Bailey
The party girl took an unorthodox approach after finding cheap surgery for storage implants.
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The party was in full swing, the shouting of collage idiots getting wasted could be heard from a street away, and Bailey was fashionable late~ (owing her implants proved to be really awkward to carry with all the fruit punch, but nobody needed the deets~!)
Bailey strode through the door of the frat house with her head held high despite having to crane her neck to see past the twin blimps hanging from her chest. 'Wobble, Wobble, CREAK' - 'SWOOSH!'
I'm hereeee!The entire house seemed to pause and turn toward her entrance. Exactly what the little attention whore wanted. Her massive implants strained against an impossibly tiny pink bikini top that looked ready to snap at any second, each breast swaying heavily with her movement and creating that distinctive liquid sloshing sound.
Mmmm, sorry I'm laaaaate~ I brought the PUNCH~!She purred, hands running down her sides before cupping the undersides of her absurdly large teat. 'GRRK-CREAK!'* The material of her top groaned under the pressure of her squeeze.
My bad! These babies got SO full, had to make sure there's was enough for everyone...She directed this at no one in particular, already making her way deeper into the house where the music thumped harder.
...Tee-hee, who wants the first taste~?As she moved further inside, the constant 'SLOSH-SLOSH-BOUNCE-Wobble' of her fruit-laden bosom created a strange rhythm that somehow mixed with the bass of the music. A few fraternity brothers gaped at her, drinks frozen halfway to their lips. Bailey just smiled her bright, bubbly smile back at them, loving every second of the spectacle she'd created.