Teri tries to ignore the stares of men as her quadruple-E's bounce and her newly-round ass sways from left to right. The catcalls follow her into your shop, where she progresses toward the counter. Her jeans have multiple rips in them from trying to share fabric between her tiny legs and her gargantuan ass. Her bust was previously large at double-D's, but EEEE was just getting ridiculous. Indeed, her tank top is clearly intended for someone a bit fatter. But if fat was the intention, it failed; her stomach remains perfectly flat.
Leaning over at you when she gets to the counter and ignoring every man within 30 feet stopping and staring at the bent-over hourglass, she whispers, "What the fuck did those sweets do? I had to have someone else buy these huge clothes and bring them to my house!"
"Well, how many did you eat?" You ask.
"I bought a full crate. Apparently you forgot to put the fat on but piled on a bit too much boob-job in a can and globe-ass filling!"
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