Bueller?

'School', he murmured. 'No, I'm just not wanting to suck it up again. It's a crappy system and the thought of another useless waste of fluff learning how to be stupid isn't in me anymore.' Defiant, Alex left the library and began walking downtown. The small town didn't have a lot of options, though. The VR arcade was gratifying, with its endless simulations but he wanted something real. Something more interesting.

A delivery drone waddled overhead, bright yellow and black bands encircled its twin fat fuselages bore the insignia of 'Pectus Partum'. Touching his smartphone, Alex tagged the drone and saw it was returning to a distribution warehouse for another load. Pressing the App's RUSH icon, he rented the drone using some of his Xbox credits and had it land near his feet. Stepping gingerly into one of the two cargo holds, he settled in and set the destination for Chicago's Wrigley Field. The drone took flight and transitioned from rotacopter to ramjet for increased speed. Metallic hydrogen sublimated from the carriage to fuel the engine. Mach 1, Mach 2, Mach 3 and it reached cruising speed.

Forty-five minutes later, the drone touched down from its journey from Alex's hometown of Arcata. The Cubs were playing the Twins. Since the Blessing, Minnesota has won every World Series and today's score doesn't look like they will disappoint this year.

The Twins... well, being the only female team in the league... definitely worth watching Alex thought. The rooftop deck wasn't easy to get into, but Alex had an ace. Boldly, he walked up and showed his I.D. of Abe Froeman. They ushered him into their skybox suite. After the game, one of the players was brought up. She had dressed more casually to greet the fans, and was thrilled to meet Abe Froeman, sausage king of Chicago. As Alex sat on a high bar stool facing a solitary small round table in the corner of the lavish box suite. the first basewoman lingered her hand on his thigh, whispering want to get to second base?"

Alex smiled, glad to be away from his troubles. The Twins' Catcher, Ms. Roberts lifted Alex's hands and placed them both on her prodigious bust. Not content with just a casual copping, she kept her hands of his and pressed. She pressed his hands deep into her massive breasts, bulging their meaty globes out and in, slipping under her blouse and exposing their soft flesh. Sliding down their slopes, Alex came to her nipples and she squeezed. She squeezed those hands right on her pointy nipples and released. Squeezed and released, she began panting hoarsely, "Do it", she implored, "Both of them... HARD!"

Alex looked in her eyes and saw how serious she was, she was expecting some firm action on her huge tits. He began to squeeze on his own her nipples perched on those massive globes. Harder, he pinched between his thumbs and fingers and her panting increased. Releasing his hands, she reached up and grabbed Alex around the back of his head, drawing his head down and toward her. She pulled his face right into her giant breasts. Moving his head in and out of her cleavage, across her breasts and slapping them with his face. She began grunting a bit in the excitement and aimed his mouth right at her left tit nipple. SMACK! Right there, her nipple was **** into his mouth. She moved her hand from behind his head and gently lifted his jaw, feeding him her rosy nipple farther into his mouth. "SUCK", she exclaimed louder than the Skybox could muffle. A few stragglers turned their head and saw Alex sucking on Ms. Robert's huge left tit.

Reaching down, she aggressively grabbed his belt and deftly pulled it apart, Quickly, his pants button was popped, flying into a beer cup on another table. The onlookers turned more squarely to watch the famous player **** the young man. His pants were yank ed down as his head was pushed over to her right tit. As before, she guided his mouth right on her rosy nipple and fed him a giant titty. Pushing his head into the right tit, he began sucking again to her panting delight. Her hand reached his cock and began to rub it, before spitting on it with great gobs. Stroking it now, she said "Are you a Twins fan now? Do you like second base? Steal it, steal second with your cock Abe Froeman!" Then she guided his cock to the underside of her enormous boobs and lifting his head from her right tit. Rubbing the cock-head on her underboob, she said "Steal it, steal that titty".

Alex pitched up, guiding his cock up under her right tit and clamped her tit down over it. Squirming, he began to fuck her underboob. Grabbing her shoulder and her boob he jabbed his cock under her soft bulging melon. Jerking her torso forward and back, he thrust harder and then turned to face her. "I am the sausage king" he smirked, then slipped his cock between her massive tits and immediately began spurting right on her cleavage. Pumping her tits around his cock he kept spurting. Right there, right between her fucking tits. Spent, he took one of her baseball cards as a souvenir and staggered down to Clark Street.