Official Squigga
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Squigga walked by, her blubber butt wobbling beneath her sweater dress as if it were trying to escape its knitted prison. Every few steps, the fabric would catch between her gargantuan buttcheeks, sliding up her crack and cupping her booty like a pair of greedy hands. You could see how every click of her strainrd heels sent tremors up her gelatinous thighs, and coalesced in the scattered applause set off by her rump every dozen or so steps.
Her ass appeared to be an entity onto itself; careening wildly from left to right with every step. While her gait was rhythmic and effortlessly sensual, her booty had a beat all its own. 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐏!𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐏! When her hips swayed to the left, her ass jiggled defiantly to the right. She finally comes to a stop at your local bus stop, absentmindedly scrolling on her phone. It takes a moment before the wagon she's dragging to get the memo-- and those pillowy cakes only cease their jiggling a few seconds after the rest of her does.
There's a brief moment where she finally ceases her scrolling to give you a cursory, if not judgemental, glance.
Ugh...Stop starin, freak!She seems to notice you looking at her thighs, ballooned to an immense girth thanks to the winter season.