Higher and tighter.

She couldn't wear it the same way. After this little failed excusion to find relief there was a real risk of her having an orgasm mid stride if she kept the gentle pressure of the metal plate resting on her exposed clit as it had been.

She played around with having it hang lower but found that if she wasn't careful metal would pull away from her body at the top causing anyone who was looking to see everything.

No, she decided the right answer was to keep the metal plate a bit higher up off her hips, and have it rest more on her waist.

This did wonders for the view from above and felt fine with the little bit of experimental walking she did pacing as best she could inside the handicapped stall.

She waited a few minutes to a time when the mirror was fairly unoccupied. Checked herself over carefully and made her way back outside of the stall.

Doing a little twirl in the mirror. Bending over and taking a few basic poses she was happy with the allignment of all the panels to protect her modesty.

Centering herself to get back into the crowd itself She did one last check of herself at the door. Bending down to check her ankle pouch she felt the now tighter chain dig into her sides as she half squated half bent over to reach the storage unit for another couple dozen cards and her (currently powerless) cellphone.

In her excited buzz to get back to the con she didn't feel the subtle shift of the bottoms as they settled into this new higher tention configuration...