Dorah waited behind the bushes, her breasts holding her to the ground but slowly shrinking.
Rocking back and forth she gets back to a sitting position. Rubbing her breasts she moaned and said,"Thank
goodness they finally got small enough to sit up again. A little longer and I may be able to stand again."
Struggling to stand again she manages to get up and stay hidden from the park. "I need to get home fast." she
thought. Covering what she could of her breasts with the tatters of her shirt she sneaks out and makes it to her
car just as her breasts become small enough to drive. The stearing wheel still rubbed against her nipples as her
breasts sat in her lap. Every little bump made her breasts shake and quiver turning her on more and more as she
made her way home. As her breasts shrank enough to slip a hand in her lap she rubbed herself and felt she had
soaked through her pants.