Shopping

Emily thought back to this morning and how hard it was getting to get dressed. She absolutely had to go shopping. A little shiver of glee ran up her spine. Shopping was so fun and she was becoming so fun. Practically bouncing, she made her way to the bus stop to head downtown.

This time the bus was much more crowded. Emily had to press her body against her fellow passengers to fit in. As the vehicle rumbled to life and continued on its path downtown, she was jostled. Each time her breasts pressed up against someone she felt that tingle and knew that her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. If another hand strayed, they’d find out immediately how aroused she was. And what fun she’d just gotten up to. Sure enough, it seemed like someone couldn’t resist. She felt the familiar sensation of her ass being groped. This hand was bolder than the last. It grabbed a good handful of her butt and kneaded it. It grabbed at her thighs, sliding up under her skirt to find her dripping pussy. She heard a soft chuckle behind her. She thought about looking over her shoulder, but shivered at the anonymity of the situation. She chose not to try to identify the groper.

The pointer finger slid straight into Emily. She couldn’t believe someone would be so bold as to finger her on the bus. But she was clearly attracting fun, and, while the old her worried about getting caught, the new her was just given over to how good the fingers felt. One found her clit and began directly teasing it, making little circles around the nub. It was all she could do to keep from moaning. Two more fingers found their way to her entrance and began to push up inside her. She felt them push her cohort-mate’s semen deeper inside her as they curled against her g-spot. They worked lazily, like they were just killing time until the next stop by torturing another passenger with pleasure. Emily squirmed against the hand but it never sped up. Just thrust and circled slowly.

Emily almost missed her stop. She was practically crying with arousal as she pushed forward to exit the bus. The hand slipped out of her and quickly wiped itself on her skirt before letting her go. She took a moment to collect herself as the bus trundled off. She was downtown. She took stock of the stores around her. Her eyes landed on one full of professional outfits in the window and her old self pulled her in that direction. But her new self’s eyes alighted on a fast fashion store with cheap and cheerful, colorful clothing begging her to come have fun. Fun won.

It wasn’t long before her arms were filled with skimpy tops and short skirts in bright, inviting colors. The throbbing in her pussy had dulled and she was somewhat able to concentrate on locating the fitting rooms, but it hadn’t disappeared completely. She saw someone with a headset and a clipboard standing outside two doors and she wandered over.

“Hey, can I like try some of these on?”

She noticed the man ogling her for a second. If she had to guess he was 19 or 20 with sandy blonde hair and a beard trying to banish terminal baby-face.

“Uh sure, yeah.” He turned and unlocked one of the doors. He gestured for her to enter.

Before she could stop herself something seemed to possess Emily, “I’d love your advice, you wanna come in too?”