Jason watched in awe as he noticed the behemoth of a building devouring the horizon, towering high into the air as it'd cast a shadow over it's surroundings.
Realizing he was standing in front of the well known Super-Mall in the heart of the city. He also came to realize exactly how long he was stuck underneath that bus. He was very far from home. And even though he needed a break from his sister's shenanigans, being this far away could prove problematic.
Realizing the sheer number of women stampeding in and out of the building, he really had to be careful. Using his cat-like reflexes to dodge incomming shoes and bare feet. Even managing to swiftly evade a projectile fart which exploded out of a womans bare behind. At least the vast number of people caused the doors to stay permanently open, as he found no further issues to gain entrance.
Once inside, Jason quickly darted to the side in order to prevent himself from being squished by the endless barrage of feet. With continuous gasps and groans, Jason could calm down.
Finally catching his breath, he'd squint his eyes and scout through the area, searching for possible rescue opportunities.
To his left was a Victoria's Secret store, booming with customers who probably destroyed their previous collection with their potent farts.
To his right was the arcade. Filled with nerdy girls who were completely oblivious to their destructive lack of hygeine. The horrid stench of both stale and fresh sweat, as well as the undescribably, disgustingly bad B.O. emitted from the facility.
And there, a few feet away from him, he saw a group of 5 japanese teenagers, probably about 18 or 19 years old, standing in a tight circle as they had a pretty intense conversation, inaudible since they were speaking japanese.
These girls were directly ripped from a hentai sketcher's hidden stash under his bed. They were clad in tight fitting school uniforms, which had a seriously difficult time to contain their massive chests, all pressing and squeezing into each other due to standing so close. They were relatively short compared to the other women walking past them. But what really caught Jason's eyes were the absolute monsters they had between their legs. Eerily enough, they all seemed to have identically sized cocks swinging between their legs, reaching down to their calves and outperforming their thighs in thickness. Neither of them would be possible to hide as their jiggling monstrosities were literally third legs. Accompanied by this were their shapely bubble butts which completed the package.
Jason was unsure where he should look for help. Neither of the choices he saw seemed like sane or safe options. He decided to continue looking around. Stupidly enough he had completely forgotten about the stampede of customers barging through the doors. As he stepped out into the open, he'd instantly feel immense pain and pressure against his back as he was quickly launched into the air.
He had been kicked by an oblivious lady as he was sent high into the air, the destructive impact causing his body to deform mid-air. Being reduced to nothing more than a inanimate blob. Jason could just passively watch as he started to descend towards his destination.
Victoria's Secret.
Jason barely had time to realize what had happened before he found himself crashing into a plastic basket of Special Offer underwear. Soon finding himself sinking into the unending sea of thongs, G-strings and even more... exotic ones...
Hentai Dream
As he was soaring high in the air, Jason realized he was closing in on the group of impossibly proportioned japanese students. The oblivious ignorance they possessed, as their titanic tits smushed and squeezed against each other, about ready to pop out of their tops. Their bubbly butts poking out the hem of their skirts as they would jiggle uncontrollably with each single shift of their hips.
The monstrous cocks swaying between their legs were struggling for room within the tightly squeezed circle. Continuing to clap and rub against each other as they were leaking multiple liquids on the ground beneath them.
Arcade.
Jason's eyes immediately watered up as his nosehair burned to a crisp. The unbelievable stench of unwashed B.O. consumed him once he flew through the entrance of the Arcade.The overwhelming noises of teenagers screaming as they drenched everything they came in contact with, coating it in their sweat.
Although blinded by the thick aroma, Jason was oblivious as to where he would land.
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