Willow dumpster dives

Wearing the white dress as a belt, Willow rolled over in full view of Rachel's camera and grabbed the shih-tzu. The tiny dog nipped at her fingers, so she pushed it away and got up facing Rachel topless. The fabric of the dress strained as she twisted and extended her body. It wasn't made for the hips of an adult woman at all.

"It's not what it looks like!" she shouted at the camera and turned for the last fence. Peering over it, she realized that it was built over a retaining wall and it was a long way down. There was a dumpster a few metres to the side that halved the drop. It looked disgusting, but at least no one would be filming her bare tits.

Willow scraped her tits and tore her stolen dress getting over the fence and jumped down into the dumpster. Finally, she was at the strip mall, or at least in the strip mall's dumpster. She was so close she could taste the ATM. She had landed in something squishy in the dumpster. Suddenly, she heard rustling in the darkness.

"Eek!" she screamed.