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You keep calling out to them, only for them to ignore your pleas, and this dress stops you from chasing them down limiting your legs from moving. you give up and tears start to fill you eyes, but you don't feel sad, actually you feel some arousal at the shame you are feeling as you feel your panties start to moisten up, but you refuse to give in to the arousal as you stand up tall and proud and pull your dress up and charge back into the mansion.
Eventually you find your way to the bathing space, thinking that maybe if you remove the stress from your body it'll help combat the horny feeling inside. you start to remove your dress, subconsciously being careful as not to tear it.
After removing panties and dropping them, making a wet slosh noise as they hit the ground. You try to move to the bath as you realize how hard it is without any support, your breasts are killing your spine as they dangle from your chest, your ass feels like a jelly-filled bubble, and having your squishy thighs rub against each other with nothing between them is new and weird.
While walking to the pool of water, your tits sway too much and throw off your balance as you fall to the ground, sadly the pain of hitting the stone leading to some slight arousal. You hoist up your boobs, "god damn it if only you weren't so annoying and big". You say shaming them, sadly only increasing your libido.
Before you can move you hear the door knob behind you rattle as you turn to face it