Waiting for Amy

Brendan was exhausted. He had just spent the day following an excited Amy around the mall to what had felt like every, single, store. And that's cause they just might have done it. He currently found himself sitting on the bench near the exit surrounded by shopping bags. What had started as just a few outfits had turned into a little something from this shop and a little from that one. Hell Amy wasn't even letting him see most of the stuff she was buying just having him sit in different parts of the store carrying all the bags. Any time he protested this she just found a way to brush him off and add another bag to carry all the time spanking his rear if he dared to start to look. That was something else he was still getting used was all the additional jiggling. He had already attracted stares from passerby's before that change just by the nature of being dressed as a goth with a tail but now when men focused on the tail their gaze remained longer as it moved down. Thankfully he was still wearing a skirt but even that wasn't enough to hide his butt. The plus side was all the attention on his rear kept people from looking at the front of his waist where his little friend had spent the rest of the day uncontained. The other problem his new butt brought was that he couldn't put his underwear back on otherwise he was going to lose it. The only solution was to free ball the rest of the day which had only added to the excitement he was feeling, and despite what he wanted to admit, it was excitement. This entire journey of learning his new powers had been exciting and letting Amy in on it had been scary but it was proving to be the right choice. He didn't know if he would have ever managed the courage to come out it to such a public place with out her. Much less while transformed to look the way he did. His train of thought was interrupted when he noticed he was poking up through his skirt once again. Embarrassed he pushed it down with his hands and mashed it underneath his thicc thighs while looking around to see if anyone had noticed. It seemed the coast was clear but then he noticed a couple guys turning away from him as his eyes met theirs.

"Oh shhhhit did they notice?" He worried to himself. His mind raced with all the bad things that could go wrong until he managed a deep breath and decided that this was a good time to practice. He reached to his head and prepared himself as he removed his hat and his ears sprung up. He had spent a good amount of time in stores trying to get the hang of controlling his new ears and had gotten better at it as time had gone on and this would make a good test. Concentrating he tried to block out the majority of the barrage of sound he was picking up and focus in on the two young men.

"Bro I told you not to make it obvious now she's looking this way." One man said again catching her gaze before quickly turning back to his friend.

"Yea yea but what do you want me to do when you said there was a hot goth right behind me. You're right to she's cute as hell." The other replied causing Brendan to blush uncontrollably.

"Well don't look now she took off her hat and she has bunny ears now." The first man said as his friend immediately turned around staring directly at her before quickly turning back forward again. "I told you not to look now!"

"DUDE BUNNY GOTH WTF that cant be real nobody goes out like that!"

"Well it's real. What do you figure is in all those bags?"

"Probably clothes for every other wet dream I've had like.."

"And that's enough of that" Brendan said to himself placing his hat back on and again shutting out the overload of sounds. But the man had a good question what was in all these bags Amy had left him? She had warned him not to look but what was actually stopping him?

'Amy isn't here right now so screw it.' he thought as he began to to rifle through one of the larger bags. He found an assortment of dresses, skirts, and blouses but he soon found the problem he would have. "I may look like a girl but I sure as shit ain't one." He had no idea what any of these measurements meant and he couldn't risk taking them out to look since he wouldn't be able to get them folded as nice again in the bags. 'Well I know one I don't need to know measurements for.' He thought as he moved over to the bag that Amy had gotten from the Sex store earlier. The last thing she pulled out had given him his ears and a tail so there had to be another assortment of items just as unique. But right has he was about to peak in he heard someone's voice clearing behind him.