Joanna had two pressing things on her mind. She really really wanted to go to the hair product store. Her long hair needed tending to. On the other hand, she also desperately wanted to leave the mall and go home. Home where she could use the Chronivac and remove some of the obvious changes mom had made. Like how she needed a dildo inside her to stop the growing? Maybe? That didn't sound normal at least and besides, stuff grew when she was angry or contradicted her mother so what was it even doing to stop that? And then she'd change other stuff back like...err maybe shrink her breasts a cupsize?
A feeling of panic started to crawl inside Joanna, it was getting harder and harder to pinpoint the changes mom had made. But maybe that was just her being horny, god she wanted to play with that big fat dildo in her cunt. But first she'd milk herself. And maybe grab something to eat? Or maybe eat, milk and play with herself at the same time! She licked her fat lips with her fat tongue leaving them glistening.
"Earth to Joanna! What did you want to do?"
Joanna was snapped out of her thoughts by her mom. "Oh, right. Sorry mom." A new urge had presented itself. She didn't want this one, not now, not here. But still, she had to speak her mind "I..need to go to the ladies room, but I really don't want to go because I probably won't fit, after that I would like to do a quick stop at that store I pointed out earlier and then go home and get milked." She licked her lips as she finished her run on sentence. Her tits were so sore.
"If you need to go, then you need to go Joanna. What are you five? Don't worry, mommy will wait here for you while you tinkle." She said in a mocking voice.
Joanna knew better than to refuse her mother by now. To her distress, she found she couldn't get up the way she used to. Her knees tried, but her massive thighs, the huge fake balls clenched between them and her own belly and breasts just got in the way. Her face burned red as her body just jiggled uselessly the first try. She licked her lips.
She put her arms on the table and hefted herself up. Her huge tits drooped down. Her massive cleavage was clearly visible to all, each ponderous step caused her massive breasts and ass to shake and jiggle more than ever before. Her fat thigh rubbed and moved her dildo at every step. Try as she might, she couldn't open her legs wide enough to give the huge fake balls room.
Sweating, breathing, licking and jiggling she "oopsed" and "sorryd" her way through the foodcourt towards the back where the toilets were.
She could feel a new pressure building. She could guess what it was. She stopped her journey for a few seconds to let the pressure drain away. She must be soaking her panties. Slowly she restarted her journey again. The pressure started building up much faster this time.
Her breasts nearly popped out of her much too low neckline, it took her an emergency stop to pull everything back in. Her fat aching nipples poking visibly through the fabric.
Somehow she almost instinctively went into the boys room. Now why would she do that? She was always a girl right? Did her mom set her up to this? Maybe she added something to make her want to suck dicks or something? She did give her this stupid slut shirt she was wearing.
She waddled into the girls bathroom and clutched the door. She groaned. Her body shook and she was sure she felt moisture leaking from her aching cunt. Her first orgasm. Wait, was that right? Wasn't she always a girl?
She checked herself out in the mirror. She licked her lips as the fat sausaged curled into a fat smile. Good, she'd licked her tits perfectly clean. She didn't want to look anymore foolish than she already did.
Somehow she didn't feel quite like she belonged in the girls bathroom.
Still, she opened the stall and squeezed herself in. Her fat hips rubbing the sides all the way to the toilet. She felt the door slam on her ass at an angle and looked back. It wasn't even closed. But so what. She couldn't turn to sit down anyway. Her fat ass simply didn't give her the room.
With effort she backed herself out, almost coming close to another orgasm. A few young girls had entered and were inconsipicously staring at her via the mirror's reflecting. Joanna licked her lips.
She turned around and slowly backed herself back into the stall untill she felt her ass touch the cold porcelain. With her ass partially over the toilet, the door at least closed now. Even if it was a tight fit.
Joanna struggled with her pants. They wouldn't come down completely. There just wasn't enough room in the stall for her to finish her movements. Her tits squished against the door. Her ass rubbed over the toiletseat. The fat fake testicles were knocking against the edge of the toiletbowl. This simply wasn't working.
She slowly pulled herself out of the stall again. Fortunately, the girls had left. She pulled her tight pants down and hesitated. She spread her legs as far as she could and dug between her thighs with her hand until she felt the testicles. She gasped as the dildo slid from her soaked pussy. Dildo in hand she back her ass back into the stall and finally sat down.
The cold porselain actually felt good now. She had to bend over far, letting her massive tits rest on the ground in order to angle her pussy into the toilet.
Finishing her business Joanna left the stall and looked at the dildo. She didn't want to put it back in. Despite what her memories told her that the doctor had once said, she just didn't believe that at all. After all, her lips grew when she talked back. Her belly and ass grew when she ate. Mom even made her tits grow in the store, so what exactly did this thing stop?
But what if she was wrong? Or what if mom noticed she didn't have it in and got angry again?