Take the bus home

Looking up at the glass ceiling of the atrium, you see that the sky was already starting to take on the orange hue of evening time. You decide that you didn't want to burn yourself out too soon on your first day in this new world, especially since you have a plan of what you want to do with Mina tomorrow morning. So you leave the mall and head out to the parking lot... before remembering that you were more than likely teleported here by whatever magic or super-science was responsible for the new status quo of the world. You took some time to look around and see if you could spot your car, but it quickly became apparent that it just wasn't there. Thankfully, you still had your wallet on you, so with a sigh of defeat you make your way to the bus stop.

Luckily, you don't have to wait long for the bus to arrive. You get on and manage to scrounge up enough change for the fare, then make your way to an empty seat and sit down. The bus is moderately filled with the typical evening commuters, most likely on their way home as well. You have a bit of space to yourself at least, and with no one in particular catching your eye, you settle for looking out the window and watching the scenery go by. For the most part, everything looks utterly normal. It's hard to believe that the world had changed at all, and that you were fingering a woman in the middle of the mall less than an hour ago.

As you think about this, your hand drifts to your pocket, fingers grazing the pair of panties as if to confirm that they were still there. They were, and whatever lingering doubts you had was quickly dispelled when the bus stopped at a red light and you spotted a blonde jogger in her mid-thirties running by. At first things looked normal to you, but as you watched she slowed down alongside the bus and veered ever so slightly off the sidewalk. You weren't entirely sure what it was she was doing until she unceremoniously yanked her jogging shorts and panties down to her knees, squatted in place, and started peeing on the grass. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice a few of the people sitting by you give a sidelong glance out the window at her, but none of them seem particularly perturbed by the display of public urination going on right outside. You feel the bus lurch forward, and as it begins moving again the jogger looks up at it and the windows that are facing her, and her eyes go wide as she only just now seems to realize she has an audience. The last you see of her before the bus leaves her behind is a very red face as she stands up and tries her best to tug her shorts back up around her still-wet crotch, leaving a small wet spot that you could just make out.

Other than that little show, the bus ride ended up being rather uneventful. That is, until the stop just before yours.

It was there that a passenger boarded that caught your eye. She was a pretty Asian girl who looked about your age, with long dark hair that hung down past her shoulders. She was wearing a patterned pale pink sundress with a hem that went down to her knees and a simple brown belt around the waist. She found an open spot across from you and sat down, then reached into the purse hanging over her shoulder and took out her pink cellphone to occupy herself with. She didn't seem to be paying attention to anything else going on around her at the moment, so naturally you kept staring at her, debating in your head how you wanted to approach her...

All too soon, you felt the bus start to slow down, and noticed your stop coming up less than a block away. You looked back at the girl, still on her phone and making no move to get up. Clearly, her stop wasn't for a while. You were very much tempted to ditch your plans to go home and stay here on the bus with her. But then again, you weren't sure how early Mina was going to be calling you tomorrow morning, and the last thing you wanted was to end up sleeping through her call and missing it entirely. Not to mention that there was your more immediate concern: if you stayed on the bus with this girl too long, there was every chance that you could end up on the other side of town without any way to get back home, save for hoping you could find another bus to take you all the way back or have enough money to pay a cab. Was getting to play with this girl really worth all that? Looking her over again and taking note of her subtle feminine curves, you reason that it's certainly a possibility.

The bus pulls up to your stop. You need to make a decision on what you want to do now, before it's made for you.