As her eyes adjusted, Jane saw her mom's convertible parked on the sidewalk. She often wondered how they got the money to afford such a nice car, but her mom always seemed to deflect her questions on it. Of course, having always been middle class, Jane's mom would never leave the car in the garage, opting to leave it where everyone could gawk at it.
Jane looked around to see if anyone was outside. With any luck, she could run to the car and get in before anyone noticed her.
She felt the cool April air on her oiled up skin. She prepared herself for her sprint. Her mom passed her, goading her to start moving. Jane took a deep breath and started running.
However, her body was moving all wrong. In addition to the slutty walk she had to make, now was forced to do a girly run. Her torso made her breasts flop around, while her arms flapped around like she was a total ditz. She almost lost her balance, but her magically induced movements kept her stable enough that she could correct her center of gravity.
"Bill must really be laughing at this little surprise" she thought, clenching her teeth in frustration.
The cement floor felt incredibly uncomfortable under her bare feet, though she had no time to pay attention to that. She had to get to the car as fast as possible.
When she got to the convertible, her mom had her electronic key at the ready to unlock the car, until she got distracted by her next door neighbour and long time friend. Jane widened her eyes. She couldn't believe this! She was so close to having some semblance of privacy!
The lady was of Jamaican ascent. Her stocky appearance might give her a bit of a menacing look, but she was actually a very nice lady once you got to know her.
Jane leaned on the car to catch her breath. Her mom was about to call Jane to come and say high to their neighbour when she noticed her daughter getting oil all over the car. "don't you touch the car, you'll ruin it, missy!". Jane, taken by surprise by the sudden attention she was getting, slid right off the chassis, falling flat on the sidewalk.
She didn't have any tip to prop herself up as her mom was running to catch up with her. When her mom got to her, Jane noticed that the neighbour had followed suit. "How many times have I told you not to touch my car!?" Her mom inquired. "It's your fault if you've hurt yourself missy!"
Her neighbour was about to side with Jane, when she suddenly saw her completely naked.
"What on earth is your daughter doing naked out here? Are you both crazy!?" Jane was red as a tomato. "Do you want her to be locked away in some mental ward or something, lady? I thought I knew you better than this, I am disgusted, frankly."
Jane wanted to disappear, her face burned with red hot shame. However her mom took over the conversation, and explained the situation: "*Sigh* Don't ask why, but she got into a dare and I'm using it to teach her a lesson. Kids these days, heh?"
Still not entirely convinced, the Jamaican woman at least had stopped shouting. Looking around, Jane saw that a small crowd had started to form around them. If she could dig herself into a hole and die there, she might have actually done it at this point.
"OK people, nothing to see here, just a dumb kid doing dumb things" her mom said in a commanding voice. "Keep moving, it's not like you've never seen a woman's body before."
People, mocking this oblivious woman acting as if this was just a regular accident, slowly moved on, still staring.
Jane lifted a hand so her mom could help her get up but her mom shook her hand
"I'm not ruining my clothes sorry"
Jane was mortified. Whereas at home she could capitalise on her mom's apparent disregard for the strangeness of the situation, this was now starting to become a serious problem. She wouldn't be able to protect Jane where it mattered. Jane felt alone and humiliated.
Their neighbour walked away, mumbling something Jane could only assume was about her sorry state...
Jane got up on her own, her cheeks still burning with shame.