Round 2, get brother

"Let's see..." She taps her chin thoughtfully, then her eyes light up. "Oh! I know. Let's get my brother next. He's probably in the living room playing video games."

"Perfect," you grin, picking up a plump BMO plushie. "This little guy should do the trick."

She assumes the position, wiggling her bare ass invitingly. You carefully insert BMO into her tight hole, working it in until just the corner peeks out. She moans softly at the stretch.

"Mmm, this one feels bigger," she remarks, squeezing experimentally around the plush invader. "But I can take it."

"That's my girl," you praise, patting her rump. "Okay, ready for round two?"

She nods eagerly and you hoist her up again, amazed at how light and maneuverable she is in this folded position. Her perky breasts press against her bent legs as you carry her out to hunt your next target, your clandestine butt-gun locked and loaded.

You make your way downstairs to the living room. The fact that this apartment has a full staircase and feels like its own single-family home is not lost on you. These people must be loaded. You peek around a corner and sure enough, there's her brother, engrossed in a first-person shooter on the big screen TV.

"Okay, let's sneak up behind the couch," you strategize. "Then pop up and blast him when he's distracted."

"Got it," she agrees. "On three. One... two..."

You creep up behind the sofa, your heart racing. You mouth the final count: "Three!"

You spring up, pointing her butt over the back of the couch. She clenches and with a little "pew!" BMO goes flying, bopping her brother right on top of his head.

"What the fuck?" he yelps, whipping around. But you've already ducked back down with your fleshy firearm.