The three of you enter the museum, only to stop as the museum guards were bringing in a new addition to the museum. Being towed by one of the workers, a majestic jewel of a bright, transparent silver color and shaped in the form of a pear shaped woman, was contained within the case as everyone stops in awe. However, their awe turns to fear and screams as four masked women in trench coats were aiming their guns.
"Everyone on the ground and nobody move!" The leader of the four shouts, their voice modified as everyone obeys the woman and the guards were quickly dispatched with a bullet to the knee.
Grouping you all together, two of the robbers oversee you as two of them work on the case, trying to get their prize.
Lillian and Ms. McAllen were in front of you as you three were watching the guards from the middle of the group and Lillian was scared out of her mind, an image you would have never thought of.
"It'll be alright; we'll get out of it somehow," your art teacher said, though her arm was trembling and her voice a bit shaky.
"Police! Shit!" One of the robbers said in their modified voices before they begin to fire at the boys in blue that appear in the other side from you, the guards joining in the fire fight.
The hostages also took this cue to escape, everyone fleeing from the fight and you three also joined in, you running slightly ahead of the women. As you turn to look back, a stray bullet hits the jewel and a burst of light blinds everyone before a massive shockwave sends everyone back. As you try to recover from light attack and shockwave, manage to see a woman's exposed butt crack before it crashes into you before you are knocked out from the hit.
With an aching head, you eventually wake up, only to find yourself pinned by two, very squishy surfaces and total darkness. The smell around you was horrid, the scent of sweat, musk, and flatulence invading your nostrils. Trying to move around, you only succeed in bringing yourself to a pulsing hole, the hole moving as if it was a sleeping beast before it was ready to wake up. It woke up as the hole opens up wide to release its minute length yawn of colon fumes from the depths of its bowels.
"Fuck, yes!" A muffled woman's voice you heard from, despite the layers of booty fat in the way, and judging from the voice, you can tell it's...
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