Who goes to the corner store at 1 am?
I do.
And who's too dumb to think of putting some less revealing clothes?
I am.
I was lying in bed really faded and completely mind broken after playing with my cunt for hours instead of going to sleep. Nonetheless I realized I was a little hungry but there was nothing I wanted to eat in my house, so after my body calmed down I cleaned myself up and put some clothes on so I could go out. If it were any other time I would've put on joggers and a comfortable sweatshirt, but my mind was over taken.
I wasn't looking to blend in, I wanted to be gawked at like a piece of meat, at least subconsciously. I pulled out a cropped pink hoodie with black stars all over it and the shortest skirt I could find (it barely covered my ass)
And for the finishing touches I hoisted my thong straps above the waistband of my skirt and smiled at the outfit I'd created.
"perfect"
The walk to the corner store was quiet...eerily quiet, I just pushed it to the back of my mind and focused on my goal right now.
"get fucked- I mean get some snacks...obviously...I just came out here for snacks"
I start scanning the aisle in the hopes of something catching my eye...when I stand there I realize the lone worker managing the store had been following me, I averted my eyes and just walked down another way because there was no way I was confronting him about it. I was the most scared when I stood back up from bending down to grab a drink from the freezers...I turned back to see a glimpse of him...
"he was looking at my ass" I thought, and suddenly got self conscious and tried to turn around and cover it by putting my hands behind my back. I just gave up and went to pay. No words were exchanged between us since I was pretty sure he knew I was aware of what he was doing. When it came time to pay I realized...
"shit I forgot my wallet...I come here all the time would it be too much to ask if I could pay later?"