Journal of a Brief Wearing Bunny Part 3 Chapter 2

Story by BunnyBriefs on SoFurry

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#7 of Journal of a Brief Wearing Bunny

Dylan goes clothes shopping and meets up with his friend again! However, due to the shenanigan's of Dylan's older sister, he now has to change with his friend, Cindy! What will happen to the two of them next?


Journal of a Brief Wearing Bunny

Mall Shenanigans

Chapter 2: Love in a Changing Room

Dylan and Melissa went to the food court, heading towards the pizza shop. The two of them got themselves a couple of slices of pizza with two drinks. As the two ate, Melissa looked to her phone for a bit before peeking back up at her brother.

"Y'know, we have some extra time to kill. How about after this you can go look around in any store ya want. Once you're done we'll finish up at the clothing store and head home," She explained.

Dylan nodded as he ate. "Uh, sure. Sounds good to me," He answered. He was somewhat confused, as she tended to be very nice to him, but would also pull pranks and other embarrassing actions on him, like how she did in the lingerie store. Still, he couldn't complain too much. He did like going into the nearby game store or BoxLunch.

Once they finished up, Melissa and him headed towards the upper level. Dylan had decided to head into BoxLunch and look around some, perhaps even buying himself something if he so wished. Melissa also looked around, even if she wasn't into the type of product that was inside. After a few minutes of searching, Dylan had decided to buy himself a miniature plushie of an Eevee. He had to admit that he had a soft spot for cute stuff, and plushies were also his favorite thing as well. Using his own money, he purchased it and was soon headed out of the store with his sister.

After a quick detour to the restroom, the two of them headed into the clothing store that was closest to them. The one they entered usually specialized in all sorts of clothing, ranging from all ages and sizes. The bunny family often got their clothes from this kind of store anyways because it had such a wide variety of sizes.

Since Dylan already had plenty of shirts, he went near the pants section and looked through some. Melissa stayed nearby, but was over near a different section, looking through different tops that she thought she'd look good in.

A few minutes later, the bunny managed to find three pairs that looked around his size, he moved towards Melissa, who had also picked out a few shirts for herself. "I think I have a few picked out if you're ready," He said to her.

Melissa, turned and smiled a bit, putting a hand on his shoulder. Instead of leading him to the checkout counter, she instead began to lead him towards the changing room again. "Not so fast, Dylly. Y'know mom wouldn't want you buying those unless they fit you properly. So ya gotta go try em on," She told him. Dylan gulped as his ears folded back a bit.

"I was afraid you'd say that..." He said softly, knowing that she was up to something. However, on their way to the changing room, the two of them walked by the underwear section. Dylan got a bit nervous, as he was afraid that Melissa would grab a pair of really embarrassing underwear for him to try on, but instead she slowed up a bit. When Dylan looked that way, he saw why.

Cindy and her mom were in the store as well. Her mom already had some stuff picked out, and was holding up a package of girls' panties. From the looks of it, they were patterned with... Disney princesses? He could hear their conversation from where he stood.

"P-please mom, I'm a teenager! I think I can wear panties that aren't meant for little girls..." Cindy said, flushing brightly.

"Aww, but when you were little, they were always your favorite kinds! And besides, you're so tiny, these are all that'll fit you! Well, sort of anyways. You're bottom's getting to be pretty round!" Her mom said, patting the rear of her daughter in a playful manner. This made Cindy jump some, squirming a bit.

"Mooom!" Cindy whined, embarrassed.

Her mom shook her head and held onto the package. "Sorry, Cindy! Oh, look! It's your friend!" She said, suddenly turning her attention to the two bunnies. Cindy did the same, squeaking out and looking away awkwardly, rubbing her arm shyly.

Melissa waved and grinned, laughing some. "Hey again! I see you like to shop here too," She said. Dylan also waved some, trying to hide a growing smile on his face. It was kinda cute to see Cindy look so shy. That and it brought comfort to him knowing he wasn't the only one with an embarrassing mother who made their child wear rather silly underwear.

Cindy's mom nodded and walked towards Melissa. "Yup yup! The clothes here are perfect for my Cindy! Oh, I can't believe I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Molly," She said, beaming to Melissa.

"Melissa. It's a pleasure to meet ya," She said, pointing near the changing station. "The two of us were just gonna head on over there so Dyl here can try on pants," She said.

Dylan took a quick glance at the changing station. It was much larger and a bit more private than the one in Madam Mimi's, thankfully. When he looked back, Molly was nodding. "Oh same here! C'mon, we'll head there together!" She said, walking with Melissa to the changing room. Dylan and Cindy trailed behind, both of them flashing a small glance to each other, with a shy smile shared between them, though not much else.

When the group reached the doors, they realized that every room was taken, save for one. It was the one that was double the size of the others, but as far as Dylan knew, there wasn't a curtain or anything to separate the room. Dylan gulped and flushed some as Molly spoke up. "Aww, there's only one left?" She turned to Melissa and asked sweetly, "Uh, would you like to go first?"

Melissa turned her head behind her a bit to take a glance at the two behind her, both of whom seemed somewhat awkward. She grinned as an idea quickly popped into her head and she turned back to Molly. "I have an idea. Why not let the two share a room?" Melissa stated.

At that, the two of them quickly looked up, blushing immensely as they exclaimed at the same time, "What?!"

Dylan expected Molly to decline, but from the looks of it, she seemed to be a bit of an... well, an airhead. Molly merely thought about it for a bit before beaming. "Aw, I can't see the harm in it! It'll save us time!" She turned to Dylan, pointing a finger at him. "Don't ya go peekin on my daughter though!" She said, giggling a bit as she did. Dylan squirmed, feeling hot under the collar. He noticed Cindy was also squirming some, tugging at the hem of her skirt.

"Then it's settled! C'mon you two, get in there," Melissa stated, beginning to gently push the two teens into the changing room. Both entered somewhat reluctantly as Cindy quickly locked the door. She was avoiding eye contact with Dylan, and he was doing the same. Of course, this wouldn't be the end of the humiliation train.

"Okay, Dyl, strip! I'll pass ya your pants over the top," Melissa stated.

"You too Cindykins!" Molly called out. The two turned away from each other somewhat as they slowly tugged down their bottoms. Dylan bit his lip as he saw his banana patterned briefs come into view, his bulge already twitching some. The urge to look over at his friend was intense, but he didn't go through with it. Instead, he tossed his pants over the top, which were grabbed by his sister. He heard Cindy do the same with her skirt.

However, instead of getting new pants, Melissa called out, "Shirt too, Dylly!"

Dylan rolled his eyes a bit. "Aw, c'mon..!" He sighed.

He could hear Molly talk to his sister. "He takes his shirt off to try on pants?"

"Oh yeah!" Melissa answered. "Helps see if the pants fit right around the waist."

"Oooh good idea!" Molly said. "Cindy, take your shirt off too, baby!" Dylan could hear a soft whine as Cindy wiggled her shirt off. While avoiding the somewhat tempting view of the stripping mouse, the bunny removed his shirt off too, tossing it over the edge. He saw it slide back down.

Unfortunately, the moment he saw his shirt slip away, he heard a loud gasp come from Cindy's mom. "Oh goodness, I forgot something!"

The two teens waited in the room, shivering as they listened to the conversation on the other side of the door. "What's wrong?" Melissa asked.

"D'oh, I think I left my purse in another store!" She exclaimed. Dylan blinked and tilted his head some.

"Purse?" He thought to himself. "How could she forget her entire purse?"

Melissa on the other hand, also let out a bit of a gasp. "Oh that's not good! I'll come with ya and help you look for it! Where did you leave it?"

"Somewhere on the western side of the mall, I think! We'd better hurry!" Molly squeaked out.

Dylan's ears perked up as he stood there in disbelief. "They're going now?! The western part is all the way on the other end!" He thought.

Before the two ran off, Melissa called to the two, "Stay here you two!" Before either one of them could stop her, Molly and Melissa had left the store. With their clothes.

Dylan and Cindy stood in place awkwardly, the bunny trying to avoid looking towards the half naked mouse. He held his hands in front of his groin, trying to hide is bulging banana briefs. After a couple of minutes, he heard the soft voice of his friend speak up. "...c-cute undies..." Cindy squeaked.

Dylan perked up some and looked over instinctively. He didn't mean to look at her, but his face burned hotly as he took in the sight. Cindy wasn't looking at him, but from her comment and how red her face was, she had clearly peeked over at him. Cindy's panties were patterned with Minnie Mouse heads over a sky blue background and white polka dots. She also wore a tiny training bra that fit her flat chest perfectly. Even from a side view, he could see that the panties just barely fit over her bubble butt. Dylan could see that she too was hiding her crotch, using both hands.

Dylan bit his lip and looked away quickly as well. "Oh! Uh, thanks..." He'd say, remaining silent for a few seconds. After that, he'd mumble, "...yours are cute too..."

He felt his giant rod shift around gently, slowly starting to grow in his stretchy briefs. He decided to take another peek at Cindy, seeing that she had stepped much closer to him, not leaving much room between them.

"Uh... s-sorry about my mom..." She squeaked out.

"It's fine..! Sorry about my sis," He replied to her, the two letting out awkward little laughs.

After a bit of silence, he saw Cindy scoot closer to him. "...y'know, on our first day... in science class, I thought I was seeing things. Y'know... under the table," She squeaked, slowly peering her gaze to Dylan's hands, which were barely covering his growing underwear bulge. "B-but, now that I can... w-well, see it now... I now know that you're a lot bigger than I thought..!" She gasped out.

Dylan's ears perked up a bit as he looked to her. He noticed that her fingers were curling upwards against her crotch some. He also thought he heard squishing...

"I-I imagine that you were thinking of Ms Redhart, though..." She continued on, slowly scooting closer, but growing silent.

Dylan gulped and thought to himself a bit. While it was true that he was daydreaming about his science teacher getting naked, he knew that what was happening right now was real. Dylan decided to move in closer, so that their hips were softly touching. He was now looking at her with his full attention, their faces beet red.

"Maybe... but... but y'know, the cute mouse in front of me is what's making me react the most," He said, slowly uncovering himself. In doing so, his half hard erection began to tent his briefs, sticking upwards slightly. Cindy gulped and gasped, staring at it with wide eyes, her mouth open some.

She looked up at his face with wide eyes and leaned upwards. "...you know... I always thought you were really... c-cute," She squeaked softly.

Dylan nodded and smiled gently. "Same with you," He said.

The two didn't do anything but stare into each others' eyes for a few seconds. The passion quickly overwhelmed the two of them and soon, the two found themselves in an embrace. Cindy's arms shot up from her crotch and around his neck, lifting herself upwards some. Dylan's hands reached for her rather wide hips, grabbing a hold and squishing her fat bottom some. In an instant motion, the two found themselves locking lips and making out, gasping and groaning gently.

Cindy had to step on her tip toes some, as Dylan's growing erection had found it's way in between her legs, that she had to straddle against it some. Still, neither one complained as Dylan's fat cock nestled in between her covered tush. The bunny had to hold her up a bit, but she was pretty light, so he had no issue.

The two were inexperienced with kissing, so it was definitely a sloppy manner. Their tongues lapped at each others', their eyes were shut, their chests rubbing against each others'. Dylan felt waves of lust, love, and passion overwhelm his entire body, and he could tell that the same thing was happening with Cindy.

Dylan's 20 inch erection twitched and throbbed in between the mouse's buns, a bit of pre beginning to stain the tip of his banana briefs. The two lovers also began to moan out into each others lips a bit more as Cindy began to hump gently against the base of his rod. Dylan heard the squishing noises as Cindy rubbed her wet Minnie Mouse panties up against his tent. The bunny's fingers began to sink and knead the soft, squishy flesh of Cindy's fat bottom. He even decided to be cheeky and give a little spank. As a satisfying slapping noise was emitted, Cindy let out a high pitched yelp. She arched her back, but didn't let up, quickly going back to making out with the bunny.

The bunny felt his balls tense up some as they wobbled gently against his briefs. The two of them finally pulled away from each other, both letting out a sharp exhale as they panted heavily. A lewd trail of saliva connected their lips and tongues, which slowly dripped downwards and disconnected. Dylan and Cindy didn't seem to mind, as they were busy staring into each others eyes lovingly.

"Guh...huh... D-dylan..." Cindy cooed out. "I...I lo-"

Her sentence was cut short, however, as the door close to them began to jiggle and pull back. Thankfully, the door was locked, but whoever was on the other side seemed rather impatient. Because of how sudden it was, the two of them let out a gasp, the mouse letting out a squeak as she clung onto the bunny, pulling herself in as close as she could. Dylan held onto Cindy tightly, the two eyeing the door nervously.

"Hello? Who's in there?! There better not be anything naughty happening in there!" The voice called out. The two remained silent, looking to each other for a second before going back to the door. "You can't fool me! I'll find out who it is in there and you'll be in big trouble! I'm getting the manager!" The voice called out before storming off.

From what Dylan could tell, the voice was elderly, and did not approve of anyone making love in the changing rooms. If anyone else was around, they'd be quiet for a bit too, curious as to what was even going on. Thankfully, no one else really said anything.

Dylan and Cindy leaned up against the door, the bunny still holding onto the mouse. From the sounds of it, it didn't seem like there was anyone else in the store at the time. "Everyone else must have left their changing rooms awhile ago..." Cindy whispered.

"What's he saying..?" Dylan asked, hearing the elderly voice argue with another voice.

"W-well sir, I don't have permission to open any locked doors!" One voice said.

"What do you mean? You're the manager, are you not?!" The elderly man yelled.

"Uh... well, no. I'm not. B-but the manager is at lunch right now, and she won't be back for another-"

"Hmph! I'll get her myself! You keep an eye out for those two in there!" He called out. From how he said it, he must have been pointing at the changing rooms.

"U-uh okay..?" The other man said, the older man grumbling as he hurried off.

The two half naked teens gulped and looked to each other, still embraced in each others arms, their arousal slowly dying off.

"...now what?" Cindy squeaked nervously. Dylan bit his lip as he tried to think of a plan before the man came back and busted the two of them.