After that ordeal, Joanna and her mother left the mall. Joanna squeezed into the car as best she could. Her huge ass, breasts, and belly made her front passenger seat very cramped. She barely managed to pull her seat belt on. Joanna's mother ducked down as she entered the car, looking somewhat cramped herself at 7 feet tall.
Joanna stared out the window, licking her lips, as her mother drove off from the mall. She wanted to try to continue making sense of everything that had happened, but was exhausted from the day's events.
"Bump," Mom said.
The warning was not early enough for Joanna to brace herself. As they drove over a speed bump in the parking lot, Joanna felt as if a hammer had struck the chisel that was the vibrating Chad dildo currently impaling her through her pussy.
"Ohhh, God," Joanna moaned.
"Must you be so indecent?" Mom said. "Another bump."
As the car drove across another speed bump, Joanna let loose another moan.
"I, I'm... sorry," Joanna stammered. "I can't help it."
"Of course," Mom said, sighing. "Bump."
Another speed bump triggered more moaning from Joanna. Her mind raced through the pleasure: Was Mom intentionally taking a path with a lot of speed bumps? Did Mom use the Chronivac to add more speed bumps? Maybe Joanna was just getting paranoid at this point, but it was hard not to wonder.
Finally, the car left the mall parking lot and got on the highway, headed for the supermarket. Joanna managed to doze off for a while.
"Wake up," Mom said. "We're here."
Joanna awoke groggily. Mom held her phone's screen up to show her. She had the Joanna's World app open.
"Look, someone caught you orgasming from the speed bumps," Mom said. The photo showed Joanna, eyes closed, mouth open, tongue loose. Joanna licked her lips, not really sure how to respond.
"And here's a funny one of you asleep," she said. "Oh, wait, I took that one just now."
"Why did you make a social media app made up entirely of embarrassing, sexual videos and pictures of me?"
"Why, to share your strangeness with the world," Mom said, smiling. She pinched Joanna's face on the cheek. "Everyone deserves to know about the terrible life choices you make. And, of course, to teach-"
"Teach me a lesson, yeah, I know." Joanna sighed. Her thick lips swelled a bit, with slight back-talk being apparently enough to count as contradicting her mother. "Can I at least get a cut of the ad money?"
"Let's hurry up and get what we need," Mom said. "I don't want you making us late for dinner with Chad."
The two ladies entered the supermarket. Joanna shivered as a chill came from above. The supermarket had an air conditioning unit right above the entrance, blowing straight down at her cleavage. She bit her thick lower lip as she felt her nipples harden in the cold.
"I want to wait in the car," Joanna said, unable to hide her thoughts. "These places are always freezing. It's making my nipples hard."
"What, wait in the car, and have a masturbation session, all over the leather seats?" Mom scoffed. "Just stick with me. I won't be long."
Joanna crossed her arms under her breasts as best she could, following her mother as she pushed a shopping cart around the store.
Joanna realized that she had made a complaint when they entered the store. What had changed this time? She racked her brain, trying to remember. Not much seemed to be different. She retraced her steps: They left the mall, she fell asleep in the car, then they came here. What else? Oh, Mom hit all the speed bumps in the mall parking lot. Joanna enjoyed that, but that wasn't out of the ordinary, was it? She sighed, resigning herself to forgetting about it.
The supermarket was somewhat crowded in the evening, but most people seemed to be spread out across the store. Joanna preferred it that way, as it meant less eyes on her. The aisles were wide as well, so she at least didn't need to worry about her ass knocking things over.
As they passed by the meats section, something caught Joanna's eye; a small kiosk with a free sample plate, advertising some cocktail wieners on toothpicks. As soon as she noticed it, a hunger began swelling in Joanna's belly. She licked her lips. She couldn't resist free food.
"Um, Mom?" Joanna said, pointing toward the kiosk. "I'll be right back."
"What, more food?" Mom scoffed, noticing what she was interested in. "I'd say you'll spoil your appetite, but that's probably impossible for you. Just try not to embarrass yourself too much and meet me near the front of the store in a few minutes."
Joanna headed straight for the kiosk. The only person there was a young, black-haired, college-aged girl running the stand. She looked bored, staring down at her phone.
Another chill ran up Joanna's spine. The kiosk was right next to the refrigerated shelves, carrying various meat and dairy products. Her nipples hardened again, easily visible through her shirt. She was really getting sick of this place.
She walked up to the kiosk and looked at the plate of wieners. They were covered in some kind of sauce. Joanna licked her lips. She carefully grabbed one of the toothpicks and lifted it towards her mouth. Her lips engulfed the tiny wiener in one bite, but not without some sauce dripping down into her cleavage.
"Oops," Joanna muttered.
The woman at the kiosk looked up from her phone for a moment, then did a double take as she saw Joanna licking the sauce off her tits with her thick tongue.
"Holy shit," the woman said. "No way, it's you!"
"Huh?" Joanna said, as she wiped off some of her saliva from her breasts.
"Oh my God, I can't believe you're real," she said, frantically tapping her phone. "You look even weirder in person! Here, can I get a video? I'd take a selfie, but, uh... Not sure I want to be seen in the same photo as you."
"Uh..." Joanna stared at the plate of wieners. Her stomach rumbled loudly. She licked her lips again. "I guess I'm still hungry, but I already had one, so I'm just gonna go now.
"You can have all of 'em," the girl said. "Who cares, they're free anyways. As long as I can get a video to post on JW." The girl aimed her phone's camera, ready to record.
"Fuck, this is gonna do crazy numbers," she said. "The food court videos from earlier today were blowing up."
Joanna looked back and forth between the plate and the girl's smartphone camera pointed straight at her. She knew if she ate the wieners, she'd be giving yet another piece of ammo for people online to ridicule her. But it was so hard to resist the temptation.
She grabbed another wiener and ate it in one bite again. As before, sauce dripped down her shirt's neckline into her cleavage. She grabbed another, and another, until she had eaten half of the wieners on the plate. Aside from the sauce on her chest, she also had some smeared on her lips and cheeks.
The girl continued filming. "Gross!" She said. "She's really such a slob, isn't she?"
Joanna ignored her, continuing to eat. One of the wieners slipped off of its toothpick mid-transition, falling in between her breasts.
"Shit," Joanna cursed. She reached a hand into her cleavage, struggling to grab it. She found it, but ended up spreading more sauce around. She shoved the wiener into her mouth.
"Nice one!" The girl said. "Still a few more, tubby!"
"Fuck off," Joanna muttered.
"Oooh," the girl cooed. "She's mad now, I'm so scared. What are you gonna do, lick me to death?"
Joanna groaned, finishing the last wiener. She let out a belch.
"I'm done," she said. "You got your damn video."
"But you've still got all that sauce left on you!" The girl said, pointing at Joanna's chest. "And what about all this sauce?" She pointed to the now wiener-less plate, which was still covered in sauce.
Joanna knew she couldn't leave her chest in such a disgusting state, but she was tired of being gawked at. In an attempt to get the girl off her back, she grabbed the sauce-covered plate and licked it clean. Naturally, even more sauce fell onto her chest. She then began licking herself clean as she did earlier.
"Holy shit, you ARE disgusting," the girl said, giggling.
Joanna finished cleaning herself and immediately turned away from the kiosk, leaving the girl behind.
"Thanks for the video, fatass!" The girl yelled, watching Joanna's huge rear end waddle away. Joanna thought about complaining to a manager, but doubted anything would come of it.
As she headed for the front of the store, she saw other customers turning towards her with their own phones, trying to capture her in her time of frustration and embarrassment. She tried to ignore them, looking for her mom.
"How hard is it to find a 7 foot tall woman in a place like this?" She thought to herself.
Joanna waited by the checkout lines as people continued taking photos and videos from afar. She shifted in place a bit, finding it hard to stand still with the dildo still vibrating inside her. She licked her lips nervously.
Suddenly, her phone went off. The tone was a loud, drawn-out, sexual moan. She recognized it as her own voice. The sound drew laughs from her audience.
She pulled out her phone, noticing a text from her mother:
"Waiting outside by car, where r u?"
Joanna hurried out of the store, shivering from the cold blast of air again as she left. She licked her lips. She wandered back to where they had parked and found her mom standing next to the car.
"I've seen the videos," she said, arms crossed. "What did I say?"
"Try not to embarrass myself," Joanna said.
"God, you weren't even in there for 20 minutes. How pathetic. Let's go home, already. I hope you haven't kept Chad waiting."
Joanna squeezed back into the car. As they left the supermarket parking lot, Mom drove over several more speed bumps, failing to warn Joanna for any of them.