Winnie slowly began to step towards you with a grin full of sharp teeth. You kept looking at her and behind you as you said, “Well, Miss Weasel, I-”
“Winnie. Call me Winnie. That way, you know what to yell when we make love,” Winnie quickly said with a lusty giggle.
“W-Well, Winnie, I was going to come back when I got you a few gifts,” You said, now quickly looking for a weapon to defend yourself with or a trashcan lid for a shield.
“Really? It’s been so long since I had a gentleman caller give me gifts! ..Or even a gentleman caller…” Winnie cooed as hearts appeared in eyes. She blinked and shook her head free of that train of thought. “Wait a minute, Weren’t you going to see that harlot, Jessica?”
“Why see her when there’s a blonde busty beauty in front of me?” You asked back, recalling toons really liked alliteration.
“Oh you fabulous flirt!” Winnie said, dropping her oversized butterfly net.
Thing was, she wasn’t the only one who said that.
Boom-Boom Beagle had somehow escaped her sisters and the police duo. She ran past Winnie, causing her to spin in place. The busty Blonde Beagle Babe held you in a hug, making her huge hooters not only squish against your chest, but slightly wrap around your arms and almost covered your mouth. You opened your mouth to speak, but she quickly kissed you, slipping her tongue in your mouth.
She was tall enough and strong enough to pick you up, letting you harmlessly kick your feet in the air.
When Winnie stopped spinning, she held her head until her eyeballs stopped spinning in place. She glared at the back of the Beagle Babe’s head and angrily growled. After stomping her way over, Winnie snarled, “Hey. Hey! Hey!! Let go of my man, you bimbo-brained bottled blonde bitch!”
Boom-Boom stopped the kiss and shoved your face down into her bosom. She turned around and said, “I saws him first, so he’s mine! So shoo!”
Winnie loudly growled as she stomped her foot. “I saw him back in my beauty shop not too long ago! If I did not have to take out some garbage, we’d be prepping for our marriage!”
Now was Boom-Boom’s intelligence's time to shine. “Beauty shop? Marriage? Oh, I need them both!”
You and Winnie stared at the smiling Boom-Boom Beagle in disbelief. Winnie sighed as she facepalmed. When Winnie looked Boom-Boom in the eyes, the weasel woman took a few more steps forward until her boobs were pressed against The Beagle Babe’s.
You weren’t sure if you were lucky for being between two beautiful women’s bosoms, or unlucky because you were drowning in boobs and was starting to pass out.
Then you heard a whisper from your dick, “Hey! Pull down your underwear and free me! I’ll take care of them! I promise!”
Comments