You sigh, sweeping the same spot over and over again. It was a Tuesday matinee, it wasn't like anyone was coming. You had always been forced into doing these shifts, and once again you were alone, sweeping the same spot over and over again. Staring off into the distance had become a game to you, lost in your thoughts, your mouth fell open, and you were even drooling a little.
"...ello? HELLO???" You are suddenly jolted out of your stuper by a terrible stench and what sounded like either a snort or a fart. You see two very large girls in front of you, both grinning at you and giggling (not to mention jiggling).
"You were staring at us pretty hard there buddy, do you... have a thing for one of us?" Both behemoths strike a pose, causing ripples to run throughout their terrible smelling bodies. Barely understanding what they are saying over your burning nostrils, you realize that these girls are waiting for an answer...
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