Baby's Big Day Out

It was fair to say, as Tanya boarded the bus heading to the city center, that she wasn't particularly enamored with shopping any more. Especially not after the incident on Mitchell's birthday where a little forgetfulness had landed her in a whole new world of trouble.

However, even allowing for her natural reticence over browsing through shops, her motivation for going out today was a wild conflict of determined and dread.

A sizable portion of the dread had something to do with the clothes Tanya currently found herself in. She hadn't entirely kept up with the latest fashion trends, but she was pretty damn certain that the attire she had on right now never had been, wasn't currently, nor ever would be considered some trend others would want to follow.

The looks on the faces of her fellow passengers on the bus were evidence enough for that. Not that empirical evidence was particularly needed.

As Tanya huddled in her seat and tried to shrink into the upholstery, she could feel dozens of bewildered eyes taking in the sight of a supposedly grown woman wearing a large, adult-sized nappy, a large food bib over her chest, and a frilly bonnet on her head.

Perhaps on some other day, Tanya might have been able to look at this objectively and at least be grateful that the large bib at least covered her chest, even if she had to be very careful about how she moved.

An overly enthusiastic twist at the waist or neck threatened to cause the bib to swing around, at which point she'd be flashing her boobs to a world that already didn't know what to make of her.

Tanya groaned.

At least with the orgasms, the physical exertion and the fight against the climax had kept her mind engaged. He had given her something to focus on, even if it hadn't entirely distracted her from the shameful humiliation of the kind of free show she'd been putting on for people.