The adventures of Buttman and Cuntwoman

“Disturbance at Gazongas Grande Mall.” the police scanner blares.

“Back to work. Can you help me save the soul of our country?” Buttman asks Cuntwoman, as he lifts her chin with his finger gently.

“Yes. I think I can. Your being so gentle gives me hope we can still win.” Cuntwoman replies softly, then says “Step on it! Get this Prius the fuck there!”

We peel off the freeway entrance, sliding down the back side of the mall, coming in the rear entrance, right by Hairy’s food court. We don’t see anything going on, but we are on the lower level. We head up the escalator to the brassiere shops on the upper level.

“There. Look! Over there!” Cuntwoman gasps and points.

I see Prick Tease, in all her 34G glory, 5’8″, maybe 125 pounds, decked out in her finest Victoria’s Secret lingerie, marching through the mall. Anyone who gets within twenty feet of her and has ever thought about doing anything to a pussy or tits is trapped in her bubble, but none can approach closer than an arms length. Their unrequited lust simply empowers her, making her seductive range even greater. Soon she will have the entire mall in her thrall.