A Strip Mall

In an instant, Vivianne appeared in a sudden flash of light before unceremoniously plopping to down onto the hard concrete of a sidewalk. With dawning horror, she realized that the spell had worked, almost, entirely as she intended, transporting her to the place she had decided in her mind. A strip mall on the other side of town, far, far away from her apartment and any hope of escape.

Vivi scrambled to her feet, though she stayed low to the ground, her plump and exposed ass only a few inches off the rough concrete. If she could be grateful of anything, it would be that the day had been overcast, so the concrete didn't burn the bare soles of her feet. Though the rough texture was hardly comfortable.

Vivianne quickly looked around, praying that she hadn't been seen by anyone as she clinged onto her naked breasts, hoping in vain that she could at least preserve some of her modesty. She was in front of the pawn shop, she realized, and with the establishments few, barred windows, it was unlikely that anyone inside had seen her.

Suddenly, she heard the ringing of a shop bell as the door to another establishement opened, and Vivi rushed to the side, quickly hiding behind a support beam. She could feel the rough concrete pressing against her bare back and ass as she flattened herself against the surface.

"Oh gods." She whined under her breath. "What do I do?"