Summer Story 2: Bottom Heavy Mime

The sight in front of Claire was quite possibly the strangest ever.

She had come to the town's summer festival for fun (and maybe some prizes from the games). The booths were the usual things you'd find, but near the entrance to the boardwalk was a mime. And boy was it a weird mime.

The mime was a woman with a black bob cut, chalk white make-up with black lipstick, a black and white striped bikini, and even a beret. She had been doing the usual mime tricks while sitting on what Claire initially thought was a pair of beanbag chairs. But as she got closer, she realized they weren't beanbag chairs.

They were the mime's ass cheeks.

Each cheek was enormous, possibly bigger then any beachball Claire had seen. The mime's hips flared out much wider then her shoulders, and her thighs were thicker then her torso. How this woman had managed to get her bikini bottom on, or even how it was staying on, was a mystery.

The mime had noticed Claire staring, and invited her over to watch. Claire observed as the mime seemed to act out numerous things, like typing on an invisible computer, playing with an invisible controller, or reading an invisible book. But the whole time, Claire couldn't take her eyes off the mime's massive lower half.

Eventually, the mime finished her last act, and did an awkward sitting bow. Claire decided to be nice and clapped, handing over a twenty for the performance.

The mime smiled, and started to stand up. Or rather, tried to stand up. She put in a lot of effort, rocked back and forth, but her ass remain firmly planted on the ground. Claire realized that the mime's ass was way too heavy to move, making her wonder how the mime got here in the first place.

The mime looked at Claire with pleading eyes and motioned to her backside. Claire immediately got the idea, and walked around behind the mime. Squatting, she grabbed as much ass as she could, and pulled up as the mime stood. The mime's ass had to weigh a hundred pounds... per cheek.

The mime clapped happily as she motioned for Claire to follow her. Claire realized that she would have to carry the mime's ass for a while. This was going to be a weird festival.