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Mindy stepped aside as Vern shoveled the urine soaked straw that covered the floor of her stall, and scooped up her manure, and dumped it into a steel drum outside. After about an hour in the morning dawn, Vern was about ready to give up and head back home for some microwave grub when he saw the dastardly fish jump up just a few feet from his float, sending ripples through the water. About a half-hour later, Ol' Flounder was flapping and gasping for breath on a tree stump set back from the water's edge. Vern dropped the fish into a small plastic garbage bag along with some pond water.
"Let's see if I can pull them so hard that we see some marks!" Betty giggled and grabbed the beautiful breasts with force. Richie idly played with the bloated red balls above and wondered how this girl would ever get out of those holes again. "Hey girl, do you need to get out?" he asked, lightly slapping the constricted breasts. Richie sighed, touched his two pairs one last time and said, "Bye bye, girls, and don't forget my offer! Soon, the driver released the locking mechanism and all the young women climbed out of the bus, clutching their sore breasts and chatting idly. Lily hurried out of the bus, clutching her hurting hooters and just wanted to leave for good.
Two girls in uniform waited in front of it, with a notebook and what looked like a measurement tape in their hands. More girls entered the stuffy place one by one, everyone wearing the fancy shirt with their boobs prominently sticking through those special, seamed and rubber-sleeved openings. Those helping hands from below would first pull the rubber sleeves through the holes in the metal floor and affix the seam with a small metal clamp. "She demanded a small hole!" laughed one of the staff girls, "Be a man, make it fit!" Young guys pulling at enormous, dangling, white tits; Those cute, uniformed girls helping them; and he, watching the whole ordeal through the rear mirror and groping those sacs above.
The beautiful native looked straight into her eyes, then at Lily's bloated boobs, and said "Small holes for big girl... Both girls dashed off to the small, neon-lit building, Lily naked, except her flimsy panties, her large breasts swaying to and fro, May clothed in her pink shirt, her engorged boobs peeking through the sleeved openings, clamps tugging at her dark nipples. He then took some brass rings, pushed them over the small metal cylinders attached to the handles, and jammed the end of one cylinder onto the hard nub, quickly turning a hidden screw. Grinning with joy, the man let the handle go and watched it dangle from Lily's glistening breast, rings clinking against each other.
In fact, only three of the girls were spared of the exercises: May, as Richie was busy with Lily's pair, Noe, the personal entertainer of Betty, and Helen, the owner of the fun pillows at Linda's seat. Gus stopped the bus for a moment and announced, "Ladies and Gentlemen, we are about to enter the road to Tat Mak. This part of the trip will be very shaky and I advice everybody to get seated and hold onto those fleshy handles above." He giggled like a teen as he explained the dedication of his girl, how she managed to turn up with 'canned breasts', and how she managed to get herself into those rings all the while offering free whisky and milk to everyone who asked.