"It's right down this way," David said, pointing along the street. "Place called Second Hand Closets. Supposed to be a good place to drop off clothes at the end of the year."
"Great," Jamie immediately turned and began to walk down the street. David followed as quickly as his new hips could take him. He felt a swish to his walk that he never had. His thighs rubbed against each other. The sensations nearly set him off, and he desperately needed to find some alone time. He already planned on finding the bathroom at the thrift store before trying on whatever Jamie picked out.
The walk to the store wasn't long, and Jamie disappeared into the doorway before he even could grab the door. He let her head out toward whatever she wanted and he headed straight to the bathroom. He passed by a group of guys and felt their eyes on him as he walked by. He considered swapping something about them, but let it go. For now, he had to focus on not ruining his pants.
The bathroom was unoccupied, and thankfully a single room. No stalls, just a urinal and a toilet and a door he could lock. Sliding the lock into place with one hand, he unsnapped the button on his jeans and tugged them down just enough to show the bright pink thong he wore that did little to hold back his cock.
Bitting his lip, David focused on his hand and not screaming. IT wasn't pretty, and it certainly was quick, but silent. He cleaned his hands several times, the floor where his missed the tissue and then his hands again. It was much easy to manuever back under the thong now, and it even hid him a little. Not much since the thing wasn't made for dicks, but enough that he wasn't completely hanging out for the world to see.
No one was waiting for him when he stepped out of the bathroom. He did his best walk over to the women's section where he spotted Jamie. He couldn't see her as he walked through the aisles, but he knew her general direction. It was weird, normally he could see everything and now everything blocked his view.
"All done?" Jamie asked when he managed to get back to her.
He nodded, and gave a smile. "Yeah, too much coke."
"Happens, what with being tiny and all," Jamie said, waving her hand at his entire body. David cocked his hip, and placed a hand just above his ass. "Yeah, sorry, nothing tiny about that ass. Going to be hard to find something, but I think I've got a few things that would work. Do wish you would have let me stop somewhere to get you some underwear."
David felt his cheeks grow warm. "About that..."
Jamie turned to him, looked at his butt, then him. "No."
"Well..." David shrugged and half smiled.
"No." she shook her head but started smiling as well. "You're not... I didn't think..."
"It was the only thing that really fits," David said biting his lip not to start laughing. Jamie broke out into laughter, drawing teh attention of everyone around them. It was kind of absurd, and embarrassing, but more absurd. He started to giggle then join in.
When they finally managed to stop, Jamie had tears in her eyes. "Bro, that is...I don't have the words. How do you like it?"
David stopped to think about it. Despite the tightness, he kind of liked the feel and the separation. It was weird having his butt cheeks rubbing against his jeans, but not something he couldn't get used to over time.
"It's okay, but today's my first day wearing them," he said. Technically true.
"Okay," Jamie said between her giggles, "okay, so do you want a dress or stick with some pants?"
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