You looked up past long, thick, tan legs to tight blue jean shorts and a crop top barely holding back a pair of massive breasts to a beautiful round face. She was a young Hispanic girl you recognized. Her name was Jackie, you thought. You'd seen her around the neighborhood a few times, usually when she was on a run. You thought her family lived somewhere close to you, though you reckoned she went to college in the city.
Regardless, you were utterly confused by why she was here.
"Hello?" You asked.
She leaned down, her massive cleavage almost pouring out with a jiggle as she did.
"Aw, hey little guy! Did your parents already leave?"
What? Your parents? You sighed as you realized she thought you were a baby. You opened your mouth to protest when Jackie suddenly swooped you up, hugging you tight to her enormous chest. Despite becoming instantly aroused, you were also frustrated as your words muffled against her breasts. You tried to pull away, but she kept one hand on your head, pushing your face tight into her cleavage as practically your entire body was pressed against her chest.
"Well, your parents said they might be gone by the time I got over here. So let's get going, Lucas."
Lucas? The Anderson's baby boy?
What you didn't know was the Andersons, who lived next door to you, had planned a week-long getaway and hired Jackie, who had experience with her job at a nearby daycare, to take care of you. Unfortunately for you, they had decided last second to take Lucas with them without telling her and, somehow, Jackie had gotten the house wrong by one, resulting in this mishap.
Unfortunately, there was no way for you to do a thing as Jackie carried you out and...
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