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Chapter 3 by Robopoop Robopoop

What scenario begins to play?

A Normal Day for a Positive Minded Bimbo (Public, Exhibitionist)

Your eyes open to bright sunlight and you find yourself on a street in the big city. It seemed like you had nodded off while standing, which seemed a little odd compared to you suddenly appearing in this place with no recollection as to how you go there. Nonetheless, you are standing in the middle of a street you know in the middle of the mid morning rush. Pedestrians were walking past and all around you. Cars of all shapes, types and sizes drove down the double laned road. It seemed like another normal day.

Looking down, you found yourself seemingly changed. You now stood 5'7" in height, slender with an hourglass figure. Your tits were a pair of large DDs, likely to be fake. Turning to the reflection of a shop window, you found that you had blonde long and straight hair with lighter highlights, and your eyes were a light shade of blue. You were very casually dressed in a tight fitting white tank top that showed off your magnificent cleavage and large nipples. A frilly pink ultra mini skirt dressed your lower parts and an adorable pair of pink shoes wrapped nicely around your feet. From the looks of it, you were in your 20s.

For some strange reason, you feel an overwhelming sense of positivity, as if nothing in the world can get you down even if it tried. You feel with it an unquenchable sense of friendliness and cannot seem to take the smile off your pretty, made up face. You feel like saying yes to everything, and engaging in society as an unstoppable happy person. The question of morality did not seem to register to you either.

What was that word? Morality? Well, you'll figure it out.

Come to think of it, it was also a little drafty down there, and your big boobs were bouncing a lot. It seemed like you had forgotten to wear some underwear when you left the house. Every step you take might cause your tits to burst out of your top or expose your lovely shaved cunny to anyone watching. You're not letting that dampen your spirit though, and you begin taking strides down the street, wondering what you should do first.

What happens next?

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