[ENF] My brief thread of Jenny Stories

[bor2]

Posting another one of my Jenny Stories and I'll probably just keep them to this thread to not clutter and spread things out. This one (Naked Apron) is a bit shorter and leads into another one that I'll post here later, or you can read it and a couple more now on my DA page. Anyways thanks and hope you enjoy, feel free to comment thoughts and such.


Chapter 1



“And this is the laundry room, I have some dry clean only clothes for you to add before the next washer load,” a soft voice said leading Jenny into the small room. Milia Lafayette was a neighbor to Jenny and had lived in their subdivision long before her, becoming well known as “Ms. Milf” to many of her friends and neighbors. The older woman’s motherly disposition was matched with her auburn curly hair, brown eyes, and light slightly chubby skin.



Jenny looked around taking mental notes of what her friend was saying, preparing to do some chores for the morning. She owed Ms Milf a favor so she headed over in simple red sweatpants and a blue top to help out. She had plans with her best friend, Ashley, later so this worked out perfectly for her.



“Oh and make sure to go in sometimes and remove any items you may find, like this,” the older woman said, diving her upper half into the machine and rotating it. “And also-” Jenny wanted to look and listen but found it difficult to focus with her neighbor’s position. With an older figure that rivaled Jenny’s, the wobble wagon rocked about sexily in Ms. Milf’s cotton sundress that covered less than one would think. The green garment that Jenny would have worn shaped her buxom figure nicely in a way to get anyone’s attention without trying, low cut at the front and barely reaching her knees.



Jenny looked away out of respect and half-listened to her instructions, fighting to not look back. “Alright then, that should be everything for you to watch over Jenny dear. I should be back in maybe 3 hours before your friend gets here, thank you again for doing this,” she said, turning to the blonde and front door.



“Of course, it's the least I could do for giving me some of your old clothes after my uh, mishaps haha,” she remarked, currently in some dirty second day clothes.



“Oh you’ll have to tell me what happened to them some other time, I love a good story after all. Would make a great afternoon I’m sure,” she said, making the blonde blush. She had seen Jenny run inside naked or have mishaps around the neighborhood sparsely but she had never seen a proper cause. It was a great interest to her since she often liked to streak or take dares in her younger years.



“Ah I nearly forgot, there’s an apron hanging near my bedroom to keep your clothes tidy. It should fit you nicely, also a list of everything in the kitchen. I’ll be off then, Ciao!” Milia said heading to her car and driving off. Jenny waved her bye and locked the door, getting her game face on for the various chores. She poked upstairs and found the aforementioned apron, holding it disinterestedly. Just a plain white apron with red hearts thrown about, and a bit small she surmised.



Leaving it as is, Jenny gathered the dry clean clothes for the dryer and piled them in. She tried not to look very hard but couldn’t help but notice the surprisingly skimpy and sexy wardrobe of bikinis, g-strings, short shorts, and even some tube tops. A few surprised glimpses later and she set the thing to dry as it bumped around a bit louder than she thought it would.



She figured she would take care of what seemed like the biggest ordeal, tidying up the fireplace. It was always a struggle with wanting to stay clean and her shorter reach but might as well get it over with. Down on all fours and sweeping around, she hummed to herself as she cleaned and shook her bum to the empty living room. Jenny played with the brush near her face as she made sure it was clean enough. She smiled and twirled it, but quickly regretted it as it tickled her nose enough to start leaning back.



“ACHOO!” She released followed by a few coughs as some soot billowed up around her. She quickly fell out of the fireplace and groaned at the miniature mess she made on the floor. “Well, it could’ve been worse I gues-” Jenny halted as she looked down to see her clothes and part of her face covered in black as well.



Cleaning her face off in the washroom, Jenny took off her pants and shirt as she stood in purple polka-dot panties and blue striped bra that were also lightly hit from the sneeze. Chores in these would just make more of a mess, and she needed to leave after this also. A noise from the laundry room broke her focus but gave her an idea, why not just wash them all right now? She needed to wash some other clothes soon and she was all alone here with the apron.



“Well, no one should see me at least and it’ll be quick,” Jenny convinced herself as she dropped her undergarments. She immediately had second thoughts about being fully nude in someone else’s home but decided to stick with it. After gathering everything that could fit in the washer, she set it to go and went to get the apron for some cover.



She once again felt her boobs bouncing and light collisions from her cheeks as she climbed the stairs and tied the apron on. She felt odd with it and looked in the mirror to confirm, it covered squat on her. Not only did it barely reach her vagina leaving her ass cheeks in view from the front, but it had an ample window for cleavage and even exposed some generous side Boob.



“Where does she even find these things?” Jenny wondered as she cringed and looked herself over again. With the right movement and angle her nipple would fall out and stay out, getting harder in the cool air as her boobs consumed the fabric. “At least it’s sorta cute…”



Chapter 2



Jenny quickly went to clean up the remains of her mess around the fireplace, being sure to get every inch cleaner than before as she moved diligently on the ground. She knew she was alone but still quivered with nerves as she felt the house’s cool air lick every part of her body, particularly cooling her spread legs and lips right now.



She couldn’t help but imagine Ms Milf walking in suddenly and seeing her splayed out as she was with her ass on display, both their faces redder than tomatoes as she got the wrong idea. It was like she was begging for an affair with the woman right next door, how Scandalous.



Deciding to put on some music to speed up the process, Jenny stayed inside alone as she got to know the apron better. Knocking out the next few easy chores like dusting or dishes, she couldn’t help but dance along as her buxom boobs and booty bounced along. Her treasures kept escaping the apron’s feeble confines as she sang along without a care until the song ended.



Checking over the list that was left for her, Jenny noticed that most of her remaining work was left to her backyard for gardening. Dig holes for these flowers, pull some weeds and vegetables up, water, cover for rain, etc etc. She never had the best of green thumbs but she had a job to do and peered outside to see, it wasn’t too big at least with low white fences on each side.



A quick glance around revealed her own empty backyard, of course, and a thankfully empty one to her left. She readied herself for what would hopefully be quick work as another thought came to mind, why not take off her socks and shoes? It was a lovely garden and she’d hate to step over it too much with well used shoes, so off they went as she was one step closer to full nudity.



She found the well-kempt grass on her soles rather nice and comfortable, gliding around for what chore she should tackle first. “Hmm, I guess I should just remove things first and now waste anything,” she figured, getting down low to start tugging. The following weeds would’ve enjoyed their last moments unearthed as they got a pristine view of Jenny’s own tulips hovering right over them, or close enough to where the apron did nothing for her. Her squatting posture that she’d never intentionally do otherwise was a killer view for the empty yard, often leading her to stumble over and give some flowers or plants a dream experience.



She alternated to bending forward and pulling up after several topples, leaving her long legs, nips and ass in arguably better form. She was entirely focused on the garden as a rustle behind caught her attention, making her jump and scream only to find out it was a bird poking around the area. She chuckled and sighed to herself in a different kind of embarrassment, continuing in the heat as more critters filled her ears.



“Jenny? Is that you?” a man’s voice spoke up from behind her as Jenny rose slowly to see who it was. Ms Milf’s nextdoor neighbor, Joey, had black hair and wide eyes as he looked toward the blonde’s not-so-apron-covered body. “Oh, Hi Joey. Yes it’s just me,” She stared blankly and approached trying to think of why he looked at her so surprised. Her mind finally clocked in when she stopped close to him and felt a nipple poking at the side of her apron, going to cover it before her whole body joined.



“Oh God…Oh God…” she thought as her body squirmed to try and cover herself, exposing her other nipple as she danced in place. Joey continued to stare puzzled with a light smile as Jenny abashedly tried to stay calm and natural, about as natural as her body was currently. She laid a hand over her crotch trying not to grip the apron too tightly for cover, a nipple peek having to be taken care of by her hand.



“S-so um, what are y-you doing out here today?” she stammered. “Oh I have the day off and I decided to do a bit of trimming and lounging,” he said with unfocused eyes. “I mistook you for Ms Milf for a second haha.”



“Hahaha, right right. I just uh, was helping her with some chores for the day while she stepped out for a bit,” she said trying to think of how to leave. “Ah that’s nice, love to see neighbors look out for each other. Well I’ll let you get back to it, holler if you need me!” Joey said rather excitedly. He went back to trimming his side as Jenny tried to back away without turning around. A few slips on her feet and out her apron later and she was back inside, Joey hardly missing a beat.



Letting out a holler of grief from within, Jenny quickly rushed over to the laundry room ignoring her own applause and errant movements. The apron’s top sunk into her mounds and lifted to only cover her tummy. She chucked the door open and emptied the dryer post-haste, leaving the contents on the floor as she filled it with the washer load. A few presses and clicks followed as she set it on, deciding to just sit atop it and wait for her load to be finished.



Her mind went flushed as she thought about Joey and how long he must’ve been there, able to see her as she squatted with the tulips over and over again and giving him long looks as her ass and more. Her train of thought was interrupted by several bumps from the dryer, bouncing her open chest and bare ass against the machine. Her titties doing jumping jacks and her booty lightly slamming made Jenny feel an odd stir below, finally realizing that she was showing everything and her hairy vagina was near the edge of the machine.



Jenny was never one to experiment with pleasures often, rarely indulging in it to begin with, but she remembered some close college friends talking about something similar to this. She stared down to her tits again with their perky capped ends, apron in between the jumping jubilees. She simply cringed and shook her head, pushing herself off the machine just before a big tumble sounded with a KAPUT.



Jenny looked back concerned at the silent dryer with its screens flashing red in the face of a frown, as if it was sullen from her absence. She clicked and turned its buttons wondering what went wrong but she already knew; it had broken down. She shook the expensive item and her body desperately to try and get it up again, but she had no clue on how to fix something like this. A look inside revealed the incredibly wet clothes, still heavy with water and dripping in her hands.



“Whyyyyyy!” she groaned to the empty house, emptying the contents into a basket with some towels as a dampener. Ms Milf’s words echoed into her mind and she dived her torso in for inspection. She poked around the dim dryer for a few minutes trying to find what went wrong, hearing a jingle as her bottom half laid outside. She was lucky to be alone in such a position, the full moon was glorious in its ample phase and made waves through her thighs as she shook around.



A surprise ting hit the wetted dryer’s metal and made her jump, picking up the troublesome item and looking at it with a pit in her stomach. “She’s going to kill me,” Jenny muttered to herself as she saw her own mangled keys as the culprit to the breakdown.



Chapter 3



Slithering out with the item, she tried to think about how to fix this, at least partially. “No spare keys for my house, no secondary dryer, going to Joey for help may be best but definitely not in this,” she pondered with a look downwards, surprised to see half the apron wet from the dryer’s puddle. Its thin material made it ineffective for taking water, becoming very translucent with her tummy folds being in partial view. Who even gets an apron like this??



She contemplated hanging it up to dry when a spark of motivation came to her; she could just do that for the clothes! Some wires already lined the backyard and it was nice and sunny out, a perfect solution! She quickly rushed the heavy basket close to the sliding door and found plenty of clips and hangers that would make do for the drying.



She started by hanging up a pretty purple sweater on the far left wire, having to stretch on her toes and even jump a bit to clip them properly. It waved in the wind as it dripped lightly on her, but she felt confident that it would work. She confidently jogged to and fro from the door humming to herself as the wire sagged from the weighty clothes.



As she finished hanging out some familiar clothes at the first end, Jenny looked beyond her and saw Joey lounging in the sunlight with shades on, waving a shaky hand to her. The blonde waved back before she felt a droplet land right on her perked up pink nipple, remembering that she never fixed her skimpy attire from before. She shrieked and went to pull out the apron from between her peaks and pull it down for bottom coverage.



An even more nervous wave and laugh accompanied her shuffle backwards into the house, only to be halted as something wet flew into her face and caused her to slip backwards. “Oh, Jenny are you o…kayy?” Joey said with a fast approach to the low fence. Jenny quickly plucked the offending garment off her face, annoyed and held it in front of her to see it. She looked blankly at her purple polka-dot panties soaked in her hands, some blonde hairs peeking out to the side.



She remembered Joey’s presence as she lifted them to see him looking right down at her, more specifically near her legs. Her open legs with a translucent apron, that somehow fell to her side. With another flash she brought the garment down to her crotch as she felt the cold piece press into her own garden, deciding to just book it back inside. “I’mokthankyoubye!” she spouted as her ass saw Joey off, having something to say as he stayed silent.



She chastised herself and waited a few minutes inside, hoping Joey would buzz off while she pawed at her panties. She pouted at the colorful undergarment as she held it in her palm, wondering if it had somehow gotten smaller than when she wore it earlier today. Poking her head and a breast out the door and apron, Jenny saw Joey still outside sitting in his chair doing nothing. “Hopefully he’s asleep or something,” she thought as her hanging continued on the opposite side of the yard.



She couldn’t help but focus on some of the more, inappropriate pieces here that made Jenny blush as she aired the wet laundry. She doubted that she would be able to wear some of these things without having her usual Jenny Moments occur, how did Ms Milf do it then? The older woman’s body was even more developed than Jenny’s, albeit not by too much.



Many minutes later with the blonde fighting the growing winds to keep her apron on as Joey and some animals got tender glimpses of her, she finished her makeshift solution and looked proudly at the colorfully flowing yard. “Phew…good work Jenny!” she said with a high five to herself, going inside for hopefully the rest of the day. She figured a quick break was in order after the hot work outside, crashing right on the couch with her butt up as she reached for the remote.



“Hmm, only 1:40 pm huh,” she noticed while flicking through channels, settling on the news. “I’ll probably just rest until 2 and then continue, haa,” she finished with a tired yawn. The blonde made sure to get comfortable as the droning news lulled her into an accidental nap.



CRACK



Jenny woke up and fell off the couch with a startle from the sudden noise. She looked around the room for anything that might’ve broken, but all was in place throughout the house. She got her bearings and realized that she fell asleep, taking her time to wake up. “...when did it get so dark out? It’s only ... .2:45, damn it,” she said to herself as she looked at only part of the bright tv.



“And remember folks, our sunny Thursday will return soon enough,” a beautiful weather woman said on the screen. “But for now, take care inside from the sudden storm, should be gone before the hour!”



“Huh? Sudden stor- OH NO!” Jenny exclaimed, whipping her head to the open door. Light droplets hit the entrance as heavy winds swept to the east across the wires outside. Some had already been relieved of their weights as some clothes flew up and away, across the garden and beyond being soaked once more.



Jenny rushed to the door with frightened eyes forgetting her shoes as she tried to do damage control, grabbing whatever was left and putting it inside. To and fro she went with haste, struggling against the winds as they slowed her to save what remained along with her modesty. The freshly wet clothes and rain made sure to share the sentiment with the apron as it quickly wettened. It also inhibited her sight and movement as it often flew up to her face as her body was tickled from the elements.



As sudden as it woke her up, the storm lessened more and more as the droplets ceased and winds eased like before. With messy blonde hair, dirt on her feet and wet like she just left the pool, Jenny stood next to the door and breathed from the unfortunate excitement. A good amount of clothes were saved but were worse than before due to hitting the damp ground, rained on or speckled with leaves. Not to mention the ones she was too late to save, they’d be all over the neighborhood with her luck at this rate.



Jenny let out a laugh of disbelief as the situation sunk in, thinking of what to do or say when Ms. Milf would arrive and see this. Surely she’d understand right? She paced around in her stress as the sound of the front door unlocking was lost to her. “Ok, ok. Let me just uh, try and clean these up at least,” she said, bending down to the wet pile facing the back door.



“Jenny??” two familiar surprised voices said behind her. She quickly yelped and jumped to face it as she saw both Ms. Milf and Ashley standing in the hallway with surprised expressions, Ashley’s seeming somehow gleeful for a second. “O-oh hi! Sorry I didn’t know you would be here yet, w-why are both of you…?”



“We arrived in the driveway at the same time and I let her in,” Ms. Milf said, approaching her while Ashley just waved. “Jenny why is your apron so wet and, and are these the clothes you were supposed to be washing??” She quickly moved past the blonde to see the wet clump while Jenny remembered how bad the apron did with water. Her breasts and vagina were all on show with the wet apron being tucked between the former, not that it would’ve hid them well at this point.



“S-so uh, I had a few mishaps unfortunately while you were gone,” Jenny blushed and covered herself, Ms Milf slowly turning to her with a stern face. “Like what exactly?”



Chapter 4



After her reluctant and embarrassed retelling of the afternoon’s house sitting, Jenny looked down at the floor nervously as she covered herself in the apron still. She couldn’t quite tell how mad Milia was with her hand covering her face but she could tell it was far from happy. Ashley stood to the side in her biker jacket, red shirt, and flashy pants Jenny didn’t quite recognize.



“So you not only managed to not finish all the chores, break my dryer, not do my laundry, but also lost half the clothes across the neighborhood?” the older woman asked with a hint of annoyance. “I-I’m terribly sorry about all this. After the dryer went down I tried to hang the clothes out to dry but I fell asleep before the storm happened and-”



“And you didn’t hear about the weather before or think to check it? And just slept with nothing on?”

“Well I uh,” she started before realizing that she couldn’t deny any of it, blushing harder as she looked away. Ashley was tempted to say something but decided to let Milia do all the talking as she left with a sigh and came back with a chair to sit on.



“Alright Jenny, just come here then,” she said, Ashley picking up on the situation while Jenny approached confused. “But first, give my apron to Ashley please,” making Jenny flinch. She almost asked to keep it on but her sharp eyes made it clear. She unwrapped its back and lifted the damp piece off as her wet breasts settled in place. Ashley pinched it silently as Jenny went back to Milia.



“Well, lay yourself down young lady,” she instructed, Jenny doing so confused. She felt awkward with her breasts dangling over the side and her butt up in the air, her eyes widening as she finally realized what this position meant. “I’m sorry to do this Jenny but you need a quick punishment,” she heard before a quick, sharp hand collided with her ass. “AIEE” Jenny exclaimed in surprise as she began to squirm in place.



“W-wait wait wait we don’t have t-” she muttered before being interrupted by another hard smack to her booty. Now they were coming in rhythmically as they matched the end of her ass’ ripples as they filled the room. Milia was a natural at such but had never seen such motion from a peach like Jenny’s before, its shape and mass making her go on a bit longer and harder than she initially meant.



Ashley mostly held back her snickers in the corner watching the lecherous display, this being a rare but not new viewing of Jenny. Her tush was the highlight of course but she also took great delight in the blonde’s swaying jugs and facial expressions after each smack. She’d record it if she was sure Milia wouldn’t notice and give her the treatment herself, so she sat and enjoyed it for the thankfully long minute to follow.



Jenny held herself together suspended for punishment but couldn’t help but flinch at each assault to her rear. She couldn’t remember the last time this had happened to her, but she could confirm that it wasn’t in her childhood sadly. This was by far the harshest of them though as each stinging spank was never left alone for long, making her feel more than pain and embarrassment as she continued.



With a final smack out of rhythm and Jenny’s new blushing cheeks, Milia cleared her throat and decided she had gone on more than enough, letting her neighbor off easy in the end. She took a final look at the apple bottom in this angle and noticed her handprints marking both cheeks with great precision. “Alright Jenny, your punishment is over now. I’m sorry but you really frustrated me,” she said as Jenny sighed, raising her up enough to sit on her legs and facing Ashley.



The blonde’s glowing fat ass sitting atop the thick slightly spread thighs of Ms Milf became a new favorite of Ashley’s. Wet pussy so close to Wet Pussy. Jenny hoped she didn’t notice her own dampness, or at least not say anything in front of Ashley, but it was too late as Milia kept the two’s little secret. Milia didn’t want to give away her own pleasure too after all.



“I’ll let you go for the day since you tried and it was rough on you, but don’t be surprised when I come knocking for an extra favor or two,” she said with a stern smile and pat on Jenny’s back.



“R-right, of course. I’m very sorry about all this again. Just let me know when and I’ll do my best to be there,” she replied with a blush, still rubbing her hand-printed butt after the spanking. She really wasn’t expecting them to be so sharp. “I really hate to ask but do you have anything else for me to wear? I couldn’t find my clothes in the pile I saved.”



A knock on the door came as Jenny tried to stand up with wobbly legs. “I got it,” Ashley said, saddened at the show’s wrap up. She cracked the door open somewhat to see Joey had appeared with a small bunch of damp clothes in his arms, a dainty pair of panties and bra sitting at the top of it.



“Oh hi Ashley, is Jenny or Ms Milf here? Some of their clothes were swept to my backyard and I wanted to drop them off,” he said kindly. The burnette smiled and swung the door wide open for Joey allowing him to see the naked blonde one final time that day. He happily looked at the frozen woman’s bright booty and side boob as she couldn’t think of what to do.



“Hey Jenny, we got some clothes for you!” she said loudly as Jenny broke out of her spell and retreated to a nearby room. “Sorry, she’s awfully shy, I’ll take these for her though. Thank you!” Ashley said, taking the pile and shutting the door before Joey could speak again. She recognized the polka-dot panties and striped bra as Jenny’s, who else would wear such silly things after all. She secretly gave them a nice stretch enough for a little tear to be heard before handing them off to Jenny for wear.



Jenny exited soon after in her earlier damp clothing, finally with socks and shoes back on, deciding it was her best bet for hanging out with Ashley and that she could maybe buy something better soon. She couldn’t shake the feeling of her top and bottom being more mobile though. “Thanks for getting these back Ashley.”



“No problem Jenny, now let’s get going on that super fun day you mentioned,” she said with a fake smile. Ashley didn’t want to before but with her exposures and worse wear, Ashley may have some fun with her yet.



As the two waved goodbye and drove off, Ms. Milf gathered what she could of the clothes and put in a call for a dryer fix. Heading upstairs to her computer, she figured she would find out just what one of Jenny’s exposures looked like and how things came to pass. She did have security cameras all around the house after all, leaving not a corner out of her sight.



She was astonished frankly at her decisions and bad luck, all leading to her prancing nude in her own home. She was sad to miss it and her face in person, but at least she saw the process and lived the fruitful conclusion. Rewinding the footage over reminded Milia of her younger days streaking and bouncing about, getting a hint of excitement from the blonde’s hot figure. All in her old apron too, it was like a sweet parallel. It was good enough to stay in and enjoy for the rest of the day she figured, removing her sundress and watching over every sexy angle.



The End

[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

[bor2]

Replying with another Jenny story I wrote and posted on DA, this is the 5th one I believe. I never knew where the boy scouts thing for Jenny started but there's certainly quite a bit of art and stories around it. Not crazy about it myself but was fun to write and hope you enjoy it as well.


Chapter 1



Jenny stepped off the bus with an apprehensive smile, bearing hopeful eyes for what she had signed up for. For today and tomorrow morning, she would be a chaperone for the local scout organization’s camping weekend, cut a bit short due to lack of participants and weather. She had had some, interesting encounters or two with scouts before in other towns, but surely these ones would be more well behaved and kind.



“Alright Jenny, come on over here,” a loud voice said in her direction. It was the scout leader of this trip whose name she had failed to remember as of now. He was built from the cloth of an army family no doubt and fit into it in every way.



“Be right there!” she quickly replied as she gathered her few belongings up. It was going to be a real traditional camping experience for them, so not much to bring outside of the expected. The cheery woman’s wear consisted of a cute small beret, button-up brown shirt and a matching skirt to reach above her knees. She was advised by the Scout Lead to wear shorts or pants, and she has an extra pair, but couldn’t resist her usual form of dress and how cute it looked.



“Alright Miss Jenny, here’s how things are going to be handled this trip,” he started while moving back. “Since we’re rather, ahem, understaffed and I know you lack proper camping experience, I’ll be taking the brunt of the scouts while you handle a smaller batch,” he said, gesturing to a sizable group of scouts, their expressions as plain as could be compared to Jenny’s. “We’ll be hoofing it most of today, but tomorrow we have breakfast before we travel home. Your campsite is a touch further down from our own, but I’ll still be checking to make sure things will are in order. Are we clear Miss?”



“Y-yes of course Sir!” she said with conviction. “Very good. I’ll be getting everyone ready and seeing the bus off, so just head down to your site and set up camp.” he said, turning away and crowding the talkative scouts. Jenny turned and smiled to hers with a wave and got silent ones in response. She was about to start an introduction but they were all apparently eager to set up and left without a word. She nearly tripped and fell as she went to catch up, still excited for the day to come.



The humble forest path of planks led to a fair circular clearing past an even bigger clearing for the other campsite. A river on the side followed it down and teased a pond deeper still, natural and clear as day. Jenny was distracted by the beautiful landscape and missed her scouts already setting up camp, and beyond effectively at that. She saw the mixed group already put in the work and went to match them.



Her experience had been nearly a decade old, and not great to begin with, but surely putting a tent together wouldn’t take long or be that bad. Base spread and nails ready, she began to hammer down in not quite the right spots to make it work, often leading her to make correction after correction and movement after movement. The light blue colored tent just big enough for her was making her work for it, and she wasn’t backing down.



The scouts watched passively as she toiled away and got closer to making it right, finding it hard to not notice her skirt rising with every part. She was oblivious to the changes it was going through as it went from mid-thigh upwards inch by inch, making them all anxious or excited for the moment it would show what was underneath. It didn’t come as they expected though, and arguably went better.



Her frustration had piqued from the nails’ resistance to the point where she decided it was best to get down and personal, sticking her butt up high with her head near the ground for better accuracy. Some of them almost blurted out with laughter from the escalation of the scene and her dress to reveal her flowery pink panties, working well with the dress to cover most of her ass save for spilling cheeks. She naturally wiggled herself for readjustment, unknowingly giving them all more slices of her cake in her most tantalizing way.



There weren’t any phones permitted on the trip, but they’d be redundant this time as it was already burned into their minds. In just that instance, Jenny made them change their minds on how the trip would play out, and all for the better. As she finished her struggle and moved on, she ended up with a satisfactory tent with no idea of her admirers, nor the ant hill she squished herself against in the process.



Chapter 2



Not much time passed until the two groups started their fishing activities for the afternoon, still separated as they went deeper into the forest. The scout leader’s voice could be heard corralling his group up stream while only faint words could be heard from Jenny’s nearly done setting up. The lack of energy in their group started to make her feel itchy, thinking of what to say as she got ready herself.



“You all seem to have a lot of badges under your belts, that’s really impressive honestly,” she started as she cast a line out into the stream amidst them. Some tried to ignore her but couldn’t help but watch as she kept moving around in place, making a light show of her concealed figure. “I was never able to join a group like this when I was younger, so it feels nice to do so now. I’ve always wanted at least a few badges to show off and earn, it must be a great feeling.”



She quickly trailed off from her point and kept talking about her life afterwards, finding it harder to do as she felt something off. The silence of the scene barring the babbling brook made her feel alone, enough to start poking around her skirt to see what was wrong. The quiet scouts all stopped their productive fishing to make sure she kept going, seeing a true natural beauty in her habitat.



It started with quick brushes at her lower dress, her hand showing her hesitation as she went underneath to continue and start scratching and shifting herself. Her formal posture became more and more unlady-like as she started to bend to reach deeper in, giving the group another rosy pantyshot. She did an unknowingly fine job at messing with the skirt to where it flipped and stayed up above her rump in due time, flashing the full of her panties and how they left a nice crack that she kept growing with her interference.



The lucky scouts could see what she couldn’t finally, several ants making their assault on the poor lady as retaliation for her set-up earlier. The few stragglers at her back advanced north from her ass back into hiding as they realized where their next target would be eagerly. Jenny went to sit down after fixing her dress, oblivious to her spectators or what would come next. Not even a minute later did the discomfort return around her chest as she pawed away at it to no avail.



Her large bosom begged for her as she frowned and looked at the top two buttons on it. “Just need a bit of space to get things straight,” she whispered, plucking them off as her milky cleavage yawned open. She resumed her brushing and padding away trying to be careful of her display, getting careful eyes from the scouts in secret. She started to sweep around and inside her breasts now, making progress but still not enough to feel good. “M-maybe just one more,” she contemplated to her next button, her fingers meeting a sudden bee as they gripped it.



“EEEKK!” she let out getting the group’s attention and spooking any fishes on bait. With a jump and much shooing away with her hands, she got rid of the bee and laughed to herself about the overreaction. “Sorry about that, just a bee on me and I thought-” she started apologizing to everyone, surprised at their surprised reactions turning into laughter and whistles. She grew confused and followed their eyes south, her Girls clad in a pretty pink bra perkily saying hi with her usual energy.



She reflexively yelped and grabbed herself for cover, nearly popping a nipple out of her right cup from the movement. She further tested it as her areola got some sunlight from her awkward escape back to her tent for privacy, the bra only doing so much to make her display less erotic than it could be.



Alone and annoyed, the blonde properly stripped down to her underwear to see stragglers of ants mounting their attack still. She took the time to disgustingly remove every last one from her body before getting dressed again, finding a new problem from some buttons being missing. A hint of deja vu hit her as she tried to close her clothes fully, an impossibility now that put a pit in her stomach.



With an awkward fix, she was able to button the rest of her shirt in exchange for squishy cleavage and parts of her bra now being visible. She could feel the strain and jostle of her lovely tits rubbing against the bra’s soft material, her nipples hardening slightly in return to eagle eyed fans of hers. For once, she was glad the scouts were silent upon her return as she continued fishing, feeling their eyes on her for obvious reasons.



“Wow, you guys sure caught quite a bit while I wasn’t looking huh,” she remarked to their filled buckets of trout and salmon around them. With a hint of inspiration she cast her line out to the pond to catch some for herself, and again and again as she came up with nothing. She grew a bit frustrated from seeing the scouts do it so effortlessly, trying to follow in their example and mimic. She mistook her next line for someone’s right next to her, too happy to realize that her own hook had found its way into the back of her skirt!



The scouts started to murmur around, and mostly behind, her as Jenny misread it as light praise. “That was a good throw right? I think I’ll get a great one this time!” she said, too true beyond her realization. The scout next to her made sure to match their movements as best she could, too curious to see how it would go. With a tug finally happening, Jenny and the scout began to reel it in and fight hard to get her catch, her real hook lifting the back of her dress higher than before to their glee.



Her overactive movements gave way to nice flexes and shakes at her rear and thighs, the scouts cheering for her as two particularly mischievous ones got an idea. The first went forward to help Jenny relax and readjust for a moment, while the second readjusted the hook to sn*tch both the skirt and bottom of her panties.



“Thank You!” she said obliviously and got back to business, feeling the new strain at her butt but ignoring it from suspense. The growing cheers and dedication to victory only improved her skills as she reeled her panties into a thong, revealing early strands of her garden and hints of her hole as she wedgied herself further. It was beginning to help stimulate her focus more as her reeling continued, the scout next to her doing a star’s job at acting and stalling the climax.



“Oo come on, I know I got it!” she said confidently as she buckled down and showed more of her bubble butt to her admirers. At the end of her rope, Jenny launched the pole skyward as a quick RRIIIPP hit the air among the cheers and hollers. Jenny looked at the huge salmon that came up from the river and held her arms to try and catch it, rather disappointed when it went to the arms of the scout next to her. She looked confused and noticed her bait and hook as now her own, eyes slowly looking up and ending wide.



“Wait those are-” she stopped, bringing her hook down to find a familiar pink pair of panties on the end of it, becoming longer thanks to their new tear. A blush began to consume her as she checked, she just had to check beneath her skirt with her spare hand to feel the fullness of her ass and bottom lips with nothing to stop her. Her ears finally processed the cheering for what it really was and looked back in horror at the boisterous scouts pointing and eyeing the early full moon from the split in her back.



Red as the salmon that was caught, the woman tugged her dress’ splits together to cover her ass while turning around, pulling her front up enough to flash them a rare golden bush of the forest. Her body was in pure flight mode as she ran back to her tent with heavy eyes, a muffled applause accenting her escape.



Catching her breath and flustered, the woman laid down across her tent door with nothing to hide her privates. She became infuriated with herself for not noticing her display sooner, unable to escape her iconic luck even out here. But as always, she picked herself up and began to move forward, but not before some maintenance.



Not only were the panties torn, but so was the back of her skirt as the cloth would be better as a wrap of some kind. She tried to think of a fix when a loud “Jenny!” broke her focus just outside her tent. She quickly threw her hands over her crotch seeing the scout leader’s silhouette approach, he was able to walk in on her half naked!



Right as he knelt down ready to enter, Jenny’s top half shot out the front with her belly downwards being barely hidden by the tarp’s light blue fabric, down on all fours. “Hi hi, right here. No need to come in,” she blurted out nervously, her ample chest catching the tall man’s attention from how much bigger it seemed from before. “Can I help you with something?” she asked impatiently, begging for his leave.



“Well yes actually, I need YOU to be sticking with your scouts more as their leader. Short breaks are fine, but you can’t be going off and leaving them alone like this for so long. They’re smart but still our responsibility. Go back to them and stay with them, we clear?”

“Y-yes sir, sorry sir. I’ll head back to them in just a second” she said, spooked as he stood up with his eyes on her chest still. He was a married man and wouldn’t betray his vows, making him feel guilty for his gaze as he left.



She gave a heavy sigh of relief retreating back into the tent, rubbing her tush and looking at her options. With no time to consider salvaging her clothes, she’d just have to go to new ones. “Oh Thank You Ashley, for helping me pack for this trip…I think,” she said awkwardly as she looked through her spare bag. Expecting a small wardrobe of backup, she was greatly let down to see a large threaded blanket, a pair of shorts and an I.O.U. note hastily written with a winky face.



“Ashleyyy,” she groaned while inspecting the white front-tie cargo shorts with folds at the bottom, making them appear cute at least. She really didn’t want to but decided to abandon her panties and skirt here for the time being, going commando under the decently well fitting shorts. A bit small for her liking, but the bottom folds covered her cheeks well while the tie kept them secure at her curves. The low-rise just reached her navel and worked to show off part of her belly. “Not too bad a look,” she said with a hint of joy as she headed back to her scouts begrudgingly.



Again with her scouts, some greeted her with a snicker or wave while they just kept fishing. Having had her fill of such, Jenny paced around to see them at work and admire their catches, staying out of their way and gaze. She couldn’t believe they were expected to do this for so long, despite not much time passing in reality. She poked at her buttons and top for a minute, wanting to redo them but lacking the privacy.



Without a word, one of them approached Jenny and gestured for her to watch as he made a show of launching his hook across the river to reach a blueberry bush. She was impressed by how accurate he was, reeling it back in and popping one into his mouth. Another success made her applaud him as he shared it with her to eat.



“Oh, why thank you,” she said with a smile as she watched closely behind him, transfixed by his consistency. The other scouts began to follow and vie for her attention, tricking their rods and baits for all sorts of tricks around them. She was constantly pleased and eased by each different display of skill, some spinning their rods like lassos and capturing leaves or branches from great distances.



Several of them hoped for something to happen, and only a few could see it before it actually did. As she was impressed by the group’s swings and tricks, one of their hooks just so happened to flash right before her eyes, landing safely inside her cleavage. She luckily noticed it and blushed at its landing, raising it slightly to find it embedded at the front of her bra, already feeling a slight tug.



Before she could even think, several twings and pops alerted everyone to the mouthwatering sight that was a fresh topless Jenny, her miraculous milkers reacting with a healthy bounce with her pretty pink nipples. The victim was the first to react as a silent scream left her mouth, quickly throwing an arm over her chest while the other reached out to the hook. The offending scout naturally aimed for the water without a thought as Jenny dived in with her top’s remains at her sides. She followed the pink bait as it flowed down stream, trudging after it, her nipples and areolas getting peeks out from her arm to the scout’s delight.



Just as she was about to reach it, a new hook went into the bra as it was quickly reeled back in by the same clever scout. She didn’t have time to think whether it was good or ill intentioned, chasing after it all the same. Her rush back to the group was concluded with a two-handed jump catching the bra, unveiling her wet honkers to everyone as they dropped with an audible Smack to each other from their wetness.



Her chest heaving and dripping as it held them all in hypnosis, Jenny brought her prize down to cover herself as she blushed redder than a tomato. They were all still looking down at them, and the now pale pink was doing little to hide her perky natural pink tits. She let out a broken laugh and simply said “How about we call it there for fishing today,” the scouts silently agreeing solemnly. After all, they just got the biggest catch they could ever find.



Chapter 3



Hours having passed since her last big exposure, the scouts were still whispering and laughing to each other about how fantastic they looked in allure and jealousy. She made sure to mingle and stay with them to not anger the scout leader further, but only after she made an attempt to get dressed properly.



Buttonless top, near broken bra, ill fitting shorts, and no panties. How many times had Jenny found herself in such a scenario or similar, and how many times had it ended well for her? She stood dripping in the center of her tent trying to find a fix, her silhouette visible enough to enjoy an idea of her curves and mass from the sides. With it wet and stretched as it was, her bra was of no help and would not make it back to her clothes drawer sadly.



The top was deserving of no return either, now cold and without buttons to make only a small jacket or vest, unequipped to handle her physique. She fell back on her old trick of tying some of it together to make a bra of sorts, still knowing that her knotting skills were subpar and pale in comparison to the scouts. She was tempted to ask one for help, but didn’t fully trust their hands to do what was asked and not tweak or enjoy her charmers. Such a chance would not only cause a riot among who could do it, but also betray her sense of security and privacy.



Several tries later and she made a similar solution to times before, making a knot at her lower front to cover her nubs as the priority. This of course had the usual caveats of notable cleavage, underboob, and overall not being too secure in holding her girls back from bouncing. Her own body was known to betray itself and highlight her nipples throughout, giving them a detail that she wished to hide. Most of her body from lightly chubby navel to underboob was visible now as well, something she could live with at least.



This and the shorts shared an unfortunate problem of not taking water too well, their fabrics absorbing it and making it heavier while giving more clue into their finer details and look. Seeing her bra and panties so close but useless gave her a pit of sorrow, but they were of no use to anyone now she figured. She stayed on her guard around the scouts and her surroundings, wishing for time to go by quickly.



The remainder of their evening played out as well as they could for her, keeping them orderly and accounted for in the wilderness while her breasts did some playing of their own. Her melons stayed contained while being a point of interest for everyone, but the scouts all knew that it would only last so long with her less than perfect knotting.



As night came upon them, Jenny was tired enough for bed, but had to advise the scouts for their marshmallow and smores event. A yawn escaped her as the camp major finished setting up their fire and let them be to attend his main group. He barely looked at Jenny now, her changes making him nervous and confused. “Make sure to handle the cleanup thoroughly, don’t need any surprise visits now. I’ll check in on you all later,” he said with a dodgy expression.



The bags of sweets were quickly ripped into and shared around by the scouts, each eagerly getting ready to eat their toasty dessert. She couldn’t help but smile at their sincere expressions from the fact, wishing she could join in but lacking the energy. When the bags reached her, she simply started roasting two marshmallows and left it there.



She began to nod off as she roasted and nearly charred her mellows, being nudged awake just in time for them to stay edible. Her nibbles away at them showed her inexperience with how they nearly fell off with every bite, small portions landing just past her chest. As she tried to eat, the scouts next to her noticed how open the back of her shorts were now and the crack she was giving off, trying to think of an idea to show it off for everyone.



Before they could think further however, Jenny needed to get out a big stretch to help stay awake, reaching her hands high and the marshmallows ever higher. Their precarious position up there allowed gravity to take hold as they slipped off from the stick and plopped right at Jenny’s back and into her crack.



She immediately became awake and yelped from the warm intrusion, everyone’s eyes going to her as she looked around startled. She was about to make a fuss to the two scouts beside her when she noticed their eyes match a weird feeling, her shorts were falling! The already weakened garment started to sag and reveal her ass quickly, her vagina not being far with her bush already visible by the fire’s light.



“Nonono,” she said as she picked them up and pressed it against her, smothering the warm sticky treat against her own. The crowd began to laugh at her comedic display and face of regret, hoping she’d drop them and show how bad it got. Alas, Jenny wasn’t that daft as she awkwardly went away to clean herself up.



Down near the pond of where they fished earlier, Jenny removed her bottoms and put them aside as she cautiously entered the water to clean herself. She felt crazy being out here half naked and bathing like a forest nymph, but it was this or attracting more bugs to her honeypot which would be a grave danger out here. Her hands thoroughly explored her bottom treasures as they washed away anything foreign to her, feeling a light shiver from the nice cool the water had.



She tried not to think about it, but the moonlight and quietness of the area made it the most serene time she had had in quite awhile. It was a beautiful moment to match her and her personality, a thankfully private and tender one as she got to care for herself more than she intended in those moments.



SNAP

The sudden noise around her entry point made her sink down to just her head above the water, unsure if she was followed by the scouts or maybe worse, the leader. She waited to see any movement or chatter but noticed nothing, rising up to go get her shorts clean now. Her walk out of the river was akin to a Goddess, her beautiful busty figure more natural thanks to the water giving everything a great sense of weight and glow.



There she found the source of the surprise and chuckled to see a little rabbit digging into her shorts, doubtless because of the mess from before. It froze from her appearance, allowing her to pet it gently with her ass put nicely in the air, dripping with a natural sheen. “You’re a cute fella aren’t you? Well sorry, but I have to be going now with this,” she said as she went to grab her shorts, the critter quickly biting down on it not ready to lose its snack.



“Oh come on, this isn’t yours so give it,” she said with a forceful tug, underestimating the rabbit’s jaw strength as it nabbed a portion of the shorts and ran off. With surprise, she looked at the shorts to see the strings were ripped out, making them looser than could be. She merely sighed at the fact and went back to clean them, it could have been worse after all.



After this washing and a quick wringing, Jenny stepped into them once again and raised them up, disappointed as they immediately fell to her curves and then down to her feet with a little plop. She’d just have to hold them up with a hand from now on, or wedge them up her greatly, and so she started to do as she headed back.



Most of the way there and already fed up with her shorts, she spotted the scout leader past the way and making his way down. She’d certainly get an earful this time if she left the scouts alone with fire, so she picked up her pace to hopefully beat him there. The scouts were already packing up and setting their excess firewood to the side when they saw Jenny barreling in, her mammaries somehow contained in her top still and shorts near her ankles.



“Ah, hey there!” Jenny said, cutting off the leader’s approach early while grabbing her shorts up. He was surprised to hear her already, unable to see her properly from his distance away and the poor lighting. The scouts saw her holding up her shorts and how they were dripping and got another great idea, soon pawning off their firewood to Jenny to handle.



“Ah Jenny, glad to see you’re with your scouts. How’d the smores go for you all?”

“Oh they went great, we all had a uh, a good fill and getting ready for bed now?” she said, confused by the firewood being handed to her. It was clumped up enough to need both arms in order to carry, soon being unable to hold her shorts up by herself. “Good good, and I see you have plenty of wood leftover. Nice and effective work from you and your scouts then.”



“Mmhmm Mmhmm,” she said with enough wood that her rack was sitting atop it now, the leader taking notice of this and blushing. She tried to listen to him talk more about his side of things but felt her shorts start to descend, unable to see that the scouts were tugging it enticingly. She started to do an awkward dance to try and keep them up, only assisting their descent and giving a nice show to her familiar crowd all behind her. Her junk in the trunk was without equal and something worth the promise of seeing a new day, especially with its wet sheen in the moonlight like it was and those waves she was making. They played with it like children, raising it up and down to get more reactions out of her as they fought the desire to grab or smack it.



“Excuse me Scout Leader,” one of them suddenly asked, surprising Jenny that one actually spoke. He asked several unimportant questions about tomorrow’s activities and how his group was doing, all to keep Jenny in her dance longer. Soon they dropped the shorts completely and kept them there, Jenny only noticing a minute after hearing and feeling her cheeks with plenty of snickers to accompany it. She froze in fear knowing that she was bottomless and that they could do anything to her now, waiting and pleading for nothing bad.



“Well, this was a nice informative chat then. I’ll see you all tomorrow for breakfast and the bus home, have a good night. Oh uh Jenny, just put all the spare wood in that bin over there thanks,” he said, setting Jenny free from her prison. She reflexively buckled her knees with the night almost being over, startled by the sudden rise in laughter and eyes from behind.



“C-could some of you help me with this please?” she asked nicely, wishing she clarified her statement as she saw a shadow kneel down. The shorts were swiftly rocketed past the woman's thick thighs and curves into her sex, making her almost drop the wood as she adjusted to her wedgie with a resounding snap! She quickly huffed and went to drop off the wood, grabbing her shorts and fixing them back up to where they should be.



She wanted to tell them off, but hadn’t the energy to spend over their antics. She was worn out from the long day, just telling them to go to bed as she went there herself. Amongst the laughter and eyes, she could hear some mutter goodnight from behind her, wishing they were all nicer like whoever it was.



Inside her tent with a hint of light, Jenny made her difficult choice to sleep without clothes and snuggle in the blanket Ashley provided. She’d hate to get a cold from all this and it's not like they were too comfortable now anyways. She tossed them to the corner of the room, all of what she wore today in a messy pile. Despite the clothes shielding her as they did, it felt oddly comforting to be properly naked finally and just embrace it in privacy. Maybe she should try this some other time…



“Oh I’ve been up far too long now,” she joked to herself from the naughty thought, wrapping herself in the blanket and turning out her light source. As her head hit the pillow, she quickly fell to light snoring as she moved to disrobe herself somewhat in a deep sleep, meaty thighs and hints of her other features easy to discover.



Her body felt a quick shiver before adjusting quickly, her tent silently being removed up and over her from the ninja like scouts of the night. Her blanket nearly begs to be removed as she was eyed by the group, smiling as they thought of a genius idea that would have made Ashley shed a tear if she knew. Leaving her sleep and placing the tent back with newly configured nailing, the scouts left her tent as they all gathered around the clothes they took from inside and set their sights for what tomorrow would bring.



Chapter 4: The Jenny Trap



Jenny awoke a bit later in the morning than she would have liked, still needing breakfast and to pack for her leave. How much time she had left or what time it even was would stay a mystery to her. A hefty yawn and stretch was followed by a hazy look around her tent to notice something was off, where were her clothes?



“No. No not again,” she let out as she saw nothing to wear save for her blanket, even the bag, shoes and socks she had were missing. She poked her head out on all fours and carefully looked around, the surrounding tents being quiet and still. They surely had something to do with this she thought, but she didn’t dare inquire when fully nude. She wrapped her blanket tight around her upper chest as best she could with it covering her from neck to knee, she would have to thank Ashley for this one.



Her exit to the campsite made her feel like an apocalypse survivor, it was eerily quiet and still compared to the chatter she heard last night. “Just where is everyone?” she thought, testing her luck to see some tents properly empty. An annoying glare from the sun served as her answer, leading her eyes up to where the dining hall was meant to be. Atop it all she saw an odd flag fluttering in the wind, the colors and shape of it catching her attention as she gasped.



“They did not…,” she denied, but they did. All her clothes were hanging as the camp’s symbol now, taunting her from afar in a colorful and misshapen flag. She wanted to scream, she wanted to hide, she wanted to throttle one of them, but that would all have to wait. She had to get her clothes, and nothing was going to stop her. She began her march filled with nerves and determination, and with no way of knowing that her blanket was having a peculiar transformation.



Her careful stride was met without opposition nor following eyes until she approached the cabins. The small grouping of them made her wish she was staying here the whole time instead of hoofing it, but I guess it wasn’t as authentic that way. Smells of warm breakfast foods made their way to her as she ducked behind a tree to see where everyone had gathered, of course they went for food before they left.



A passing conversation entered her ear next from a small shed behind her, the door’s creaking making her jump forward to hide beside some bushes. Being smart and covering her breath, she awaited their exit as she calmed and looked down.



“What the-,” she said startled as her knees were visible and the blanket reached her mid-thigh. She palmed her face in disbelief, she must have gotten snagged without noticing. “Ok Jenny, you’ll be fine. Just break off the thread and move on,” she calmed herself, looking down to see the thread suddenly snake behind. It went to her back and then in front, again and again and again!



She was paralyzed from the realization, someone was stripping her this very moment, and they were getting faster. She put her hands on her head in utter disbelief from her situation, looking up to see another unwelcome surprise as two unfamiliar scouts were transfixed by her disappearing act just like she was.



“Woahhh,” they both stupidly let out as they kneeled a bit. She was about to be showing them much more than just her lovely thighs if she didn’t get moving, and so she started her stride once again to the cabin’s roof.



The two didn’t follow but it wasn’t long before they could see the bottom of her cheeks start falling into view, heightened by her vigorous movements as the moon’s phases came early.

Jenny’s heartbeat was only matched by her own speed and that of the blankets' ascent as she found the side ladder behind a group of scouts whose conversation suddenly ended. She broke through them and started climbing, their words lost completely from her unraveling.



Right as her bare feet met the second rung, she felt both her fat cheeks clap together as they were freed from the blankets’ confines. “Nonono,” she complained as she knew her time was running out. She thought she heard more talking around her but ignored it in service of speed to the top. Her risque rise up with nothing covering her rear made an audible appeal for any and everyone to come watch her new sexy struggle. A whole city would’ve hoofed it in the woods with her just for a minute to see her big lovely ass go up that ladder, and that was only the appetizer.



She nearly slipped down as the thread started reaching her arms and exposing her belly, not taking the time to think that her hairy pussy was now in view. Her tender sex, her booty, her donut hole, how many were down there adoring it right now? She couldn’t bear the thought of it and how it made her feel, so she pressed onwards and upwards.



On the roof now, she’s so close to cover! The wind was blowing steady north of the cabin’s edge forcing Jenny to reach its apex and grab them there. The weight of her breasts, those fabric stretching titties started to weigh against the escaping thread as her underboob made an appearance.



“I’m right there, I’m right here!” she exclaimed to herself as she sat atop the roof’s climax, legs spread and reaching up for her clothes. She got on her knees and arched against the pole, her breasts finally falling out and stifling the cold pole now with rising sturdy nipples. She was a modern day King Kong, as naked as the day she was born and maybe more popular.



One claw at the fabric with her hands and a narrow miss, another and she could just feel it against her nail! She readied herself and gave a short but effective jump straight up to grab the damp clothes, her ass saving her from feeling just about anything but glee now.



“YES!!” she celebrated as she held up the clothes she adorned just 24 hours ago, only two being truly worth it if at all. She recognized their wetness and stretched material, but she didn’t care. She had her own clothes again! Right there, she stood up and stepped into her shorts, nearly slipping off the roof but catching herself. She sat like before for some safety and stretched the shorts over her tush with ease, when a whistle made its way into her ear. She looked to where it came from on the ground floor and froze, dropping the shorts back down to her thighs.



She didn’t dare count them, but she looked down to see tons and tons of startled and wild eyes and expressions congratulating and basking in her victory along with her. Did they see her since the thread started to unravel? Since she started to climb with her ass and pussy in the bare? Since she sat atop the building and clawed at the flag with her spread cheeks slamming against the roof? Regardless, they all had seen her now. Her ass, tits, lips and maybe a bit deeper were all gawked at without contention. And they were still watching and making noise.



She shrieked and pulled her shorts up without restraint, to the point where it was closer to a bikini than shorts and let most of her cheeks hang out. It was likely an easy fix, but no time. She had to get clothed and down from there. A playful gust of wind nearly carried her top away but she caught it, flashing the same vocal group with her buxom chest with nice motion. She hurriedly tied a knot with the shirt like before, much worse and looser for varying reasons.



“Hey hey, what’s with all the commotion? We’re supposed to be eating and packing, remember?” The camp leader came out of the cabin with his booming voice, unaware of the sight he missed and breaking up the crowd. Jenny quickly made her way back to the safe ground, unable to leave without being noticed. “Ah Jenny there you, uh,” the man said, taken aback by the blonde’s odd dress.



She still had her pink panties and bra and skirt hidden behind her, unwilling to part with it as it kept her hands busy. She looked down bashfully and saw just how poor a job she did with her top, it was loose in holding them and she could see her areolas in view! Her shorts were just as bad, showing the sides of her crotch and an impressive cameltoe. “S-sorry about this,” she quickly stammered. “I uh, woke up late and didn’t want to miss breakfast is all. I’ll go and change up now-”



“Well no time for that miss, there’s maybe two plates left in there and none with your name on it. Best get something now for the long haul back. We’re all leaving soon,” he said with unfocused eyes, heading back to his part of the campsite. As the crowd thinned and most left, Jenny could still feel the eyes on her with snickers and gawks about her appearance. Some things would never truly change for her. She balled up her unmentionables in the brown cloth that used to be her skirt, wanting to hide her shame at least a little.



Her salvaged breakfast of biscuits and eggs did enough to keep her satisfied in the mess hall as she poked at her clothes and kept crumbs out of her cleavage, she didn’t need another reason for people to look there. The awkward bench she sat down at felt like getting in on the fun and snagged her shorts to her knees, flashing the kind chefs with something that made their overtime worth it. She blushed and gave them her plate, annoyed at their eyes being nowhere near her own. She could still feel them piercing her fatass as she left, adjusting her wedgie as they accidentally fell once more.



On her walk back, she felt quite close to nature as she went barefoot and could feel her body’s movements against the earth. She tried to hold against or cover them, but there was no stopping her hypnotic assets now. Her snake charmer wobbled and clapped lightly, those mountain peaks bouncing with the wind, even the thick of her stomach and thighs were going with her. As much as she detested the eyes it garnered and the embarrassment of it all, she couldn’t deny that it made her feel stupidly sexy and more clammy than her clothes already made her. A true free spirit of the forest and life she was, beautiful as a Goddess.



She finally returned to her neck of the woods to see her troublesome scouts greet her with smiles while they packed away, her shoes and beret magically reappearing outside her tent. She was still a touch tired and almost asked for help, but figured she had enough from them already. She wanted to fix her clothes again with them all back to her, but it was time to go.



The packing and start of the bus ride went smooth enough for her and everyone else, no big exposures left as her present showing was enough to not entice further mischief. She was the last one aboard and settled in the back middle, dozing off while everyone took turns getting glances of her jostling figure on the bumpy road back.



Finally back to where she could leave, she gave the scout leader a good flustered handshake goodbye. It looked like he wanted to say something else, but he couldn’t focus on her dressed as she was and just shied away. As she turned towards her car with a tired look, the scouts under her watch suddenly blocked her way.



“Oh, hi. W-well it’s time for me to get going,” she said unsure of herself, tired from their pranks and her own bad luck. They all stood there silently and awkwardly, leaving her confused.

“We have a surprise for you actually Ms. Jenny,” one of them spoke up to her surprise. From behind three of their backs, they revealed three badges to her curious face. “We saw you struggle a lot out there, but you made great efforts and were still nice to us. We had a good time too,” he said as they approached to bestow her with the badges. She was truly flattered and surprised from the display and couldn’t help but smile.



“This one is for climbing and reaching a great height,” one said as the badge was pinned on the cloth over her left breast. “This one is for being kind and staying true to yourself,” said the next at her right. “And this,” the final one began, “is for expert tying and knotting skills. Congratulations Scout Jenny,” he said, putting it right at her knot at the bottom of her breasts.



Jenny was so touched in that moment that she showed a few hops for joy, thanking them and giving applause. Her gratitude was too much for her top as the knot badge’s spot gave way and showed off her proud nipples bouncing out of their confines to the now grinning scouts. It wasn’t their intent, but it’d be a lie to say they weren’t hoping for such. Her hops made the moment all the better as they slapped against each other with perky innocence that Jenny had a neverending supply of.



“I don’t know what to say but, thank you for this!” she said with a wave goodbye as she headed to her car conflicted but happy. Too happy to take in the stares and car flashes she was getting across the lot as her knot gave way completely with her breasts out in the open. Finally in and adjusting her mirror, she was greeted by her own headlights and blushed to herself with a cringe.

“Maybe I need some more practice for that knotting badge.”



The End