She has no idea

Becca blinked. She wasn't in the shop anymore. She was standing in the middle of a park. There were a few people walking around, but nobody seemed to notice her at first. Her first thought was to ask for directions, and she nearly did. Until she remember the collar. Gritting her teeth she picked a direction at random and left the park.

She arrived at an intersection, but unfortunately she didn't recognize either street name. How was she supposed to win if she didn't even know where to go? She turned around and tried to take a step forward but she bumped into someone and fell down. Instinctively she tried to apologize, but all the came out was, "I want cock."

She was lucky it was a woman she was staring up at. The woman scoffed, "Whore!" Then she ignored her and hurried off. It was hard to get back to standing with her arms trapped and her feet in these heels. Harder still when suddenly her panties came to life and she felt something thrust deep inside her. She fell back down as suddenly her panties started to fuck her vigorously. Of course, that's why they're called fucking panties. She tried a few more times but just when she'd nearly made it a second invader pushed into her ass. She'd never put anything back there before and was shocked to find out how good it felt. Despite herself she found herself overcome with an orgasm.

Finally the panties stopped and she was able to get up onto her feet. She was just in time to see that woman returning, pointing at her and talking to a police officer. Becca just had to trust in the magic and decided to ignore them both. She started walking past them and heard the woman get more and more agitated, but the officer just kept telling her there was nobody there.

She picked the direction that she could hear the loudest noise coming from, hoping to find a busy street she might recognize. After walking for what seemed like forever she found it. Thankfully she did recognize it. Even better she knew exactly how to get back to Celestial Delights from here. The only problem was that it was a 30 minute drive, walking in these heels it would take her even longer. If she could ask for help she would have, but she knew her best bet was to keep her mouth shut and just march on.

She got lots of dirty looks as she walked, but she was amazed by the restraint people showed. She supposed most people just didn't care enough to say or do anything. Then she had to stop at a crosswalk and wait for the light to change. There were two men waiting with her, and they both looked at her like she was a piece of meat. Before she knew it each man had one breast in hand. They were squeezing and hefting them and talking about her tits like she wasn't even there. It was incredibly demeaning. She really, really, wanted to tell them off. She nearly did. At the last moment she stopped herself, remembering the lipstick.

She was saved when the light changed, both men let go of her and continued on their way as if nothing had happened. She sighed and followed after them. It was going to be a long journey.