Try Public Transportation to Get to School
From Create Your Own Story
| Status | ||
| Condition | Wet, Running Late, Cold | Apparel and Items: Drenched White Lace Dress, Semi-Transparent White Panties and Bra, Sneakers |
| Day, Time | Friday, Rainy Morning | |
| Need to Bathroom | Need to Go Sometime Soon | |
| Level of Humiliation | Embarrassed That Someone Can See Her Transparent Clothing | |
Katie, realizing that her best choice to escape more rain and hopefully dry off, decides to head for the nearest bus stop, five blocks down. Hurriedly, she makes her way on the pavement, her steps splashing water on the bottom of her dress while the rain continues to dampen her top. As she reaches the end of her block, a young man in a raincoat walking with his dog stops and gawks at her. To her shame, he changes his walking path and follows her while she hurries on, his eyes fixated on her jiggling ass.
Katie finally reaches the bus stop, which is thankfully empty. She goes to the bus schedule and checks to see when a bus will be by next. Sadness hits her as she reads that the next bus headed toward her school will take another hour to arrive. There are other busses scheduled for arrival sooner, but they all go to the city's commercial and industrial districts.
Katie sighs loudly as she considers her options. She's probably going to be late for school after this detour, and taking the extra hour might let her dry off, but there's the chance more people might show up. The other busses arrive much sooner and would probably give her an opportunity to change clothes or wait out the storm, but they'll make her much later for school. Her intestines take the opportunity to rumble and remind her of her need to poop. As she weighs pros and cons, she hears the sound of feet on pavement. Turning around, she sees the young man and his dog standing in the bus stop.
"Um... hello?" says Katie nervously, fully aware that her body is almost entirely on display.
"Hi, miss. I couldn't help notice you having some trouble," says the young man, "My name's Jon. Is there anything I can do to help?"
Katie looks Jon over. His short dark brown hair is flecked with water droplets and his eyes, though they are clearly focused on Katie's chest, look soft and kind. Even though Katie is embarrassed by the situation, she feels comfortable with him.
Katie asks Jon to drive her to school, following him back to his house
