"Forget it. This is impossible."

She bent her legs under herself and just sat on the locker, angry at herself, these flawless black ballet booties and this dildo occupying her vagina.

"I'll just sit there until someone picks me up when this stupid mall opens."

'Just' sitting proved to be boring and uncomfortable, so the girl entertained herself by trying to remove what she was wearing — without any success. By this point, she kind of knew that the material of the boots was too strong to rip, and the dildo in its activated state was physically impossible to draw out. Tugging at it with full consent, however, was weirdly pleasant.

"Can't escape it, might as well have some fun with it."

And now Jen started pushing it inside instead, stretching and stroking her vagina even further and deeper with the rubber toy. Her jaw was hanging down wider and wider, and hesitating moans inevitably evolved into a scream of relief. All four Jen's limbs stretched in the air as her body lived its own life on the locker top.

***

After getting drunk with lust a couple times, Jen was struck with a hangover.

"If the workers aren't coming after THIS, there might not be any. A real mall wouldn't ever leave the lights on for the night, it's such a waste of electricity... Oh my god, what am I becoming? I fucking came in a place I believed to be public at the time! And now I'm sitting on my cum."

"Ah, this is all given for us to have our harmless fun. I wonder what else is there for us."

Jen looked around and saw another locker a few steps away. It was painted yellow and seemed a bit lower than hers. Additionally, she saw a section in the wall that had white blinds instead of white concrete covering it.