“Looks like somebody’s late again.” Brenna says as you try to be nonchalant about sneaking in to the back yard of the day care. The daycare gets busy quickly in the mornings around drop off time, and you’ve learned that if you’re stealthy about it, you can sneak in to the backyard a few minutes late, amid the kids who have gotten there early, and make it look like you’ve been there all along. If Brenna catches you, though, you know you’re going to take a little bit of crap over it.
“Yeah, yeah” You say dismissively “I had a long night, give me a break.” Of course, you’d never give this kind of an excuse to Miss Strongut, but Brenna is 23, the youngest member of the day care staff, and the two of you are able to joke around and even flirt some times. Although, you always keep in mind that she’s a dangerous girl to flirt with. She’s about 5’ 6” with a sturdy but sexy figure, straight brown hair, blue eyes, a snaggletoothed smile (that is somehow very endearing ) and a massive chest. In fact, you notice that her chest, as humongous as it usually is, is swollen up this morning and she’s popping out of her blue, buttondown work shirt (which she, as always, has left partially unbuttoned to show off her clevage).
“I swear, I ought to turn you in to Miss Strongut.” She says teasingly. “We ought to shitcan you and get ourselves a new whipping boy… one that actually shows up.” With the shitcan pun, now she’s doing a teasing of a different type. If you got fired from this job, “shitcanning” is probably a very accurate description of what will happen. Still, it’s Brenna and you know she’s only teasing, so you laugh it off. She smiles at you a little, while doing her best to keep her eye on the children running around in the back yard.
“You guys know you love me and couldn’t live without me.” You say, trying to be as charming as you can. “Besides, who else are you going to find to change diapers and clean up shit all day.” With Brenna keeping one eye on the kids, you use this as an opportunity to sneak a peek at her chest. You’re not crazy.. it’s definitely swollen up. Holy shit, did it just move?! She turns back and you immediately move your eyes back to hers.
“Speaking of your job, it looks like you’re going to be having a busy morning.” Brenna says, handing you a clipboard with the morning tasks on it.
“Great.” You mumble.
“You’re going to want to start with the staff bathroom. Toilet’s backed up again.” She says, before leaning in with a whisper “That’s my fault. Sorry.” You give her a playful glare, but a part of you is excited by this. Not just her being somewhat taboo, but because of all the staff, Brenna’s messes were the most enjoyable to clean up. “Then you’ve got the girls’ room. We had a big mess in the training toilet already this morning, so you’ll have to get that cleaned up.” Always the trainer toilet, you think. They really ought to get a bigger toilet for those girls. “And then baby Kirstin finally had big brother, so she’s going to need a big time change in a couple of hours.” Brenna completes the list and looks at you. “Another crappy day, huh?”
“Ha ha.” You say.
“Alright, get to work before Strongut catches you.” She says, turning back to the kids. You hold the clipboard in disbelief, and try to get her attention again.
“Hold on a second!” You say. “You’re just going to give me my list and leave without telling me who you’ve got in your chest?”
“God” Brenna says rolling her eyes “You always have to ask! Why do you need to know?”
“I just like to keep a running tally is all.” You say. “I mean it gets so hard to keep track…”
“One of the dads was ogling them at drop off this morning.” Brenna says, “them” obviously referring to her breasts. “I mean, if he likes them that much, I figure let him be a part of them.”
“So you just breast vored some creepy guy at work. Real classy.” You tease.
“I’m thinking about using the excess to feed some of the little ones around lunch time. What do you think?” She says, squeezing her boobs together, obviously taunting you at this point. You once again see something twitch about inside.
“Save a taste for me.” You joke. “And don’t give away too much. You wouldn’t want to drop down to a size F or something.”
“You’d better watch it!” She says, lightly punching your arm. “There’s always room for you too.” The man, or remains of a man, inside her breasts spasm rapidly. “Now get to work before I tell on you!” Brenna says.
“Yes ma’am.” You say with a smile as you take the clipboard and walk off.
But where do you go?
