"Cherry, wanna come along?" You say as you squeeze out the door.
"What? No, I couldn't, I have to finish driving these people..." But her restriction was lifted when she found that all of the passengers were leaving at this stop. She mulled it over. "Oh, it couldn't hurt," she says, "I just need to get this back to the depot by ten."
"Not a problem," you say, helping your friend down, "First we gotta get you a bikini."
After about an hour of shopping, you finally find the chubby cutie a fiery red bikini that fir her flabby body snugly and matched her burning orange hair, which flowed out behind her.
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