had a pear shaped backside. Since moving to the city, living on whatever foods she wanted and learning about the fun of alcohol it had belled out even more. She was embarrassed by how far it stuck out even in normal pants! Now it was rubbing against a freezing cold wall after being seen by a gaggle of little punks at the mall!

Trying to calm herself she began to ask the passing people. She felt her humiliation grow as she called out to people, attracting confused glances at her short skirt and exposed thighs, her strange green felt elf outfit.

"excuse me, spare any change?" she repeated over and over. "I'm trying to catch the bus." Most people walked by indifferently, some throwing her dirty looks. After about half an hour she had a dollar and eighty cents. Just two more nickels and she'd get to go home, take a shower and forget this ever happened!

At this point she was freezing. Her felt shoes had absorbed the moisture off the damp ground, soaking her feet. The gusts ripped icily at her legs. Most of all her butt and nether regions felt like icy fingers were constantly scraping them. Her cheeks and nose were glowing red as her knees slammed against each other and her teeth chattered. In a shaky voiced she asked passerby's for the money she needed.

Abruptly a hand grasped her shoulder. She flinched, almost letting out a shriek. To her horror a mall security guard loomed over her.

"Miss, are you part of a charity organization?" He asked with an authoritative growl.

"what?... no, I just..." she started, but was cut off.

"Soliciting for money is illegal on Gateway Mall property unless you are with an official charity." He said coldly, strangely alert for mall police. "It is also illegal to impersonate a charity." He gestured at her slightly tattered Elf dress.

"No, no you see..." she was once again cut off.

"Please turn and face the wall." he said.

"what?"

"I am going to cuff you and hold you until the police arrive. Please face the wall."

Katherine stood in shock. He couldn't be serious!

The guard proved how serious he was by using his hand on her shoulder to turn her fully around and pushing her face first against the brick wall.

"AHH!" Katherine screamed. She felt the air on her butt as it faced the street. Anyone walking by could see her generous cheeks, bare except for dimples.

"Let go!" she said, trying to turn around. The guard, despite his shock at her exposed state kept her pressed to the wall.

"Ma'am, are you aware your backside is exposed?" he said after a moment of shock.

"YES!" she yelled as she heard giggles of someone walking by getting a view of her full moon. "Please let me go!"

"are you also aware that indecent exposure is a crime?"

"Please!" Katherine whined, struggling against his firm grip. She managed to turn her head. About a dozen people were gathered, pointing and commenting.

"look at her butt!"

"That's the biggest rear end I've ever seen on a white girl!"

"why is she dressed like that?"

"little sl*t must enjoy it!"

Katherine moaned and faced the wall. With her hands she slapped her palms over her butt, but could feel that barely any of her butt was covered. She raised one leg, trying to use her foot to cover herself. But, nothing worked. All her struggling just caused her pink, bell shaped mounds to shake and jiggle more violently. she saw a flash of light and new the pictures had began. She chocked back tears at the thought of even more people in possession of photo's of her bare ass.

Even worse, the cops were on their way! how would she explain? If they found out who she really was she would either go to jail or be sent back to her mother! Either option was to horrible to bare.

"Excuse me, what seems to be the trouble sir?" a voice asked the security guard. Katherine tried to see who it was but from the angle she was being held at she couldn't quite see the person.

"This girl was soliciting illegally while exposing herself in public. I'm calling the police and restraining her until they arrive."

"The police? surely that won't be necessary." the unknown female voice continued. "that's my sister, she got separated from me in the mall and probably just got confused and ripped her dress by accident." The voice said with a convincing tone.

Katherine brightened. It must be Sarah! Sarah coming to her rescue! After all, who would lie and say they were her sister?

"Well, I'm sorry but she has to be held accountable for her actions." the security guard refused to back down.

"held accountable? she only 13!" the voice said. Katherine winced. It was probably a good call, claiming she was a minor so she'd only be let off with a warning but Sarah knew Katherine's insecurity about her youthful looks. After all that had happened to her the last thing she wanted was people thinking she was a child again!

This finally caused the security guard to release her. It made sense: if the cops showed up while he was holding a exposed minor against a wall he'd be more likely to go to jail instead of her. Finally, after a half a minute that had felt like ten years, Katherine was released. She whipped herself around, pressing her exposed flesh to the wall. the crowd, disappointed, slowly dispersed. She saw the same teens who had stolen glances up her skirt reviewing photos on an i phone, laughing and jeering. Katherine hung her head in shame.

"you should keep a better eye on your sister ma'am." the security guard said. Katherine's savior walked up to Katherine. Katherine looked up at her in shock. It was Britney! Britney her co-worker and tormentor, the one responsible for her losing her panties then her job.

The tall blond smiled wickedly at Katherine. Katherine's face went from flush red with humiliation to ghostly white with fear.

Britney grasped the smaller girl over her shoulders and pulled her close, causing Katherine to stumble awkwardly.

"Don't worry" she replied to the security guard. "I'm not going to let the little lady out of my site..."