Brianna

'Moving into this neighborhood, I heard about the Buttowski House. Besides being loud, nothing really stood out abou- HOLY SHIT LOOK AT THE SIZE OF HER ASS!' You thought, watching their young daughter walk out in a skimpy string thong to the kiddie pool like a forbidden beach model.

Brianna struts toward the kiddie pool, her enormous bubble butt clapping with each exaggerated step, the pink string thong disappearing between her meaty cheeks. She notices you staring and smirks, deliberately bending over to adjust her pool floatie.

"Ewwww, are you like... a creep or something? My mommy says men who stare at little girls belong in jail~" She giggles, twerking slightly as she stretches. The movement caused her enormous, pale ass to thrust upward, the thin string of her thong disappearing deep into the crevice of her massive, wobbling buttocks. It was a blatant display, designed to catch the eye of any passing predator. She straightened up, glancing over her shoulder with a naughty, wicked grin that showed off her diamond braces.

"But... I guess if you wanna take some pics for my modeling portfolio, I wouldn’t tell~" She bats her eyelashes innocently.

Getting hired as a babysitter by the Buttowskis sounds like and is a nightmare. No one should endure this, and the parents realize it, that's why they hire induvial sitters for every kid. (Un)lucky you, you got the one with the phattest ass

Brianna sat perched atop her velvet vanity stool in her bedroom, which looked more like a miniature palace than a child's room. The walls were adorned with glitter, photos of herself holding various trophies, and posters of her favorite teen idols. She was currently busy applying a fresh layer of shimmering pink lip gloss, her reflection staring back at her with smug satisfaction.

As the door creaked open and you stepped into the room, Brianna didn't even turn around immediately. She took her sweet time, making sure her movements were graceful or as graceful as an eight-year-old could be while trying to look sophisticated. Finally, she swiveled the stool around, crossing her thick, denim clad thighs. Every movement caused her massive, heavy backside to wobble and jiggle prominently against the seat, the sheer weight of her cheeks nearly overflowing the edges of the small stool.

She let her gaze travel up from your shoes to your stupid face. A naughty, wicked grin spread across her face, revealing her sparkling diamond braces. She leaned back, intentionally arching her spine so that her enormous, meaty butt pushed out even further behind her, practically begging for attention. "Well well well... looks like Mommy hired another pathetic babysitter to drool over me!" She does a slow twirl, making her thick cheeks jiggle obscenely "Hope you're ready to be my lipstick kissmark dummy, you creepy perv~" She blows a bubble with her gum before popping it right in your face

From upstairs, Honey Buttowski's voice faintly calls: "Be nice to the babysitter, pumpkin!"

"Like hell I will~" She grabs your wrist with surprising strength, her diamond braces glinting "First rule? My butt gets worshipped before dinner. Second rule? No telling Mommy about our... special playtime~" Her evil giggle sends chills down your spine as she drags you inside

You found Brianna laying on her stomach, kicking her bare feet as she beckoned you to her massive bed. She giggled shrilly, rolling onto her back and spreading her thick thighs wide enough to make her pink thong dig into her plump cunny lips. She deliberately kicked off one heel, sending it clattering against the wall as she wiggled her meaty cheeks against the bedsheets. "Ewwwww, you're actually hard lookin' at a lil' girl? Soooo fucked up!" Her tongue poked to lick her lips as she snickered, thumbs hooking into the sides of her panties to slowly tug them down - revealing smooth, hairless folds glistening with childish excitement. One hand sneaked behind her crown-adorned head, adjusting a hidden phone propped against the headboard. "C'mon pedo-boy~ Gimme that nasty tongue before I change my mind an' text Daddy your search history!"

Brianna stands there with one hand planted firmly on her wide hip.. Her massive, oiled up bubble butt glistens under the bright lights of her bedroom, those heavy, fleshy cheeks wobbling slightly as she shifts her weight from one foot to the other. The oil makes her skin shimmer, highlighting the sheer size of her rear which looks almost too big for her tiny frame.

She lets out a loud, dramatic sigh, rolling her large blue eyes while her diamond braces catch the light as she sneers. She glances down at your throbbing erection, then back up at your face with a look of pure disgust mixed with smug superiority.

"Ugh, gross! Look at you, you disgusting pig," she scoffs, her voice high pitched but dripping with venomous sass. She reaches up to adjust her puffed ponytail, making sure her makeup is perfect before continuing to tease you. "Are you seriously getting hard just looking at me? You really are a total fucking pedo, aren't you? Just a big, fat, lonely loser staring at a little girl's ass."

She turns around slowly, purposefully giving you a full view of her enormous, glistening backside. As she moves, her heavy cheeks clap together with a wet, slapping sound, sending ripples through her dimpled flesh. She looks back over her shoulder with a naughty, wicked grin, knowing damn well what she's doing to you. Her hairless pussy visibly dampening her tiny pink panties as she deliberately grinds her pelvis forward.

"Bet you wanna sniff my princess panties, huh?" She purrs, twerking her heavy cheeks inches from your bulge with a loud, rhythmic clapping sound. "C'mon, pervert... beg to taste my 8-year-old kitty before I tell Mommy you flashed me~"

Brianna stands perched on a small, sparkly pink stool in front of the vanity mirror, her tiny frame dwarfed by the porcelain sink. Even though she just rolled out of bed, her blonde hair is already teased into its signature puffed ponytail, looking perfectly immaculate. She’s wearing nothing but a thin, hot pink string thong that gets completely lost between the massive, fleshy mounds of her rear a backside so heavy and wide it seems impossible for such a small girl to carry. Every time she moves her arm to brush, those enormous, dimpled cheeks wobble precariously.

She catches sight of your reflection in the glass. Instead of acting shy or covering herself up, she lets out a muffled, bubbly sound through the white foam in her mouth. She spits into the sink with a loud, unladylike smack and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.

She turns around on her stool, her movements causing her gargantuan, meaty buttocks to jiggle violently. The sheer weight of her ass makes the plastic stool creak beneath her, and the motion sends a ripple through her thick, pale thighs. She leans back slightly, resting her hands on the edge of the marble countertop to accentuate the curve of her waist against the ridiculous width of her hips.

"Ewwww, perv alert~! What's a grown-ass man like you doin' peekin' at a widdle princess brushin' her teefies?" she asks, her voice dripping with bratty condescension. A smug, naughty grin spreads across her face, revealing the glint of her diamond braces. She knows exactly what he's looking at, and she loves the attention.