Tail Victoria

Walking walking away from the rally, Sophie and I are strolling across the grass. Next thing I know I feel her pulling on my hand and leading me towards the city hall building.

"Where are we going?" I asked as my stomach rumbles in protest. All of this exposing has left me pretty famished.

Sophie must have heard my belly because she looked at it and then up at me curiously. "I know you are hungry but just give me a minute, okay? I need to pee really bad."

Rolling my eyes, I nod my head and follow her through a side entrance. The city hall building was built a long time ago so a lot of the interior and decor was from a Time long ago. The floors are new however but a lot of the paneling and trim work around the ceilings, floors and doorways parking back to a time when classic styling and architecture was vogue. Seeing a sign jutting out from above a door that says ladies, we walk up to it. Seeing her just standing there though, I feel myself getting a little annoyed. "I thought you said you had to pee?" I ask trying my best to mask it.

"I want the stopwatch." Sophie says to me holding out her hand.

"Why?" I asked as my hand drift towards my pocket but does not reach inside.

"Just because, okay?" She says thrusting her open palm at me with a look of determination in her eye.

Digging into my pocket, I reluctantly hand it to her adding and I roll as I do. Feeling her take it from my hand...

Sophie's POV:

The moment I felt the old time silver watch hit my palm I immediately thumb the plunger and stop time. Seeing Wesley frozen with his hand out and his eyes mid-roll, I cannot help but laugh. He looks so cute making that annoyed face. Knowing that my little bathroom break is interrupting his meal time, I decide to give him a little something to think about. Opening up his pants I pull out his cock and put it in my mouth. Even though he is soft it's still pretty big considering. Giving him a great blow job I tuck his penis away and then refasten his pants. Stepping back to where I was I re hit the plunger.

"Whoa!" He exclaims when out of the blue the front of his pants suddenly make a very nice looking tent and then darken as his seed explodes and spreads. Looking down at himself and then me he gives me a playful stink eye before walking away and going into the men's room. Alone in the hall I hit the plunger again. With no one around it doesn't feel like I have done anything at all. Pushing open the bathroom door I step in and then realize that I should probably close it even though it doesn't really matter. Turning around I push it closed and then look under the stalls. I see only one pair of feet and they belong to Victoria. Walking up to her stall with the old fashioned wooden door, I give it a push and nod my head. It is locked, what else could I expect? Walking into the stall next to hers, I slip inside and gently shut the door. Stepping up onto the toilet I peer over the partition and look down.

Victoria is in the middle of freshening up her silicone stuffed undies. Standing in the stall in just her underwear, her dress is hanging from a hook on the door. With her panties wrapped around her thighs, she has her legs spread and is in the middle of pulling her wet pad out from the gusset. From her awkward stance, it is not something that she enjoys doing for she is bent at the knees and her face is a mixture of disgust and annoyance. Also her back is arched making those giant, stick on tits point up into the air, her soggy pot belly hang out and her nasty, narrow, saggy and hairy ass stick out. Looking past her hairy vagina and three inches of dangling clitoris I see that the offending poop is floating in the toilet.

Restarting time I watch from above as Victoria pulls the pad out and rolls it up. Wrapping it in toilet paper she then pulls up her panties and waits. Impatiently I might add. Doing small circles in the stall she stomps her bare foot a couple of times and then fiddles with her bra.

"God... What is taking her so long? I know she is old and fat, but can she be stupid to?" She complains, stomping her foot again.

Then her useless complaining is rewarded when the bathroom door start opens. Pausing time I duck, then restart time.

"Victoria? Are you in here? I found one of your shoes on the stage and your brother handed me your other one. Are you okay? I also brought your purse." Janice says upon entering the restroom.

"Yes I'm fine, okay? Those shoes are useless! The strap broke on the right heel and I nearly fell on my face! When I went to sit down I realized I needed to go to the bathroom so I snuck off and went poop. Is that enough information for you?" Victoria says snarkily, sounding like a spoiled teenage girl.

"I don't really need to hear about your bowel movements anymore hunny, it has been a very long time since your accident remember?" Janice says sounding like a mother hen as the clicking of her heels draws closer. Listening to her sound almost apologetic, I cannot help but roll my eyes. "Also your shoes look fine. There is nothing broken on the right one at all. I think maybe it just came loose."

"That's impossible! But whatever, just slide them and my purse under the door." Victoria orders, and from my vantage point Crouch down on the toilet, I see a pair of red, four inch pumps and a big black leather bag slide under the door. "Now get out!"

"Okay dear..." Janice says, her feet shuffling as she turns around. "Please hurry because your father wants you out there and support."

Listening to her walk away I peer up over the door just as she is grabbing the door handle. Hitting the stopwatch I jump down from the toilet and then exit my stall. Walking up to Janice, I have no qualms with what I'm about to do. Grabbing her wig I push it down over her eyes and then I pull down her pants and panties, wrapping the big underwear around the top of her thighs. Like her daughter she is very unkept but not nearly as bad. It is gross either way. Pulling her pants back up I leave them open. Walking back across the bathroom I then slide under Victoria's door. Crawling in I unlock it so I can have easier access then return to my stall, restart time and wait.

A second later I watch as Janice pulls open the door and slams her head with it! Stumbling back her pants fall along with her granny panties making her stumble and fall on her fat ass! The bitch deserves it because she is such a wimp when it comes to her daughter and it is disgusting.

"Oww!" The older woman yelps. Pushing her errant hair piece back, she starts rubbing her forehead furiously.

"What the fuck are you doing out there?" Vicki asks with her usual bitchy voice. Glancing into her stall, she is busy wiping her hairy vagina and ass crack with a wet wipe. Every time she swipes, her girl meat quivers until it is hard. "Oh my fucking god..." She mutters biting down on her bottom lip.

Staring at her little pencil sticking out from her overgrown hairy muff, I almost want to gag. I know it is a clitoris, but it still looks really weird. Looking back to her mother, Janice is on her feet and pulling up her pants and panties.

"Nothing! I am fine. Just please hurry. The public wants to see you before the rally is over, okay?" Janice says walking over to the sinks. Looking at her reflection she adjusts her wig.

"C... Can you... You leave?" Victoria says struggling to maintain her arrogance as she stutters. Looking back into her stall again, she is masturbating.

"Yes dear." Janice says and finally leaves.

The moment the door closes, Victoria goes to town. Pinching her clit between two fingers, she pumps her hand back and forth as her thumb goes crazy over the head of her clit. Not even bothering with penetration, she simply stands there, her hips shaking as her skinny thighs, pot belly and nasty little ass jiggle like jello. "Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh..." She moans repetitively and without pitch. With her other hand she reaches up and starts groping a big fake boob. "So big, so big, so big. Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh!" With one hand pumping in a blur and the other squeezing and groping fast, it is over almost as soon as it starts. "Oh my god..." Her eyes roll into the back of her head has a big glob of girl cum shoots from her pussy covering her inner thighs!

Watching in disbelief, the girl with the "biggest boobs in town" literally got off in less than a minute!

"Yuck." Victoria says the moment her fluttering eyes stop and she touches her inner leg. Grabbing another wet wipe from her purse she wipes up her girly goo and throws it in the toilet. Now she is back to business and is pulling out a fresh pee pad. Unrolling it, she peels off the back and then gently lines her underwear with it. Tossing the plastic in the toilet she reaches into her purse again and pulls out a Tide pen. Reaching back into her undies she tries to rub away the poop stain. After a few swipes of the pen, she caps it and drops it in her bag and then pulls up her underwear thus hiding her shameful ass and hairy cunt and replacing them with the curvy hips, extra bubble and puffy mound everyone knows her for. Slipping on her heels and buckling them is when I stop time again.

Now she is bent over. The only blemish is her loosely hanging belly, but those huge fake boobs really do reduce it. Exiting my stall I walk into hers and get an eyeful of her big and round looking rear. Each cheek is perfectly crafted to give off the look of amazing butt cheeks. Grabbing the waist band of those pink panty shorts I pull them down exposing her pimply, saggy and narrow cheeks with a little bushel of pubic hair sticking out again. Pulling on the waist band I reach in and try to take the padding out but find I can't. "Damn it..." Withdrawing my hand and letting the waistband snap against the back of her thighs, I turn around and grab the dress off the door. Walking it across the bathroom I toss it on the floor by the sink. Walking back to her stall I close the door but only partially and then walk back into mine. Locking the door and climbing onto the toilet I restart time.

"Huh?" Victoria exclaims, confused at having to pull up her stuffed butt panties again. Standing up she turns around and reaches for her dress only to grab at air and see that her stall door is partially open. Instantly frightened, the wanna be diva's eyes open wide and her jaw drops! Immediately her arms fly to cover up as much of her bogus breasts as possible. An impossible task, her spaghetti arms do little to cover the massive silicone falsies taped to her chest! Seeing her dress on the opposite side of the big restroom, she scurries across the tile floor as fast as her high heels will allow her, her belly and thighs jiggling in protest. "How the...?" She asks scooping it up and immediately stepping into it. Pulling it up she is half way up her thighs when I stop time for the last time.

Frozen mid pull she looks just like a pinup girl, only ridiculous with those fake boobs stuffed in her little slutty bra. Walking out of my stall, this will be the last prank I play on her for now. Walking into hers I see the floating mess she never flushed. Reaching in I grab the turd and with it dripping I walk up to her. "Eat shit bitch." Opening her mouth I rub it all over her tongue, making sure it is good and covered. Walking and tossing the foul excrement back into the toilet I then dig into her purse and wash my hands with her sanitizer. Dropping it back into the bag, I snort at my creativity and exit the bathroom. Outside Wes is waiting for me, leaning against the wall impatiently like a statue. Restarting time I smile as Wes's eyes finish their eye roll.

Wesley's POV:

Waiting for what felt like forever, I am leaning against the wall annoyed. My stomach is grumbling and Sophie has been in the bathroom for quite a long time. While I was waiting I saw Janice Black, the mayor's wife approached the bathroom carrying Victoria's heels and a big, black leather bag. It must have been a purse of some kind even though it look like it could hold and overnights worth of clothing and supplies. Even standing outside and across the hall I could hear the voices of Vicki and her mom in the bathroom and she was a complete and selfish bitch the entire time. When the door open a few minutes later, I saw Janice was about to walk out when she slammed her head with the door. Before the door fully shot I caught a glimpse of her skirt and underwear falling down exposing her nasty legs and gross pussy as she stumbled backwards. From there I saw nothing until Sophie magically appeared in front of me.

Taking my hand, should weeds me away just as a blood curdling scream erupts from the women's bathroom. Looking back and then a selfie, she is silently smirking to herself. "What did you do?" I asked calmly, my curiosity overwhelming my hunger.

"I felt that Miss Busty deserved little chocolatey treat for being such a good sport this afternoon." Sophie says deviously.

Arching an eyebrow at this explanation, my curiosity is answered when Victoria's piercing voice echoes throughout the hall.

"EWWWWWWWW! MY MOUTH TASTES LIKE SHIT!!! EW, EW, EW!"

Looking at Sophie I could not help a smile and be proud. She made bimbo tits eat her own feces! Taking her hand in mind, we stroll easily out of the city hall. Coming to the street we wait for a few cars to pass and feeling gratuitous I escort her to a ritzy restaurant on the corner of Main and Elm. Pulling out my wad of cash, I hand the maitre d a crisp Benjamin to which he smiles and snaps his fingers. Grabbing a couple of menus he takes us to a beautiful table in the corner for two. Opening our menus we review them.