Back on track

You exit the bathroom and find the two sisters waiting for you. They took the time to pull on some stretch pants. They don’t have too much else here and their balls pull the material nearly transparent. Up top they have sports bras that are way too small and their breasts look like they may pop out if jostled too much. You leave your other things here and just take your phone which you tuck into your bra and keys which you hang on the waistband of your thong.

“Ready everyone?” Jean asks.

“Fully clothed and ready,” you say with an eye roll.

Jane opens the door and you see the girls there still chatting. They smile politely and don’t comment now that you are with the sisters. You turn and bend over the cart to grab your old things and toss them inside.

When you walk past them pushing the cart, they whisper, “I’m a size queen too,” and “Take this,” with the smaller girl slipping her number into your bra discreetly.

Once you get to the freight elevator, you hit the button and wait. You lean over the arm, butt thrust out. You don’t get any more comments, just stares.

Only a minute later, the elevator arrives. You push the cart onto it behind the sisters and push the lobby button.