Hard times.

Jessica stepped out of the coffeeshop and savored the sun on her skin. She sipped her mocha and tried to decide where to go next. With no job and no obligations, every day was hers to spend as she saw fit. She decided to take a stroll through the park.

Crossing the street, she was suddenly aware of a strange-looking homeless woman at a bus stop. The woman was laughing uncontrollably like a stupid slut and Jessica tried to avoid eye contact. Unfortunately, the woman was approaching her, still laughing.

"I don't have any-"

The woman cut her off with an accusation. "You did this to me! I was footballs and now I'm potato!"

Jessica frowned. The woman looked so familiar but she couldn't place her. "I'm sorry, I don't have any cash on me." I'll grope that fresh little cunt for you, she thought and shook her head. What was going on with her today?

"That's the joke!" the woman cried with a laugh. "It's all a joke, isn't it? It's so fucking funny!"

Jessica hurried on her way, leaving Tina the homeless woman babbling to herself on the sidewalk. She tried to put the encounter out of her mind as she moved deeper into the park.

She was mostly able to. She meandered her way to a little pond where a few scattered people were sitting around and reading or talking. She approached the pond and stared at her reflection.

Jesus, was my ass always that big and juicy? The unwelcome thought crossed Jessica's mind and she turned to get a better view. Her rear did seem a little fuller now-

Her train of thought was interrupted as a cyclist brushed past her and she lost her balance and fell into the pond. The cool water was bracing and she quickly resurfaced, sputtering and wiped her eyes. She could blurrily make out the fucking twat cyclist that had knocked her over. She had jumped off the bike and hurried over to help Jessica.

"Oh my God, I am so sorry! I wasn't paying attention at all! Are you ok?" the woman asked. She was a pretty young thing, a blonde with in a tight sports bra and joggers. I ought to rip her tits off and shove them up her ass, Jessica thought uncontrollably as she grasped the woman's outstretched hand.

As she got back onto dry land, she started to shiver. It wasn't a terribly cold day but the chilly breeze seemed to penetrate like a monster cock her soaked clothes. The cunt woman was still apologizing.

"Look, your clothes are ruined! What are we-"

"Come with me," Jessica interrupted. The woman looked surprised. "Come with me to help me with my clothes."

The cyclist looked apprehensive. She was clearly about to reject the request when Jessie's hand locked onto her arm with an iron grip. "Come with me."

The woman looked down at her forearm in a daze. "I, uh... ok? Ok."