You looked past dark caramel legs to tight blue booty shorts, a toned stomach and loose crop top over an enormous chest. Just over those massive boobs you saw a beautiful face framed by long black curls and done up with a touch of makeup. The sexy girl beamed down at you.
"Hey there, lil guy. What's your name?"
You sighed. You didn't know who this girl was, but you didn't have time to humor her.
"Nice to meet you, ma'am, but you must have the wrong house."
"Awwww, that's adorable! What a little gentleman!"
You clenched your fists as you held back your frustration. You were a successful businessman, but every woman still saw you as a little baby.
"I'm not a baby. Have a good day."
You tried to close the door then, but this girl easily caught the door, gently easing it back open. You tried to force it closed but she overpowered you with ease, stepping into the house.
"Now now, that wasn't very nice," she said in mock consternation, wagging her finger as she leaned over you. You gulped as her shadow engulfed you, her breasts hanging in her loose top, threatening to spill out as you realized she was not wearing a bra. If she didn't think you were a baby this might have been a hot situation for you, but instead she was somewhat intimidating.
"My name is Amanda. You must be the little guy I'm supposed to take care of the next few days."
"No, I'm not. My name is James, and I am a grown man."
"Sure you are."
With those words, Amanda reached down for you. You turned to run off but she was too quick, scooping you up and stuffing you against her chest with a tight squeeze.
"Gotcha!" She said, seeming to find your struggles and protests a fun little game.
You strained and pushed in her grasp, but only managed to grab her breasts as she shoved you harder into her chest. Keeping you planted in her breasts, Amanda began to walk around the house.
"Now where are your parents, lil James? Did they leave already?"
You screamed, but they were muffled against her chest, and Amanda seemed to take them as confirmation.
"Well, that's fine. I'm just glad they hired me for the job. You know this is my first babysitting gig?"
Amanda pulled you from her breasts as she said that, holding you out and beaming at you.
"And you're such an adorable little you to take care of."
"For the last time, woman, I am not a baby!!!"
With those words you resumed your struggles, but got nowhere in Amanda's grasp. She pursed her lips with concern as she looked at you.
"Aw baby, why are you fussy?"
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