The quartet decided to withhold any more curses for the time being and decided to go for another bounce around town. They dressed in similar clothes to the day before with a few key differences, namely Rachel donning opera gloves and Samantha going without shoes since nothing fit on her horsecock heads feet. They decided against the mall today and opted for a trip to the park for some bouncy fun. The two bouncerbutts wore their saddlebags and carried some fun things with them, notably a few sex toys.
It was a gorgeous warm morning at the Glendale Municipal Park, and many other townsfolk decided to spend their Sunday there as well. The four girls made for quite a sight when they bounced on by, giggling gleefully and getting ready for some exercise. Chiffon was blindfolded and operated solely by Samantha’s command, feeling her calves and feet slap against her cheeks as she bounded along. Jennifer loved the feeling of the grass tickling her sensitive rump, as well as the feeling of Rachel’s filling belly thumping against her back.
“Yo, Rachel,” Samantha called, “How ‘bout a race? Loser has to buy lunch!”
“Oh you are on, sister!” Rachel accepted, “Where to?”
“I’d say from that bench to the memorial tree and back,” Samantha indicated, “We may not look it, but Chiffon is a real racehorse when she gets going.”
“With a butt like that?” Rachel snickered, “Jennifer’s dump truck is engineered for speed, since it absorbed all of her legs. We can make it, easy-peasy!”
“We’ll see about that,” Samantha challenged, “Ready on my mark!” Jennifer and Chiffon, realizing they were gonna start racing, got into the bouncerbutt equivalent of a sprinter’s stance. Rachel held tightly to Jenny’s reins.
“3!”
“2!”
“1!”
“BOUNCE!”