Dress Caught in the Garbage Disposal!

Chelsea squealed in a panic. As I rushed over, the relentless garbage disposal consumed her dress. I watched in shock as the dress was pulled inch by inch up Chelsea's body, exposing more and more of her pale, squirming legs.

"Oh my god oh my god!!" Chelsea screamed, in full hysterics.

Who could blame her? The garbage disposal was pulling her down towards the sink like a relentless monster. Her dress hiked up and up. By the time I reached her, her panties had come into view, peaking under the raising fabric, white, full cut cotton above her rather thick thighs.

I grabbed at the dress, trying to pull it from the disposal. I yanked back, bracing my foot on the sink and pulling hard. This proved to bad idea as the thin, light fabric shredded in my hand. I stumbled back as Chelsea remained caught, but now her bra and panties were visible, her dress hiked up around her shoulders, her arms and head pinned in the dress.

"Woah." Johnny said, staring at Chelsea's squirming, underwear clad body in amazement...