Fun in the sun

After her shower she spent the evening talking with Chloe. Chloe had definitely been frustrated, and jealous, earlier, but she'd managed to calm herself down. She realized she may not be able to talk, but could text almost as fast as she could talk. They were best friends for a reason and despite the challenges they faced they both went to bed happy.

The next morning Brenda woke up feeling great. She was determined to make something of the day, instead of just hiding out in her room all day. She didn't bother trying to find a skirt that worked, she just put on her bikini straight away. She made herself a quick breakfast, just for herself. Chloe was unfortunately getting her fill from the gag. Semen of course. Although they both assumed the magically it was enough to keep her going. Chloe at least sat with her while she ate.

After breakfast the two of them put on life jackets and took the canoe out on the lake. Chloe left her phone behind, but she didn't need to talk. They just spent time enjoying the scenery. When it warmed up later in the day they took a swim. The water was a little too cold to be comfortable, but it was certainly refreshing. When they were done they laid down on lounge chairs on the deck to dry off and sunbathe.

Brenda's relaxation was disturbed by a shadow blocking out her sun. Holding her hand up to block out the light she squinted at the person above her. Of course, it was Chastity. "What do you want?" She demanded.

Chastity frowned, "Brenda...please, I know I don't deserve it but can you remove this belt?" Brenda just glared at her former friend, so Chastity continued, "I can't wear any clothes as long as I'm in this thing. Please!"

Brenda rolled her eyes, "Fine. Whatever," She reached out and touched the belt and to her surprise there was a click and two section separated. Chasity immediately slipped it off, "Ok. Just get out of here now. Leave me alone."

Chastity turned to leave, but then stopped. She turned back, holding her hands in front of her crotch, "Um...wait. I know I don't have a right to ask...but would you come into town with me? Go shopping for clothes?"

"You can only wear one article, just buy a bunch of long dresses." Brenda told her.

Chastity bit her lip, "Um...well, I'm just..." She trailed off and sighed, "I'm just nervous. I don't know how to act in this body, I'm not ready for people's reactions. I feel silly wearing a dress. I just need...someone. I know it's not fair after what I did, but you are still my friend, even if I'm not yours anymore, and well...I just don't know what else to do."

Brenda considered it. She'd never been cheated on before, but she'd always told herself she'd never forgive anyone who did that to her. Still...it was a long time ago, even if the wound is now fresh. They were young, just kids. He at least ended it immediately, although that might have been Gabe's pressure. Regardless it wasn't really like her to ignore someone in need. She realized that helping her now didn't mean she had to forgive her. She could do a nice thing but still refuse to be friends again. She sat up, "Fine. I'll come on one condition. I'm buying some new clothes too, and you're paying."

Chastity smiled, "Yes. Yes of course. Thank you so much."

Brenda turned to Chloe, "You want to come too?" Chloe pointed at the gag, and Brenda shrugged, "Men won't be looking there anyway." Chloe seemed to consider it, but shook her head. Oh well, Brenda thought. She asked Gabe too but he declined with no explanation. They decided Brenda would drive, since Chastity wasn't used to her body. It was a long drive, but then did it in silence. Chastity couldn't initiate conversation and Brenda didn't want to.

Eventually though they approached the town. They didn't have a lot of options for clothing but Brenda remembered seeing a Walmart which would do for now. Chastity had borrowed a dress and Brenda had thrown one on over her bikini but Brenda felt like they were both far too underdressed. Forget about helping Chastity first, she needed a new bra. There wasn't a lot of selection, but she tossed a few choices in their cart. .On their way to dresses she saw bathing suits and insisted one a one piece for Chastity and a new one for herself. Finally she picked out a couple skirts for herself and dresses of varying lengths for Chastity. Chastity seemed to prefer maxi dresses, probably because she wasn't used to showing any leg, but Brenda insisted on shorter dresses too.

Up to that point their shopping trip had been a complete success...and then they went to pay. They were waiting in line when some guys came up behind them. Brenda could smell the weed on them before then even stopped moving.

"Hey dude, look at that chick. She's hot." She heard one of them say.

"Nah look at the black chick. No underwear, see." The other replied. Brenda saw Chasity flinch at the comment. She definitely wasn't used to being on the receiving end of male attention. Brenda was more used to it, although she expected to get more of it now that her chest was a defining feature.

"Fuck that, I've got me some yellow fever." The first one said.

Yellow fever? What the fuck? Brenda was angry. She turned around, "Fuck off assholes." She flipped them off.

The two stoners just laughed, then one pointed at her chest, "Dude she's not wearing a bra, I can see her nipples."

"Awesome. Hey gurl, nice tits. Can we see?" The second stoner asked.

Brenda felt herself blushing as her hands moved on their own, she pulled down the top of her dress and bikini to expose herself to these assholes. After a couple seconds she was back in control and she was able to cover up and turn around. The stoners cheered which just made Brenda even more embarrassed. She wanted to run away but the line moved and it was suddenly their turn.

Their second problem came after all their items had been scanned. Chasity tried to pay, as promised, but her credit card still said her old name. The cashier had refused it, insisting she'd need photo id to prove it was hers. Brenda tried to pay next, but she didn't have enough room on her credit card and it was declined.

Their salvation, if you could call it that, came from the stoners, "Hey Asian lady, if you flash us again I'll pay for you. Wait, no, both of you."

Brenda glared at him. Flash these racist assholes for, she looked at the till, $645.23? Actually, maybe that wasn't such a bad deal. She looked at Chastity, who slowly nodded. She gritted her teeth and flashed him again while Chasity did the same.

This upset the cashier, who demanded they leave, but somehow the stoner actually calmed her down and followed through, paying for their clothes. "Just chill lady, it's all cool. Here, this is my credit card. Dad's paying but still my name. I have photo id if you insist." The cashier glared for a moment, but finally allowed the transaction to go through.

Brenda grabbed their bags, yelled a thanks, and ran out of the store with Chasity. She really didn't want those guys to expect anything more from them. Luckily they didn't actually seem interested in following them, so they made it back to their car alright.

Once they were safely driving away Brenda asked her companion, "You ok?"

"Um, ya. It was a little uncomfortable...but also kind of thrilling. I've never done anything like that before...well I suppose if I'd taken my dick out in a Walmart I'd be on some sex offender registry so I never had the chance."

Brenda laughed, "Ya. That's probably true." This time they actually talked on the way home. They avoided the subject of cheating, or really anything since coming to the cabin, it was almost like they were friends again. They also agreed not to tell the others about how they got all these clothes. That would just be their secret.

After they got back Brenda convinced Chasity to put on her new swimsuit and they dragged Gabe out of his room so the four of them could actually enjoy the cottage like they'd intended to. For a moment things almost seemed normal. They even finished the night with a campfire and ghost stories. Once again Brenda went to bed happy, but unknown to her her friends were all having trouble sleeping, all for the same reason. Her.