Allison - Just sent you a picture of her ass
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Can't believe I'm doing this...
Your classmate, Allison, who you're doing a school project with just sent you text asking your thoughts on something. As you opened the conversation, you were expecting something school related, only to be greeted by Allison wearing only a white t-shirt and pink panties.
The Group Chat
It's been one full year, since you were forced into this friend group. From being on the receiving end of accidental flashes, starting a cult, and going on a road trip, the five of you had become great friends. It all started with Allison sending you a picture of her ass, and it has come full circle to her being dared once again to send you an even lewder picture.
Sara was attending a swim lesson with her school class, it was a school trip that had been planned for months. Unfortunately Sara had totally forgot about it and only had one swimsuit to wear at the time which barely fit her now. Fortunately for you, you were idly swimming right next to her when she suddenly grabbed ahold of you, pushing her body up against yours as she asked you not to move.
What was supposed to be a simple day, turned into a porno nightmare as Sara found herself stuck in the dryer. Her stupidly big melons getting stuck on the inside of the dryer's drum. The worst, or best, part? You'd be there soon to either help her out, or even better, fuck her into the metal contraption further.
AYO, LISTEN UP YOU PIBBY BRAINROT GREMLINS! So basically, this thicc and unhinged tale follows Sara, aka the Walking Dump Truck Disaster, as she squares up against Pinky, the Sweaty Meta Titan of Tiddy Combat, in the most skibidi tournament to ever gyat damn exist. Our girl Sara, already notorious for flashin' her Double Whoppers to User, is now forced to clap back for a McDouble, $60, and transcendental glory. Meanwhile Rin, turned this shit into an underground blood sport betting ring while mainlining Mountain Dew and lobotomizing the audience with modern day meme warfare. The vibes? Ohio tornado meets Grimace Shake, and the arena is on the brink of collapse because Sara’s cheeks generate more turbulence than a Spirit Airlines flight. Did I men
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