The poopy package

After careful consideration, Sophie flicked to the last page. She burst out laughing while she read it. "That one! Definitely this one!" She laughed, sliding the folder over to the woman. "Ahhh the poop one, very good choice, your mom won't ever be the same, the client for this one is also VERY good at handling people like your mom, well chosen!" The woman explained to Sophie.

The woman gathered her things and began to stand up, holding her arm out to shake Sophie's hand. "Okay Sophie, we will keep you notified about your mom's progress and when you can come and see her. My delightful security guards will take you to your new home now!" The woman said while shaking Sophie's hand. "But what about my stuff at home?" She asked nervously. "Removals will retrieve it once we've got your mom secured." The woman clarified, making Sophie feel relieved.

The guards placed the bag on Sophie's head, this time she wasn't so freaked out, and guided her out of the building. They all got in the car, and the guards were actually having a friendly conversation with her about her job and prospects. After they hit a certain point on the journey, the bag was taken off her head and she was allowed to see her new friends. She looked out the window, a massive grin forming on her face, she knew the program her mom was gonna be subjected to and she could not wait...

Sharon had been taking a day to do absolutely nothing, she simply sat on a chair and watched TV. She got dressed in her blue jeans and black top, which gave her a nice cleavage. Family Feud was on the TV, but Sharon wasn't really watching it. Instead, she scrolled instagram, seeing how many people liked her latest post. She was a bit of an insta-famous model, which equated to big milf boob and butt pics make her money.

The doorbell rang, making Sharon jump. She sighed, putting her phone down so she could stand up. "Can't fucking do anything in this place." She ironically complained. The doorbell rang again, making her Sharon angry. "Alright alright! Fucking hell I'm coming you impatient cunt!" She yelled, walking down the hallway. She opened the door, expecting a postman.

There stood an overweight middle aged woman, with brunette hair and covered with bags. "You must be Sharon, nice to meet you." She said, brushing past the milf and walking into the living room. "Um.. excuse me! You can't just walk into my house like that! I don't even know you!!" Sharon yelled, slightly taken back by how casually this woman just walked into her house.

Sharon marched into the living room, surprised to see the woman dumping her bags onto the floor. "Hey! This is my home! You have NO fucking right to be here, PLEASE LEAVE!!!" Sharon yelled, marching over to the woman and getting up in her face. "Oh honey...it's gonna be like that is it?" The woman calmly responded, despite Sharon readying fists. "LISTEN TO ME! FINAL WARNING OR I'LL REMOVE YOU MY--"

Sharon was interrupted as the woman sprayed a foul smelling substance over her face. Sharon instantly felt faint and dropped to the floor. "No... n... noo... wait.. please.." She muttered, beginning to lose all her energy. She glanced up at the woman while her eyes were getting heavy, as if she needed a deep sleep. She watched the woman undo her jeans and drop them to the floor, revealing her massive and chubby butt. She walked over to Sharon, the last thing the sleepy milf saw was the large chubby butt engulf her face. She was sent to sleep in an instant.