Lauren gets what she wants, but not what she needs

Dennis wails and shrieks as he slips and falls to the ground, pulling Lauren with him.

He let's out a pitiful grunt as the naked and small, yet surprisingly heavy, woman falls on top of him.

In any other situation, having a completely nude, super curvy, soft, plump, beautiful woman tearing at his clothes would be his idea of heaven, but given the current circumstances, that idiot Dennis can't appreciate what he's got at the moment, not even when Lauren straddles him and leans forward, smashing her small (but still lovely and appreciated!) tits against his face as she struggles to unfasten the top of his jumpsuit.

"You, big, dumb, m-micro pe-..." Lauren mutters, stopping herself from saying the rest of her traditional Dennis insult when she remembers what he did last time she called him it. "...j-jerk..."

She finishes undoing the top couple buttons and starts shimmying down her helpless, weak prey.

"Just take them! Don't hurt me!" Dennis whimpers, as all those traumatic high school memories of being bullied (and occasionally stripped) by Lauren come back to him.

He goes completely limp as the naked, vengeful Lauren spins around and leans forward and starts to focus on getting Dennis's workboots off.

Of course that means she has unintentionally stuck her meaty, soft, jiggly ass up high in the air, directly in Dennis's face, and is flashing her most prized and treasured secrets at this two-time loser.

Dennis's vocal protests suddenly stop as the sight of Lauren's naughty little asshole and her freshly shaved, smooth pussy fill his vision.

"...whoa..." he mumbles as Lauren claws at his shoe laces, trying to remove his footwear so she can yank his jumpsuit off.

"S-stupid shoes!" She barks as she tugs and tugs, causing her whole body to rock back and forth, rhythmically shaking what God gave her.

The sight (and smell) of Lauren's privates assaults his senses, replacing all rational thought with primitive, animalistic lust.

He leans his head forward and sticks his tongue out, eager to taste this divine gift gyrating mear inches from his face, but he's too late.

"UG! FINALLY!" Lauren shouts as she slips Dennis's boots off his feet and unthinkingly hurls the shoes as far as she can down the hall (which, again, isn't very far, but it's far enough).

The curvaceous cutie stands up, utterly unaware how close she just came to having someone kiss her... down there.

Dennis mearly groans in defeat, his small cock tenting his jumpsuit, but making too little of an impact for his once-and-future bully to notice.

Her whole, ample body is glistening in the florescent lighting from this latest physical exertion, and she's panting heavily too, causing every part of her naked, jiggly, soft self to heave erotically with each winded breath.

She's too ashamed to admit she was too weak to actually pull Dennis's jumpsuit off of him, so she falls back on her old, authoritative habits.

"Now quit stalling and take that thing off!" Lauren barks.

The half-confused, half-scared, all-aroused Dennis mearly nods as he gets up on his weak, wobbly legs.

He undoes his jumpsuit with shaky hands, letting the thick, heavy, dirty garment fall to the floor with a loud *FLUMPF!* and then steps out of it, leaving him in just a stained, white(ish) t-shirt, socks, and his tightly not-so-whities that are not particularly straining to contain his latest hard-on.

Dennis stands there in a lust and fear induced haze as Lauren lets out a triumphant squeal of glee before rushing over to the filthy, unfashionable garment.

She wouldn't normally be caught dead in something like this, but **** times call for **** measures.

Lauren steps into the jumpsuit, struggling to get the fabric to fit over her fat, stubby legs. She hops about on each foot, cartoonists struggling to make the thing fit her, causing her body to bounce and jiggle about in all its unintentionally seductive glory yet again.

Finally, after far too long of a fight, she has the pant legs sufficiently subdued, and starts to pull the frumpy garment further up her body.

There's just one big problem: Lauren.

Her ample ass and deliciously thicc thighs are too big for the jumpsuit, and no matter how hard she tries, she can't pull it up past her thighs.

She whimpers and huffs and grunts in frustration, turning and spinning about, too involved to yet again realize she is shaking her ample dinners for Dennis. She doesn't even think twice about it when she faces away from him and bends completely over, presenting that pair of perfect holes to him yet again.

Finally, after much struggling, she ties the sleeves around her waist and turns back around to Dennis.

The jumpsuit is still tangled around her thighs, and perfectly frames her still exposed pussy and meaty, marvelous ass while also unitentionally emphasising the curves of her bountiful belly, and small breasts.

"It doesn't fit!" Lauren whines.