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With her bodacious bouncy booty in full view of the crowd following behind her Renee was now pushing her legs past the point of exhaustion as she made her way to her car in the parking lot. Looking into the bag for her car and house keys, she noticed that there was an additional item, a note with a tiny pair of fabric.

Grabbing the keys from the bag, the sudden loud sound of several quick horns startled the young lass's grip on the keys shooting them out of her hand, as a random car full of teenagers pulled into the lot, with the wish to see the redhead's latest escapade. Groaning, she leaned down to hastily pick them up in one quick swoop, once again revealing her untanned booty and pretty rose pink kitten to the whoops of the mass of people.

After getting into her car, and driving a safe distance away before pulling over in a nearby empty parking lot. Renee looked around before unleashing a displeased but surprisingly satisfying shout.

“Fucking bitch…knew the hoodie would be flawed.” Looking back into the bag she grabbed her phone growling at the new background of her buck ass naked tied to the pole with Tracy in the foreground doing a peace sign perfectly between the ginger's untanned chest.

“....it couldn't be that stupid…” Renee asked herself before trying a few numbers in the phone. 8, 0, 0, 8, 5. And sure enough, it unlocked her phone as another scream escaped her lips. If she had known Tracey would've done such a childish passcode, she would still have her panties, probably would've left before Sabina showed up and not forced to streak in front of two high school football teams and their cheerleaders.

Remembering the note, Renee once again peeked into the bag, pulling out what appeared to be a pack of themed panties with Garfield's face littered on each. Ontop was a sticky note, which read:

“Hey Renee! What a show, you did so good I decided to give you a little gift. Didn't know your size but I figured small would look so cute on that big ole lily white thunder clapping bottom of yours.

See ya around!

Sabina.”

Growling to herself, Renee hated that she was grateful to be able to have some cover on her bottom half. With a quick turn of her head and inspected the still vacant lot, she tore open the package pulling out a single pair. When she held it in her hands, she felt her stomach flip realizing how small they were. After putting them on, they sunk into her hips and thighs. A lone Garfield was smirking up at her stretched perfectly across her obvious camel toe. The pink hoodie which did cover most of her massive mountains of mammary, still had no way to zip up properly.

“At least I'll be covered…for the most part. And my day can finally be over.”

Turning the key, the engine roared as Renee finally made her way home happy to be done with this horrible day.