As Elizabeth drove, several things dawned on Jen. She began to enjoy how her ass shook with each bump in the road, feeling it shake and shift like gelatin on the bench seat below. She was starting to become quite comfortable with the idea of being Elizabeth’s butt-expansion toy, and found herself excited for what the mall would bring.
She jumped as she felt something cold land confidently on her ass. Jen looked over to see Elizabeth’s hand resting on her exposed cheek, and blushed. Their eyes met, and Jen felt Elizabeth squeeze her ass. Elizabeth could tell in her eyes that she was enjoying this, which was great for her as she thought of what to do once they were at the mall. She spent the rest of the ride squeezing and touching Jen’s naked rear with her free hand, Jen not one to protest.
She looked down at her legs, amazed by how large they were. This was the first time she could see them spread to their full width, not having had that ability when they were squeezed into the uncomfortable, far-too-small desk. They spread freely on the expansive truck seat, and she swore each of her thighs were larger than her shoulders, Hell, maybe even wider than Elizabeth! Her mind filled with thoughts of wonder at what Elizabeth had in store for her.
Soon enough, they arrived at the mall. Jen shuffled out of the car, feeling her ass pendulum off of the seat as she hoped out. Elizabeth walked up behind her and gave her ass a squeeze with both hands, causing her to jump. “Hey, Bubbles, anything you want to do here?” she asked.
“Nah, I’m good with whatever,” Jen smiled back. Elizabeth could tell Jen knew what they were going to end up doing, and that she was ready. Elizabeth smiled mischievously. “Well, let’s get going, Bubbles!”
“Could you stop calling me that?” Jen said, although she was starting to enjoy her new nickname.
“Not until it’s not written on your ass I won’t!”
“Fine, Skinnies,” she retorted, laughing.
The two girls walked (well, for one of them, waddled) through the parking lot to the door. Jen could already tell that the amount of attention her massive, half-naked ass got was extreme — several people almost crashed their cars from either staring at her, fumbling with their phones, or both. The attention didn’t let up once she was inside, either. If anything, it grew. She was immediately conscious of being the center of attention, hundreds of pairs of eyes glued to her derričre. Jen loved the attention she got, though, especially with Elizabeth drooling behind her as she filmed Jen once again.
One passerby, however, got a bit too close to comfort, smacking Jen’s ass while jeering “Hey, Bubble Butt.”
“Back off, fucker, she’s mine,” Elizabeth protested with a cold, yet protective, malice. Jen peered behind her to see Elizabeth staring the man down, and him backing off seeing the fury in her eyes. She realized that Elizabeth wasn’t just here to objectify her, but genuinely cared for their burgeoning relationship, even with the power she weld. No one else dared touch Jen’s ass, but that didn’t stop an absurd number of people from filming her as she passed, which neither Elizabeth nor Jen complained about. In fact, both of them were enjoying the amount of attention Jen's rear brought, the pair finding it exhilarating to have Elizabeth so obviously film, ogle, and play with Jen's ass in such a setting.
Elizabeth then got in front of Jen, pulling at her arm to guide her. Elizabeth tried to run, but soon realized Jen couldn't keep up as she started to wheeze and fall behind, so they slowed down. Jen didn't even stop as she felt her pants slip down her ass again, as she was too excited for what Elizabeth had planned. She noticed she was pulling her in a beeline to a store, but only had a few seconds to read the sign. It read…