[Exhibitionist] Jenny's Mall Meldtown

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Hello, wanted to post my first Jenny story here as well in hopes of some feedback and sharing around. Also have this on Deviantart but can't link stuff just yet, same name and title if you want to read there. Hope you enjoy reading!

Chapter 1: Starting Bare



It was a lovely Saturday morning for Jenny as she prepared her outfit for the mall. There were several big sales today that Jenny couldn’t miss out on, especially with her needing a fresh selection of clothing. Sadly, for her, she failed to prepare accordingly as a lot of her usual clothes were in need of a wash or turned up missing. Currently clad in an old white bra holding most of her breasts, she searched her drawer for a proper pair of panties. There wasn’t much to choose from that wasn’t already torn or many years old, leaving her with a small teddy bear pear. As she slid them up her thick thighs, she cringed as the bear imprints on the front and back stretched against her womanhood and rear. A notable cameltoe warping the bear’s appearance as her blond bush and large rear were left half covered.



She found a blue shoulder strap blouse that stops a bit below her chest and shows most of her tummy, revealing some U-shaped cleavage but nothing out of her norm. The white bra underneath outlined enough to be made out.



For bottoms she had to settle with tight biker shorts that stop below her stomach and cover her butt crack. Reaching down to about mid-thigh, the black shorts cover her buns well but fail to hide her outlines below as her thighs and buns flex while she walks. The wardrobe was worse for wear but can hold up well enough, at least she thinks they can. Lastly putting on her red pumps, she hopped in her car and left for the closest car park.



After parking at the car park and her long walk to the bus stop, Jenny hoped against hope that today she would be free from another one of her infamous “Jenny Moments”. She had an unfortunate knack for losing her clothes and baring it all to those around her no matter what she did. Sudden slips, losing her underwear, having to streak home, all leading to her embarrassment with a shrinking wardrobe, sometimes in more ways than one. At worst, she hoped for just an incidental nipple slip somehow, the bumpy bus ride getting close to this but saved by her bra as several people appreciated Jenny’s bust and how it shook slightly from the ride.



Happily entering the mega mall with everything intact, she was taken aback from all the bustle and large crowds. Every few steps were interrupted by a passing group as she avoided getting trampled or carried away with them. She found the map near the central water fountain and figured she would start with a Marron’s, a swimsuit store, before getting proper clothes. She started to waltz her way there but was startled by a ravenous crowd approaching her, being knocked into the fountain to avoid them.



She cleared her golden wet hair from her eyes and stood up to see several pairs of eyes on her after the dip. Jenny’s heart spiked for a second as she looked down to see the effect on her clothes, calming to see that it wasn’t too bad for once. Her blouse was certainly waterlogged and heavier on her chest as they sagged and outlined her bra more. Her shorts were a bit worse as the whites of them and the bear made a faint appearance through the tights, which also lowered progressively from the added weight.



“Great start to the day, Jenny,” she said to herself, spitting out some water and making her way to Marron’s. She decided to just dry off there since they should have towels and dripped along the way. She could feel a change in her private areas but left them be, underestimating how much the water had impacted them. Her water balloons swayed heavily now as the bra had absorbed a lot of the water attracting the attention of many. Her cleavage had also expanded a bit from it hanging lower, the wet shine making them a greater sight. Her shorts suffered similarly by easing their way down as she walked, sticking tighter on her than before like a second skin. The wet tushie and thighs jiggled and sprinkled water around her as she made her way upstairs, a lucky man behind her having a new appreciation for bears.



Chapter 2: Clingy Crowds



Jenny walked into the swimsuit store seeing it also busy from the sales, people leaving with many bags and the workers in a hurry. A man and woman working took quick notice of her sodden appearance and they silently agreed to keep tabs on her. Jenny first found the towel area and dried herself down, exposing some of her crack and bra in the process. Being careful to not bump into anyone, the blond picked out several swimsuit types to try on in the changing room. Picking out mostly two-pieces with differing styles and colors, she also took a slingshot, g-string and cowkini with her. Chuckling to herself how Ashley, her great fine dresser of a friend, would implore her to be more daring with her wardrobe.



Finding a freshly empty changing room, she dashed inside and closed the curtain to change, her feet and ankles being in view still as the employees kept tabs on the curtain. As she stripped naked and dispelled any remaining water from her clothes, she hung them to dry as she viewed her options in the mirror, the panties falling to the floor and absorbing the dripping moisture from the others.



She found most of them nice but none speaking to her much and was beyond embarrassed at the slingshot and how little it covered her. Any big movements would surely cause her pink spots to peek out, not to mention her golden bush protruding through the top and sides. She turned around and nearly gasped at how much ass she was showing off, only working as a wedgie. Maybe her husband would enjoy her company in this, but Jenny had to pass. She tried on the cowkini next and liked the pattern for it but failed to notice that this particular set was a size too small and made of mere squares. It covered about as much as the slingshot in the important areas, exposing more overall.



“Aw, it even has a little tail, how cute!” she exclaimed as she shook her backside to the mirror, causing more than the tail to be thrown around. Peeking out the curtain to where she got this suit, she figured a quick dash there would be good to see if they have anything less exposing. As she bounced to the section, the employees nodded to each other as the man tailed Jenny, and the woman snuck into the room.



Looking hurriedly, Jenny browses the cowkinis for a better fit her size until she sees them higher up on a shelf. She instinctively starts to jump for it not knowing the show her body was providing to the employee and the customers next to her. Her rack bounced maddingly as the top feebly tried to stay on her nipples, slipping more and more out of place with each hop as they flashed into view. Her ass sounding off a CLAP, CLAP, CLAP each attempt, jiggling vibrantly and attracting attention to her while she was too focused to notice. Her hops continued for a moment until the employee begrudgingly moved, not wanting to get yelled at for slacking.



“Excuse me miss,” he said, still eyeing her ass. “May I help you reach whatever you’re looking for?” Jenny almost trips from surprise but smiles to see the employee.



“Ah yes, I would like to see that upper pair please, looks similar to what I’m trying on now,” she requested while pointing up. The man fumbled around the cowkini she meant, stalling for time to ensure his partner in crime was finished. Handing it over, Jenny thanks him as the girl runs back to change and the woman appears next to him holding two things.



Trying on the suit but not being very satisfied with it, Jenny decides to change back to her normal clothes and try a different store. Now naked she reaches for her bra only to find nothing there, the garment not being anywhere to be found. She looks carefully and can’t find it, nor the former swimsuits except for the slingshot. Her panties had fallen below the bench, now soaked from the puddle they were in. She peeks her head out in worry to see if anyone had come in and mistaken them for their own, but why would they leave her panties and everything else?



The employee duo to the side saw her worried reaction and snickered as they played with the damp bra. Not only was it a source of fun on the job, but it could also lead to more sales as people bought something just to wear outside.



Not wanting to purchase any of the swimsuits as they’d just stand out with her current outfit, Jenny sighed and dressed herself without the secondary cover of her bra. Exiting the curtain carefully before she could be kicked out, she walked out empty handed as the employees appreciated her bouncy figure. No bra means her boobs wobble casually now and anyone close or looking with intent can see her cherries poking through the clinging damp top, them standing a bit from the cool fabric rubbing on them.



Au naturel up top, she tries to discreetly cover them occasionally but instead hoists them up a bit, getting odd and enjoying looks from the growing people paying attention. With her panties waterlogged, they coldly squished to her bottom and became more visible, the outlines of her pussy and butt being on show now. She’s more careful about them sliding down her now as she pulls them up from time to time, settling with a quiver each time and pressing the bear to the outside. The slick bubble butt bouncing as she moved directionless amassed a growing crowd of appreciators, some being daring enough to capture it on video.



Not knowing where another map or clothes stores were, she departs to the food court hoping to find a sign for help. Passerbys gawked at her curvy jello-like figure and clashing colors as she stopped to see a sea of people swirling in front of her. She looked around for a moment for another entry path but saw the same crowd filled avenues. Having no other choice and bracing herself, the blond woman enters the flow of traffic as she tries to make her way through. The deeper she delved into the mess the more collisions she made with the people around her as she gets brushed against often. It started with her shoulders and legs of course but soon she began feeling more and more against her breasts and ass, causing them to fling or be gilded upon to her mental displeasure.



Suddenly a hand grabs her left butt cheek, not being able to grasp it fully from its girth. She yelps and turns with a frightened and mean look but cannot see the culprit. She continues on for a moment before feeling another hand atop her ass. And then another, before a clasp at her boobs gets her to jump with them nearly falling out. She tries to hurry but can’t force her way through the steely traffic as a tug at her shorts and panties from the left exposes half of her bush and part of her kitty to the open. Then one more to her top exposing her right tit as it flopped upwards, making her scream.



She quickly bounces out of there, thinking she imagined the wardrobe malfunctions, to the food court with more brushing and escapes with many wide eyes on her, more than usual. She walks like usual but feels something is off as the people snicker and whisper to each other with intent eyes. She notices many people not quite looking her in the eye directly as she feels a cold breeze on her melons as the nipples perk and stand up. She yelps while trying to cover herself and runs for cover, not noticing how much her wettened shorts had evenly slipped as well. Only showing a bit of her crack and a lotta thigh after the new crowd, they now moved against her hips to show half her ass and bush to the various workers and customers. Her thighs and upper booty jiggling from the freedom, she trips from the shorts’ retreat and barely catches herself with her hands.



Now on all 4s in the middle of the court, she looks up and around to see many eyes gawking at her dangling rose capped titties. More commotion behind her though enjoyed her full ass and hairy yellow lips as the shorts fell to her knees, the full moon being stuck up for many cameras to enjoy. Jenny screams “Don’t look!” against the laughs, whistles and camera flashes of lights as she picks herself up and drags her shorts up by the front to make her escape, her other hand failing to cover even one of her planets fully beyond a nipple still showing areola.



Chapter 3: Creamy Cow Milk Ice Cream



She retreats to the bathroom to calm her nerves and dress properly again, feeling hot and bothered from the experience. She notices sweat across her body and lips, deciding it would be best to have a snack to cool down from the heat and commotion. She waits a good bit before heading out to the ice cream section quickly, trying to ignore the many onlookers who saw her privates earlier. She gets to the ice cream place and is served by a grinning girl with black hair who subtly mocks her while ordering.



“Hello and welcome Ms, please, take your time. We’re all happy to see and serve you today and every day!” the server said with a light glare and eyes darting up and down her blond customer.

“R-right, thank you. Let’s see-”



“May I recommend our hourly special, eight thousand and eight, The Honey Cow Crowder? It’s a tall, milky honey-vanilla swirl with cherries and sprinkled with nuts, no dressing otherwise!”

“Oh, well yes, that sounds excellent actually. I’ll take one please!” Jenny said with some of the staff and customers behind her snickering.

“I was sure you would, it's very popular among blonds like yourself. Your total will be $6.90 please. Thank you, hope to see all of you again!”



As she left with the tall swirl of ice cream, Jenny wondered who she meant by all while the girl simply smiled and watched her leave. Jenny sits herself at a small solo table mostly away from the busyness and gets to work on the tall ice cream cone before her. A couple of girls to her side and a varied group of friends in a booth watch her quietly and intently nibble away at the cold tower.



The white and yellow swirl was decorated with lines of nuts around its lower parts, above the middle and near the top, two small cherries jutting out of it to mimic something Jenny couldn’t catch onto. She started at the top and pursed her lips to take a sizable portion of the tower apart in a single mouthful. Jenny delighted and exclaimed from the taste and flavor visibly and audibly as she then nommed away from the sides to crumple the tower. She was enjoying it so much that it was clear to see from her face getting messy from the less careful bites as it leaned unevenly towards her. She takes a moment to deeply swallow as it collapses towards her, Jenny barely noticing it to get her head out of the way as it hits her square in the chest.



Her onlookers gawk and mock to each other as Jenny flinches and sighs from the cold mess. She reaches for the napkin dispenser but only pulls out one, her face turning from annoyed to worried. She had had enough experiences to know that something like this was bad news for her, beyond the discomfort. The blouse didn’t handle the water too well so something like this would be very compromising, and the sticky substance had already reached her nipples.



She spots the two groups of people eating and starts to walk towards them for help, putting the cone aside. The larger mixed group quickly gets their napkin dispenser hidden below the table as she walks toward them with her messy milkier than usual globes.



“Hi, excuse me. I have a bit of a mess here and I ran out of napkins; may I take some of yours please?” she asked politely to the smiling group of college students. Many were trying not to laugh as they saw the white mess on her cleavage and highlighted nips, some wishing to take a picture of her.

“Ah sorry, our table didn’t come with one,” one of the boys chirped up and lied. “All we have are the two on the table, you can have them. Might have something in my pocket to help if you wanna stick around,” he offered, knowing there was nothing to give. She noticed his spotty eye contact and thought it was just because of the mess, not knowing her bear imprinted cameltoe being nearly eye-level with him as he gawked.



“Aw well that’s alright. I’ll just take these and try somewhere else thanks,” Jenny replied while leaning forward to take the few napkins she could get. Her hooters sloshed heavily and stretched the blouse to show more cleavage as she bent forward, the students leaning forward at the creamy view, trying to keep quiet. Jenny stood straight and used the two napkins to try and stop the mess, failing to prevent its approach across her stomach now and fast descent to even lower. She spotted the duo of girls across from her and quickly went over. Some of the group nearly fell out of the booth to see her wiggle away.

The two southern college girls saw Jenny’s hurried and bouncy approach, drinking it all in and smiling to each other before she arrived.



“Hi, excuse me. I need some help here, do you have any napkins I could take please?”

“Of course, sorry that happened to you. What a mess you made. Here, let us help you with that!” one of them said as they both grabbed a handful of napkins and stood up beside her. Before she could interject, the two sent their napkin clad hands from around her bosom to her neck as they brushed over her themselves.



Jenny was startled but kept quiet so as to not attract too much attention again, her body feeling a building squeal it was touched and stroked. The girls tried to keep quiet as well while pretending to help her and really just play with her jugs. Their smaller hands squeezed and glided across them as the sticky mess spread over her chest and top, dirtying it beyond what she could hope to do herself. As their hands entered between her valley from above and below, Jenny brought a hand over her mouth while looking at them concerned and worried.



“You look pretty tense Miss; you should cool off some more like earlier. Just like this,” the other girl piped up before flinging up Jenny’s top, getting a few sticky globs of ice cream on her face.

Her breasts now out in the open air again, Jenny started to move to cover them but was beaten by the girls’ hands. The left girl propped her jugs up from below while the right’s grabbed them by the front with as much as they could handle. They were then juggled up and down while being squeezed before tweaking her large pink nipples in particular like they were milking a cow.



Jenny’s knees started to buckle, and she leaned forward on the table with her ass sticking out, doing what she could to try not to moan from her unwanted help. The two couldn’t contain their laughter and amusement any longer as it looked like her knockers were giving out actual milk as they sloshed heavily. Jenny looked at the two again to try and stop them, their faces getting closer to her tits and looking forward. She followed their gaze and skipped a beat as she saw the group of students from earlier in front of her, recording the whole thing. A girl with black hair with a red streak in jeans was at the front and waved to her playfully.



When did they get there? Why didn’t she hear them? How long were they recording and picturing her? Why was she just standing here for them to memorialize like this?



One of the girls sent a big creamy slap to Jenny’s butt with a follow-up grab that tried to reach her bottom lips, her girth being too much for just one hand. They then did a team attack to reach inside her shorts and spread her cream well across her cake and into her panties. Daring even more, they pulled the bear undies high as their hands continued to venture near her sopping, creamy pussy.



A single finger reaching her sex caused her to jump a little and bounce for the crowd, more people starting to slowly gather behind and to their sides. Jenny finally kicked into gear and grabbed the napkin dispenser before anyone could take it away. She then brushed the hands away from her nipples and behind, trying to pull away, but one of the girl’s hands was still on the back of her top as she heard a terribly familiar but short RIIPP. She looked down to see the blouse still together but quite weakened from the tear. The growing crowd flared with laughter and whistles as Jenny made a second escape to the bathroom, being sure to zoom in and film her white filled tush’s crack and bouncing bear imprint.



Chapter 4: Apple Of Their Eye



Napkins in hand and a luckily empty bathroom, Jenny cleaned herself proper with some water and dried herself as best she could. Taking off her top to clean herself thoroughly, her bare bosom jutted back at herself in the mirror with a fresh shine. She then cleaned and inspected her damaged top and was content to find that the worst of it seemed to just be more cleavage showing after the rip and mess. She adorned it once more and frowned at the shrunken cover, being looser on her and revealing much more of her already large cleavage to anyone she would pass. The material also weakened and could no longer hide her nipples, or maybe that was just due to her unkempt arousal.



Her shorts, and especially panties, were unable to get a clean getaway either as the sticky substance squished between her thighs and sex. She headed to a stall and removed the bottoms to see how bad it was. The tights were salvageable, barely, having the seat of them take the brunt of cream and only a bit less at the front. Her panties however were utterly ruined, not only having been stretched to wedge some nuts inside her beyond wear but also seeping with ice cream. She sighed sadly at the washed-out bear one last time before dumping the panties in the garbage, now fully Au Natural.



She held her tights alone to her rear and shivered from the strange cold feeling that was leftover, using warm water to try and clean it alongside her bush, praying no one would come in to see her bottomless. Positively damp like before but mostly cleansed, she adorned the tights again with a struggle as they hung on her curve's details like her own skin. Her cameltoe, cleavage, nips, and lips made her feel like a sl*t. Still hopeful of getting something done out of her trip here, Jenny searched the map for a lingerie store to try and at least cover herself now and in the future, her booty testing the weakened fabric thoroughly as it wiggled from the steps of her pumps.



Jenny dodged the food court map and sought a different one with how many spectators might still be waiting for her return, this wasn’t her first rodeo after all. She wandered aimlessly again for a bit as the crowds thinned somewhat from the mid afternoon passing over. Jenny’s popularity preceded her beyond her expectations; some of whom remained did so just for her, hoping to see her next appearance. Another mixed crowd falsely wandered and followed her upstairs, getting to see her apple bottom shorts and thighs pulsate from each rising step, those sneaking past and to her side being bestowed a look at her melons capped with cherries quaking.



She finally found a clear map this time and bent forward slightly to review it, the threads of her second skin starting to break at their limit. The hivemind of a crowd acted casually and mindfully as some went up front to see her divided chest’s window through the glass. Jenny snapping her finger in joy as she found a close lingerie store, she headed off across the floor for it, the crowd deciding to mostly lag far behind to not raise anyone’s suspicion.




Emptier than the rest but a sizable portion, Jenny entered Ladies Lingerie, hopeful to find something useful for her situation. She looked around avoiding people as best she could, one tanned girl in a red dress with several full bags strutting around eyeing her often. Her eyes darted around the boutique desperately as nothing proper was left around for her to buy. She would be left to pick from transparent panties, c-strings or just some that would be the equivalent of floss to her glutes.




Jenny grimaced near the center of the diminishing store and seriously considered buying anything that remained. It was horribly out of her comfort zone and would barely conceal her, but it would be stupid to not take what she could, right? Not only that, but her remaining clothes also wouldn’t mesh with anything well and just end up accentuating her features or going against the already weakened clothes. Her shorts and blouse were a mess, but would they be better or worse than the newer options remaining? She paces around to think more on what to do next as she bumps into the tanned woman from earlier and drops one of her thongs.




“Ah, sorry, I wasn’t looking. Let me get that for you,” she apologized as she bent down to retrieve it, suddenly hearing the last thing she wanted to hear.



RRRIIIIPPP



The dirty tights just couldn’t hold her any longer and finally gave in to her mass. She freezes for a moment, garment in hand, and lets out a hushed “Oh No” from her O-shaped lips as her spare hand feels around for inspection. Her fingers glided from the top of her shorts to soon feel a large space of her bare caboose, stretching from her visible butthole to some strands of hair above her pussy. Her own hairy pussy lips open for anyone to see if they so much as gave her two cents of attention. Her hand stayed there for a moment in shock as it settled in, hearing a snotty voice enter her ears.



“Are you really touching yourself? God, what a sl*t!” the preppy bagged girl said as she sn*tched the thong from Jenny’s hand.

“W-wait no! No, I wasn't trying to do that! P-please, do you have anything in there I could wear? I can pay you back,” She protested and appealed as she shot up with her tatas flashing a hello to the girl’s face.

“Yea, fat chance blondie. You’d need three pairs of stuff to cover those milkers, not to mention that dump truck. Buh-Bye!” The girl said as she swayed out of the store, her smaller shapely bottom sashaying freely in the flowy red dress. Jenny was about to cover her front until she heard a camera snap from behind, a man taking a picture of her ass as the girl next to him gave him an elbow and a disapproving look to Jenny. She quickly contained her cherries and dashed out of the store with her hands covering her bottom.

“Ok, no more of this. I HAVE to leave now!”



Chapter 5: Evening of Eve



Jenny’s body carried her from the lingerie store to the front of the mall as quickly as she could manage, holding her breasts and butt deftly as they shook. Her poorly kept titties took turns jumping out of her blouse and flashing her pink nipples to everyone around her while her quivering cheeks flexed against every long stride only the middle being covered by her hand. They were already ripped from the back and partly below, but her wild movements worked against her as the tear spread to her sex and now displayed her bush, the top’s threads splitting at her back. Her amassed followers from before seeing her dash out but were unable to follow with her sudden speed, being left with an idea of what had happened. Dodging and leaving all the crowds behind with one final streak, she escaped to everyone’s sorrow for the bus stop.



Narrowly entering the bus before it had time to leave, she catches her breath and pants heavily for the driver and those seated to see clearly. Her heaving breasts got the most attention as she paid the fare and went to cover what her pants could not. Searching for a seat and finding most of the students from earlier near the back, she resided standing next to them for the ride home. No seats were left, and the front was already filled with standees, leaving her to the familiar group that saw her before. She got some odd stares at her jumbling proportions making her way to the back, the college students smiling as she nervously stood in the middle of them and turned forward.



They all stared keenly at her and her bouncy bits, one of the boys behind her taking a picture of her torn shorts, capturing part of her pale cheeks from the above angle. She felt their eyes on her like she was under a microscope and opted to cover her pants like before instead of holding onto the bus handles. While trying to disassociate from the situation, the bus takes a mean lurch that throws one of Jenny’s boobs to the open air and lands her on one of the boy’s laps, feeling a short bulge against her exposed bum. She sits frozen for a moment with partly open legs, startled at the feeling and seeing the girl across from her taking a flash at her.



“H-hey, delete that!” Jenny said, covering herself quietly enough to not get the front’s attention. Her body subconsciously scooted backwards giving the boy’s erection a prop up and causing him to flinch. The black-haired girl with a red streak just looked her dead in the eyes and smirked as she leaned closer and spoke between her eyes and balloons.



“Oh, you aren’t in the position to be demanding things, lady,” she said smugly and shaking her phone at Jenny. “I happen to know that several security guards were scouring the mall for you after your food court entrance. They were stupid enough to not ask us about details, but I’m certain they’d appreciate all the evidence my friends and I have. Wouldn’t even take me a minute,” she wagered as her fingers started to dial away.

“Wait no no don’t do that!” Jenny blushed as she couldn’t bear the consequences and likely embarrassment she’d have to endure. She stopped and looked her over for a moment as if coming to a conclusion about something.

“That’s what I like to hear, but this is such a long ride home and I might slip it out of boredom. Care to keep me company until then Ms?” she offered as she left a pat on her lap. Jenny’s eyes changed as she picked up on her proposal and squirmed slightly, giving the man a great sensation.



She begrudgingly accepts and sits on her lap, the girl feeling the cake lightly press into her thighs as the rest peer at her deep valley and areolas. Her former seat sighed from his loss but quickly perked back up at his new view. Happy and getting comfortable, the woman feels around Jenny’s back and lowers her hand to the top of her shorts, feeling around the tear.



“I’m Lucy by the way, what’s your name?” she asked coyly trying to make conversation, Jenny just turning away from her and pouting. “Tsk, alright then milkers. Would you like to explain why you just so happened to expose yourself at the mall on its busiest day in years? You give me the vibes of an exhibitionist or something with how you didn’t even bother to wear panties or a bra with these things. You probably tore them yourself just like how you let those two country girls milk you earlier huh?”



Jenny opened her mouth to protest but decided to save her breath, knowing that she wouldn’t understand and just mock her more. Lucy takes this as affirmation and chuckles, deciding to play along with her big streak. First, she used her left hand to feel inside her shorts and grip what she could of her buns again and again, making the blond fluster and squirm over her lap to expand the rip oh so slightly. Afterwards, she uses her right to slightly lower the top and shake her rack along with the bus. A sudden and final tear from the back occurring as it falls forward.



Jenny’s reflexes spring into action as she dives for it and barely misses, making her split expand and exposing most of her ass, lips, and donut to the girl in a prime position. Quick with her hands, she gets several quality pictures while grinning along with her friends next to her. She takes the moment to pinch the derriere, making Jenny yelp and lose her grip. She almost catches it again but notices that she’s gaining attention from the front and sits back down on the girl’s lap while covering her tits, pressing hard into Lucy now.



“Good Girl,” Lucy whispers to her while patting her rear.

“Okay look, c-can one of you get my top back please? I really need it so I can go home,” she pleaded to the students, them just snickering to themselves.

“I can try to,” the earlier young man she sat on said. “I just want to look at your tits first before I do, deal?



“Heck no! You all have seen enough already, and the others on the bus might see them…,”

“We could never get enough of those blimps, lady,” one of his friends chimed in. “Besides, the top might slip toward the front and be out of reach soon. Your choice,” she finished while Jenny considered her options.



Blushing and looking to make sure no one past the middle was looking back, she sighed and dropped her orbs into view for them once again. Lucy restrained herself from touching but still leaned over to look in admiration. The man then took his phone out and took some photos before recording. The skipping bus giving way too many bounces of her bits for them to enjoy, her nipples rock hard and eying the camera. She looked around at the 2 boys in the group and saw the prominent effect she was having on them, blushing further and feeling something stir below. His curiosity got the best of him as he poked into one of them and made Jenny shiver from the tender touch.



“All right, can you get my top now?”

“Huh? Oh right, sure,” he said absent-mindedly, still staring at her headlights. He crouched under his seat to retrieve the torn top as a swerving stop slid it to the front, and it was carried out by the people’s retreating feet. Jenny looked in dismay as she covered herself again from the oncoming passengers.



“Aw, well he did try at least blondie,” the woman beneath her said. “Say, you don’t need these flimsy things too, right?” she said while putting her hand into Jenny’s torn shorts, the top tear spreading even more.

“W-Wait! Please no, they’re all I have left!” she pleaded as some of the oncomers heard.

“Oh, come on, they’re barely doing anything now, can't even hide those hips of yours. But maybe you’re just too worried about these!” she said, grabbing into her pockets and pulling out her phone, wallet and keys. Jenny scowled at her being too slow again as her items were dangled behind her.



“Hmm, ok, here’s an offer you can’t refuse. I’ll return these to you right after I complete a set of photos from you.”

‘B-but you’ve already seen my breasts-,”

“Correct, you can do the math on what’s left, I’m sure. Or you can just leave these with me. I wouldn’t mind seeing you home myself honestly,” she said prompting the rest of her friends to laugh. The red streaked haired girl fumbled with Jenny’s phone a bit and smiled as she got it to turn on.

Jenny wished to rebuttal but noticed that her stop was mere minutes away and had no time to waste if she wanted them back, letting out a defeated sigh.



“I’ll take that as a yes, great call. Ok then, stand up and face me please.”

Jenny did as she was told and stood straight facing the sitting girl, her hand-covered breasts toppling over her and concealing the little wet spot she left on her pants from her own view. She turned away with a mad blush as she saw camera flashes and lights in the corner of her eye, looking at her friends following suit.

“Good stuff good stuff, now let’s drop those pretty little shorts of yours. They can’t help you anymore sweetie.”



With a stern look, she moved her hands down and pulled the feeble shorts with her thumbs to her shoes. Lucy licked her lips in delight as she was level with her bush, eyes and cameras able to see it all clearly. Every fold of her lips, every strand of golden hair and every tear of juices that decorated it and her wobbling thighs. She took extra time to record and take pictures from varying angles, appreciating every second. Even her ass was visible from the front, which reminded her of her next step.



“You have a very lovely pussy, you know that?” She asked with Jenny just turning away from her and blushing further. “Far too cute, well then. You know what’s left dear. Let’s see it!”

Jenny grimaced from her enthusiasm as she stepped inside her shorts to turn around. With no more than 3 minutes to go, she looked back to see the girl smiling widely from the sight of her ass.



“...step back a little bit please?” the woman asked. Jenny sighed and paced her rear closer to her, not noticing her foot atop her shorts now. Inches away from the full moon, her tormentor went to work once more with the photos and videos, focusing more on the latter. Thanks to the bus’s shuddering, Jenny’s dump truck wobbled unbounded for her sole enjoyment. She had to fight the urge to slap, grab, kiss, or touch it herself as she gawked. She also got to see the golden fuzzy garden below the moon, still glistening a little from her own doing. Her juicy booty and its jiggles were mesmerizing, but she needed just one more thing.



“You have an absolute knockout booty, but there’s just one more thing I need before I give these back. Bend over for me please, you’re almost there!” she requested with a melody in her voice. Jenny almost refused but was running out of time. She bent forward as was asked but unintentionally gave her a little bonus by spreading her legs so she could have her hands on her bent knees. Lucy nearly gasped as she saw deeper than she expected, viewing her bootyhole and seeing her vagina more open than ever. She nearly dropped everything as she continued her photos and videos, thanking God for the bus shaking as it was. It was almost like Jenny was twerking herself for the camera, throwing everything back and giving into her fully.



As Jenny counted the seconds, she finally made eye contact with the man in front of her, or rather she saw his eyes on her melons swinging against each other. Her eyes led her farther down as she saw his full pitched tent poking through the pants, making her blush even harder. She looked to the front of the bus finally and was mortified to see nearly everyone was looking back at her, some holding their phones as well. She quickly went to cover her face and tried to focus back on her stop. Not even one more minute now…



With the girl behind her thinking Jenny had enough, yet wishing she could see even more, she put her phones aside and lightly blew at her bottom hairs.

“Alright, I’m about done back here. Your body is just perfect lady, I hope you know that,” she said, finally letting off a short poke to her hole. Jenny rocketed straight and turned around to get her phone and keys. With perfect timing as well, the bus just reaching her stop and slowing down. A smile on her face, she eagerly pulled the shorts up from below and-



RRRIIIPPP



She stopped fully as the sound registered in her mind, and she looked down to see her holding not even a handful of her ripped tights. Eyes now forward, everyone was looking at her speechless, even the bus driver who was most surprised as he opened the doors halfway to those outside. Only the bus’s engine sounded the area as Jenny’s nudity was adored by everyone.



“Told you they couldn’t help you,” a voice behind her said as she felt a sharp slap to her cake, it and her thighs rebounding from the impact. Jenny finally got into her right mind and started to move, brazenly tucking her keys, phone and wallet into her deep cleavage as she squeezed out of the bus into the crowded street. A $10 bill sticking up through her valley and a slap imprint on her butt to detail her further. Her mind became a blur as she ran through the city with only the consistent sounds of cheers, jeers, and of course the



CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP from her bubble butt’s unbridled size and bareness. Each clap feeling louder than the last as it attracted all the attention she didn’t want and jiggling enough to hypnotize anyone by just a few close seconds. The buxom blonde’s bongos luckily kept her remaining belongings within her deep cleavage despite how much they bounced and slapped around and into each other, her nipples harder than ever now as her arousal betrayed her. Her damp, stout thighs jiggled alongside her other features as she ran as fast as she could without a second thought. Her feet being the only part of her truly covered thanks to her pumps, Jenny would’ve gone crazy if she had the time to process it.



Final scrap of her shorts against her lower treasure, not covering her bush well, and a hand to barely cover her mammaries, she streaks past many people as she makes her way through in only her and pumps. Inside the building she calls an elevator and waits in her nudity for it as people around her stare and comment.



“Wow, is that woman really naked?”

“Damn, her body is crazy. Just look at that ass!

“Those honkers are even better; I bet her nipples are as hard as diamonds!”

“God, there are so many sl*ts in this city. Why not just go on the news already and twerk for us huh!?”



It finally arrives empty, and she dashes in against the wall and pushes for the 4th floor. She decomposes with her legs open a bit and catches her breath, not hearing the door open on the 2nd floor as a business group of men and women enter. They all stand in silence and look at the wild blond bimbo with her items in her sweaty bust. She covers up again to her best effort as they all file in and surround her, seeing her poorly covered bits nice and close.



A ding finally rings out and she brushes past the suited individuals, her twins and fanny rubbing against the men and women who scoff or try to get in the way with looks of sternness and delight peering into her. She almost escapes when a sudden slide across her bush makes her jump to the exit and drop her belongings outside from her cleavage. Scurrying for them recklessly when she’s so close to cover, she fully flashes the group her bootylicious sex and plump ass cheeks as she bends over yet again. A wolf whistle sending her off as the elevator closes, she grabs the items in her hands and approaches her car finally. Hurriedly inserting the keys with a panicked dance Jenny and drives home, thankful to avoid any police.



Finally, back at her house, she quickly streaks inside being noticed by one of her neighbors and locks the door. She finally relaxes and is baffled at how she spent the whole day out to the mall and came home with less clothes than she already had. After washing up in her bathroom, she jumps into her bed and opens her phone to see what she had missed throughout the day from her misadventure, embarrassed to see high-quality close-up shots of her vagina and ass replace her screens. A message appeared with a video of her being “cleaned” by the two girls earlier and several more pictures of her privates saying:



“Thank you for the great mall trip, my friends and I had a lovely time. Jenny, is it? Great name, I’ll be sure to tag you properly in any uploads that I find. You’re incredibly beautiful. Let’s do this again sometime! XOXO - Lucy”



The End

[i_went_poopie]

good stuff and thank you