Bus ride home

Vanessa had to endure the bus ride home. Clad in a bikini top and daisy dukes, like some pudgy white trash ho. When she got on the bus, knees shaking, all eyes instantly fell on her. She cringed, trying to keep her composure. She was painfully aware how red her cheeks were, how her knees shook, how her belly warbled. She hung her head and took a seat. She grimaced, seeing her own belly rolls as she sat. This avatar was so horrible! She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs. It wasn't real! She was hotter then this in real life! That would only have caused more mockery and laughter though, and she knew it.

The ride back to her house was five minutes that felt like weeks. She cringed, pulling her shorts down, making sure her triangle bikini top was in place. Even with her most important areas covered, she still showed so much. So much shameful body!

Finally her stop came up.Vanessa practically ran from the bus, bursting into her house. Locking the door she struggled to catch her breath. Finally she reached up and...

...removed her VR headset, logging out. Her avatar would be standing by the front door, but would be undisturbed until she logged back in. What had happened?! Those weren't her clothes! Every time she logged into her VR headset there was some new disaster, and Vanessa had a lurking suspicion that she knew why...