Unwanted attention – Chapter 9

Chapter 9

A few days later it was time for my next appointment with Doctor Carter and I just didn’t want to get out of bed, I was just staring at the ceiling and imagining what perversions I would be submitted to this time. As these thoughts entered my mind, I realized that I was actually the one that was submitting to his desires, the one that was keeping his perverseness a secret for the sake of my own secrets being kept by him. I was trapped in a vicious circle and could see no way out so far. Suddenly I heard a knock at the door: “Jasmine honey, are you coming down for breakfast soon, I have to do some shopping before I drop you off to counseling…” said my mom, not opening the door. “Are you still asleep?!”

I finally answered, saying that I will be down in a few… I reluctantly got out of bed, threw my robe on and walked down stairs where my brother was already at the table and there was a plate out for me too. I sat down and got fed like a baby while my mom was telling me about where she had to be today and how busy she was. I didn’t even listed to half of it, not because I wanted to be rude, but because I had my own demons to deal with. She rushed me upstairs to take a shower and get dressed as she wanted me to join her on some errands before my appointment.

I went straight to the bathroom and jumped in the shower, washing up fast and then grooming myself a bit in the mirror before going back to my room to get dressed. I stared at my closet for a few minutes before choosing a light blue sundress that I had worn before and I liked how it fit. I put on a white bra and panties and then slipped the dress over my head. It felt a bit snug compared to the last time I had it on, so I took a good look in the mirror. It seemed that my hips were just a bit wider, my butt a bit more round, but my breasts were fuller for sure, they were showing more of themselves than they usually dared to; and that is saying a lot. The actual problem was that the bra just didn’t work with this dress, the straps were doubled up and the cups were pushed out and over the cleavage.

I took the dress off again and decided to try it on without a bra, just to see if that was the issue, or if I just grew out of it. When I slipped it back on over my head and over my naked breasts, it seemed to actually fit better. It contoured my young still developing body quite well and although it was still snug, it wrapped itself better over all my curves and even encased my heavy bust well enough that I wasn’t embarrassed to wear it out of my room. I picked a pair of white sandals and finished doing my hair just in time for my mom to urge me out of my room again and into the car.

We drove to the post office first where I waited in the car, and then went to the supermarket. I was going to wait behind again, but she insisted that I come whit her since she had more shopping to do and wanted me to help with the groceries and not stay in the car for an hour…. I finally agreed and stepped out of the car. As we walked through the parking lot I noticed that the dress I was wearing looked a bit different in the light of day then it did in my room. It was fairly decent, not too short, about an inch above the knee, but it was hugging my bubble butt just a bit more than I would be comfortable showing in public, or anywhere for that matter. Of course, my old nemesis, the cleavage was on display like usual but there was not much I could do about that…

We grabbed a shopping cart and walked through the store picking up items along the way. I noticed some guys look at me, but nothing unusual so far, just your garden variety creeps, but when you are all legs, ass and boobs as they say, what else can you expect. I had learned to live with that and just ignore it. We made our way to the frozen section and had more stuff to pick up here than usual. It was a hot summer and we were going through ice-cream like crazy.

Mom had me pick up whatever flavors I thought that James and I would like, so I had to reach up and behind other stuff to get what I needed. At one point I leaned in the freezer to grab the last box of popsicles from the back of the shelf and ended up pressing my bust against the other iced treats in order to get it. We then saw another one behind the one I pulled out, so I leaned in even further, pressing my chest harder against the cold boxes until I retrieved the last one.

Pushing my soft nipples against that freezing surface hurt a bit, but since there was only a thin layer of dress material to cover them, they got really stiff and were now poking outward getting even my mom’s attention. “Are you not wearing a brassiere young lady?” she asked a bit irritated and staring right at them. My eyes dropped and I gasped a bit, covering my chest with both hands.

“Am, well, it didn’t fit inside the dress and so I just tried it on without one and it seemed OK at home. I didn’t know they were going to get so stiff mom, you know how shy I am, why you have to say it so loud and embarrass me here?” As I said that she looked behind her at the man who overheard the conversation and was now leering at me rudely. We threw the stuff in the cart and made our way to the front of the store. My large nipples had not recovered from the cold shock as fast as I had hoped and were still displaying themselves with total disregard for my predicament.

I couldn’t walk around the whole time with my arms crossed in front of my chest since I was the one pushing the cart and my mom putting groceries in, so I reserved myself to just looking down and away from the steering eyes and pretended not to notice that the man from the frozen section was now following us through the store and all the way to the registers. I just wanted to get out of there as fast as I could, but the line was moving slow and my mom ran back to the fruit section having forgot to pick up some things while I started putting stuff on the conveyor belt for the cashier to scan.

The eavesdropper was right behind me and now really close to me. I just looked back at him and he had a smile on his face, then he came even closer and was rubbing against be as I was reaching in my cart for every item. He started rubbing his crotch against my butt when I was bending down a bit and I could feel his erection through the thin material that was stretched over my tight butt. I could have said something but I didn’t want to attract anymore unwanted attention to myself especially since the cashier was spending more time looking at my boobs then the register. He even threw in a few items without scanning them as he didn’t want to miss any second of the show that was unfolding in front of him now. The pervert behind me who had by now reached out and squeezed my ass a few times suddenly stepped back, and I looked at him and noticed my mom coming up with some bananas and a bag of grapes.

She went up front to pay for the stuff, and I finished loading the last of the shopping on the belt and walked towards the register but not before feeling a hand pinch my right butt cheek really hard.