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Chapter 24 by Absentedmindedspirit Absentedmindedspirit

What Does She See?

Stuffed Bra and Corset Combo

A cheap, mismatched bra came into view, layered a white lace corset.

Copious crumpled tissues spilled **** from the overstuffed bra. She obviously lacked even the full b-cups she had boasted. Meager morsels, not even a mouthful, were the most she could possibly have!

The woman looked down, humiliated.

"I just wanted to use the bus!"

She covered her revealed secrets as well as she could, still a total failure.

Lauren buttoned up the blouse over her own scrawny breasts, and worked the ripped skirt as well as she could over her pantiies.

"You could use the exercise, tubby, be glad I'm not swiping that girdle!"

"I have a meeting in Boston at the Prudential Center at 9:00! How am I going to get there now?"

Lauren shuffled into the woman's high heels, "Well, I guess your boss will just have to accept what an airheaded stooge they accidently hired. The kind that can't even hold her bladder and lost her whole business suit! Oh, and ALLLLL her money.", Lauren drew it out with emphasis.. They instantly sent a half a foot higher, four inch heels with two inch lifts. The shoes were oversized for Lauren's dainty feet, and she chided the disheveled woman.

"You big footed bitch, what size do you wear?!"

"11..."

"Liar," Lauren cursed as she stumbled.

"Alright, a 13, medium width."

"Well, your clown shoes are good for one thing."

And with that, Lauren tossed the wig down and used the toe of the shoe to wedge it through the grate.

"MY HAIR!", the woman was hysterical. "MY BALDNESS! BUT YOU PROMISED!"

"Yeah, tough titty, Baldilocks, good luck getting out of town like you are."

The whir of the diesel engine broke the tranquility of the lane.

"I think you need a bus pass or appropriate change to ride the bus, and I know for a fact you have neither."

"But I-"

The bus doors cut the woman off, but not the gaze and cameras of the many strangers riding the bus, all immune to Lauren's own dishevelment.

"The loons you meet at bus stops.", Lauren joked to the driver as they pulled away from the screaming, ranting, bald headed, cartoon panties woman with tissues flying from her bra from the wind created by the leaving bus.

Does Lauren make it home easily?

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