Back in the mall

The walk through the mall was excruciating for Tanya. Before today, she would have told anyone who'd asked that the mall she and Mitchell usually went to was a small and modest shopping centre. Now it seemed as large as one of the Great Lakes, and just as difficult to walk across. Every step seemed like a mile, and she was all too conscious of the fact that wherever she went, people stared and pointed.

Mitchell seemed oblivious to this, and was happily chatting away about what he wanted to buy. Tanya hadn't heard a word he'd said. She was only vaguely aware of being steered towards a shop in the west wing of the mall. On the other hand, she was painfully aware that the small panties she was wearing were beginning to ride up into her ass with every movement she made.

Caught between the predicament of wanting to spare her naked ass from being on display, while not wanting some stupid cartoon slogan to humiliate her further, Tanya instead just tried to focus on what was directly in front of her.

She could feel her ears burning as she caught the occasional snigger, laugh, and shouted innuendo from nameless people around her.

Eternity stretched out in front of her as Tanya felt herself become the focal point of discussion wherever she was led. Just as the panties were beginning to ride up, causing some painful bunching and exposing more and more skin around the edges, her wildly inappropriate top was also shifting around her chest.

Tanya lived in fear that the top would flash a boob at some point, or worse yet, that the stretched material would somehow give way. The stitching was cheap, and she could feel it strain. The designers clearly hadn't thought that their large size for a typical eleven year old would one day be asked to cover the breasts of a grown twenty-something woman.

Squeezing her eyes shut for a moment, she gripped tight on to Mitchell's hand. Trying to distract herself from the scene that she was creating, and the mental images she was leaving in the minds of whoever saw her, Tanya switched to trying to listen to her boyfriend.

Mitchell was apparently reaching the conclusion of some line of conversation that he'd merrily been continuing all by himself for the past five minutes.

"So," Mitchell finished, "I reckon that with the movie coming out next year, that now's the time to buy it before the price skyrockets any further!"

What the hell was he talking about? Tanya thought. Could the man not see how embarrassed she was, having to parade around in this stupid, tiny pink, girly outfit for the whole world to see? She was a grown woman for fuck's sake. How many grown women walk around a public space in pink My Little Pony panties several sizes too small, and a crop top that barely covers her boobs? None, that was the exact number of women who'd do that, Tanya chided herself. How was she going to live this down if they came across some of their friends?

Not for the first time today, she swore at herself for forgetting Mitchell's birthday, and then making the dumb decision to promise her "compliance" as his gift.

How could she have foreseen it would have led to this though, she thought, grinding her teeth as the wild thought that this may not be the worst of what today would offer.