Next was to put the tampon in place. I slowly tucked it into my new pussy all the way it could go to provide a very uncomfortable feeling. It was a strange feeling of something small and hard in my anus at all time while I moved around. Normally, when I put something there it was in a sexual pose but this was everyday poses and it was just strange.
Then I put on the panties and a pantyliner in them. Feeling the pantyliner against the inside of my thighs turned me even more on. My dick was hard and a bit protruding from the clitoral opening and touching the panties. They were dry and the feeling was a bit uncomfortable and painful so the erection was quickly gone and my clitoris got back to it's normal small size and hid between the lips.
I put on the bra next and wore the t-shirt and skirt. The skirt was a little bit too short and no matter how much I tried to pull it down my panties could be seen at least a little bit. Looking at myself in the mirror made me feel sexy and I got another idea. I found a small organizer on a shelf in the general store and made it into my menstrual calendar. A week of menstruation followed by three weeks without it. And then over and over again. I made a written promise that I will keep to my menstruation and will not have vaginal (anal, actually) sex during that time.
In my nature I'm quite submissive and love humiliation so I had another idea that I just had to try. I had to walk in front of other people like this to see how will I feel. This was not a real possibility but I improvised. I climbed to the top of the mall and walked around the edge of the roof where the zombies could see me.
Were they sane or not I felt very uncomfortable and exposed as I walked around. Adding to the humiliation was the tampon in my man-pussy that was still very uncomfortable even though it got a bit softer from the fake menstrual liquid that was slowly released.
I returned to my normal daily chores after that. I felt strange while doing them and quite exposed because of the whole outfit and how short the skirt was. I walked around trying to hide it all at my best because, even if I was alone, I was feeling ashamed.
