No yet!

Sally turns frightened, her heart was beating like crazy almost making those breasts of her quiver. Her eyes spot a young boy who was running around a large man, probably his father. They shared the same appearance with dark hair and tan skin, the boy would run circles as the man would laugh and try and catch him. Sally felt a wave of relief washing over her as her glorious plump and well nourished body was still seemingly out in the open for all the enjoy. She takes a couple more steps, it's only then that she noticed a small group of ruffians walking down the street. They were being quite obnoxious and loud, the group consisted of around 4 with the one in the middle looking rather punkish. Sally squeezes her arm closer to her chest in fear, her breasts deforming with the pressure as she finds all the strength she could muster and take foe the alleyway. Her bare feet stomping on the warm cobble ground, her breasts also jiggle and bounce rhythmically with every step she took.

Troubled thoughts flood her mind, the fear of getting caught outside by a savage looking group or to ruin a happy son and father moment. How would her father react to seeing Sally, or how would the child act? For some reason she felt a tingle of excitement while thinking about it before rushing into the alleyway. She made it, safe and sound but it wasn't over yet. Her plump white chest was heaving after such a run, her bountiful breasts sway slightly as she turns to check th corners. It seems she's safe, this alleyway seems to connect to the village center, still it smells and the cool dark shade the alley provides was a blessing in disguise.

Her body relaxed as she dropped her arms beside her hips, she didn't run far but thanks to the weather. Droplets run down her curvy white body, making her skin glistening and more of an eye candy. With a deep sigh she looks back then looks across, a few places she can go from here. The alleyway splits into 2 pathways, one leads closer towards the slums area where her home was closer towards. It's risky but if she can get home sooner, the risk might be worth to take.

The other path leads towards the city square then further out towards the edges of town. It's safer but walking out like this for as long as it takes, who knows what she'll encounter along the way. A drop of sweat runs down between her delicious white cleavage, she had nothing to wipe it down as the running sweat gives her body a slight shiver. She takes a few steps and her fat cheeks wobble behind her, just flat slabs of meat stuck on top of her juicy supple thighs. Her body really was just an open treat for anyone to come across..

The question remains, does she take the left path towards the slums or the right leading to the town square?