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"Sure, that would be great. Thanks!" Sally agreed, not thinking twice about the offer. She was always one to be helpful, and she was glad that the goblin boy had finally stopped giving her the creeps.

"No problem," Gobbler replied, grabbing the shopping bags from her hands. "Lead the way, Sally."

As they made their way back, the goblin was in awe at the size of her buttocks and how the fabric of her overalls stretched tightly across them. He had to stop himself from drooling and try to think of the plan he was going to put into motion.

When they were almost at her house, the goblin boy was quick to make his move. "So, Sally, I was trying not to ask, but where did you fall down?" he asked, trying to sound concerned.

"Huh? I don't know what you're talking about," Sally replied, not understanding what the goblin was asking.

"You know, the dirt is on your chest. It looks like you have a stain or something," the goblin boy lied, pointing at her cleavage. "I thought that maybe it was from carrying the shopping bags, or you fell down or something."

"What? But there's nothing there!" Sally exclaimed, looking down and trying to see what he was talking about.

"Just look down," the goblin boy urged, hoping that she would take the bait. "You'll see."

Sally was confused, but she didn't want to ignore the boy's concern. So, she started looking more carefully, moving her overalls, and trying to see what the young goblin was talking about.

His eyes were fixed on her chest, and as she adjusted her clothes, her breasts were jiggling in front of him. It was a beautiful show, and he couldn't help but stare.

"I don't see anything," Sally replied, still looking. "Well, wherever, I can take a shower and wash it off when I get home," she added, stopping her search.

"Yeah, that's a good idea," the goblin boy said, disappointed that the show ended too soon. His mind was racing as he reached her house's porch. "But I bet your dad would think that you're silly for walking around with this big ol' stain on your chest."

Sally stopped in her tracks and said, "Oh no, my dad's already naggy as it is; if he saw me like this, he would definitely make a big deal out of it. Do you really think it's that noticeable?"

"It's not too bad, but it's pretty obvious," the goblin boy explained, trying to keep his composure.

"Ugh, I can't let him see me like this. Maybe if I put the bags in front of me, he won't notice," Sally replied, her mind racing.

"Well, that could work," the goblin boy said, his excitement building. "But I think you're overthinking this," he added, putting the bags on the ground.

"Here. I'll help you," Gobbler offered, grabbing a napkin from his pocket.

"Thanks," Sally replied, relieved that he had a solution to her problem. She extended her hand, expecting him to give her the napkin.

"I got it," the goblin boy told her. "Just lift up your arms, and I'll take care of it," he added with his voice trembling slightly, "and take your overalls out of the way."