Dinner at Al's Steakhouse

Victoria is stunned. Never did she think she would ever see him again. But there he was, the guy who nearly fucked the stuffing out of her.

Or the stuffing off of her.

Nathan.

He also had a deliciously big dick and Victoria really wanted that big dick to call her own. Even though he was seated at the bar there was no doubt about the size of the manhood bulging in the front of his shorts. He may not be the biggest or the strongest guy like her trainer, but he sure is packing a lot of heat down there and it is a lot of heat that her aching little pussy sorely needs.

Sorely wants.

And she is the woman that can satisfy him whenever he calls.

He however likes his women epically endowed. It's why he was attracted to her first time they met.

In Victoria's mind at least. She really has no idea what he likes and dislikes, but from the way he made of her she knew that her epic endowments had a lot to play in the ferocity of his fucking.

Fluffing her hair and then her tits, she pats her fat pussy and saunters up to him.

Keeping his nose in his glass, Nathan watches her from the corner of his eye fluff her feathers before walking with the sexiest walk he has ever seen up to him. When she opens her mouth to speak to him he takes a sip of his ****.

"Hey Nathan..." Victoria says leaning up against the bar.

"I thought you didn't ever want to talk to me again." Says oh, the corner of his mouth curling upwards and a slight smart. He knows why she is here.

Turning slightly, Victoria crosses her legs to frame the bulge in her jeans as she points her tremendous tits right at his face. "I know but..." She stops to take a breath, her breasts rising and then falling as she exhales. "I changed my mind."

"And that is supposed to be good enough for me?" Nathan says, challenging as he finally turn in his seat a little to face her. Looking from her face, where she is wearing the most confident and easy smile, then down you can see that she is indeed flaunting herself for him. Not that he mine, a woman like that throwing herself at him is nothing to scoff at!

Closing her mouth, Victoria opens it making a slight popping sound as she lets her eyes fall to the crotch of his pants. Seeing his thunder down under, she subtly licks her lips and pushes her breasts forward. Flicking her eyes back up, she says. "I know I was rude and crass the last time. I should not have thrown you out like that."

"Why did you?" Turning fully to face her, Nathan looks her right in the eye.

Now it is Victoria's turn to look away, but not in a playful manner. She remembers exactly why and it shows by the look on her face. "I uhhhh..."

"Ah... My favorite sound..." Nathan says as he reaches around and gives her denim clad rear a squeeze pulling her closer to him.

Blushing three shades of red instantly, Victoria's head twists and she stares at him mouth agape. "Nathan!"

"So what if you tooted during sex. Just means I must really fill you up." He says, his face now inches away from her enormous tit.

"Or I shouldn't eat burritos before getting laid." Victoria quips breaking into a huge smile.

"Good idea." Nathan agrees nodding his head.

Feeling her ego swell to the size of her monstrous bra cups, Victoria steps back and plants her hands firmly on her waist. "I am off at 9 tonight, want to catch a movie?" She asks shaking her boom-booms side to side.

Watching mesmerized, Nathan is inadvertantly shaking his head while saying exactly the opposite. "Uh huh."

Rolling her eyes, Victoria licks her upper lip then leans forward and plants a very wet and sexy kiss on his lips. Pulling away with a pop, she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. "See you at my house around 10? I just want to change my clothes real quick."

"And freshen up your makeup?"

"Pffft... Only a second."

"Great! See you at ten." Nathan says with a big smile, giving Victoria's ass another squeeze. Grabbing his glass, he downs his liquor then gets up from the bar and walks away.

Having watched the entire exchange from only a few feet away, Michelle could not help but be amazed. Victoria not only walks up to the guy and nails a date, then gives him a kiss just like that! "Are fucking kidding me!?! You just flat-out made out with him in the middle of the restaurant!"

Still standing there, Victoria is jolted from her daydream by the giddy hiss of Michelle. Looking over she cannot help but smile. "Yep... What can I say? It's how I roll." She says then turns on her heels and walks away, swinging her tail side to side in a sexy and slow roll.

Of course Michelle is not the only one to watch The Exchange. Angie, Becky and Crystal all saw it to and they were all disgusted and jealous.

"He only likes her for her body. There's absolutely nothing about Victoria that is special beyond her bra cups."

"Yeah... Typical male. Only wants to fuck her. I want a guy who looks for more from a woman than just her body."

"Fucking super bod scores again! God damn bitch and her big tits, big butt and little waist... I bet you he'll be shocked when she turns out to be a canyon down there..."

"Slut!" They all say at once even though they are in different parts of the dining room.

Having already had her just desserts, Lauren was in the bathroom putting on her makeup. A few feet away Josh was tying his tie. Looking over, he watches the Spanx and bra clad blonde Glam-Bomb put the finishing touches to her immaculate face cake. Watching her trace eyeliner along her eyelid, he is more captivated by the pushed up cleavage pouring from her squeezed bra cups.

Glancing at him through the mirror, Lauren cannot help but smirk smugly before returning to her makeup. " do you like the sight of Lauren's big titties all squished And bubbling out of my bra?"

"That and..." Josh starts to say then steps back and looks down with a nod of approval. " and that tight ass too. I honestly don't know why you feel the need to wear Spanx. Your ass is so gorgeously perfect as it is. Big, yet so tight and firm."

Giggling, Lauren puts down the pencil and then turns to face her boyfriend. "Because I like how the fabric feels against my skin and it gives my little booty a little boost. Kind of like my push-up bra. Not that I really need it of course, but I like how it gives my girls a little bit of oomph."

"Exactly." He says giving her a kiss and squeezing her breasts, the contrast between the silicone shoved in her bra and the plush softness of her actual boobs is unmistakable. Of course nearly the entire bra is filled with silicone to which he gladly squeezes and gropes away knowing full well that Lauren loves it. He enjoys it too, but he would rather play with the real ones. Right now they are playing the part of cleavage and that is just fine with him.

"I need to get dressed now." Lauren says pulling away with a naughty smile on her face. Burning she walked out of the bathroom and Josh follows her.

Walking into the room he patiently waits while she slides the black sparkly dress up her curvy frame, finishing it off with a slow zip up her back and covers body shaping secrets. Watching her turn her hourglass figure around, Josh is amazed at how sexy Lauren looks.

Arriving at the restaurant, Josh jumps out of the car and has to keep himself from running around to the passenger side door where he opens it and holds out his hand. Feeling her soft, small hand wrap around his, he helps her out of the car and then waits while she smooths out the dress and makes sure that the bottom of the white lycra Spanx do not peek out from beneath the hem.

Reaching into the you cut neckline of her dress, Lauren gives her tits a reassuring tug to ensure that her cleavage looks immaculate, long and plush. Feeling really sexy, she looks up at her boyfriend and smiles. "Are you ready to escort me in?"

"Only if you don't mind me walking in with a boner." Josh replies crooking his arm.

"Already? You just got laid twice." Lauren exasperates.

"You look just so damn sexy, how can I not?" Josh says giving his eye-popping beauty a look up and down.

"Seeing me look like this really makes you want to see me naked even more doesn't it?" Lauren Lauren asks, getting a nod for a reply. "Good." She says patting his crotch before taking her first step towards but promises to be a very arousing evening and an excellent meal at a great discount.

Walking into Al's Steakhouse, nearly every head turns as they stare in awe at the blond bombshell walking through the doors. Walking up to the hostess stand, Lauren stops in front of Chelsea who can only smile. "Table for two please."

Seeing Lauren, Victoria's sister, walk in hanging off a handsome man's arm and dressed to the nines, Chelsea swallows hard as her insecurities bubble up. Swallowing it oh, she looks down at the chart and then looks up pouting. "It's going to be an hour before I can seat you."

If there was ever a transformation, no one was better at it then Lauren. Upon being denied, the easy and innocent smile soon turns into a look of pure disgust and rage. "You have got to be fucking kidding me, this is outrageous! Don't you know who I am?" Lauren says slipping her arm from Josh's and planting her hands right on her narrow waist while sticking out her big tits imperiously. "I am Lauren fucking Black, did you hear me? Lauren Black and I demand to be seated right now!" He Bellows stomping foot, her fists jolting from her waist and shaking.

Seated in the waiting area around them, mother's cover their children's ears while others roll their eyes and get annoyed. However even if they are annoyed, there's nothing like the sight of a hot and sexy woman with big tits hanging out throwing a temper tantrum. Even when acting like a child, Lauren looks hot.

Completely shocked into silence, Chelsea can only stand there shaking. It's not like we haven't dealt with ugly customers before, but this is Lauren Black. She isn't just drop dead gorgeous, but she is also one of the more well-known people in town. Being a loan officer and beautiful has made her connections and the last thing Chelsea wants is to upset potentially big patrons because of her running mouth. Unsure of what to do, she looks side-to-side nervously hoping for someone to come to her rescue and take away the heat.

Thankfully someone does come to her rescue, but it is not Bill the manager. It is Victoria herself. Hearing the commotion not far from where she is just about to take a new customers order, she politely excuses herself and makes her way to the front of the house. "What seems to be the problem here?" She asks planting her hands on her waist, her massive boobs springing forward automatically.

If there is anyone synonymous with tits, it's Victoria. Epic in size and sticking out like missiles from her chest, Victoria commanded an unspoken authority that few if any could challenge. And it was with a subtle push of those massive breasts did the muttering and complaining cease immediately. It was also that authority that helps Chelsea calm down and clear her mind. "Lauren wants a table but all of the tables are full and when I told her that the wait would be an hour she got very upset." Chelsea says feeling emboldened by the protection that Victoria's presence offers her. Even the piercing stare from the town renowned 10 could not shake her confidence. Victoria is a 12. So epic in proportions that she gets to skip a number completely that is also off the charts.

Looking from her hostess and then to her sister, Victoria smirks. "Did you check the reservations?"

"But I already know the list because I was the one who..." Chelsea start they but then stammers when she feels the piercing stare of Victoria's emerald green eyes bear down on her.

"Check it again. I took one earlier this afternoon." Victoria says even toned now turning her heavy-hitters to stare down the young woman too.

Flipping open the reservation book Chelsea runs her finger down the list, a list completely written by her own hand. Not finding Lauren's name at all, or Josh's for that matter, she looks up with a smile. "Ah, there it is! I can't believe I missed that when I was reading over the list earlier before dinner rush." Chelsea says, knowing all too well the silent code. Whatever Victoria wants, Victoria gets. Especially when she utilizes the power of her mega muffins.

Turning her gravity swells away from the young hostess, Victoria looks at the crowd and when she speaks she turns her torso to point her breasts at everyone. "I am so sorry for the misunderstanding and the inconvenience that brings all of you. We do really appreciate your patronage here at Al's Steakhouse Bar and Grill. I do hope you all stay and wait because I promise you the food is excellent tonight and the service is top-notch." Victoria says clapping her hands in front of her, her arms ramming her big chest emphasizing it even more.

Everyone slowly nods and falls silent as Lauren stands there beaming from ear-to-ear. She knows that she commands Authority, but not everywhere. When it comes to the restaurant this is Victoria's playground and she is all too happy to allow her sister to steal the spotlight. It will not be for long because Lauren is sure to get a seat in the center of her section which means every male eye will drift her way eventually. Every eye will soon be stripping her naked and freeing her bounded breasts from her bra, setting them free so they can have something to think about while they eat and have to deal with their less-than-stellar wives and their snot-nosed kids.

"If you will follow me." Chelsea says grabbing two menus from the wooden pocket along the side of the stand. Motioning for Lauren and Josh to follow, cheap weave them into Victoria's section. Stopping when she sees that all of the tables are filled, her look of despair is short-lived when Victoria appears and goes up to the center table and addresses the family already sitting. "I sincerely apologize, but I'm going to have to relocate you guys. There was a misunderstanding at the front and this table has been reserved." Victoria says sweetly and like before hold your hands in front of her while subtly pushing her tits through the frame of her arms.

They have already ordered and are waiting for their meal when they look up to see then listen too their waitress who is looking down at them with a smile. Unable to look past her jutting monsters, the father speaks for all when he says with a smile, "Okay."

"We only have room at the bar, I hope that this doesn't create an inconvenience." Chelsea jumps in, taking over as Victoria steps aside.

"Not at all..." the father says cheerfully, still staring at Vicki's jugs.

Seeing her husband mesmerised by the younger woman's breasts, the wife is anything but happy. "We should not have to pay for your mistake. We will not leave. This is not our problem."

At a loss again, Chelsea looks to Victoria who simply smiles and steps forward again. "As I said, we sincerely apologize for the inconvenience but these are your choices. You can either eat at the bar or you can leave. If you decide to leave I will comp whatever has been served to you. If you eat at the bar I will get my manager to take 50% off of your total bill today and give everyone a free meal on your next visit."

It was tactful as it was brilliant. Victoria was very managerial while offering an option that would keep the customer in the house. The option to stay would cost for tonight, but benefit the future of the business because it would keep the customer coming back. If the customer chooses to leave, they are more likely to never return.

Thinking it over the wife looks sour, but nods her head. "Fine..."

"Excellent, Chelsea will reseat you and I will still be your server if you want. Thank you for your cooperation and understanding." Victoria says with a big smile and a push of her chest, making her already perky bigguns look just a little bit perkier. Working at the hostess, Chelsea moves into action and helps the family with their plates, silverware and glasses. Luckily they did not have any food on the table yet and all they had were their beverages. With a table now clear, Victoria turns towards her sister and Josh. "Here you go sis. Give me a minute to grab a washcloth and some fresh linen and silverware for you."

"You're simply the best hun." Lauren says as Josh maneuvers around her to pull out her chair. Taking her seat, she scoots herself in and then smiles as Josh walks around and sits down opposite of her.

Once Victoria is out of earshot, Josh smiles and leans over the table. "That was awesome. Has this ever happened before?"

Revelling in the looks she is getting from those seated around her oh, it takes Lauren a second to realize that Josh is talking to her. "Not always. Usually I get seated regardless just because of who I am and who I am related to. I think tonight was the first time in quite a while that she has had to step in to make sure I got taken care of the way I deserve."

"The way you deserve, huh?" Josh says looking down from Lauren's smiling face to her bubbling cleavage.

"The way I deserve..." Lauren says leaning forward, placing her elbows on the table and resting her chin in her open palms as she squeezes her boobs together. When she does, her gorgeous display surges out so much that her nipples pop clear out of her dress.

Staring at the mountain of cleavage, John is not quick to point out that Lauren is showing more than she intends. Enjoying the site, he finally extends his finger and twirls it at the pinnacle of the U shaped neckline. "Not that I mind, but... Your reputation might.

Moving her hands from her chin, Lauren looks down and makes a face as she subtly covers the errant exposure. Sitting up, she gently pushes her bosoms back into her over stuffed bra cups. "Thank you." She says softly then picks up her menu.

Returning with a towel and fresh silverware, Victoria wipes down the table and then places them in front of her guests along with a couple of fresh glasses. " I know I haven't been gone that long, but did either of you know what you want to drink?"

Looking up, each of them are drawn to the towers stretching from Victoria's chest, causing her button-up blouse to billow.

"If milk is on the menu, I'll take a couple of glasses of that." Josh says enthusiastically, getting a playful look of no no from Lauren and Vicki too. Sighing he shrugs his shoulders. "Can't blame me for giving it a shot. How about two glasses of red wine please?"

Seeing her sister smile and flaunt her chest, Victoria smiles too. "Special occasion?"

"Call it a celebration." Lauren says, giving Josh the naughty eye while shaking her boom-booms for his delight.

"Never did do a dinner after hot sex. I guess I'm going to have to give that one a try." Victoria says, noting the looks of surprise and then the slight blushes.

Watching her sister turn and walk away, Lauren quickly recovers and then picks up her menu card. Looking through it she really wants to order a big fat T-Bone or New York strip steak. But after the blowout earlier and the fact that her new Spanx are still feeling rather tight, she opts for a salad with chicken strips instead.

When Josh picks up his menu, any condolences or memory go to the wayside. Looking right at the menu of mistakes, he orders exactly what Lauren secretly wants. " I think I'm going to have the 16oz T-Bone with asparagus and mashed potatoes. What about you?"

Grumbling, "chicken strip salad..." Lauren says with a pout.

Confused for a moment, it takes a second for Josh to understand why she is not happy with her choice. "I can order something else if you want..."

"No, it's fine. I need to watch what I eat for the next couple of days anyway." Lauren says knowing very well that she should be doing it everyday, but cannot bring herself to admit it.

When Victoria returns, Lauren and Josh place their orders and after thirty minutes of their plates arriving they dig in.

After three bites, Lauren is bored and finds her eyes lingering on Josh's plate. Licking her lips she feels her stomach growling. His big plate of food looks so delicious. Resisting temptation for all of a minute, suddenly finds her hand reaching out and pulling his plate towards her while the other pushes hers to him. "Sorry, but your food looks great. Be a gentleman and eat mine for me, okay?" She says and then not waiting for an answer starts to dig in.

Staring his new entree, Josh is a little more than disappointed. From steak to salad? What the hell? Looking across the table he wants to say something, but when he sees the look of satisfaction on Lauren's face he relents. Wiping off his fork on his napkin, Josh plunges it into the crisp lettuce and shoves it in his mouth. The salad is good, but is definitely not what he wants.

All around their table, the other patrons watch the entire thing. Most finding it rude, but the men for the most part are grinning. To see such a hottie eating such a big meal and still looking skinny and fit is a sight to behold. Turning their attention to their wives, they can see that the opposite is true and it sucks!

With the restaurant full and customers still waiting to sit, everyone is working hard and working as fast as they can. When business is slow, it is typical for the waitstaff the customer seated as long as possible, but when the waiting area is filling up and people are waiting outside, everyone is trying to turn their tables as quickly as they can.

One of the drawbacks of being a draw is getting people to leave and that is what Victoria is running into. People want to sit in her section, but the people already sitting there don't want to take their desserts to go and are even asking for menus! It is mainly coming from the men who want to sit there and enjoy the view for a little bit longer. This makes Victorious job a little bit harder because instead of doing drinks, appetizers and entrees like the rest of the restaurant, she has to do desert orders and when people sit longer that is less tips that she gets to pocket. But given that her tips are generally very generous, she doesn't seem to mind all that much.

But Bill does.

During a break in the action, Bill finds Victoria tallying up a receipt. it is long because it is a family of four with lots of **** and desserts for every single member of the family. Seeing the table number on the top he looks over and see them still eating. "You certainly are selling a ton of desserts instead of turning your tables, Victoria."

Punching the total key, Victoria stands in front of the computer and waits patiently for the bill to print. " I know Bill, but if you compare my receipts to Angie's, Crystal's and Becky's, mine are making the restaurant way more money." Victoria says with a smug little smile as she pulls on the receipt paper and it just keeps chugging out more and more print.

Looking down, Bill is silent as he watches the receipt continue to print with Vicki's massive jugs within eyesight too. Finding himself leering at her tits, he blinks and looks up. He must not be the only man that does this because when he walks out to Victoria section, they are all working her way here and there. Returning his attention to her, he checks out her ass and then finally looks up at her face. Just as he's about to speak however, Victoria cuts him off.

"They ordered dessert because the the treat they really want they cannot have." Victoria says sticking out her chest just a little bit, the tips of her powerhouses rising an inch.

That makes even Bill look down again. Forcing himself to look away, he sighs. " I understand, but your average sitting time is pushing an hour and a half and the other girls are turning in about an hour. The kitchen is running full tilt and it's starting to get backed up."

Ripping off the receipt, Victoria turns to face her manager and punches her waist and sticks out her chest right at him. It is an imposing sight. "And if I start turning my table that the same rate then the kitchen will fall so far behind that no one will ever get to eat. You you know as well as I do that that will cause the entire restaurant to come to a halt. I know you want to get everyone fed, Bill, but we just do not have the capacity for the staff to do it. You need to talk to Al and bolster the kitchen staff."

Again, Bill's eyes have drifted down, hypnotized by the largess stretching out her blouse. "You know how many times I have tried to talk to him? He won't listen. The guy's a tight wad."

"You don't need to tell me that. Look at my section, it is damn near half the restaurant! If it wasn't for me the place would be shut down. I'm not just your best server, damn near everyone comes in just to look at me. Now if you don't mind, I need to get back to my customers. You do want those tables turned after all don't you?" Victoria quit and spins on her heels and walks away. Even in a hurry, the wiggle of her hips is enticing as her bulbous bottom snaps back and forth.

Watching her walk up to the table of four that is nearly done with their dinner, he watches her place the receipt on the table and almost immediately the husband is pulling out a wad of cash. Laying down enough to cover the dinner and then some, Bill can see that Victoria has netted nearly a 30% tip. "Jesus Christ... If she worked at Hooters she would make double what she makes here." Looking at the other side of the restaurant, he quickly sees that Angie, Becky and Crystal are getting tips too, but they are the more common $5 and $10 variety. Even on $100 tickets. "If I had three more Victoria's, this place would make a fortune."

Pocketing the well-earned tip, Victoria looks down at the family and smiles. "Thank you so much for coming in and dining with us tonight. I hope to see you all again really soon." She says for what feels like the 1000th time tonight.

"Oh you can bet your britches will be back. Food is good, the service is excellent and the ambience is, well what can I say? Out of this world." The man says looking up with a big smile.

The restaurant is about as ambient as an Applebees.

Smiling, Victoria knows exactly what he is talking about. Seeing that he has his wife and teenage daughters with him, she resists the urge to pose more cutely and flirt. "Awww! Thanks, come again!" She says and then turns away with a flick of her hair. As she turns she cannot help but pause to show off the full veracity of her butt! Smirking Victoria thinks to herself, eat that bitches!

For Victoria, this is easy money. Sure the hours are long and the job can be rough but she gets to show off just like she used to in high school. Every pose, every word has a purpose and people look at her. It does not matter if they are jealous, or disgusted or turned on. She is he listening a reaction to her body and those reactions are all centered by what they see. They see a knockout where they least expect it.

And it is with that motivation, that Victoria does her job to the best of her ability each and every day. She knows the power that the projections stretching out her clothes give her. They gave her authority and confidence. When she speaks, everyone stops to listen. Just like earlier when everyone was complaining and Lauren was throwing a tantrum. Just the mere thrust of her chest and that powerful Wonder Woman pose shut them all up and allowed her to take control. Looking down at her mountainous peaks, she resists the urge to squeeze and grope them. Walking past a table, she cannot help but smirk when a man's mouth full of food tumbles out of his hanging jaw. He was caught up with watching her as she walks. Hips swaying, big breasts bouncing rhythmically up and down. Her pussy... Her big pussy being squeezed between those gliding voluptuous thighs.

She is a walking wet dream. A Playboy cover come to life. Victoria knows this, hell she loves it. The power that comes with being a beautiful woman. The power to say yes or no on a whim. To make a man's dreams come true or break his fragile heart completely. That is the power of Victoria and her amazing curves.

Collecting yet another payment, this time Victoria pops a flirtatious pose. Torso turned as she is about to walk away to show off the fullness of her breasts as well as the roundness of her butt to a couple of college guys eating it all up with big, sloppy grins on their faces. "Thanks guys... Have a great night." She says while holding up the receipt with the guys phone number written on it.

Barely stuffing it in her pocket, she is confronted by Bill yet again. "I need you to get a box of receipt tape from the back. The register at the waitress stand is out."

"Why can't you get it? You are taller than me." Victoria says, her happy-go-lucky smile fading as a slight look of concern creeps on her face.

Sighing, Bill looks at her for the face that says I do not have time for this. "Look, I only have enough time to come and ask you for help. The bar is slammed again and Angie needs to print out a receipt in order to turn a table. Can you please just do this for me without the lip?"

"Fine..." Victoria huffs and walks off determined to get this over and done with. Walking by the bar, She Walks Behind the partition into the area where the servers pick up the orders. Of all places to store receipt paper, it is always placed on the top most shelf above the heating lamps. Looking up she sees the brown uncaring box and pouts.

For the cooks they all see Victoria who they know has no orders coming in right at this moment and look at each other with big grins on their faces. They all know what is about to happen and they all cannot wait.

Looking away from the box, Victoria spots the fold-up step stool leaning against the wall and turns to go to grab it. Opening it up as she walks back, she sets it on the floor and then steps up onto it. Looking up again at the box she knows it is just within arm's reach if she stands on her tippy toes and reaches as far as she can. Looking through the partition, she catches the cooks grinning to themselves as they try it make it look like they are not paying attention.

"Uh huh..." She says then starts reaching for the stars.

The moment she does, everyone in the kitchen on the other side of the partition turn to watch. Slowly but surely, Victoria's jeans start riding up her crotch. As the denim digs deeper into her impressive camel toe, it hugs the full expanse of her mound truly showing it off in all of its splendor.

The sight of Victoria's big box is never one to miss! Slowly the cooks all turn and watch, still cooking of course, but not missing one second of the sexy show unveiling before them.

Next is Victoria's top. Like her jeans it, along with her tube top starts to rise. It is not long before both her button up and under shirt untuck themselves, sliding up to expose her thin sides and little navel.

But that is not the best part. The best is what is still hidden beneath her layers. The gravity-defying big tits of Victoria Black are not only rising up her chest, but pointing higher and higher.

For the men, it is a sight to behold! Victoria's tits are absolutely massive and right now they look even bigger! Seeing the full underside of her enormous and still jutting huge boobs, the guys are all staring transfixed.

Victoria's big tits are absolutely perfect! They still stick out! Nothing seems to flatten them down! Not one of them ever wonder if those peaks of udder perfection are fake... Not once.

Having touched the box with the tips of her fingers, Victoria now has to slide the box side to side and try to slide it closer until she can get a good grip on the corners. When she does this, her whole body starts twisting back and forth.

Now the cooks are drooling as those big tits and pussy wiggle back and forth, their eyes bouncing like slow-moving pinballs.

"Fucking box!" Victoria mutters under her breath as she flicks the box up with her finger tips to try and move it along.

When she does this her big tits jiggle up and down.

Glancing towards the entrance, she is relieved that no one has walked in to pick up an order or go to the bathroom. Glancing down, Victoria bites her bottom lip nervously. Her tits are sticking straight out, turned upwards and have slid up her chest. Worse, her blouse has fallen and draped along the top of her pneumatic looking breasts.

Right now, if anyone were to come in and look at her from the side, her boobs would look like a massive shelf...

And sitting to high up her chest.

Small stuffers do not need to worry about this, but the bigger they are, the more dramatic the effect.

Looking back up to the box, Victoria returns to wiggling it side to side, watching it inch closer to where she can grab it fully and bring it down and be done with this torturous task.

And the cooks are loving it all. Big tits swinging, hot cunt swishing side to side while being framed by the best looking hips and thighs this side of the continent...

Not realizing that her pants and everything inside is inching down.

At a snail's pace, but still.

Victoria is a dream come true.

Victoria is...

Coming around the corner of the partition, Crystal stops when she sees Victoria standing on the stool. She is immediately drawn to that bulbous big ass. An ass that she wants. It's so unfair! Victoria is skinny just like her, but yet she has that big butt!

It's bullshit! Look at that wedgie! I wish MY ass ate my pants like hers does...

She already has those big tits...

And that's when Crystal's eyes stop.

Those big tits...

Staring right at them, her head tilts quizzically.

Something's not right...

They look... Weird.

*jiggle, jiggle, jiggle...*

Mesmerizing all those beneath them...

Still jiggling side to side and slightly up and down making her top dance

Finally she wraps her hands around the corners firmly and pulls. The moment she brings the box down to her face her elbows fall below her shoulders and everything returns to normal.

For the cooks that means the show is over.

Her top slides back down covering her navel.

Her jeans slide out of her deep and womanly crevices.

For Victoria her heavy and stuffed bra slides down her barren and featureless chest to where it belongs.

Thank god.

Setting the box on the counter, she gives her tops a tug down and her jeans a well deserved pick before grabbing the box and walking away.

Forgetting all about the step stool.

Watching Victoria pick at the denim webs up her ass and pull it out, she goes back to being jealous all over again. Finally appearing in front of the cooks, she is dismayed that they all return to work not paying her more than a passing glance as they set her orders on the counter underneath the hot lamps.

"Bitch..." Crystal fumes as she platters the order before carrying out back to her waiting customers. As she walks, she cannot help but replay what she briefly saw just a moment ago.

Victoria Black's Twin Towers sticking out and up.

grabbing a platter stand along the way, she reaches her customers and sets it up. Setting the platter down on top of it, it is when she starts serving does she remember a critical detail that she missed before.

Victoria's boobs were shelving HARD!

That's why they looked so weird!

Vicki's giant boobs are probably FAKE!

So caught up in her undisclosed discovery, her customers look at her questioningly as she stands there mid serve, frozen like a statue.

"Ummm, miss?" The woman waiting for her plate asks out of concern.

"Oh, right... Sorry about that!" Crystal says wearing a big smile.