Lauren - Garden Party

The premise of this one is simple: Lauren wanted to attend one of those classy garden parties, but didn’t get the memo on proper attire--or how narrow the entrance was!

“Oh my…” gasp one of the party attendants, a prim and proper woman carrying a glass of wine, her wine spilling as the ground shook around her.

A massive Lauren was lumbering over, still tugging at the top of her poor dress, trying to at least get it to cover her bra.

‘Jeez, why did Tara get me such a small dress for this garden party? I mean it’s really cute and all, but she’s gotta know I’m way past a 10XL now…’ thought Lauren with a grunt as she felt everything shake around her, and she looked down at her overflowing cleavage. She could very much see her own bra out in the open, with her areolas visible too. Her dress didn’t cover much, the pretty floral straps hanging off the sides uselessly, no way they were getting over her giant tits.

The back and bottom of the dress was even worse. The back was totally unzipped, tearing, and the hem of the dress itself rode up and tore against Lauren’s colossal ass. It was less of a dress and more of a tank top now, really, as Lauren’s titanic booty was pretty much fully exposed, and so were her panties. But the airheaded teenager insisted on wearing the cute dress to the party, dress code be damned.

‘I don’t think it looks THAT bad’ she reasoned to herself, just as--

*CRAAAAAAAAACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!*

She had bulldozed her way through the entrance, but had stopped. Her massive hips were wedged tightly in the front fence, which she had partially demolished.

The woman with the wine standing next to her gawked at all that exposed fat ass, and Lauren looked over at her with a bite of her lip.

“Big booty problems, am I right?” she giggled, as she proceeded to shimmy and shake her mammoth hips, her giant ass and thighs quaking obscenely for all party-goers to see.