Of all places, it just had to be the park. With a lustful sigh, Jennifer opens the car door and goes to get out, only to find that due to her clamped cock, she is forced to bend over at the waist. Kelly sees her struggle and quickly unlocks the clamp for her, but not until after Jennifer nearly falls forwards onto her face.
While her clamp is being unlocked, Jennifer hears the sound of a metal clasp closing behind her. Turning around after Kelly frees her, Jennifer realizes that Lana has hooked a leash onto the metal ring on the back of her neck. And with the restrictiveness of the sleeves on her dress, even if she wanted to, she would never be able to reach it to unhook it. She could barely even touch her own collarbone, let alone the back of her neck.
And while she was worrying about her leash, Kelly fastened a small bell with her name engraved on it near the head of her cock. The bell is thankfully quieter than most, but it wasn't at all silent. So if someone was within 20 or so feet of Jennifer's cock, then they would be able to hear it ringing.
--Come on now Jenny, give us a smile. You look beautiful-- warmly said Lana.
Jennifer smiled for some reason. She didn't feel overly happy about her situation, but more importantly, she doesn't like how turned on she is right now more than anything. The more she thinks about being seen, the harder her cock gets. In fact, she bet that she could hit a home run using her cock instead of a baseball bat. That's just how hard she is at the moment.
Before they begin their walk, Kelly takes out a measuring tape and measured the size of Jennifer's latex scrotum. Turns out it is about 11 inches across and 14 inches down. The protruding buldge had grown big enough to cover half of Jennifer's thighs while back when she was sitting in the car and being made to cum almost every few seconds or whenever they hit a bump. Now her latex clad scrotum appears to be obscenely large if one does not know that almost the entire thing is full of futa cum.
--Alright, let's go girls.-- says Lana as she motions for Kelly to take the lead and for Jennifer to follow behind her. Since Lana has secured Jennifer's leash to her own cock with a ring clamp that has a loop on it, Lana has to be the one bringing up the rear.
Kelly begins strolling forwards down the path and Jennifer slowly hobbles after her, pausing every 20 or so seconds to orgasm and slightly expand her latex scrotum some more. But even though she feels extremely embarrassed about her situation, Jennifer is oddly enjoying the walk. And she is even smiling naturally and unforced. Though she herself hasn't realized it quite yet.
Jennifer's mind is full of thoughts at the moment. Some about possibly being seen. Other's about wanting to be seen. A few about how messed up she is becoming. And their even are a few questioning herself about if she likes or dislikes the current situation. She isn't quite sure about that, which bothers her as well. It is like she is slowly becoming an exhibitionist and maybe even a masochist. She knew she naturally leans submissive, but isn't this too submissive? She wonders such. And apparently to a good portion of herself, all of this so far is fine with her and she is meant to be enjoying it, thus her unintentional smiling.
As the three of them continue their walk, Jennifer's pace slows down due to the pure size of her latex scrotum making her already reduced stride, even shorter. So to fix this, Lana goes into the back of the dress through the leg opening and opens a zipper, which will now slowly begin to drain the cum filled scrotum. Of course this means that Jennifer will now be leaving behind a trail of futa cum too, much to Jennifer's perverted joy and simultaneous embarrassment.
They finally finish the walk about half an hour later, when Jennifer's scrotum is fully drained. Numerous people see them over the course of their walk, but no one ever bothers approaching them directly. They all just stare for a bit and then go about their own business. This does however do quite a number on Jennifer's mentality, to the point that she no longer cares about being seen anymore. More than enough people have already seen her leaking cum out of her dress to make her stop caring about her public image anymore for today.
--So how did you like the walk?-- asks Lana.
--It was... rough. It was really embarrassing in the beginning. However I think now I have either just gotten over it, or just died mentally from embarrasment enough times to no longer be able to care about what strangers think of me.-- coldly answers Jennifer.
--I know it can be tough at times. Being a futanari means that everything is pretty much out in the open, all the time. But, you were smiling for most of the walk you know.-- says Kelly.
--About that... You didn't somehow make me enjoy this kind of treatment did you? Like, I know I am naturally submissive, but not this submissive, at least I believe I wasn't.--
--Yeah, that is just a side-effect of becoming a futanari sweetie. Your natural perversions will become stronger. Burried and/or repressed fetishes will often be brought up to the surface. And sometimes you even just gain some new ones. For example, when I became a futanari, I actually became a much more dominant person. Before, I use to be pretty on the fence. Switching constantly between sub and dom roles. But now I cannot even think of being a sub again-- explains Lana sympathetically.
--Yeah, you just got to get use to it is all. Takes you maybe 3 times out and about in public to really get comfortable, but then you are good. By the way, most people are not staring because they dislike you. They simply are just curious is all. Many actually don't really even mind or care. Though sometimes you may run into some undesirable people. Just ignore them, as they are just jealous that you have a bigger dick and nicer tits than them.-- reassures Kelly. She didn't rebook the clamp to Jennifer's cock when they got back into the car, but she is now enjoying watching her step-sister idly play with and tug at her nipple rings. And how that whenever her cock twitched from her cumming, the still attached bell would ring and her scrotum wound fill up a bit more. Thankfully Lana had remembered to rezip the inside of the dress before Jennifer entered the car.
Jennifer then stops playing with herself for a moment and asks a question that just came into her mind. --Hey, uh, about this dress... am I going to be wearing it a lot?--
--Up to you, do you want to?-- said Lana, though she did stress after saying that that Jennifer would be wearing it at least sometimes reguardless of if she wants to or not.
--No I want to wear it. It kind of has grown on me. I was just curious if I had some kind of situational restrictions for when I can and cannot wear it is all. I actually like it quite a lot.--
Kelly bursts out laughing. --I bet you just love how it makes you cum over twice a minute.--
-I can't really deny that. It is very enjoyable in terms of masturbation. But I also think I look really sexy wearing it, and I feel like I wanna wear it a lot, or at least similarly designed outfits-- Jennifer admits.
--Sure, I can get you more cock sleeve outfits, and you also seem enjoy the restrictive aspect too-- says Lana as she pulls into their driveway. The three futanari exit the car and walk inside, with Jennifer moving right to the bathroom to empty her now double pumpkin sized latex scrotum.