Catching a Haughty Spirit Before a Fall

The woman's position was quite awkward, and equally funny. Her tasty ass was pushed by the taut cloth of her skirt.

"I"ll catch you!", Lauren called.

"Wha-AHH!", the woman cried as she waved her arms frantically in an effort to maintain her tottering balance, after Lauren had bumped her waiting ass.

Lauren gripped the hem of her skirt and with all of her might and a jump, tugged on the skirt, and with one great yank, and tear, it was gone in a flash as the woman fell out of her heels and flat on her face and into the lane in front of the bus stop.

The "woman" was rocking Big Bird panties.

Big Bird panties that had a soaked piss pad poking out each side of the decidedly narrow gusstet. She stubmled up, her suit, what remained of it, and her shirt front were covered in black marks from the road. Of course, what was there as what wasn't.

Lauren couldn't help but laugh.

"What, what's feh big joke? HUH! MY TEEF!"

Her hands shot to cover her mouth, as her tongue probed the exposed, bare gum now front stage in her smile.

"MY TEEF!"

The woman wheeled around to look in a seemingly blind daze, then Lauren recognized why.

The squinting woman's eye color had radically changed. Her formerly sophisticated and enrapturing emerald eyes were revealed to be a dingy brown. She had lost her colored contacts too!

No wonder the barefoot bimbo kicked the tiny teeth through the grate.

"NO! MY TEEF!"

The woman, noticeably shorter now, without her heels, stomped her feet in outrage, tattering and dirtying her stockings that the toes of her disproportionately large feet now poked through.

"Nice going, Big Foot.", Lauren cackled.