[bor2]

Silly me forgot to include a name for the previous story here, that one is named 'Jenny's Naked Apron', and this post is a direct continuation of it with Ashley. A long one for sure but hope anyone who reads still enjoys it.


Chapter 1



“Jenny, I need you to take your pants off,” Ashley said, reaching a stoplight in her red convertible, trying to hold back her smile. After leaving her neighborhood for a day of “fun” at her request, Ashley decided to get a jump start on embarrassing Jenny. She had already been through some earlier today with a naked apron at her neighbor’s and a nice show of spanking from it, so might as well continue where she left off.



“Wait w-what, but why?” Jenny asked back with a defensive tone. “Well I just got the car detailed and I’d rather you not press your wet clothes against it and mess up the seat already. Things aren’t cheap y'know,” the brunette replied. Jenny looked down at her faded red sweats and couldn’t deny their feel.



Her blue top was in a similar state, being shrunken in a wash and the rain leaving her with a wide circle of cleavage and just covering the bottom of her breasts. She’d hate for it to be her car anyways, despite it not being uncommon for her.



With a light pout and smile from Ashley, Jenny slinked the pants down her thick thighs revealing them and her shrinked purple polka-dot panties hanging onto her loosely. Ashley wanted to tell Jenny to remove them also since they were wet, but knew it’d be a much harder sell to the blonde. As they were folded and held up, the light turned green as Ashley grinned and suddenly floored her car down the road, Jenny’s hands being too slow to grip the sweats as they flew up and away behind them.



“Ashley!” Jenny exclaimed looking back at the fleeting red. “Aw sorry about that Jen, I thought you had a handle on them,” Ashley lied while stealing a glance at the comically small panties. Seeing that golden bush reach above it annoyed her from its prime display, but fueled her drive for more ideas involving the klutz. If only she had one right now for that blue top and her bra. “I figured we should get to the boardwalk before it gets too busy. After all, you seemed dead set on these plans.”



Jenny had almost forgotten how insistent she was with wanting to go out with Ashley today. It was a carnival visiting a nearby boardwalk for the next few days and it would be bustling with fun events. Her husband was out of town for it so Ashley was the next best thing, being pestered for weeks until she gave in and agreed Tuesday.



“Right, of course. Just, could we swing by somewhere first to replace my pants? Can’t be walking around in just my panties after all,”

“Like it’d be all that different to you,” Ashley thought for a moment. “Oh don’t worry, I’m sure they’ll have something there for me to get you.”



Getting into some traffic now, a truck pulled up on Jenny’s side of the car as the window rolled down and the driver spotted Jenny’s figure. Ample cleavage, juicy slick thighs, and purple panties were all clearly in view for him to gawk at as they bumped along the road and slowed to a stop. He went unnoticed until she stretched and showed off for him unintentionally, Jenny almost gasping from his toothy smile. A horn of pleasure let out from the truck as this continued, Jenny unable to cover herself enough to her comfort.



“Hey uh Ashley, I kinda need some clothes right now actually,” she complained, making Ashley roll her eyes. “Well we can’t exactly go anywhere now. And besides, the boardwalk is just a few minutes out. You’ll be fine,” she finished as another tall car pulled up to her side.



A mild-mannered man did a double take as he saw the two beautiful women in the car, but fixating on Jenny’s lack of wear and beauty. They both noticed him and while Jenny continued her awkward dance in the seat, Ashley just flashed him a wink with a bounce, making him flinch and turn back to the road with some glances.



“A-ashley please! I just need something for my legs at least, do you have a towel or anything?”

“Hmm,” Ashley pretended to think hard as she stayed neutral. She wanted to have her strut around in those panties at least, or maybe get her a bikini that was just as bad ideally, but with her already like this it’d be too much to ask. She adjusted her rear view mirror and saw a bag on the floor, sparking her with an idea that she foolishly neglected.



“Oh! Actually I have some pants on the back floor you can try, I did a bit of shopping earlier today for them,” she said as Jenny smiled and took her belt off. Nearly able to push forward again, the car stayed in place as Jenny stretched back and scrawled the floor for the bag tucked away. Goal in sight and nothing else in mind, the spectating trio and the car behind got to see the moon early in full splendor.



The passenger and driver ogled her big butt in the small wet colorful panties as they sagged and opened up around the lower half of the sphere, sliding down in her struggles revealing more than the term “plumber’s crack” could live up to. They gave many a horn tug as she wiggled and shook with her sex barely being covered, revealing more and more as it took their full attention and made them stand at full attention.



Ashley would’ve enjoyed making a mockery of the moment and tugging them further if it wasn’t for her position. Jenny’s attempts to get the bag made her damp rear press against Ashley’s face over and over in what would be a dream for anyone else, almost coming off like it was on purpose to turn her on. The sight and assault of such irritated her to no end and distracted her from the open road finally ahead of her. The car behind her would’ve honked to tell her but they were enjoying the moment as well.



With a glint in her eye and mischievous kiss blowing to the two cars, Ashley pressed the gas once again as her passenger fell further to the back with her panties getting caught at the console around her legs. She slowed enough to pull them up and past her feet secretly, secluding them into the lucky console for now. She had to hold back her hollers as she witnessed Jenny getting up with that money maker taking up most of the mirror, hand prints still fresh and visible to the eye.



“Oww, Ashley! You could’ve- EEK!” Jenny stopped in the back of the convertible with her vagina against the seat. She could still feel a slickness from her hands diving to cover it as she brushed it off from the wet panties, and surely not from that spanking she received earlier that day. “I thought you were finished getting those pants already, are you sure you need them yet?” She teased making Jenny blush. Getting the bag finally and pulling out a long pair of red and white pants, she looked at them confused from their flare like pattern and touch.



“Ashley what are these? I haven’t seen them before,” she said with inspection. “Pah, how have you not? These new pants are all the rage, they both feel and look great and have a lot of designs. I got mine earlier today and bought an extra, you can try it for now though.”



The brunette hadn’t intentend for such but was glad she splurged on the extra pair of Flare Pants to go with her biker jacket and red shirt. Her butt and thighs in the dark green and black pair felt great in them and she loved the attention, but Jenny in them would be the perfect setup. She’d hardly last an hour before her bubble butt burst the seams and left her exposed for who knows how many people.



Jenny looked at them uneasily while Ashley watched in the rear view, noticing Jenny notice her panties in the console and intercepting them just fast enough. “Oh, no no no Jenny, you’re not really meant to wear panties like that with these pants. Better to wear a thong, g-string, or even nothing at all. They’d mess with the feel of them and stick out, especially with them being wet like this.”



“Oh you can’t be serious right? I mean, that would mean you aren’t wearing any right now then,” prompting Ashley to tilt her shades down and flash an unsurprising glance to the blonde, making her blush. Ashley was always the more daring of the two so maybe it shouldn’t have surprised her. She thought and figured that it would at least help her blend in more if these were a new trend, more attention was the last thing she wanted.



“Can you at least hold onto them for me? Just in case something happens,” she asked nicely. Ashley held the moist panties between her fingers and shrugged, putting them into her purse as she asked. “Thank you Ashley,” the blonde said before her struggle to put on the pants began. The endeavor was appreciated by the surrounding vehicles as they passed turns slowing around the event.



Getting them past up to her thighs was of little issue but many hefts and heaves were made as she wormed them past her ample rear across the back seat. Ashley couldn’t help but notice the slowness of those around her because of such, silently scoffing at her erotic yet absent minded display. “You really never learn,” she muttered with a side eye to her still open bush.



With a final grunt in an oddly sexy pose, Jenny rose the pants over her tush just in time as Ashley found a parking spot. “So um, do they look ok?” Jenny asked a surprised looking Ashley. She was expecting that Juicy Booty to be breaking the seams or her cameltoe to be beyond pronounced, but no, it was a near perfect fit on her. Her secondary pair accidentally being a size or two too big worked out for Jenny astoundingly as it fit her comparatively to Ashley, if not a little better.



“They look great,” was all she could say while hiding her fury and flooded mind, this was maybe the worst backfire she’s had all year. They weren’t supposed to fit, she wasn’t supposed to be this normal about it, she wasn’t supposed to look that much better! “Oh and is it ok in the back, it feels fine but I want your opinion. Ashley?” Jenny asked while sliding a hand up a round cheek as Ashley faced the facts: Her ass just couldn’t compare, and she was in for a long day of “fun.”



Chapter 2



“Ooh what should we do first Ashley?” the peppy woman asked, taking in her surroundings. The boardwalk was bustling with chatter and laughs from the carnival’s attractions stretching across and beyond it with color tents and shops. Jenny was filled with glee while Ashley already felt a desire to leave, feeling a headache coming on already from her friend’s unbridled joy.



“Hell if I know, this was your idea anywa-”

“Hey what’s that over there?” Jenny started as she grabbed Ashley’s hand and dragged her off. The two and a few others took immediate notice of how her thighs and butt flexed in the flare pants, leaving little to the imagination with each jiggle. Jenny cringed as she couldn’t ignore it and slowed somewhat, letting her appreciators, and Ashley, have more time to gawk. Some other women rocking a similar style as the two had to pause in surprise at the two lovely sets of cheeks, their jealousy building as they were clearly outclassed.



Her pants aside, Jenny failed to notice her shirt rising up her underboob after her struggles in the car. Centimeter by centimeter her moist blue-striped bra showed itself off as their bounciness increased, giving Ashley some type of enjoyment along with the crowds. She’d swear to at least strip her of that soon enough, she just had to figure out how.



The blonde dragged her friend past some attractions to a mini water gun range, both picking up their weapons and readying their aim. Ashley had been doing rather well for herself but Jenny hadn’t managed a single hit nearing the end of their round. “Jenny, your aim can’t be THAT bad right?”

“It's not my fault, something is up with this thing,” she said while putting extra effort into her motions, giving the stand owner something to enjoy. Each overzealous ready of the toy leading next to no water shooting or coming out too late as it ended.



“See? There’s something up with it,” Jenny said, shaking it before pointing it near Ashley. Perhaps it was simply jammed up top or some other fault, but just then it cleared up as she pulled the trigger and was unprepared for the push back. She was surprised long enough to lose control and spray at the unsuspecting Ashley’s face and red shirt.



“JENNY!” she yelled with a grab to the toy. “Oh shoot, Ashley I’m really sorry about that,” she apologized while seeing the water damage. Her jacket being left in the car with this hot weather, her shirt clung to her chest as her white lace bra began to peek through the red. Ashley’s tanned breasts weren’t in the same league as Jenny’s but they were more than fine enough to be a crowd pleaser, even more so in the current condition.



“Here let me try to uh,” she said while patting her shirt down to get water off it. She blushed slightly from the ditz’s help as a small gathering of people came from the yell to see her nice bust be pawed at. Her wet pears perked up and shifted from the cold strokes as she saw a not so secret photo be taken of the act.



“Get your hands off Jenny!” She fussed as she hugged herself and elbowed past the group. Jenny bounced off after her with more apologies landing on unwilling ears. “Why am I surprised about this when I keep hanging out with her,” she muddled over in her mind. Two young men passed the two by as Ashley noticed them staring more at Jenny than her wet self. A curious glance over revealed the blonde’s shirt ridden up as her own damp bra flashed at the carnival, and of course not yet noticing which annoyed Ashley even more so.



“I’m really sorry about that again Ashley, how about you pick the next spot we go to. We could try that house of mirrors or get a snack or,” she continued on to Ashley’s annoyance. She wanted some alone time but wanted to take advantage of this before she could fix it, a lightbulb going off as she spotted a photo booth being exited.



“Hey, let’s just go take a picture in the booth. To uh, remember today,” she suggested to Jenny’s grand approval. “Oh what a great idea! I’ll pay for two rounds for us.”



Jenny cheerily sat inside the small box’s bench as Ashley joined with a fake smile. The dull flashes slowly went one by one as Jenny tried to get poses going to little success, incidentally jutting out her and Ashley’s chests with their humid bras apparent to the eye. The difference in size made Ashley’s envy understandable despite her better coverage at the moment. As the unfocused camera finished highlighting their bosoms, it prompted a second set as Jenny dropped some change behind the seat.



“Aw shoot, gimme just a sec Ash,” she said while bending over the seat to search. Ashley got a flashback of them in the car as the butt wiggled side to side when another lightbulb went off. She quickly set the camera to start the second round to the busy blonde’s movements, each motion and wobble slipping her flare pants down bit by bit.



Ashley suddenly found her fun spirit again as she posed to mock the fat ass next to her in various ways, sticking her tongue out at it or pretending to hold it like a trophy. She even got the gall to secretly tug them down, the ignorant Jenny not knowing half her cheeks and then some were being framed and posed with. She did feel the pants slip a bit but paid it no mind.



The brunette was having so much fun that she stood up for the last two photos to flash her wet white bra and black bush, following up with her ample pantyless peach next to the blonde’s. While not in the same league, they were still worth being proud of and nothing to ignore, anyone in their right mind would agree. At least she knew how to keep her clothes on, for the most part.



“Almost there Ashley,” Jenny said suddenly as the photos dropped outside. She snickered and poked her head out to grab the photo slips, being noticed by a group of friends eyeing the sexy photos and staring at her now. She blushed lightly and shooed them off with a wave as they went back to their business, Ashley pocketing the sets for safe keeping.



“Alright I’m rea- oh shoot did it go off while I was busy?” she asked while adjusting both her pants and shirt casually.

“Nah, it didn’t see you in frame and cancelled the second set. It’s fine tho, let’s move on,” she lied and left the booth. Ashley started walking aimlessly before Jenny again dragged her off to get them lemonades. Ashley finished hers quickly while Jenny savored the taste in the heat before picking their next attraction.



She led her friend in line for the ferris wheel, Ashley looking skeptical at the oddly excited Jenny. “You really want to pick this one?”

“Of course, it’s so nice seeing all around from such a tall view, even better with the sun getting ready to set. I think you’ll enjoy it shorty, hehe,” Jenny joked, Ashley giving a not so dry “haha” in response.



The operator got nervous as he saw them approach and acted very gentlemanly for them, making them grateful and rolling their eyes as the treatment. Ashley caught his eyes wandering as they walked up and flashed a smile at him as he tripped down the short stairs. Jenny took a big sip and put her drink aside as they slowly rose in the wheel’s cage, stepping near the window to appreciate the views.



The bored Ashley noticed her friend’s natural bubbly arc as she felt a flash of annoyance with a hint of arousal, she really did just pull them off better than she ever could. She realized her drink must have been low now and quietly made a gash at its upper side while Jenny was distracted. The next moment she went for a sip, she was met with a surprise waterfall as it drenched her top and the very front of her pants, making her squeal from the cold.



“Oh shoot, nooo,” she whined from the mess. She flicked water off as best she could while her pants took in the wetness and stuck to her closely. Ashley held back a laugh from her fresh cameltoe and decided to push things further.



“What are you waiting for? Just take them off already,” Ashley said to the scrambled blonde. “B-but we’re in public. I can’t just-”

“We’re high up and no one could notice us. But if you want to mess up your bra too then go ahead,” she added. Jenny could feel the liquid dripping down and quickly pulled the once again soaked blue top off as her breasts reacted and settled. “Do you think it’s alright?” she asked, twisting her top half, anyone but Ashley would’ve been bewitched and speechless.



“Hmm, maybe. Let me see though,” the brunette said before suddenly unclasping the bra and taking it away. “Ashley!” she said covering her soaked titties from no one in particular. The stolen garment was quickly inspected and wrung like a towel as some droplets fell, wearing it out at the same time. “Mm yea, it’ll be fine. My hands are warmer so I’ll get the water out faster than you, I’ll hand it back soon,” she mused. She was making this up as she went but knowing Jenny, she’d hardly question most of it.



“Ok I guess, but now we need to get me a new shirt…,”

“No we don’t, we’re near the beach and people walk around in bikinis all the time. A bra like this won’t be any different. Besides, any clothes here would be way overpriced I bet.”



“Good point I guess,” she responded, getting convinced but still covering herself. She picked up the wet top and held it to her breasts which only made her nipples perk more with a chill. As the wheel winded down they stayed like this as Jenny tapped her foot impatiently.



“Don’t want to look out the window more? Your view’s disappearing,” she teased. “No! Not like this of course,” a defensive Jenny said, covering back up. Ashley let off her jest and went to the window in her stead, it wasn’t a bad view after all.



“We’re getting close now I think, may I have my bra back?”

“Not yet Jen, it’s still drying off,” she lied as she held it up high for the grounded people to see. It was barely helped after the initial squeeze and just used to tease Jenny further. Just one cage away before they had to be let out now. “Um, Ashley,” she asked with heightened nerves. She simply stood near the front and inspected the item falsely as their door was ready to be opened.



“Hm, yea should be fine. Here ya go,” casually tossing it up for Jenny to catch as the door was opened by the worker, his and the entrant’s eyes widening like saucers from the quick flash of large melons before she hurriedly put on the bra. She blushed and covered her face on a dashed leave as they took in her shaking breasts and ass, the employee holding up the wet blue top and drink in confusion.



Chapter 3



The two then went on to enjoy some food before continuing on, Jenny seeming oddly comfortable despite being in her bra. She snacked happily and remained oblivious to the attention she and Ashley were getting in the practically matching skimpy outfits. For every caught glance Ashley teased at, she found at least three more towards Jenny that continued to grow as she stayed in her own world. The two could’ve sold out the carnival themselves with their current wear, and especially with how it would progress.



“Hey Ashely, I gotta say, these pants are actually quite nice! They’re pretty comfy and feel great despite, ahem, not wearing them with anything else. Definitely need to get another pair!” she said cheerily while Ashley nodded along tiredly. Her brain caught up with what she said as motivation found her, this was her chance!



“That’s good, but may I remind you that those are still my pair Jenny. Though I’d be happy to get you a new one, my treat,” Ashley offered. “Oh thank you Ashley, but are you sure you want these back? They might be too big for you,” she replied plainly, making Ashley flare up from the comment.



“I’m sure, now let’s just go before they can run out,” she said with gritted teeth. They went to a nearby clothes store outside the boardwalk where Ashley got her pair, rushing Jenny in before they could run dry. “Here just go to a changing stall and take my pants off, I’ll meet you there after I find a good pair,” Ashley said with a finishing pat on her butt to send her off. Jenny blushed and kept her eyes forward from the eyes of the surrounding customers.



Ashley flew around the active store quickly for a similar pair that would be small enough to fit but not last till tomorrow, with Jenny’s luck the latter would happen without her lifting a finger. L, XL, XL, XXL, none of them would be tight enough for the plan and these would just be loose at best.



“Excuse me miss, may I help you find something?” a kind employee asked from her side. Ashley almost ignored her but sighed and figured it was worth a shot. “Yes you can, do you have these in a smaller size? Shopping for a friend.”



“Hmm, I think most of these are sold out in smaller sizes sadly. But I believe we have some discount ones to the side if those could work,” she said as a grin grew on Ashley’s face. She dove her top half into the bin and dug for gold, pulling a Jenny and inadvertently shaking her flared butt for various people to see. It didn’t hold the same weight as the blonde’s, but her ass was not one to be taken lightly and was a great sight in itself. The pants compounding such and making it rival Jenny’s on a normal day, most days but today however. “Cmon cmon, I just need something that’s a little bit more, ah, perfect!”



Some errant knocks and a call of her name startled a bottomless Jenny in her changing stall, red pants to the side as she let her friend in. “Ok I got a great pair for you, put these on Jenny,” Ashley said holding up a hot pink and white pair of low-waist flare pants barely bigger than her own waist. She was fortunate to find the discounted garment not only as a bargain, but also two sizes too small and off brand. Lesser quality and lesser strength, a perfect stroke of luck to befit someone like Jenny.



“Oh um, Ashley, are you sure they don’t have anything else? These look smaller than the other ones-”

“Believe me I looked and this was the best they had,” she lied and stowed away the red pair. “They’re the same as mine and the color will work better for you. It’ll be perfect,” she encouraged the unsure woman. A gulp to herself and Jenny stepped into the pink pair raising them up her thighs, Ashley musing at the thick thighs already being pressed well against them. She made fine progress until they reached the tempest of her curves making her mimic her car show from earlier. Deep inhales and shimmies aplenty gave way to little progress while Ashley got a private viewing of something that most men would kill for.



She flashed an embarrassed smile to her friend before she tried jumping herself into them, the store’s patrons and workers falling into silence as they heard the erotic noise from the center stall. CLAP CLAP CLAPs brought the store down to just her and the tacky music playing from above, her struggles becoming apparent and attracting a crowd around her stall as they spectated their feet and listened closely. She tried once again with her slaps and booms being enough to raise the crowd’s spirits and arousal, making them wonder what was going on and wishing they were in there.



Ashley held back her cackles watching the bimbo struggle and make a fool of herself. Her bubble butt was finally giving her some joy and those respectively fat tits were doing jumping jacks in the feeble bra. It wouldn’t be long before it just gave up and collapsed from the pressure, they might even tumble out now from her bashful bounces. It was fortunate that the stalls were up and not down or clear, Jenny was in prime display to cause climaxes for the whole carnival and set a core memory for life, and she wasn’t even trying.



“Ashley I hate to ask but could you help me out here? I just need it from behind,”

“Fine, bend over real quickly so I can get a good grip,” she said, neither realizing how they sounded to the outside’s minds now running even more than before. Quiet gasps and jokes spread throughout as they saw their feet move at the bottom and the ensuing grunts. Perhaps they didn’t even need to be visible for those sensual reactions.



Ashley stood behind the taller woman with half her bare ass pressing into her hips annoyingly, both trying their best to pull them over the arc. How they pants stayed together was a mystery, but little progress was made as her bottom violently jiggled over and over against the brunette’s crotch. The smacks of their hips and the audible struggles replaced the clapping as some cameras rolled outside capturing every second of the hidden event. Neither of the two were lesbians but even they would (never) admit that they were getting a little hot down below, and not just from being so close.



“Cmon Jenny, just go a little further,” Ashley grunted as their legs tangled together. Jenny tried to help by pulling and leaning into her more, but ended up overwhelming the smaller woman as she lost balance and they tumbled. “Ooh” some people outside quietly let out as they heard the fall. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry Ashley,” she apologized to her friend well beneath her. She tilted her head only able to see a squatting Jenny’s dump truck parked over her curves, its mass proving to not only be for show. It spread erotically over her whole waist and then some, also allowing her to feel more than just her tush as it sat right over her own mound.



“Then get off!” she fussed as she pushed her off to the side. “Ashley just try it from the front, that should be easier,” the blonde said as they were going nowhere. She agreed with a sigh knowing where she’d be now. Her ass was one thing but being mouth level with her plump breasts was somehow more humiliating. “At least her bra was still intact,” she thought for the first time in her life.



Positions changed and crowd still enthralled, they continued their struggle with Ashley’s feet going over Jenny’s for leverage. She was still smothered by those troublesome air bags and pushed them aside constantly only to deal with them again seconds later. Jenny blushed awkwardly while Ashley did so with frustration, neither being used to being so close to one another as their body heat bounced back and forth like Jenny’s boobs.



Their new posture ended up effective as with another minute of grunts and bounces, the peach was covered in hot pink from a final strong pull. They both sighed in relief and separated as they took in their handiwork, one being far more pleased than the other. Jenny’s booty somehow seemed bigger than it had with the other pair, now truly coming off like a second skin as it stuck to every curve and indent. Most of her belly was revealed as it hung just at her hips, a hint of cleavage sticking out from behind unknown to her. Jenny was afraid to look or ask but Ashley was pleased to see it; detailed cameltoe matching her lips perfectly from every angle.



“See, told you it wouldn’t be worth wearing your panties in these,” Ashley joked from her success. “Haha,” Jenny said sarcastically while the crowd couldn’t take much more. “Is there any chance we could-”



“I’m not going out to look again, nor am I peeling them off and stuffing you in another. Let’s just go,” Ashley said, interrupting her. The crowd frantically scattered before the doors could open as they all kept an eye on the sexy duo. Ashley noticed a few odd stares but thought nothing of it as she went to checkout with her old pair in tow, Jenny following behind embarrassed at her new pants and not noticing the reactions she brought.



“Hi, I'd like to buy this pair for my friend here,” she said to the clerk who rushed over. She looked them both over curiously before prompting for a tag, Ashley feeling stupid for not doing this earlier. She flipped it up from Jenny’s rear as she flinched, Jenny following suit and sitting atop the counter with a blush for her to scan. Her seated cheeks were so full and round as the cashier nervously fumbled and checked them for purchase.



“T-thank you for your purchase, have a great day,” she barely got out as they left the store. Everyone made sure to appear for their leave as the two asses mesmerized and gave a thorough picture as to what the inside of that stall may have looked like. Sometimes it was better not to know and let your imagination run wild, not like their pants didn’t leave a masterpiece of a picture for them to work with.



Chapter 4



As Ashley walked beside Jenny off in her own little world, what would be rage mostly turned into a sort of joy seeing the attention she got despite it not being for her. She didn’t even notice, or at least did a world talent’s job at pretending not to, all the eyes, conversations and reactions she was spurring up just from a second of her moving. That ass, oh that infuriating and hypnotic fat ass of hers. Ashley was no stranger to her derriere but those pants made it look bigger than she could remember, eclipsing her own fine butt to look like a model scale.



You barely had to tune your ears right to hear the tantalizing clapping her booty sounded off periodically. Each applause caught yet another’s attention as it drove Ashley mad with envy. It was terribly tempting to just pin her down and give everyone a real show, pulling down or ripping the pants as her ass was truly exposed for the world to see while she laughed and slapped it. She couldn’t do as good a job as Ms Milf did earlier just that day, but the challenge was more than welcome to her salty mind.



Ashley couldn’t help but notice some pitched tents and nervous glances from the various people about her. How unfortunate that Jenny was the type to hate such attention, Ashley would’ve loved to purposefully drive them crazy with just a wink or a smile at the very least, though not this many. While Jenny didn’t notice or wouldn’t indulge in such, her body did more than enough as she strutted happily with innocent bounces aplenty. No amount of paragraphs could capture just one minute of its splendor and the rises it spurred or the thoughts it brought.



“So Jenny, how are you liking them?”

“They’re uh, nice. I guess,” she replied nervously. She honestly didn’t hate them and they still felt nice, but just different enough to feel discomforted again. “They aren’t showing too much right? It just feels like-”

“Oh don’t worry Jen, they’re fine. Anyways I need to go to the bathroom, I’ll meet up with you soon,” Ashley said before slinking away before her friend could notice.



Jenny looked around with no luck finding her, deciding to try an attraction to keep her busy. Ashley did earnestly need the restroom but knew that those pants would give sooner or later, and she didn’t want her presence to be known for it. Her luck and her alone would be all that’s needed to make her day now as she hid amongst the throngs of people like a panther to their prey.





“And hello to the beautiful young lady here, dashing and surely ready for a try at the High Striker!” a carney singled out Jenny to her surprise. All eyes laid into her while she processed what was said and was motioned over.



“Come on lass, give it a try! You just might be able to win it all!” Handing a hammer to Jenny which made her flinch, she stared up the attraction with the bell far into the air. The best prizes were far out of her reach, but maybe she could win those two cute glow bands for her and Ashley.



She steeled herself as the crowd swelled about for the goddess playing the game, her beauty selling the attraction itself. She readied up the mallet above her for a downward swing as it landed and gave only three ticks up.



“Aw don’t worry miss, ya get three tries to be a WINNER!!” he said, giving her more confidence. Ashley secretly watched and smiled wide as she could feel the tension in the air and her pants for the next few moments. Her second swing was just as ok as the first, but not good enough for the bands as the crowd sighed in disappointment.



She took a deep breath and readied herself once more for a heavy swing downwards, splitting her legs in a mighty pose that everyone enjoyed. The crowd went silent as she released and struck down, a not totally silent RIIPP coming through the air with her impact heavy enough to hit that fourth mark and win her the prize.



“ALLRIGHT FOLKS, what a powerful attempt from the beautiful lady today! Maybe she didn’t hit the top, but she was more than enough to earn these two glow bands!!” he exclaimed as Jenny jumped up and down in joy, clapping with more than just her hands as the tear began to spread. The crowd roared not just for her victory, but in arousal at her partially split pants approaching her crack. The man gives her the reward as Jenny attaches one and the man drops the other.



It was an honest mistake, no ill will or malice intended. He was even ready to pick it up but, Jenny was already lowering down her top half with her legs still apart. Ashley and the crowd watched keenly as her fingers wrapped around the purple band and her least favorite sound hit the air.



RRIIIPPPOPP



Silence followed in the vicinity while the rest of the carnival continued obliviously. All persons directed to the sudden sound as their eyes and mouths opened wide to the blonde ice sculpture. Ashley and many others smiled and secretly unveiled their phones as murmurs started to creep up. Jenny wanted to deny it, wanted to play it off like it wasn’t from her or that she imagined it, but all except her nerves registered the surprise sensation. A scream began to swell up in her gut as she looked up between her thighs to match the crowd’s expressions tenfold.



Her thighs. Her bare thighs and vagina formed a perfect window to see a phone’s light censor her own treasure, the hairs above it bending down from the wind as if to say “Cheese!” Her body reactively let out a record shriek as her other hand went to try and grab some cloth, ending up with as much meaty cheek as it could handle. Flashes, cheers, jeers, whistles, and laughs began to overflow her senses as she slowly stood straight and put both hands against her cheeks.



The flare pants hadn’t just ripped or torn anywhere specific, no no no, they magically burst into scraps around her feet like large pink and white confetti. The full moon had come out early and made a vivid entrance to its shifting reveal along with her thighs and flower. All she could do now was look down at her bush in disbelief, bottomless save for her tennis shoes.



She had become the main attraction, the most gorgeous and buxom one at that.



All at once, the commotion hit her like a school bell as she began her run for who knows where. She could hardly think or speak, but her booty did more than enough for her as her Claps enhanced it all. Most stayed in place but a good amount couldn’t get enough and followed her rapid movements, Ashley strategically hanging in the middle.



Even with those skin tight pants on her and how closely they represented it, anyone that day could tell you that the full sight of her pussy and booty still remained on top. Every Bounce, every Ripple, every Clap was growing to drive herself and the carnival’s fully erotic attention as her mind began to clear even slightly.



“Ashley!” she thought suddenly. “I have to find Ashley and get out of here!” Not only was it her car, but she had her panties. Her last hope of covering her bubble butt from unwanted appreciation and more. All she had to do was find the bathrooms, oh where had they been? She was already approaching new throngs of people who further took in her leaping bra and cheeks as she took a lap around the boardwalk and then some with many in tow.



Her wild sprint led her to garner attention at the attractions zone while she tried to cover her rear’s applause. Her small hands paled in size to the planets though as it covered maybe half at best with lessened noise. Her bra, left alone with her two troublemakers was in dire straits as each toss inside served to weaken it more with peeking areolas, it was a miracle that it stayed together even now. She bobbed and weaved through the scattered people and ended up between two boys holding water guns and their targets.



They were pros at it racking up points as their aim stayed true for the blue targets away from them. They were laser focused and hardly registered the beautiful blonde run in front with just her bra, more blue than the targets. Their bonus targets were hit dead on and even staggered Jenny for a moment as the three realized what even happened.



They couldn’t fathom the beauty’s surprised face and pose as she was now dripping wet from the crossfire, her last garment sagging and weakened. She nearly shared her frustration with them but first saw the crowd nearly catch her, leaving with only a yelp and both hands trying to keep her bra on. Her clapping echoed her exit as the boys went back to their game, already feeling like winners.



Her water balloons were drenched again as she felt them slip more and more out of her cups, she knew it was only a matter of time now. Trying what little luck she hoped to have left, she went towards the back middle for stalls or wherever the bathrooms were. She instead found some occupied benches just before the beach, losing focus and patience. Before she could hang a right to try and ditch the crowd, an uneven plank made itself known as Jenny began to lose balance and trip forward at harrowing speeds.



The idle man had seen her approach and was enjoying the view, but he didn’t expect her to get so close! He narrowly broke her fall onto his lap as he held her shoulders while she was on her knees. Her melons dropped right on his crotch with her head close above them, looking up with wild eyes to see the speechless man. She was beautiful with her messy hair and those big blue eyes, but he couldn’t help but see the expanse of slick cleavage merely decorated by her blue bra.



“S-sorry I just-” she started before feeling a poke between her moist perked up tits ascend into view, the front of his shorts jumping in her hooters and approaching her areolas. The uninvited member settled in the gap right between her flimsy bra and nestled comfortably surrounded by moist pillows.



She stared it down, paused as it looked up beyond her. It was so close to her lips, and it was beginning to twitch. She flinched and realized her position with the crowd mostly caught up, frozen in anticipation at the scene. She’d die of embarrassment if she could see herself now, and of shame if the little monster continued on.



The water served to make things worse as it dripped to and from both sets of her lips and minimized the little cover that was already between Jenny and her new friend. They both wanted to move and apologize but he was a rocket ready for launch, and he found it immensely difficult to think of anything else with her practically bare bosom bunched up so close. Maybe she would’ve been fine but the increased activity at her chest was making her nervous, and ashamedly a little aroused as she processed the interaction.



“HEY!” a defiant voice cut through the crowd as Jenny whipped her head back. It was a woman in a swimsuit with two cans of soda in her hand, one being crushed in rage as she approached. Jenny could thankfully read the room and notice she was about to be in even more trouble if she didn’t get the hell out of there. Pulling away with her butt stuck out, Jenny prepared to resume her search, unable to feel the light tension at her back. The errant rod in between proved sturdy enough as the feeble bra was held back and-



SNAP



She didn’t hear the sound this time but felt its impact immediately, her knockers celebrating in freedom with a nice jiggle to the young man. The blue bra laid over his crotch as he stared agape at her lovely boobs. Those wet, creamy, plump tits capped with pink cherries standing proud with a hint of movement still. He couldn’t move in fear of himself, but it didn’t matter now that his girlfriend raised a free hand to Jenny’s back.



“Get away from my boyfriend you PERVERT!” she yelled as a violent SLAP finished her statement. Jenny nearly moaned and jumped onto him again as she felt every exposed part of her recoil from the harsh impact, that final jiggle setting the nail in the coffin for the lucky man’s shorts. At least he had a bra for cover unlike Jenny. She quickly dashed off as more of the crowd followed while the girlfriend shouted profanities from her position. The man gained a quick second wind seeing her ass wobble off with a familiar handprint marking the dough. It didn’t hurt as much as the slaps she received earlier, but it was damn near close.



“Ashley please, where are you!?” she yelled in her mind while trying to juggle her tits alone. Tried as she would, just one hand wasn’t enough to cover and stop her ample breasts from plappling into each other just as her ass was. She was in too much of a panic to realize this as she kept a hand split between there and her bush, the crowd appreciating her decision from behind.



As she took a frantic look around the parking lot she saw the right car locked with the top covered and no Ashley in sight. Maybe she could’ve hid there until her return, but not with so many people following her! She kept running and thinking of where to lose them while Ashley decided she had enough of a workout and stopped following. “Have to give her a break sometime at least,” she said to herself while rolling up to a nearby ice cream stand. “Hi do you have a Honey Cow Crowder by chance?”



Her mind and feet still ablaze, Jenny found a hopeful solution to losing her passionate followers and escaping for seclusion; the house of mirrors! Surely it had to be mazy enough to escape alone, and it was her last chance with her body quickly losing steam. A leaving couple was startled by the nude streaker’s entrance and the following crowd, unsure of how much they missed.



Jenny moved swiftly through the glassed halls barely not crashing into the mirrors and other people. Her claps continued strong but could no longer assist the crowd in their fascination as it echoed comically and only confused them further. She stopped to catch her breath for a moment and saw her tired and brazen expression for the first time, still surprised at her ample proportions despite being their owners. She noticed her tennis shoes barely on and untied, ducking down further to fix them.



“Hey, she’s still over her and bending over!” a young voice reverbed through the house as she turned to see a mirror of her enticing peach, her hairy mound and something deeper still clearly visible. Her uncovered sprint continued to find a way out now while hopefully avoiding anyone else, her shoes being left behind in the hurry as she was only in damp socks and a glow band.



“Almost there, Almost there!” She motivated herself, barely keeping calm as she saw the pursuers mirrored around her. Her eyes saw her own uncontrolled body bouncing and swaying alongside her but she continued pushing despite it. She felt the cool air and water on her body as she continued to run with a fire inside her, mixing into something she had to neglect.



A blinding light nearly stunned her as she found a way out with no one close behind her, simply flashing a confused family in front. She showed a blushed smile and covered herself again from the angry and awed expressions they gave as she circled back to the lot. She hardly went a minute before the remaining boardwalk’s attention went back to her juicy splendor gracing them, a handful of new and old appreciators catching up.



“Wait, is that, Ashley? ASHLEY!!” relief hit her mind as she spotted the brunette finishing ice cream just outside her car, facing away with a light glance to her. She reached out to grab her friend and escape, but lost balance as she stumbled towards her and barely caught herself.



“A-Ashley, we need to leave right now! Please can we-” she stopped as she realized her mistake. The extended hand managed to grab Ashley’s smaller peach and send her flare pants straight downward, exposing her tanned slender legs and hazelnut bottom to the carnival. It’s tight release giving everyone a slight jiggle which was the best she had given today.



She blushed and silently glared daggers at Jenny who remained on her knees with her back arched perfectly to display her hand-printed moon. Apologies stumbled out of her mouth while the crowd gawked at her ass one final time on hands and knees, her lower lips mistakenly wet from being sprayed and the built up sweat. Ashley was content with letting her babble for the crowd longer until some flashes started to spark around, everyone enjoying the two beautiful cakes and the milky sideboob.



Ashley sighed and made a brief show of pulling up her pants before slowly strutting to her car, Jenny hurrying inside beyond ready to leave with little covered. She pulls out and they drive away, Jenny finally catching her breath as something damp hits her in the face. She pulled it away to see her forgotten purple polka-dot panties and remembered her nudity, pressing them into her crotch as they hit some traffic.



“You know Jenny, I actually kind of enjoyed today. But next time you want to hang out so badly, I’M picking the place.”



The End