"Give me your shirt!"

Lauren was beyond frustrated. She'd finally stolen Dennis's jumpsuit, but it was too small to get over her body. Even though she finally had a clothing item it only covered her legs, leaving her ass, tits and crotch exposed. It really did nothing to solve her problems!

Meanwhile Dennis, wearing only Whitey Tighties and a tee shirt, rose shakily to his feet. Lauren looked to him, zeroing in on his shirt. Dennis flinched back in shock at her ****, animalistic gaze.

"Give me your shirt!" Lauren demanded.

"Lauren calm down!" Dennis cried out weakly.

"Give it to me now!" Lauren roared, lunging at Dennis. She grabbed at his shirt with spastic hands.

Dennis squeaked in distress as Lauren clawed at him. Desperately, he planted his hands on Lauren to try to push her off before she stripped him.

Unfortunately, Dennis put his hands directly upon Lauren's chest. Both of them looked down to see Dennis's meaty hands gripping each of her bare, minuscule breasts. Both their eyes went wide at the sight...