Karyn decided she wanted to see how this would work out. When she woke up the next morning, she wrote:
Sarah always wants to go to the mall at 11 on Saturdays, going in at entrance 4. If dating, she wants to take her boyfriend with her.
Karyn, of course, went to the mall a little early, so she could see them arrive. While waiting, she writes:
Sarah and Jon will not see or hear Karyn until they next leave the mall. Also until then, Karyn will be able to hear their conversation.
It wasn't quite what she'd intended, but she could already hear them driving over in Sarah's car. She was quickly jealous that they seemed to be getting along very well, laughing and joking a lot.
Not thinking too much, she next wrote:
Whenever Jon's girlfriend goes into a store, if she's wearing pants, they will become a knee-length skirt. If already in a skirt, the skirt will shorten by an inch. No one will notice the transformation itself.
Her underwear will also become a hot pink thong at the same time.
She also loves to give oral sex. When she does it, she feels a cock in her pussy, rubbing against her clit, which makes her moan loudly. Cum tastes so good to her, that when the recipient cums, so does she; since she is very good at it, it doesn't take long.
As an afterthought, she jotted down:
Jon has the stamina to have sex six times a day without getting tired or being unable to perform.
That should keep him ready to embarrass her at any time, she thought.
When they arrived, Sarah was wearing a (straining) green halter top and very tight jeans. Jon was also dressed casually, with just a t-shirt and jeans.
When they went into a music store, Karyn tried to watch Sarah's lower half, but was distracted for a moment as Sarah crossed the threshold. She saw, though, that Sarah was wearing a skirt to her knees afterwards.
Karyn listened to them a bit more while they were in the store, noting that while they disagreed almost across the board in what they liked, they were still enjoying talking about the disagreements.
When the heck did they start getting along so well? Karyn thought.
Their next stop was a clothing store. Apparently, though, they didn't see anything they liked.
After that, they went a couple of doors down to a lingerie shop. Feeling a little bit evil, Karyn added to the sheet of paper:
Sarah's bras never fit her correctly.
Which reminded her that, while she couldn't really change her own situation vis a vis her chest, she could alleviate it. So she wrote, right below it:
Karyn's bras always fit perfectly, and her chest causes her neither inconvenience nor discomfort.
Not that that was likely to matter much; with Sarah's chest as large as it was, it'd be tough under the best of circumstances to find ones that fit. Still, it made her feel a little better. She watched them go in. As before, she couldn't see Sarah's skirt shortening, but it was shorter once she was inside.
Sarah spent a few minutes looking at things to titillate Jon. Finally, she grabbed several teddies, and headed to the changing room. After a minute or two, she asked Jon to come look. As he entered, she asked, "Well, what do you think?"
"I thought you were going to be wearing one of them," he responded.
"Oooh, is that for me?" she asked. Karyn envisioned Sarah looking at Jon's package, but she was now rather annoyed that she could only hear, and not see, what was going on.
Then all Karyn could hear were moans until, a minute later, one of the sales ladies knocked on the door. "Do you need some help in there?"
The only answer from Sarah was another loud moan, but then Karyn heard the door open. "I.... aaaaahhhhhh... couldn't just keep her for myself. Have a seat. I'll go back outside, but don't let her off her knees until you're satisfied, Shelly. And clean off your face, Sarah."
That produced another moan from Sarah, followed by licking and sucking sounds (and some sounds of clothes rustling, that Sarah doubtless didn't notice). After a few moments, Shelly said to Sarah, "Now get that tongue busy, you little slut." Both of them were moaning almost immediately.
Jon and Sarah walked out ten minutes later, with several purchases gotten at significant discount.
Karyn was all set to just leave them alone for a while, and just watch Sarah's skirt shrink, when they went into a comic book store. After listening for a couple of minutes to them cheerfully bickering about what they liked or didn't like, it hit Karyn that Sarah must read some comics on her own. When could that have happened? she mused. How could someone be the most popular girl in school, and read comic books?!?
It was almost enough to make her feel guilty, for Jon's sake, that she wished it were her in there with him, arguing about comics. Almost. She drifted in to see which titles Sarah had mentioned. She had to stifle her laughter, though, when she saw that all of them were pornographic.
Just to see what would happen, she walked a few steps over to where Sarah was browsing (Jon was in the next row). She stood behind Sarah, and wrapped her arms around Sarah. She then started playing with Sarah's nipples. Sarah softly said, "Oh God," looked down, but apparently couldn't understand what was happening. She was just as apparently enjoying the attention, though, as her nipples stiffened immediately. Karyn reached under her halter, and started to tweak her more directly. She had just started, though, when the owner said, "Hey, you two. Take that outside."
Karyn, her face burning brightly, decided she wasn't up to making that much of a scene, and hurried out of the store. Sarah, on the other hand, was more confused, but assumed the guy meant her and Jon. She walked around to Jon, and said, "Sorry, honey. I'm not sure what happened, but I think I just got us kicked out."
"What? What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything; it just felt like someone was playing with my nipples, and you know what that does to me. We better go, though, the guy's coming over here." With that, they walked out. As they did so, Karyn heard her whisper to Jon, "After the changing room, I thought I was calmed down, but I'm about ready to jump you again. Let's go back to my place."
Jon responded, "Let's go get some lunch first."
Karyn followed them to the food court.
Jon was holding Sarah from behind as she ordered her food. To Karyn, it looked like she was rubbing her butt against him. "God, I'm still surprised I said yes when you asked me out, but I'm glad I did. Just being with you drives me crazy."
"Just wait until we get to the table," he whispered back.
Karyn looked down at the paper, where she had just written, Jon wants to take Sarah once when they get to the table. Only I will notice what they are doing, but Sarah will be sure that everyone is looking at her the whole time.
Karyn ordered at another restaurant while Jon placed his order. She followed them to their table, and picked a nearby table where she'd have an unobstructed view of their booth.
They put their food on the table, and Jon immediately pushed it to the far end of the table. He then pulled Sarah over so that she stood between him and the table, facing it. He pushed her over, so that her more-than-ample chest was resting on the table. He then flipped her skirt over her butt, exposing her pink thong.
"What are you doing?" she asked, sounding shocked. "All these people are watching us."
"And that's what turns you on, isn't it?" he responded.
It must have been true, because she only wriggled enticingly, not fighting it at all. Karyn noticed that Sarah's juices were running down her legs as Jon eased the thong to the side. As he slid himself in, Sarah let out a very loud groan.
Karyn watched for a minute, enjoying the view. She was stopped from watching further, though, as a security guard came over to escort her out. As he got her attention, she realized that she was enjoying seeing Sarah used like this so much that her left hand was moving furiously within her pants. "I'm sorry, miss, but we can't have behavior like that in here. You'll have to leave."
She left with him, and headed home. Hearing Sarah's moans and groans, and Jon's goading of her willingness, did not improve her mood. It did, however, leave her pants soaked. She was barely able to stop herself from continuing her masturbation on the way home.
Fortunately, no one else was home when she got there.
After she had finished with that, she looked at the paper, trying to figure out what had gone wrong. This was supposed to be a little bit of torture for Jon, and a lot for Sarah, but they're both acting like it's the best thing that ever happened to them. This isn't what I wanted at all. What should I do now?
