"Oh Kimmy, I think I found something that belongs to... have mercy!" muttered a stunned Jesse as he was unable to finish his sentence when confronting and seeing his arch nemesis and former bothersome neighbor Kimmy Gibbler wearing a full 1980's workout getup of blue leggings, white scrunchy socks, a worn-out pair of Reebok's and a neon orange crop top that hung loosely over her giant bra-less breasts. Her thick nipples made indentations against the flimsy material.
"So you're the culprit who had my brassiere. It's really hard to do any sort jumping exercise when your big boobs are trying to hit you in the face," naively responded Kimmy as if she had no clue that she purposely left her 34F bra on Jesse's chest. "As you can see, it would be a terrible idea for me to walk around topless. My hooters aren't as perky as they used to be but I can tell that excites you. I've heard stories about your big hunk of love. This is my first time actually seeing it, wowzers!"
Jesse was puzzled for a bit as to what Kimmy was referring to until he looked down at his Elvis Presley pajama bottoms and saw a massive boner had spouted.
"Either you're hiding some beef jerky in your pjs or you have a really big dick," Kimmy spoke out bluntly.
"Okay Gibbler, I'll admit. I'm very fond of large breasted women and never in a million years under any circumstances would I ever find you even remotely attractive if you didn't have those enormous ting tang walla walla bing bangs," confessed Jesse.
"Hmm and I bet you'll love to just do more then ogle my enormous, large, fat, gigantic, super soft, ultra floppy huge tatas," Kimmy teased in a silly sultry voice as she shook her massive knockers at Jesse.
"Have mercy..." he softly whimpered.
"So little tiny shrimp tit Becky isn't doing it for you so now you want these very big, very soft, and very fat fun bags to quench your thirst," Kimmy further teased while she lifted up her oversized milk bags and bouncing them in her hands. "I'll let you have them if you do something for me first."
"Anything," Jesse agreed in a zombified tone, still enthralled by Kimmy bouncing and jiggling her very large breasts in her hands.
"Okay Jesso. If you want these huge juicy fat titties, all you have to do is make love my feet."
With her request made known, Kimmy kicked off her workout shoes and leaped onto her bed with her huge heavy tits bouncing around on her chest and her smelly sock-covered 7 ½ feet pointed towards Jesse. An instant whiff of her stank feet caused Jesse to remember all those times Kimmy took off her shoes and the foul stench of her feet would funk up the house for days. He took a large swallow but knew if he wanted to get her enormous boobs, he had to start with her feet first.
"Fernando and Ramona won't be back until tomorrow night and I know Becky left for her special news assignment this morning and won't be back until tonight. We have several hours to kill and my feet are aching and smell pretty bad after my workout. And once you're done with my feet, perhaps you can treat my hairy vagina to some lip action."
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DJ Tanner walked into her bathroom that was connected to her bedroom to find Jimmy Gibbler naked except with a towel wrapped around the top of his head looking in the mirror.
"OH MYLANTA!" DJ yelled out in utter shock.
"Oh, hey DJ," Jimmy replied as if this was a regular thing. As he turned around to greet her, his large flaccid cock and heavy round scrotum swung and slapped against his inner thighs.
"Jimmy... Why are you in my bathroom and why are you naked except with a towel on your head?" DJ asked while her light-blue eyes darted back and forth from his handsome face to his loosely swinging gentiles.
"The hot water in the basement isn't working and the towel is for drying my hair, duh," Jimmy replied in a moronic manner.
