Sarah's grin grew wider as she had her dreams come true. Beneath her was Jason, struggling against a torn, soiled G-string, inside a busy Taco Bell, with huge, sweaty booties exploding all around them.
Jason would attempt to dive further into the barrel in the hopes of evading his sadistic sister, but no such luck, as her hand quickly came down to scoop him up.
"Oh, fancy seeing you in a place like this." She said in a sarcastic tone as she pulled her brother toward her face. "I've been waiting for this for too long Jason, time to have tons of fun together!"she exclaimed as she slapped her hands together, crushing her brother flat against her palms. She'd open her hands and laugh. "Look at you, you're so fucking pathetic it's sad." She'd bounce her palms, causing Jasons flattened, shapeless body to bounce along with them.
Sample Stool.
Sarah noticed a lonely wooden stool next to the counter which seemed a lolittle out of place, as she'd turn towards Nina.
"Hey Nina~" she said with an eerily cutesy voice. "What's that chair doing there?"
Nina's eyes widened as they darted towards the stool, biting her lower lip as she'd squirm her thighs together. "Well, you see... We're trying to expand our menu with new, innovative gassy food. So we have a chef in the back trying to come up with new recipes for the gassiest food possible." She'd let out a pleasant groan as a fart would slap out of her rump before she'd continue. "And that's where the customers sit down to try whatever we happen to cook up, and look..." Nina pointed to the wall next to the stool. "There are even hooks so you can keep your bottoms there, so there's no risk of ruining your clothes."
Sarah's grin grew wider as she rummaged through her back pocket, retrieving a bottle of super-glue as she looked at Jason.
Bathroom.
With Jason firmly in her hand, Sarah would dart into the only hathroom in the building, as she happened to remove the "Out of order." Sign taped to the door.
Lucky Choice.
Having no immediate ideas popping up inside her head, Sarah decided to walk around Taco Bell until she found a place to put you.
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