Kelly froze. If mom found out she wet herself she'd be in trouble. Uh... "Just a minute!" she yelled, a little surprised at how high pitched her voice was.
She hooked her fingers through the sides of her panties and rolled them down her legs. She had to change clothes quickly. The cool air immediately hit her new privates which felt very weird, feeling the cool air against her new sensitive bits flat against her crotch rather than hanging down like before. She grabbed a wad of tissue and dried her legs and crotch then lifted her dress, wet at the front, over her head. Wearing just her bra she looked down at her girly body, she couldn't really see much of her crotch apart from a cleft.
"Kelly Jones I am not waiting any longer. If you are not ready when I come in there you are coming shopping whether you are ready or not!" mom yelled, and her footsteps started thudding up the stairs.
Quick! She threw on the nearest t-shirt and grabbed some trousers. It wasn't until she put one leg through that she realised this was a skirt. The footsteps were close so she didn't have time, she pulled it up and shot out of the bedroom door before mom could get to it. She slammed the door shut and turned around to face mom who wasn't too pleased about waiting. After being told to put some shoes on she was whisked out of the door, whining that she wasn't ready yet. In truth she was desperate to go back upstairs and put some panties on, but if mom found that out she would flip.
Kelly found herself strapped into the car wearing nothing but her bra, t-shirt, skirt, and sandals. No panties. Mom was too grumpy to talk so Kelly passed the time looking out of the window trying not to think to hard about the vibrations in her chest or the vacancy between her legs.
They got to the mall and mom led her across the car park still not talking. Oh god, it felt so weird to be walking around outside as a girl with the wind blowing all around her girly parts. The breeze made her shiver but mom pointedly ignored her, and yet somehow she felt too hot? That was okay, Kelly didn't feel like talking as they entered the swimsuit shop. Mom started to pick swimsuits out, and at first Kelly's heart jumped when she saw mom pick up swimsuits for girls but it dawned on her that it kind of made sense. Looking for a way out or bide time she murmured "Mom it's ok I can do it. Meet me back here in 15 minutes?"
Mom was surprised but seemed receptive to the idea, she probably wanted some time to herself. She left Kelly in the shop. Alone. Not wearing any panties.
As soon as she was alone Kelly shot to the back of the shop which was a bit more closed off. She felt hot and her crotch felt so sensitive. Why was her heart beating so fast? She dragged her feet along the ground and pretended to take an interest in the swimsuits, trying to work out what was bothering her. Finally though a swimsuit did catch her eye in a curious kind of way. Guiltily, checking no-one was watching, she reached out and lifted a sleek red one-piece swimsuit in her size off the rack. Strangely fascinated she turned to the mirror and hesitantly held it up against her body, imagining the silky fabric against all up against her bare body.
Suddenly she felt a trickle on her thigh. She gasped and parted her legs, thinking she might have wet herself without realising but the moisture just stayed where it was. She looked around quickly to confirm no-one was here. Parting her legs and holding the swimsuit out with one hand she reached down with the other and felt up her thigh. It was wet! She recoiled quickly and looked at her hand, the fluid was kind of sticky and smelled weird.
Slowly it dawned on her what this might be, and her hand returned to her dress. Her heart was hammering now. Her dainty fingers probed up her legs and reached her slit, soaking wet it parted easily and she gasped feeling her fingers almost inside herself. She withdrew again and stood up straight, her face must have been bright red.