"Know what size you need?" The clerk's voice startled Jake. Damn, he thought. He had really wanted to do this errand in peace. "Umm, yeah, I think so. I'm sure these are right down here." He dropped to a squat at the lowest shelf. His muscled legs flexed and his overfed belly bulged to maximum size. The quick movement pushed a grunt from the jock's lips. With a sudden pow, the top button shot off his jeans. Jake was afraid to move. Another strain might bust a seam or send yet another button sailing. He nervously cleared his throat, but had no idea what to say.
"Looks like you got here just in time," the salesman said.
Samster
2023-02-19 10:33:30 +0000 UTC