Don't Laugh Two

Don’t Laugh Two.

              Nora grunted as she lifted the heavy shipping container.  “Why the fucking hell do we have to do this all by hand?”

              Gretchen snorted.  “Well, someone decided to go out last night drinking.  Someone decided to wreck the forklift.  So, we have to do without the equipment.”  She narrowed her blue eyes.  “Are you happy?”

              “That could be anyone.”  They grunted as they placed the heavy, fragile box on top of the stack.  “Why are you trying to blame me for it?”

              “Because I had the fucking night shift.  Did you think that voice in your head telling you to fucking stop last night was just that?  A voice!  Or do you find it funny it’s just us working today?  We are being punished, Nora!”

              “I doubt that highly.  I am sure the others just are taking a break.  Vacations are a good thing, you know.”

              “All forty of our co-workers?”

              Nora shrugged her shoulders.  “What?  It isn’t my fault we didn’t miss the memo on taking a break.”

              Gretchen dragged her hand across her face.  “I am starting to see why you were dumb enough to get drunk and break that forklift.”

              Nora rolled her eyes.  “I told you it wasn’t me.”  She walked across the room.  “Now, will you stop yapping?  We are burning daylight.  Look at just how many more of these damn boxes we have to get out of the van.”

              Gretchen walked over. “Hmm, it looks like that one is broken. Look there.”  She pointed at the top right corner. “Hold on. I am going to get my cell phone. I need to report this.”

              “I am sure it’s nothing.  Hey.”  Nora crossed her arms.  “What in the world?  It’s just a little scratch.”  She turned around.  “I doubt anyone is going to notice.  I am sure the contents inside are just fine.”  She bent over and picked at the hole with her finger.  “God, not only is she a nosy bitch, but now she is getting in the way of doing our jobs by being overly cautious.  Gauhhh.”  A strange white powder flew out of the box, carried by a sudden gust of wind, hitting Nora in the face.  “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”  She waved her hands about as the powder flew up her nostrils.

              “Hey, get out of the way.  I need to document that broken container.”  Nora stumbled to the side, coughing and moaning.  “What the hell is wrong with you?”  Gretchen started taking pictures.  “Act professionally for once in your life.”

              Nora took a deep breath, sweat dripping down her neck as she stood up.  “I. . . am professional.”  She giggled.  “Very professional.”  She held her hand over her mouth.

              “What is so funny?”

              “Nothing.”  Nora burst out laughing.  “It’s just the fact that you. . . no, I shouldn’t.”

              Gretchen turned around.  “What are you. . . ahhhhhh!”  Nora suddenly jumped forward and squeezed Grechen’s breasts as if they were squeaky balls.  “What the fuck?”

              “Honk!”  She giggled.  “Hahahhh!”  Nora moaned.  “Ohhh fuckkkkk.”  She leaned forward.  “My own boobies feel. . . weird.”  She licked her lips.  “Ohh fucking. . . yesss.”

              “You. . . what did you do?  Huh?”  Gretchen gasped as she watched Nora’s voluptuous boobs suddenly grow a cup size, jiggling about inside her work uniform before snapping a button off her shirt.  “What is happening to you?”

              Nora stood up, her big, sensitive boobs shaking about.  She raised a hand to the side and giggled.  “Me?  Little ole me?  Why I am just feeling so. . . oh hold on.”  She put her hand in her mouth and blew.  Her hands inflated, and giant red and white gloves grew around her hands.  After a few moments, Nora took her mouth away, and her hands magically returned to normal, but the strange multi-colored gloves remained.  “Ahh, that is better.”  She giggled.  “I look good, don’t I?”

              “What do you mean?  What is happening to you?”

              Nora moaned, her nipples hardening and pressing against her uniform.  “Ohh fuck.”  Her tongue stuck out of her mouth as her legs thickened.  “I. . . am just getting a little.”  She danced forward and squeezed Grechen’s slender legs.  “Just a tad horny.”  She pressed her sumptuous boobs against Gretchen, her babies honking.  “Oh my.”  Nora kissed her co-worker, her tender breasts swelling even bigger.

              Gretchen giggled as she was pulled closer to Nora.  “You sure are. . .”  Gretchen blushed.  “Oh my.”  Her hand pressed tightly against Nora’s ballooning ass.  “I didn’t know butts could do that.  It’s so. . . squishy.”

              “You like it?”  Nora licked Grechen’s neck as her thick, thunderous thighs pressed against Grechen’s body.  Nora’s shoes became long and rubbery as the rest of her clothing ripped apart.  “I just. . . I just love the way your body feels.”  She slowly removed Grechen’s shirt.  “I don’t think you need such silly things like a shirt.”  Her tongue shot out again as she panted, her shirt bursting open in a shower of buttons, her voluptuous breasts bouncing up and down.  “Ohhh, yes.”  She squeezed her sensitive boobs against Grechen, her raw nipples rubbing up and down against Grechen’s skin.

              “Ohhh fuckkkkkk.  I. . .”

              Gretchen moaned, no longer wanting to pull away.  “Oh fuck.”  She found herself licking Nora’s neck.  “You taste soo good.  “I. . . fuck.”

              Nora giggled as a big red nose appeared on her face.  “Aww, you like me.”

              “I do.”  She kissed Nora on the cheek.  “I really, really whohhh!”

              Nora suddenly pushed Gretchen onto her back.  “Well, let’s play.”  Nora jumped onto Gretchen, her radiant boobs honking as she landed on her co-worker.  Nora ripped Grechen’s pants off, leaving them both naked.

              “Ohhh fuck!”  As they kissed, Grechen’s body began to throb.  “I. . . am getting so very fucking hot.  Why fuck.  What. . . happening?”  She began to giggle.  “Ohh fuck.  Ohhh.”

              Nora licked her neck before squeezing her boobs.  “Who is such a dirty clown?”

              Gretchen giggled.  “You’re the only clown I see.”  She giggled as her sumptuous boobs swelled, her nipples becoming hard and erect.  “Opps.  I think my boobs grew a little.  My bad.”

              Nora squeezed Grechen’s hard, raw nipples, causing them to squeak.  “I don’t think I am the clown.  You are the clown.”  Gretchen squirmed, her tender ass swelling bigger and bigger as the two girls wrestled.  “Ohh, you are such a dirty girl.”

              “Ohh god.  Oh fuck. I. . . can’t. . . stop.  Soo fucking.  Sooooo fuckkiinnnng.” Her body thrust upward, smacking Nora in the chest, their sumptuous breasts colliding and honking.

              “Fucking. . .”  Nora moaned and pushed Grechen down.  “You fucking. . .”  She gritted her teeth.  “I. . . ohhhh.”  One hand squeezed Grechen’s tight ass, her fingers rubbing it as it slowly swelled, and the other slowly caressed her breasts, her fingers rubbing Grechen’s hard erect nipples.  “Don’t do that again.”

              “What?  Did I do something wrong?”

              Nora took deep breaths, her sweat dripping down onto Gretchen’s’ body as her hands pressed down against Grechen’s swelling, pulsing boobs.  Grechen’s hands inflated into giant clown hands as her feet became long, red, and rubbery.  “You just have to listen to what I say.  You are nothing but a dirty. . . dirty.”  Honk.

              Gretchen giggled as she reached up and pulled at Nora’s nose.  “Enough talking.”  She twisted Nora’s erect nipples, causing them to squeak.  “Playtime.”  Her nose turned big, round, and blue.  She twisted Nora onto her back, her voluptuous ass squeaking.  “I am going to make you scream.”

              “Ohh fuckkkk.”  Nora panted as the other woman pressed her sweaty body against her own.  “I. . . I. . .”

              “What the hell is going on here?”  The two girls turned to see their boss standing beside the truck.  “I came to see how you were doing and if you needed any help and now. . . why are you two in nothing but some weird clown outfits?”

              Gretchen pushed herself up, swaying her tender ass back and forth.  “Ohh, look.  We have a visitor.”

              Nora nodded her head.  “Yes.  We should put on a show for her.”  She giggled.  “She should lean to laugh.”

              “What are you two talking about.”  Their boss took a step back as the two clown girls made their way to their feet, their jiggling sumptuous boobs shining in the light.  “I am going to report you both for this.  You hear me!”  But before the lady could get more than a few feet, Nora and Gretchen were on her, each girl grabbing an arm.

              “Report us?”

              “We just want to make you smile.”  Gretchen kissed her boss.

              “Stop this at once.  I. . .”  She began to giggle.  “I will. . . hahahh.”  Her hand rubbed her chest.  “I. . . you both are. . . fired.”  She moaned.  “I. . . feel. . . hot.”

              Nora and Gretchen looked at each other before bursting out laughing. “She is hot,” she said.

              “Well, get some water and put her out.”  Nora ripped open their boss’s shirt while Gretchen grabbed a bucket of water and threw it at their boss, causing her nipples to become stiff and raw.  “That did it.”

              “I. . . fuckkkk.”  Her tender, sensitive boobs began to swell.  “What did you.  . .”  She laughed.  “Do to me?”

              Nora put her hands on her knees and leaned forward.  “We are just helping you not be so stiff.  Have some fun.  Loosen up.  What is the worst that can happen.”

              Gretchen giggled.  “Yeah.  What could be so bad if everyone put a smile on their face and laughed a little.”