First lady

It's not everyday you find a woman like that! So of course he would attack those gigantic fake things she called an ass first. With malicious intent he got up from the bench, feeling refreshed from all that running he did earlier. Perhaps it was just the rush of being about to do something pretty gross right in front of everyone in that mall, at least everyone who stopped to pay attention to their surroundings.
The plastic bimbo was just too distracted with the price tags to even notice the lanky nerd jogging towards her. Meanwhile the creep was just too focused on her to even pay attention to the rest of the people around them.

She suddenly jumped in place a couple of times, her squeaky voice shouted something the creep didn't pay attention to. The bimbo seemed happy as all hell as she stepped into the store, maybe she finally understood what the price tag was all about.
He didn't have the time or the mental capacity to curse her for entering the place, his brain was flooded with the image of her jumping in place and how her whole body bounced, he could swear he heard her ass cheeks clapping! But shaking the thought and the need to cream his own pants, the creep followed her.

Always just close enough to see her ass wobbling around and hear her high pitched ditsy voice as she talked to herself about things he really didn't care about.
He picked up the pace and began approaching her, taking advantage of all of those clothing racks that obscured the both of them. His hands shook as he reached to cop a feel of one of those cheeks, not knowing what her reaction would be in case she noticed him.

Closer and closer his fingers inched in, it was just so close to him! If only he had the courage... 'To hell with it!" He thought as he pushed his hand onto her ass.
His heart was pounding so hard that he could barely feel the cold material of her dress, but she didn't even notice him...
This time she was distracted looking at a collection of swimwear, all kinds of bikinis and swimsuits with the skimpiest designs to ever be conceived. Those things were more sex appeal than a walking around naked.

Frozen in place, the creep started to get back to his senses. Now he could feel her ass and it was just like he dreamed of. Pressing lightly against the cold latex he could feel the warm skin behind and just how squishy her implants were.
He caressed the distracted woman's butt lightly, screaming inside his own head about how much he loved his new life, even thought he had barely gotten into it. But now struggling with the tightening of his pants
he decided it was time to take action! He had a lot of love to give after all, and that ass was the perfect canvas for him to paint.