Jennifer and Rachel decided to browse the food court, since they were at the mall after all.
“Ooh, we should totally get some Cinnabon!” Jennifer suggested upon spying the cinnamon roll stall, “The diet guide the nurse gave me said bouncerbutts need more sugar, and plus... it’s freaking Cinnabon!”
“That’s true, but do you really want that to be your whole meal?” Rachel asked, “We could get some stuff at the Panda Express over there.”
“Meh... I’m not feeling Chinese food,” Jennifer sighed, “and the only thing worth eating there is the orange chicken. We could get a Sbarro pizza!”
“Not a bad idea,” Rachel nodded, looking around the court some more, “Put it in the maybe pile. Oh god, is that a McDonald’s?”
“Sheesh, not a mall food court McDonald’s,” Jennifer said, “Not worth it. I can’t believe they replaced the Wentzel’s Pretzels with that. I loved Wentzel’s! Oof, and they put a Starbucks right next to it when the Orange Julius was.”
“Hey at least the gourmet ice cream place is still going,” Rachel noticed, “Oh hey, so’s the Wolfgang Puck!”
“I don’t even know what I’d get there,” Jennifer groaned, “but... it beats Sbarro pizza.”
They were soon joined once more by Chiffon and Samantha who were finally getting the hang of the whole blindfolded mobility thing. As the other pair approached, the goth cheerleader noticed something peculiar about Rachel’s heels.
“Oh shit, Rachel!” Samantha smirked, “Are those heels like actually coming out of your feet? I didn’t know you were into the body modding scene! Explains how your ass turned concave, which now I look at it is kinda genius. It makes it look like you’re growing out of Jenny’s ass!”
“Uhh... yup! That... that was the whole idea! Heh heh...” Rachel nervously laughed through a forced smile. Jennifer was catching on, but even she could see through it.
“Might give it a try with me and Chiffon,” Samantha shrugged, “really make us closer.”
“So where we eating?” Chiffon asked, “The food court? Did you hear they replaced the pretzel place with a McDonald’s? So not worth it!”
“I know, right?” Jennifer agreed, “That’s what I’m saying!”
“We’re gonna try the Wolfgang Puck Express,” Rachel explained, “Let’s go find a table.”
As it turned out, they were able to find a table that accommodated bouncerbutts with riders and were ordering within minutes. They decided to talk some more while they waited, and the first topic of conversation concerned what the bombshells were going to do now that they weren’t cheerleaders anymore.
“I wanted to try that booty sumo thing that Mrs. Gill mentioned,” Jennifer said, “So cool that we have our own sports!”
“I did some reading on it,” Samantha said, “and apparently you’re supposed to shuffle instead of bounce. Also, no riders allowed. Sorry Rachel.”
“I can live with it,” the other rider shrugged, “and hey, if more giants blow up, we could also form a bouncerbutt polo team! That’ll be interesting!”
“Ooh, I would really feel like a horse!” Chiffon giggled, “I feel like one now, but I’d be even more of one if we started a polo team! Hey, do you think they could do dressage competitions for us boingy girls? Maybe they could adapt other horse sports!”
“Okay Chiffy, quit horsing around,” Jennifer giggled, “Though, that does sound pretty cool. What do you think Rachel?”
“I think you’d make for the best show pony out there,” Rachel said, “especially with an ass like this.” She gave it a hearty smack that made them both shiver with pleasure.
“So how’re the new saddle bags?” Samantha asked.
“Really good,” Jennifer nodded, “They slap against my cheeks when I boing around and, well, you know how bouncerbutts handle booty slapping.”
“I certainly do,” Samantha nodded.
Soon their food was brought out and the conversation turned in a different direction...