You step onto the property and look around for a while before getting distracted by a woman with the fattest ass you've ever seen. She was bent over with her booty cheeks turned right at you. Her hips were easily ay least 2 and a half feet wide and her cheeks were at least triple the size of state-fair-winning watermelons, all with thick, meaty legs and a thin waist to accentuate it all.
The woman straightens herself again, then turns her head sees you staring. But instead of getting upset like you thought she would, she just smiles at you. "You the new boy?" she asks you. And before you could reply, she turns approaches you, blessing with another set of beautiful sights. Het tits were massive. Triple L cups t least. And by the way they jiggles with each step she took in her tight, red crop top, you could tell this woman was all natural~
"'Bout time we found some good help. I'm Alexis, your boss." Alexis introduces herself by telling you this, and stopping right in front of you abruptly; causing her cleavage to bounce and jiggle right in your face (you were somewhat shorter than more people). "We know nobody wants to do this job," she goes on, "which is why we try to make up for what we can. Lemme bring you down to the barn." You already couldn't understand why no one would want this job, whatever it was. With a smoking hot boss like this, who wouldn't want to?
You follow behind her as you walk, constantly getting distracted by her fat ass bouncing and jiggling around in a pair of daisy dukes that only just barely cover every inch of booty meat. Alexis walked with a lot of sway in her hips; almost as if she were showing off to you. But she couldn't be, could she?
As you walk down a road, you saw various animals being tended to. And just when you thought this job couldn't be even more appealing, you were proven wrong. As you passed by each stable and barn containing enclosures of horses, cows, pigs, etc., each was being tended to by at least a dozen angels just as drop dead sexy as Alexis. Big, bountiful, bootylicious lower bodies; plus massive, natural, knockout knockers. Dozens, if not hundreds of women all looked like this; dressed in everything between booty shorts and tank tops to tight spandex and bikini tops. Alexis looks over her shoulder at you, smirks, and stops in front of a large barn and turns around to face you. You nearly bump into her massive chest as she stopped abruptly again.
"So? What do you think?" she asks. "Wanna get stated right away?"
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