Get out of there.

I stumble drunkenly back to my feet and start for the door.

"Where the fuck you going slut?"

A hand grabs my hair and yanks. I stumble, turn back around and fall to my ass, landing with such an impact that my heavy breasts bounce and jiggle and strain my dress.

"Fucking slut," he whimpers as he aims his cock right at me.

I flinch. First I feel it. Hot and wet as it splashes all over my breasts. I hold my hands up to shield my face, and his burning wet urine splashes all over my breasts, running down my cleavage, splashing over my stomach and thighs.

By dark red dress turns almost black as it clings and sticks warmly to my skin.

His hand lets go of my hair as he splashes and sprays a couple pitchers worth of piss all over me. I scramble to my feet, turn to run, his piss splaters and soaks my ass.

I stumble my piss soaked body out the bathroom, and out the back door of the bar. Stumbling out into the night, my heavy breasts bobbling and jiggling against the tight soaked dress.

And I run right into a heavyset man. He catches me easily.

"Well aren't you a fucked up sight." He grabs my heavy fat breast and squeezes, appraising me. "But you'll do."

I open my mouth to scream, but he's real fast, and something rubber gets shoved between my teeth. He easily overpowers me, and forces my arms behind my back. A moment later, steel pinches down tight on my wrists. I struggle...but I can't get my arms out from behind me.

He throws me over his shoulder and carries me down the alley to a waiting long haul truck. He doesn't even slow as he climbs into the cab, and tosses me onto the bed in the sleeper cabin.

"Now, let's get that soaked dress off you, babe," he says.