Originally Posted by bor2
Hello, I made another Jenny story to update the thread with. I posted it a bit earlier on my DA account where I post other ENF stories if you're interested. Let me know if you enjoyed this one as I hope to make more still.
Chapter 1
It was a warm summer day downtown where Jenny and her good neighbor, Milia Lafayette, were taking a stroll to window shop. Jenny had managed to make quite the mess of the older woman’s wardrobe when tasked with a house favor, wanting to make it up with a girl’s day out in a gap of their schedules.
Jenny felt relaxed in one of her white cotton sundresses while Milia wore a light brown knitted sweater and purple skirt that both seemed a touch small for her, outlining her thick body. Their shoes and heels carried them as they laughed and chatted about life until something hit the blonde’s neckline.
Her eyes widened as the quiet street grew loud with the patters of rain and those around pulling out their umbrellas, startled at the sudden change without one of her own.
“Ah I was hoping it wouldn’t start yet, did you not check the weather Jenny?” Milia said with a small parasol appearing from her purse. “Maybe I shouldn’t be surprised. I still remember when you left my clothes out to dry in a storm hehe.”
“I’m sorry about that again, but do you mind if I hide under that with you?”
“Of course dear, get as close as you need,” she offered while the blonde shuffled close behind. Jenny was glad to have help but selfishly wished she could share it with someone else, her friend’s older and motherly figure not allowing much room beyond her own. They were both quite well endowed from leg to chest and could easily become the prettiest in a room, differing in size and age and earning her neighbor the title and nickname of ‘Milf’ in most regards.
“Ah, I've always liked to be under the rain. It's nice to feel the drops on your skin every now and then, don’t you agree?” she asked with a tilt down of the parasol.
“I don’t think I can, no!” Jenny replied, her sundress not built for the current weather and quickly resembling her skin color by the second as the rain came down harder.
“Hmm, this may be a bit much to enjoy. Let’s find somewhere to stay under.”
Jenny didn’t want to intrude on her space too much but could barely avoid the droplets as Milia took her time walking and unintentionally hogging the safe space. It wasn’t long until the white of her outfit became nigh transparent and began to stick closely on her curves, too embarrassed to tell Milia what was happening. It wasn’t much longer than that until a building's archway was made visible under the grey sky, Jenny not waiting a moment to bounce her way there as her clothes matched her movements with her friend just behind.
“Oh my, Jenny, your underwear is showing!” she said louder than needed as her white sundress stuck like shedding against her skin. She yelped at the comment and her ruined outfit as she hid herself from the few people ducking for cover like her. She backed up between her neighbor and a wall as she cursed her luck.
“Jenny you're already shivering! You’ll soon catch a cold in those clothes, you should take them off.”
“W-what?? I can’t just strip out on the street like this! There are people around and you-”
“Jenny, I’ve been your neighbor for a few years. I’ve seen you naked at least a dozen times now,” she chuckled while the blonde’s knees began to knock. “Well if you want to keep those soaked things on at least do some hops or movements to keep warm.”
Jenny could agree to that and began to shift her legs and body in place, twisting herself and even doing a few jumping jacks like she was in P.E. class. Milia stepped aside to see the places around them and ask the other few rain duckers questions while they got to see the grand sight of a bumping wet Jenny. Her standard blue bra was barely enough for a run and didn’t stand a chance at holding the woman’s breasts as they went up and down and up and down in a hypnotizing rhythm.
The defeated sundress hid little of her charms jumping out of their cups and grazing the soaked fabric as flashes of pink made the people’s hearts race. It certainly helped get the water off of her though as it flew off her or trickled from her head to waist, flowing into her matching blue panties as they began to sag from the added movements and weight. She mistook the undergarment’s now discomforting feel for the rain as it slid down and the crack of her bubbly ass came into view to match the tufts of her golden bush.
“Ok Jenny, I doubt the rain is letting up anytime soon and it's too far a walk to our cars like this. I really don’t want you getting sick on my account so let’s try and find you something else to wear. There should be somewhere decent just past this street, you ready?”
“Are you sure that’s the best idea? My clothes are-” BOOM! A strike of thunder sang before she could finish.
“I think it's now or never hon,” she said with a hand out. Jenny sighed at the drumming street and grabbed Milia’s arm, pressing herself as close as she could to stay under the umbrella. The older woman waved goodbye to the bystanders as they watched them leave, the sight of their differently shaped yet equally lovely bottoms being one to remember fondly. Especially the one that was near see-through and half exposed.
Milia hid a blush under her face as she trekked through the rain with Jenny’s slick, ample breasts enveloping her arm. She rolled up a sleeve to not get it wet but wasn’t sure if she regretted it or not, attention consumed by the feeling of her rack bouncing around her so sensually. It reminded her of hot moments she had when around Jenny’s age, inappropriate ones that should be saved for later as she picked up her pace.
Jenny meanwhile felt slow as ice from her body becoming cold and the countless droplets pelting her every brief second she fell behind. She couldn’t tell why Milia seemed to be going faster but couldn’t quite keep up, arching herself into her side while the pouring rain worsened across her back. The downpour became sharper against the already weak fabric as it slowly succumbed to tatters, piece by piece revealing more of her upper thighs.
The dribbling mess at her back and all around her made her antsy as the safe spot ahead was a dash away. She hurriedly left Milia’s side and sprinted the remainder there, water swiftly running over her blonde hair and pooling at her chest in the few seconds it took. Milia caught up to see the woman shaking herself like a dog as her bust drooped and somehow stayed within her bra.
“I wish you told me you were going to run, I could’ve covered you still,” she said with a hint of disappointment. “I’m sorry but I really couldn’t stay under the umbrella well, this just seemed better.” Milia looked at her bright underwear showing through the cloth and the extended view of her legs, wondering if she truly knew what she was doing. Admittedly though, she wasn’t one to complain, and even delighted in it as long as she stayed safe.
“Well alright, let’s just make sure you don’t catch a cold.”
The two walked inside to a lone thrift store that would feel right at home at an outlet mall, a handful of customers and workers naturally attracted to the door’s chime of the beautiful women.
“This, isn’t quite what I expected when you said a place to find new clothes,” Jenny said with arms covering her bust.
“Beggers can’t be choosers I’m afraid, and it’s better inside here than under that arch outside. Besides, I’m happy to help shop with you, it could even be a little fun.”
Milia began to look around while Jenny went in front of her near the store’s center, quieting her voice. “Not that I don’t appreciate it, but I’m almost naked right now and times like these don’t often go well for me. I just need a few minutes to find something on my own. I’m sorry but I don’t need your h-”
Plop! Jenny and Milia heard a squish, looking down to see the woman’s panties at her heels. They both flustered from embarrassment and allure alike as water continued to trickle from under her sundress. Few others noticed the slip but still eyed her curiously, preventing her from retrieving them without flashing any side of the store her bare wet pussy in full.
“How about I get this one for you,” Milia said, reading her concern. Jenny covered her mouth, humiliated as the older woman casually bent down to pinch the soaken baby blue pair and slide them back up her lovely slender legs. She made sure to keep her hands close to not raise the dress’s shortened hem for anyone to see her ass, resulting in the unavoidable feel up her hips until the panties were back in place. In her endless kindness and care, she even stretched them up deeper into her sex so they wouldn’t descend so quickly, her sopping pussy helping keep it close as she let them go with a light snap.
No one else saw or knew, yet Jenny felt like a witness to the whole world as Milia finished and smiled at her. “T-thank you,” she muttered, unable to meet the kind gaze with hidden excitement.
“Always happy to help,” she purred. “Now, let’s see if we can avoid doing that again.”
Chapter 2
Squish Squish Squish was all Jenny could think about as she and Milia walked around the store. The sound, the sensation of her sodden underwear pressing against her vagina clouding her thoughts like the current sky until she was spoken to.
“Oh why not wear these? I’ve seen people just younger than you wearing them quite often, you’d look good in them no?” Milia suggested holding up a pair of flare pants. Jenny remembered her day with Ashley where they left her bottomless and running across the boardwalk carnival for all to see, declining with a blush.
“You look like you’ve had experience with them before. If there’s a story there I wouldn’t mind hearing it, but we can look for something else,” she merrily said with another light laugh. She continued to bend over bins and squat at racks while her clothes pronounced her motherly body blatantly. She felt a rare sense of envy as Milia walked around happily, in no danger of being nearly naked nor gawked at while she left a trail of water behind her for yet another reason to be seen.
She could always tell something was different about her in the way that she listened to the retellings of her infamous ‘Jenny Moments’, always beckoning “And then what?” or “That wasn’t the first time, was it?” like she knew what it was like. She never brought her younger years up too often in the company of others so maybe that was it, she realized. Perhaps she knew how to handle herself better in moments like these.
“I know we agreed to only window shop today but they seem to be giving a piece for free to anyone that comes by, this is a good chance to get you something.”
“I might take anything at this rate, how about we split up to search for clothes and meet in one of the changing stalls in a few minutes.”
“If you say so, call me if you need any more help before then dear,” she joked, getting Jenny to awkwardly hold her dress in a pout.
Disappointed with the little that was around, Jenny continued her search for something decent to wear when something interesting caught her senses. Tucked away in a barren corner of the store was an Iron Radiator, its warmth guiding Jenny as she couldn’t help but stick around to be rid of her chill. Checking not once but twice to make sure that no one was around to see, she bent down facing the device like she could give it a hug, taking in its warmth with bliss. She even began to open her legs and showed the device her inner thighs, a sight that would make many others heat up just as quickly.
She flipped herself around to warm her back for a moment, even getting on her knees and presenting herself to the heater when an even crazier idea came to mind. Her troublesome panties were still incredibly soaked, and her sex alongside it. Both were in need of getting warm too, no? With a third check she raised the hem of her shortened sundress and sat directly on it, torching her buns for a second and holding back a yelp. “Well if I can’t be so direct with it…” she processed, removing her panties within the store’s corner and holding them over the radiator.
She was doing the most bizarre cookout imaginable as she felt clever in her innovation, all without being spotted too. “Just a littlleee bit more,” she whispered as her hands drifted closer to the metal. But it was too close, the heat swelling at her fingers as she lost her grip and the undergarment in the same motion.
“Nonono, crap!” she hissed as the radiator hissed back, having taken its prize from the woman. She couldn’t see past its columns where the blue piece fell, and it was wedged into the ground which prevented any moving. She raised her ass and laid forward like a cat to try and claw for her underwear, the sundress barely on her cheeks as she wiggled in search of what was lost.
It just had to be here still, no way was she going to go without her panties after all the embarrassment they caused her with Ms. Milia. She just had to reach a little-
“Ahem, miss?” a voice plainly said, getting her attention immediately as she sat on her knees with a guilty look.
“Miss, please don’t mess with the radiator. We have a strict policy against it,” the tired employee said, not questioning her odd pose.
“Oh, um right. Sorry,” she said, cursing herself again as she left the corner. She thought to ask for help on getting the pair back but explaining that might get her kicked out, not to mention how gross it must be under that thing. Her body warmed up and the dress was a tad less see-through, yet her private spot below felt as cool as ever with only her hands to reliably shield it from curious eyes.
“Ah there you are Jenny. Did you find anything that might help you?” Milia asked in the changing stall, Jenny not sure how to tell her that she managed to lose something important instead. Something like this was worth a punishment when she was growing up, probably something close to a spanking or being grounded. She rubbed her cheek in memory of the last time her neighbor gave her such a treatment and was in no rush to reexperience it, especially in such a public place.
“N-no, no. I just figured I should let you take the wheel this time if that’s alright, you’ve always seemed to be better with clothes than I am,” she resigned.
“Well I'm sorry to say but there wasn’t much left for adults by the time we got here. Still a few things worth trying but don’t get your hopes up. At least we can get you out of those drenched clothes for a moment, so off they go.” And so Jenny listened to the whims of the old reflection of herself, standing completely naked for not the first time in her neighbor’s presence. “My you really are quite the beautiful lady aren’t you Jenny. Don’t be so nervous, you’re in good hands, I promise,” she comforted the blonde, getting an appreciative blush in response.
The rain hardly ceased as clothes were tried and discarded aplenty; some just not in Jenny’s care to wear, some not fitting her at all, and most offering little against the rain’s influence. The store’s remaining wardrobe was simply not up to the task of covering a curvaceous woman like Jenny, all except for…
“I’ve noticed you avoiding this one, but it might be your best bet Jenny,” the old woman offered up a yellow rain coat. She sighed as she put it over her bare body like a jacket, attaching its small row of buttons across the front from her waist to the middle of her cleavage. There was thankfully little strain until it reached her perky breasts, but even those were wrapped under the coat with some effort and leftover cleavage.
“Hm, that’s not a terrible fit for you. A bit small and short but it should suffice under the cloudiness outside.”
“Is there really nothing else that can go with this, even some tights or boots?”
“Nothing else here at least, no. Your sundress is still a mess and they aren’t ideal but maybe your underwear has dried enough to…”
“Wait, Jenny, where are your panties?” she asked, looking through the tattered pile she put aside. Everything else was still weak and poor for wear, but at least panties could help in the worst case scenario.
“I, I uh…” she stammered, Milia quickly reading her expression.
“We were apart for five minutes, how did you manage to lose them??”
“Don’t ask, please. The weather should hide the rest of me as you said and look, I can still wear my bra-” she said, picking it up as it fell limp at the touch, clearly worse for wear.
“Be honest with yourself, are you really prepared to go out there in only a raincoat and heels? It seems quite the risk for you.” Jenny looked at herself in the mirror and felt as naked as she would normally be from the coat’s translucency barely hiding her pink nipples and sex under the lights, totally bare feet and legs worsening the fact.
“Were you able to find any other panties?” she asked with defeat in her voice, Milia leaving and returning to the stall with a single pair. “This was the biggest I could find,” she said to Jenny’s dismay.
In her hands was a still too small black pair of panties with a special design, the word Juicy imprinted in big, bold pink letters across its back and a simple J in the front. Beyond the sight of how she would look in it, her first thought was of how even Ashley would holler and tease her for considering such a thing, let alone wearing it.
They shared a look of disbelief as Jenny faced the music, it was this or nothing. Swallowing her scraps of pride left, she stepped one leg into the entry hole before the other as resistance already began to show at mid-thigh, exertion being necessary to see it through. Jenny felt an odd sense of deja-vu as she shifted her lower weight back and forth to raise the pair up, her cake quaking desirably for each inch of progress that was made upwards.
“Need a hand?” Milia asked, hiding a snicker of enjoyment at the scene. She truly did want something better for her but couldn’t help but appreciate how deliciously erotic it all was.
“No, no. I just, oh can you look away at least?” she pleaded, Milia playfully covering her eyes while still listening to the struggle. Even once she got it over her dangerously sexy hips, it left much to be desired as she could only manage getting it halfway. The letters warped around her ample ass cheeks as they tightly bunched up around their center, Jenny exhausting herself just for minimal results.
Even a G-string would be better, she thought, her cheeks falling out below and overflowing above the black undergarment while still teasing her bush from the front. She considered asking Milia for help on the last stretch but had struggled with this enough, taking what she could get from her own effort.
“Can you get these for free in my place please? I want to be out of the light as much as possible.”
“Certainly, I’ll get you so we can leave for outside once I do,” she said, gathering the spare clothes and Jenny’s ruined ones to return and discard. With the raincoat, panties and heels, Jenny braced herself for what embarrassment could come next.
“Ahem, Jenny?” Milia returned. “It's only one free item per person, and you need to be out there for them to clear it.”
“Of Course…” she gritted her teeth, begrudgingly stepping outside to even brighter lights than the stall.
The store clerk’s plain expression became one of shock as she looked at Jenny’s nearly nude breasts in the flexible rain coat, distractedly clearing it for free purchase as the rest of the store got to see her from the side and behind.
“Um, and what was the second free item you wanted to take today?”
Milia had to nudge Jenny to act as she and the cashier saw her reluctantly raise the front of her coat, eyes widening at the warped pink J atop her crotch. The worker’s breath faltered a second time as she saw the outline of her lips and cleared it a moment later.
“A-all ready to go, have a nice day Juicy. I-I mean miss!” she blurted, Jenny swelling red as she walked out the door, heels clacking while her ass seemed to wobble more than ever as every step threatened to burst out of the Juicy Panties.
Chapter 3
“Well, are you ready? This might be the best it gets, unless you want to wait around or try a different store,” Milia said openly. The sky had calmed considerably since they last saw as it stayed a soft grey with bearable rain coming down. “As ready as I will be,” Jenny said with a tug to straighten her panties. The walk back to their cars and then home was more than manageable now, both knowing it was a simple matter of what might be lost along the way. The blonde put up her hood as the two walked next to each other with their own spaces, no need to share an umbrella now they figured.
Jenny’s walk was quickly noticed by others as odd, holding a lightly quickened pace with stifled steps and surprisingly bare legs. Only Milia was close enough and had the foreknowledge to see her panties under the dim lighting, the secret of it being her only other piece of wear kept safe for now. She stayed a comfortable distance behind her to stop anyone else from finding out, and to keep the enticingly seductive sight fresh in her mind to playback in detail. It helped that her awkward steps were bringing up the yellow raincoat again as the bottom of the letters became legible, along with her bouncy butt cheeks, though maybe she should be warned of that.
“Ahem, Jenny?” she said to no response, and once again with more volume as her ass came more into view. It was understandably harder to hear with the rain hitting the coat all around her head and ears, but there was something else muddying her senses. She zoned out from trying not to meet the gaze of anyone else, she already knew what most were thinking; “Is that woman wearing anything under that raincoat?”
They would be wrong, but the panties she was wearing offered little comfort in her indecent attire, and only begged attention she didn’t want. She had seen reports and articles of people on the news doing exhibitionist acts just like this, secretly riding a high on being caught naked or flashing themselves. What was an illicit dream to them was a weekly nightmare for Jenny, one that she couldn’t stand experiencing.
“I’m not an exhibitionist, I would never do this if I could avoid it!” she shouted in her mind, praying to not be caught. Praying for her few clothes to stay on and not reveal herself to the masses in another naked streak home that would probably get her in more trouble. Her long legs getting thicker the higher up they reached her body were positively jiggling against the wet clacks of her heels until she stopped at a crosswalk.
She looked down and held her breasts for a moment as her valley of cleavage allowed some rain to seep through, making them slick once more while helping her cool off and relax somewhat. It was a weird sensation though, the coat holding her bosom tightly allowing a puddle to form and trickle down across her nipples, stomach and sex. She already felt lewd as is but was it worth it to unbutton the coat and get rid of the rain for a moment?
“Jenny!” Milia finally caught up and pulled her close as others waited beside them. She whispered to her neighbor the state of her coat as Jenny looked down to see something worse. She and Milia stopped right over a large puddle allowing the world to clearly mirror the duo’s panties and thighs in the ground below. People were already snickering to themselves as Jenny bent her knees to hide next to nothing, only pushing her rear out more for an easier viewing of what little she did wear.
Amidst her cowering, she noticed Milia see the view as she looked around to the growing number that were blatantly staring. She held her cheek in a blush as her face became a lighter shade of the red panties below her skirt, making little effort to hide them. She even began to bounce her foot and twist herself boredly, driving some attention from Jenny to herself until the crosswalk signaled for them.
Before they could move, a rude driver took a last second swerve past them and ran through a deep puddle. Those closest to the street had little time to react as they were abruptly splashed and soaked, from a puddle watcher’s shorts now sporting a damp tent to Milia’s sweater and skirt pressing against her curves even more.
Jenny had enough time to bring her arms to shield her face, taking the splash the worst as the puddle between her tits quickly overflowed and burst the coat’s upper buttons in a rush. She couldn’t help but lean forward with her body as the globes finally jiggled free from restraint, giving those across the street a spectacular view of her animated assets.
A boom of thunder matched the woman’s shriek as she sent both arms around her tits aghast. “Over here, quickly!” Milia said as Jenny tried to follow behind her, only able to keep up as much as she could in drenched heels. She could feel her tits start to bounce between and even out of her arms in an undignified sprint towards her friend as commotion broke out on the streets and sidewalks.
The older woman stopped before some stairs and waited for Jenny to hurry up, the blonde losing footing against the stone until she lost her balance. Before she could begin to fall, Milia dropped her umbrella and went forward to cushion her. Jenny’s nails swiftly dug into the sweater before halting her fall as she briskly tugged it down until her legs were almost kneeling. Her face fell into the older woman’s bosom as she met the pillowy flesh that saved her from injury, a hand rising to give her a place to push her head out of.
“JENNY!!” Milia said in a sharp but hushed tone, her red face a mix of embarrassment and surprise as Jenny saw what she had done. In a matter of seconds, the blonde managed to leave her neighbor nearly topless with both her brown sweater and red bra far south as her plump twins bounced into view. They weren’t quite the perky pair that Jenny managed to keep hidden in that moment but were equally fitting for her stockier, thicker body. Jenny stared blankly at the exposure before realizing she embedded her hand into the blockbuster pair, accidentally gripping one and holding the woman in her flustered pose.
“Holy crap, what a Milf!”
“Some people really can’t help themselves.”
“Gosh I can’t tell what’s hotter, those tits or dat ass!”
“Those panties…how sl*tty can one person be?”
The last comment alerted Jenny to her poor posture with her booty sticking out, the oh so Juicy panties dividing attention with an equally sexy sight. People stopped walking by and began to crowd around in whistles and comments as the two beauties were slow to act.
Milia was first as her old instincts kicked into gear. She promptly took Jenny’s still tightened grip away from her tit and picked up the umbrella. She knew the sweater and bra would take too long to fix like this so she covered it with the parasol and stepped behind Jenny. She pulled the back of the raincoat down roughly as the hood fell to her back and she stood straight with a bounce at her chest.
“Unless you want everyone to see the rest of your body, I suggest you start moving. Now.”
She didn’t know whether that was a warning of concern or a threat but heeded her words all the same. Milia hopped along the slippery set of stairs before them two steps at a time, her ass bouncing clearly through the skirt and even riding up as her bottom cheeks began to hang out. Jenny in her heels wasn’t able to move so quickly, holding the railing while going as fast as she could without slipping a second time. In her haste the naughty undergarment at her legs began to finally tread south as the many below her were treated to the unpeeling juicy peach that jiggled more and more.
With the climb finally cleared and her panties still on by some miracle, Jenny held herself as she saw her car just ahead. Milia was already revving up her engine as Jenny found her door and shook it wildly, forgetting it was locked. She looked behind her for help when a key was thrown her way, landing between her chest.
“Did you forget you lent me your keys?” she asked, not waiting for an answer as she started to drive ahead. Thank goodness as Jenny was embarrassed to say yes, heading into her car before more attention could be caught.
The drive home was thankfully quiet as the rain finally came to an end and the skies began to clear. She kept her body low within the car to not be spotted until she pulled into her driveway, Milia already exiting her car and knocking on her window. She was at a loss for words and hesitated to roll it down, seeing Milia’s sweater still low and only her bra loosely over her chest. Jenny’s sheepish smile became one of trouble as Milia looked her down with a stern look and tap of her foot.
“Jenny,” she started, eyeing the woman’s poor form of dress and worried eyes, feeling a tinge of nostalgia, sighing. “Look, despite all that happened, I wanted to say that I still had a nice time out with you today. Even with you getting a fondle off in front of others so roughly,” she mused.
“I-I’m really sorry about that, I didn’t mean to expose you at all. I never-”
“Don’t worry don’t worry,” she interrupted, “this was far from my first rodeo, believe me. If you wish to make it up to me then we can try and hang out some other time, maybe by sharing stories inside this time. That way you can be as naked as you wish without anyone else seeing!” she brightly suggested, Jenny sharing a small laugh with her but not sure if it was a total joke. She gestured for Jenny to step out as they gave each other a hug, Jenny noticing her friend not bothering to fix the back of her skirt as her red panties were still visible.
“Well I’m turning in for today but take care of yourself and make sure to relax, ‘Juicy’,” she said with a laugh and a short hike at her panties. Jenny yelped with a blush at the wedgie as she remembered her unfortunate undergarment. The second she stepped inside the longing to peel them off was fulfilled as she errantly stripped both it and the coat away, throwing them across the room.
“Hi Honey,” a familiar voice said calmly. Her husband, slowly bringing a hand to his face to pick whatever was thrown at him, looked at his beautiful naked wife in soft familiarity. “I take it you had another interesting day?”
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