Fuck this tool shed

Meril had one thing on her mind, apart from farmgirl thighs. Meril had two things on her mind, one being **** against that padlock. That was her toolshed, she owned it yet she could not access it. The tools that she figured she needed to enact her **** were likely locked within the shed itself, which as one might imagine makes naked **** much harder.

Giving the house just one more check over she found next to no tools, apart from screwdrivers suited to much smaller screws than she was going up against. The house not providing much she decided to head back outside, she needed to get the lay of the land.

Back out by the shed, with the sun still firmly overhead Meril stood, hands on bare hips as she had a stand off with this thing. It was a regular wooden shed, the walls and door were sturdy, the roof was tiled and also, rather sturdy. There was one weakness she noticed as she poked her head around the side. The side of the shed that was flush with the fence had a sort of plastic window in the wall, the fence coming just below it. Now, it wasn't the largest window in the world and there wasn't a normal way to open it, but it was an option.

Letting out a sigh Meril tried the padlock once again, and once again, it did not budge. "Damnit I just want to dismantle a fucking bed..." She groaned, loudly. The window became her focus, it looked just about big enough to squeeze through, kind of. Meril would just need to be in the right position and hope her tits didn't get in the way.

"This is going to suck" Meril muttered quietly as she headed over to the house, retrieving a broom, this would aid her on her quest. Broom acquired she clamered over the fence to get to the window properly, then gave it an experimental poke with the handle. The window seemed to move in a very 'is attached but probably by hope and tape' kind of way, loose in some places but not others. Shifting her focus onto those spots it seemed to begin caving in properly, soon falling inwards and dropping away, Meril hearing a clattering sound on the other side.

Content with her actions, Meril ran back to her house. She dropped the broom and picked up a small step ladder and a small flashlight, in case it was too dark to see in there. She headed back to the shed and the broken window, clambering over the fence again and setting her ladder up, eager to get inside. Taking a step or two up she blushed at feeling the roughness on her bare feet, with the grass and the path it felt different because that was just rocks, but this is straight, orderly metal. Putting that feeling aside she poked her head into the window, flipping on the flashlight.

The interior seemed, as expected, dark and rather dusty. From what she could tell there was a shelf in the centre of the shed but it was obscuring her view somewhat. Letting out yet another groan, Meril decided the only way to know for sure was to go in. She debated with herself how to do this for a minute, realising that yes, it would be a very tight squeeze with her tits. The working plan was to climb up, hold onto the roof and go in feet first, head first ran the risk of critical injury, feet first just meant a stubbed toe, which probably hurt the most.

Feet first she went, enacting her little plan with extraordinary skill and focus. Unfortunately her plan had not included a landing, and such she fell into the shed in a heap. With a sigh of relief she realised she'd fell onto an abandoned bag of soil, at least she'd only need to worry about a scrape or two. Looking down at herself though Meril let out a groan, the bag had been open, so naturally her lower back and legs were covered in dust and dry dirt.

"And here's me thinking I'd live in the country like a clean princess" Meril groaned out, sarcasm thick in her voice. This was just the beginning of things she'd need to get used to in a naked country life, dirt in places she wasn't used to, bruises from unfortunate falls. Picking herself up she immediately went face first into a cobweb, taking her off guard and sending her sputtering into a stunned mess.

Meril wouldn't call herself a clumsy woman, sure forgetful as observed with her purse, but clumsy was far from it. Outside of **** circumstance she was rather graceful. This unfortunately was **** circumstance. While attempting to both get her footing, as well as removing the cobwebs obscuring her vision, the dusty nude girl accidentally knocked the shelves, sending them, and their contents over and firmly in the direction of the window.

When she finally got the mess out of her face she'd realised exactly what had happened "Oh, fuck..." Meril had knocked the shelf in a way that it was blocking her entrance and escape, a few firm tugs on the shelf also revealed that it was a great deal heavier than expected. While she was glad the thing hadn't knocked the shed down, she was now immensely annoyed at now being locked within it.

"Fucking dammit Meril you just had to..." Meril paced around the now slightly larger space, now that the shelf was now over there "...this goddamn fat ass just had to be so..." She groaned and moaned, but she was well and truly stuck in her toolshed, even a few firm pushes against the door didn't work too well.

Taking a deep breath, Meril needed to centre herself again, she was doing no use getting angry at herself. Seating herself with her back against a wall she began to consider her options. There was always waiting for help, Kara knew where she lived so she might come by, even if that was an unreliable expectation. This was also a toolshed, she'd knocked over a shelf but there had to be something around to help her get out, either to open the door or move that shelf. But there could also be other options if she just investigated a little...