The Shorter route

Abby decides that since she's running late, she may as well take the shorter route. There will be less chance that she can get some anal training, but she's sure that she'll get some in college anyway. As Abby walks along, she starts to daydream about her day so far, how beautiful her mothers prolapse was this morning, if she'll ever be able to achieve a prolapse like that, if she'll never be able to prolapse!? Abby shudders at the thought. Only being able to gape sounded like a waste of ass. Sure she could take bigger cocks but... At this moment she heard a wet plop, and felt a sudden breeze in her asshole. She looked down, and saw that her buttplug had simply fallen out. Abby panicked slightly, and scrambled to push her buttplug back into place. That horse-cock from this morning must've done more work than she realised. She could feel that her buttplug wouldn't hold up throughout the day. Coincidentally, she was just walking past her favourite sex-shop. Abby decided that she needed a bigger one to keep her plugged for the day, and went inside.

The shop wasn't much different to any other ordinary sex-shop. Long rows of DVD racks lined the front of the store, with signs telling her what categories or fetishes were located where. But Abby wasn't interested in DVD's. She walked up to the counter, where a middle-aged balding man stood, shoulders crossed and leaning on the counter. He was completely unfazed when Abby squatted down, pushed out her old buttplug, and set it on the counter, still dripping with her ass juices. "I'd like to buy a bigger one", she said nonchalantly. The man didn't bat an eyelid, and took out a measuring tape, and measured both the height, the width and the length of the slope of the plug. He then pushed it to one side and asked: "How much bigger? This one is certified for a 3.5' gape at least". "Well this one just fell out of me just a few minutes ago." Abby replied. The man looked a bit puzzled, then read the words written on her shirt: 'Strives Perma-Prolapse'. "Ah right you're one of those anal freaks got it" the man said, completely nonchalant as he probably sees even freakier shit on the daily. He gets up and walks into the backroom, rummaging around in boxes and shelves. Meanwhile Abby was getting more and more impatiently. She couldn't let her asshole close her gape, she would lose a weeks worth of progress. Thankfully the man came back and heaved an absolutely gigantic black, double stacked buttplug onto the counter.

Abby's eyes lit up as she saw it. Cautiously she asked "How much for it?". The man replied: "Well we haven't actually managed to sell this beast for like 5 years. I'll let you exchange it for the red one you brought it." "Awesome!" Abby almost squealed with joy, and she placed the new buttplug on the ground, and squats over it. Anal juices leak out and coat the buttplug. Then she lowers herself onto the buttplug, until finally with a satisfying slurp, her butt is fully plugged. This one is so big, she can even see it bulging her stomach a bit, but that could only mean that its working, and keeping her asshole loose. She said thank you to the shopkeeper, and walked outside.