Really Large
At that moment, a handsome beach buff comes up behind you and says,
"Hey, wait a minute, Jenny, you're not trying to leave, are
you?"
"What me? Of course not?"
You have cleared off just a little bit of sand and seen your breasts
peeking out of the ground, covered by a fuschia bikini. You try to
clear off some more sand, but have a difficult time due to the new
weight on your chest.
