A Night of Desperate Ladies
You go check on her and find her frantically trying to undo her dress.
"Oh thank God" she exclaims when she sees you. "PLEASE help me undo this!"
She is dancing in place as you go to help. It's the first time you really looked at her from this angle. The back of her dress has a strap at the top near hey neckline, then an almost corset looking lacing at f feet lower back, with much of hey back open. It's clear there's no way she has a bra, which is surprising given the apparent size of her chest.
You look to see how it works, but you can't figure it out, plus she's moving so much it's hard see.
"I'm really sorry," you say, "but how does this work?"
"Shit, OK. There's a hook at the top, then a normal zipper on the main back, it's just to the right of the laces. I'm kinda squeezed into this, so I'm sorry if it's difficult. Please hurry, though."
She's more still, but still squirming. After a few tries you finally grasp the hook, opening it.
" Oh god," she moans," please hurry with the rest. Just grab the zipper and pull it down."
It takes a little bit before you finally find it tucked away. It's hard to move at first, and you see what she meant about it being tight. She is moaning as you fumble with it, finally getting it open. As you slide down the zipper, it spreads apart - it's clear this dress was too small. It's no wonder it's squeezing her bladder.
The second it's unzipped, she frantically slides the dress off, revealing shapewear that goes from her mid thigh all the way up her. Its straps like up roughly with the dress, which explains how she was able to get say without a bra.
In a flash she's removed her arms and is peeling it down, she she's having trouble. She struggles, grunting, whining, and cursing, before shoving and hand between her legs.
"Fucking spanx. This is the first time I've really worn them. I practiced, but I never had a bladder this full, so of course I can't get them off." She strugglrs some more, then she finally appears to give up with a loud sigh.Slowly, she looks back at you.
"Can you help again?" she asks, sheepishly. However, all you can do is stare at her gigantic breasts. They are easily the largest you have ever seen in person and some of the largest ever. It's clear her clothes were greatly surpressing them. She is subtly bouncing, and you are enhanced as you share at ttyl bouncing.
"Please," she begs, snapping you out of your trance. I have to go so bad. I'll even let you play with these, just help be out.
The dress was one thing, but this is getting awfully intimate.
"Oh thank God" she exclaims when she sees you. "PLEASE help me undo this!"
She is dancing in place as you go to help. It's the first time you really looked at her from this angle. The back of her dress has a strap at the top near hey neckline, then an almost corset looking lacing at f feet lower back, with much of hey back open. It's clear there's no way she has a bra, which is surprising given the apparent size of her chest.
You look to see how it works, but you can't figure it out, plus she's moving so much it's hard see.
"I'm really sorry," you say, "but how does this work?"
"Shit, OK. There's a hook at the top, then a normal zipper on the main back, it's just to the right of the laces. I'm kinda squeezed into this, so I'm sorry if it's difficult. Please hurry, though."
She's more still, but still squirming. After a few tries you finally grasp the hook, opening it.
" Oh god," she moans," please hurry with the rest. Just grab the zipper and pull it down."
It takes a little bit before you finally find it tucked away. It's hard to move at first, and you see what she meant about it being tight. She is moaning as you fumble with it, finally getting it open. As you slide down the zipper, it spreads apart - it's clear this dress was too small. It's no wonder it's squeezing her bladder.
The second it's unzipped, she frantically slides the dress off, revealing shapewear that goes from her mid thigh all the way up her. Its straps like up roughly with the dress, which explains how she was able to get say without a bra.
In a flash she's removed her arms and is peeling it down, she she's having trouble. She struggles, grunting, whining, and cursing, before shoving and hand between her legs.
"Fucking spanx. This is the first time I've really worn them. I practiced, but I never had a bladder this full, so of course I can't get them off." She strugglrs some more, then she finally appears to give up with a loud sigh.Slowly, she looks back at you.
"Can you help again?" she asks, sheepishly. However, all you can do is stare at her gigantic breasts. They are easily the largest you have ever seen in person and some of the largest ever. It's clear her clothes were greatly surpressing them. She is subtly bouncing, and you are enhanced as you share at ttyl bouncing.
"Please," she begs, snapping you out of your trance. I have to go so bad. I'll even let you play with these, just help be out.
The dress was one thing, but this is getting awfully intimate.