Parking lot

The music did have a calming affect on Sarah. Although he could see she was still irritated at the traffic, she didn't have any more outbursts when she was cut off again and again. She was even singning along with the music and contrary to his usual attitude, he found himself doing the same, although he didn't really know the words and got a lot of them wrong. Sarah heard him mangling the song and smiled.
After another 20 minutes of this they were finally there. Sarah found a decent enough parking spot and pulled in. When the car was stopped, George unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door, and hopped down. The weight of his new breasts bouncing caused him to wince, which Sarah, who was already out and standing in front of him, noticed.
"Ok, our first stop is Victoria's Secret. You won't last the day without some kind of support", then turning and walking toward the mall, added,
"come on. Let's get going shorty". George was relieved, but not surprised to see her back to her usual cheerful self. Even though traffic bothered her, she was quick to recover when it was done.
He began following her, his now short legs working overtime to keep up. Sarah noticed this and stopped to wait for him,
"Sorry", she said in between giggles, "I forget how small you are. Keeping up with me must be like running a marathon".
As George hurried to catch up, he noticed that he couldn't see over any of the cars. For someone used to be being able to see the entire parking lot with only the biggest trucks blocking his view, this new angle only served to remind him of his new diminished form.
One benefit, he noticed, was that even though it was in the mid 90's he wasn't as uncomfortable as he usually was. He wouldn't call this weather nice by any means but he wasn't instantly covered in sweat the instant he stepped out into it and now that he thought of it, he didn't even feel himself sweating at all, even though he was walking as fast as he could to keep up with the seemingly giant Sarah.
When they got to the end of the cars, George stepped out into the crosswalk to get to the entrance. As he did, he felt a large hand grab his shoulder and pull him back with great force. Before he could react, he saw a car come flying from around the corner and just as he landed on his ass from the tug.
Sarah knelt down to help him up and gently, but firmly, scolded him for not looking before he crossed. He tried to defend himself but realized she was right.
She pulled him to his feet, something he noticed she seemed to have no trouble doing, and the two walked into the mall.