This choice: Lucy's mom takes her to the store and embarrassed her in front of the cute clerk • Go Back...Chapter #9Lucy's mom takes her to the store and embar... by: LordwithEyes   Lucy sat in the passenger seat of the car, staring to the side and grumbling to herself once again. How could this happen to her? Sweet and nerdy lil Anna rising against her? And mom knowing all along and doing nothing?
"Sweetie," Susan interrupted. "If you wanna talk about it-"
"Like you care." Lucy responded with the angst characteristic of what she now realized was the most stereotypical emo teenager. "You just say there and watched as Anna humiliated me mom!"
"Lucy Lucy Lucy, you had it coming don’t lie about that.” her mother said in her calm motherly voice. "You gave your sister a lot of opportunities for it anyway too. Maybe you should take this through her perspective and-"
"Ughhhhh mom! I don’t want to hear about this!" Lucy whined, voice cracking before immediately turning away back towards the window in embarrassment. "Wh... What are you-"
"Lucy, I'm your mother." Susan asserts over her rebellious daughter. "I love you, but I think you should just let Anna have her fun fo-“
"MOM!" Lucy protested, embarrassed beyond measure, "I'm not about to le-"
"How many times have you humiliated your sister with these fun little wedgies of yours?" Susan asks her rhetorically, leaving Lucy speechless. "How many pairs of her panties that I bought just for her have you ruined for your own petty amusement?"
"B...but" Lucy stuttered, trying find the right words. Any words. "When I did it to her, she deserved it...honest!”
"Lucy," As Susan looked at her older daughter with a smug 'did you actually just say that' face. "Even you're not dumb enough to believe that."
"UGHHH! Mom!" Lucy whined yet again, “I'm serious-"
"Maybe..." Susan interruptsed,. "You're just a pathological wedgie giver. You see a waistband or even a panty line and you just can't control yourself, can you?"
"NO! Of course not!” Lucy protested
"Lucy, I know what you're like in school." Maintaining a calm controlled demeanor. "You're such a bully you give a minimum of three wedgies a day to whatever unlucky nerd looks at you the wrong.”
"Mom! That’s different! I’m the one giving wedgies, not getting them!!" Lucy said infuriated, "Besides why do you care? I never go too far! And I never targeted you either!"
"HA! Like you haven't thought about it!" She laughs hysterically not paying attention to the road for nearly five seconds.
"I saw the way you were staring at my panties this morning, trying to score honey? Not gonna happen.” Lucy couldn't believe what she was hearing, now even more embarrassed at her mom.
“Oh god, if you could only see what would have happened to you if you tried."
"What?" Lucy asked but before she got her answered they stopped.
"We're here." Susan responds, interrupting abruptly.
"Alright Lucy," her mom started cheerfully, “Ready to buy some new panties with your dear ole mother?”
"I hate you mom.” Lucy said, rolling her eyes
"Careful young lady," She condescends as they both get out of the car, giggling at her next words, "Don't give me any ideas."
As they both entered the clothing store, they quickly found their way to the women's underwear department. Table after table and row after row of different panty packages, a rainbow of different colors, shapes and sizes of panties, capable of all different manner of thoughts to enter one's mind. It was incredibly embarrassing being forced to catalouge underwear with her mom, especially since she made it her mission to embarrass her dearest daughter every chance, either speaking loudly or reminiscing over past events, particularly her and aunty Sharon.
“Hey Lucy, come here.” She heard
"What?" Lucy quietly asked, trying to minimize the attention she'd get in here.
"I think these are cute." Susan says as she holds up a 12-pack of cartoonishly patterned granny panties, one being pink with dogs all over them and another being bright blue with ducks. "I like these."
"I was thinking... more like..." Lucy struggled to actually think of what she wanted, but definitely not those, those wedgie bait panties. "Maybe..." Something more mature, that wouldn't encourage other to- "Thongs!" She yelled out, way louder than she expected.
"Lucy," Susan whispers semi condescendingly. "You're not old enough for those."
"I'm 18 mom!” Lucy replied, surprised. "I'm exactly old enough. All my friends wear them."
"All your friends are whores then." She snappily retorted, grabbing four or five different 12-packs of granny panties with a wide array of colors and designs. "Their mothers should be ashamed of themselves. We're getting you these panties and that's final."
Lucy facepalmed before she hesitantly followed after her mother, and right as she caught up Susan tripped and fell over on her stomach, dropping the packages of panties everywhere.
"Damn it," Susan utters out, completely shameless on all fours now as she begins trying to round up the packages of panties. "Lucy, come help me!" She calls out, embarrassing her daughter.
Then she saw it. On all fours, right above Susan's yoga pants covered booty (which Lucy was slightly jealous of) that same waistband from those same orange panties from this morning were teasing her. It was perfect. Lucy slithered her way towards her mother and slickly extended her hands to-
"Enjoying the view sweetheart?" Susan nonchalantly asks without looking back at her daughter, now finishing gathering the fallen packs of panties. "Go ahead, try it. See what happens."
Lucy, shocked at how her Mother saw her without even looking at her, stood there motionless.
"Come on," Susan commanded, as she stood up, panties in arms. "Don't wanna be here all day, do you?"
They approached the cashier lane and Lucy was once again speechless, this time to find that Chris, this really hot senior from school was there in uniform. When her middle aged mom shamelessly approached the register with four or five packages of granny panties in arms, dropping them in front of him, imagine Lucy's embarrassment when he then made eye contact with her, registering recognition.
"Lucy, right?" Chris asked, confused. "So what's this?"
"These, young man," Susan responded before Lucy could. "Are granny panties for my daughter. She's had the misfortune of-"
"Mom!" Lucy muttered, head looking down and face red. "Shut up."
"Don't be embarrassed Lucy, it's really quite common. She has been given quite a few wedgies as of late." Susan explained shamelessly, making an awkward silence ripple among everyone within close facility. "Here, let me show you."
Susan turned 180 degrees and slightly bent her ass over towards Chris, exposed orange waistband exposed in hand. With no shame or hesitation at all, Susan gave herself a small wedgie in front of everyone, stretching her granny panties maybe a third of the way up her back.
"A wedgie, like this," She explained, as if this were a school lesson. "Except Lucy's were MUCH bigger and MUCH more painful."
"OH MY GOD MOM!" Lucy cried out in shock, “STOP! We’re in public you hag!" Although Chris’s expression trying very hard not to laugh said otherwise.
"Fine," Susan sighs, as if she was disappointed in how boring they were. Susan hands her credit card to Chris. "We'll buy them all."
Lucy couldn't believe what her life had come to as they both left, with a laughing Chris slyly handing her a piece of paper with his number on it before they walked outside. Once Lucy shyly added it into her contact book, they both walked outside to the empty parking lot towards the car.
Lucy had never felt more like an embarrassed child in her life, especially given the fact didn't seem to either notice or care.
"Why..." Lucy grumbled, teeth grinding, “Did you do that?"
"What do you mean?" Susan feigns playing dumb as she now is at their car. “I just wanted to show the jer-I mean young man what happened.”
"You know what." Grumbling still, rolling her eyes so far they felt like they were never gonna stop.
"Lucy, if you're gonna be mad at me," Susan dismissively replies as she opens the door and places the packs of panties in the backseat. "At least learn to articulate yourself properly. Besides, it was funny.”
At that moment, as she was putting them away in the car, once again Susan's panties were teasing out to her, and Lucy's embarrassment and frustration fueling her, she...
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