Krystal on the street

Krystal went out her door, making sure to lock it. Then she started jogging out of her apartment. Not wanting all her neighbors to see her in this outfit, Krystal darted around the complex to a side street, then cut down another block away from her apartment.

Krystal was a born athlete, and it felt good to run. It had been to long: hence her unfortunately inflated backside. Still, she felt good. In eight minutes she'd gone almost a mile. Sweat was beginning to beat on her body, and her face was slightly red. Cars passed and pedestrians saw her run by. Krystal noticed people looking at her, but tried to ignore it. Probably just her imagination, she thought. In reality, heads were turning to admire this beautiful woman, and no one could avoid staring at her surprisingly huge backside off her small frame.

Another ten minutes past, another mile went by. Unfortunately, Krystal wasn't paying good attention to where she was going, and rapidly becoming lost in the city...

...Which was when disaster struck.