Life was happy for Janet. She lived in a nice house on a generous penchant. She had two space hoppers for butt cheeks that were really fun to bounce around on. Plus, she had a super supportive boyfriend who loved her oh so much. Bouncerbutts were usually giddy, but Janet felt that especially!
Janet wakes up with the sunrise every morning with a smile on her face. She usually gets plenty of sleep every night to have as much bouncing energy as she can. She takes a nice hot shower, taking care to scrub her humongous heinie thoroughly. Going to the bathroom is tricky, but she manages, and luckily she’s flexible enough to reach where she needs to to keep clean.
She has breakfast with her boyfriend Mark, who is a really great cook. He knows all of her favorite foods and cooks them just how she likes. Eggs sunny side up with avocado toast, pancakes with sausage, or fruity crepes are what they usually eat together, and she makes sure to help with the dishes as best she can.
Janet likes to join Mark on runs around town. She can bounce fast enough to keep pace with him and where he’s panting and sweaty afterwards, she’s still got enough energy to spare. Occasionally she’ll run into her old coworkers on weekends and they’ll chat about work and life things, and she’ll talk about how her retirement’s going and how much fun having a bouncy bubble butt is.
One day, she was hopping around the park with Mark, enjoying herself in the springtime air and the feeling of springing into the air, when she noticed the sound of ripping yoga pants a few yards away. It looked like another lady was about to transform into a bouncerbutt too. She stopped bouncing momentarily to watch with rapt fascination. Mark was getting his phone out to call the support team, which was a really smart idea. Janet admired him for his brains, something she didn’t use as much herself ever since her booty got too big for her to walk.
Janet had seen a few other women transform before, and she knew how it usually went down. They would struggle to stay standing on their feet as their backsides blew up and involuntary jiggled and bounced in an attempt to upset their balance and get them bouncing. She had seen so many nip slips, shirt shreddings, and bras breaking from breast inflation at this point that it was starting to get funny. She watched their valiant attempts to keep a straight face so often that it kind of made her worry about society sometimes.
She watched the new girl finally fall onto her booty and take her first bounce. Janet remembered her first bounce. The first moment her cheeks touched the linoleum at the Burger King was one of the most liberating things she had ever felt, and the first bounce almost sent her head through the ceiling! Seeing this new girl revel in the initial high of her newfound existence was like watching a baby take its first steps.
Janet tapped Mark on the shoulder after he finished talking to the support team, and pointed at the newborn bouncing bombshell.
“Lookie lookie!” she giggled, “She’s like me now!”
“I can see that,” Mark nodded, “Seems like more and more people are testing positive for it than ever.”
“Mmm,” Janet cooed, “Lotsa more bouncerbutts these days. No know why they keep from bouncing for so long. Going boingy boingy is the best... Say, Marky? Wanna go say hi?”
“Probably a good idea,” Mark agreed, “Let’s go say hello. She’s probably gonna need help before the support team arrives.”
“Yeah yeah,” Janet nodded excitedly, “New bouncy friend! Hee hee hee! Bouncy boingy booty! Hooray!”