There he was, standing in the middle of the mall and ignoring any passerby (whether concerned or simply attracted to his still muscular, motherly form). He rubbed his head...he had to think... he needed to go somewhere to think.
Rick looked around, and then spotted the bathrooms. He trudged over, feeling like something felt different but he couldn't place it. At the very least he had a wedgie, feeling his panties get stuck between his tight, large cheeks and deep into his new pussy below. He felt his face grow red imagining living with this long term.
"God just, ignore it Rick." He thought before almost stepping towards the men's room.
Walking into the ladies room, he was relieved to see that it appeared to be empty. He walked to the last stall against in the corner, then closed it as fast as he could. He placed some toilet paper on the lid, then pressed his large ass against the paper and plastic. Sweat was starting to form from his panic, his head getting heated from embarrassment as well. Rick undid his bun, letting curly red locks flow down around and behind his shoulders.
"God Em... where are you." He whispered in frustration.
After taking a few breathes, he started to calm down. That's when he felt his panties dig up uncomfortably once more. He grumbled, and figured to think straight he'd need to fix that pronto. Pulling down his yoga pants was tricky with his wide hips and ass, but after a little struggling he was able to slide them to his feet. Just as he was fixing them, however, his jaw dropped.
"Emily's" was written over the front of the panties in a beautiful Italic font.
"E-EMILY!" Rick gasped aloud, quickly covering his mouth upon hearing how high pitched and loud the call was.
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The panties felt nice and good. It felt digging deep into its role, feeling warm, soft flesh nestling around it. Minutes had gone by, but it had lost sense of time. That was, until a loud voice arose. "E-EMILY!" A booming, piercing cry rang out somewhere above the panties. Emily? What was... wait, that was them, right? Wait, she was human! RICK.
"Shit Rick it's me, it's me!" She screamed in her head. "Holy shit... I-I forgot I was human. Rick can you hear me?" She asked again, trying to move.
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Upon screaming her name, the pair of panties that Rick had just fixed began to tighten. He felt as the silky felt pressed agaisnt his vagina, rubbing slightly on his clit before wedging deep into his ass.
"Eep!" He called, feeling embarrassed by the rather breathy way in which he said it, but couldn't help as it felt... good.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"Excuse me, are you all right m'am?" A voice rang from the other side of the door. "We saw you rush in and thought you looked like you needed help?"
Rick saw three pairs of legs standing on the other side of the door. It was nice of these random ladies to check in, but this was the last thing he needed.
"Uh- y-yes, i'm fine. Just had to take an important call!" He called out with a half assed chuckle. "Hey Em sorry I was so loud, just couldn't hear you." Rick added, pretending to sound like she was on the phone.
The girls lingered for a moment before walking off. Rick sighed in relief, and then went back to faking his call, albeit much quieter.
"Emily, is that really you? Squeeze again if you can hear me."
This time, the panties squeezed in harder, causing some curly red pubic hair to shoot out from the top as it pressed around his pussy. Rick had to cover his mouth as a slight moan escaped his lips. His face began to match the color of his hair as he sighed in frustration. Quickly, he rubbed the clit.... and it felt... good. Her- er, his, his mind fogged for a moment, but he snapped out of it, hitting himself in the forehead.
"Okay okay just, don't worry okay? I'll fix this." He reassured her.
Rick lifted up the camera and winced. What was the safest way to fix this? Blend in could help if blended right with himself, but if it went wrong she could be a toilet or something. Twinning could help too, but then making her herself again later could be harder. Role swap would only be helpful if she tried to use it on those ladies outside... but would that be right? Fusion could help... or doom them both.... and the same went for the regular, random mode.
Rick aimed, and decided to try and restore her with...