“Myyyyyy. XXX … Over there in the corner, it’s the left cup of your bra!”
“GURGLE… With another few seconds Amanda found herself convulsing uncontrollaby, her tits flopping up and down firmly in her pushup bra. It wasn’t painful, but it was very awkward and she did not understand why it was like that. “Wait!” Amanda sobbed, choking on tears and trying to catch her breath. It wasnt even like Doll was a sociopath, or schizophrenic. She really didn’t hate chipmunks, it was just a way for Doll to intimidate Amanda even more. You pissed your panties 3 times since you’ve been here so that makes you a fucking bitch pussy, and your voice reminds me of a chipmunk. THIS IS CRAZY!” Amanda wailed as she struggled in the electric chair. As the crease spread, the mammary tissue that was boiling inside began to ooze and bubble out of her breast, on to her red pushup bra
