It was around 12pm on Saturday and two youths walked down the boulevard laughing and jostling each other. Alisa laid on Adam's arm in a succulent display of affection. Soon their travel stopped in front of a brightly neon green arcade store 'The Renegade', it was moderately filled with other young kids.
"The Renegade?" Alisa questioned, Adam's face lit up.
"I remember this place! The town's only arcade." Adam said in nostalgia. "Come on we gotta go in."
Alisa allowed her hubby to bring her inside. It was a surprisingly large arcade, just from the front alone Alisa could see about twenty or so game cabinets. And peering farther inwards, it was easy to tell there were more hidden away from view. "I'm gonna get a few coins, go find us a game you want to play."
Alisa waved her boyfriend off then wandered deep into the building. She stared at a bunch of arcade cabinets, trying to find one that caught her fancy. Soon, there was a sight that did catch her attention, and it sure as hell wasn't a cabinet.
A pair of flare pants were wrapped around the biggest, plumpest, butt she could see. And from the looks of it, the owner wasn't wearing any panties. Trying to best to ignore that fact, she focused on the rest of this strange woman. She seemed to be wearing a purple hoodie, with a mane of brown bordering on blonde hair.
She turned and Alisa could see that the stranger was considerably thinner than her big bottom gave credence for. The younger woman couldn't help but wonder what genetics blessed her to possess a plump bottom.
"Hey, eyes up here." The stranger said. Alisa blinked before she realized the stranger was talking to her.
"Sorry."
"No problem, I know I got a good tush." The stranger chuckled. "Grace."
"I'm Alisa. Watchu playing?"
"A fighting game; two player though I haven't gotten another to play with me." Grace looked at Alisa. "Wanna join? I got a few coins for us."
"Sure." Alisa shrugged, Adam hadn't come back yet and it wouldn't hurt just to play around with this big ass gal. She went to the other joystick and slowly became accumulated with the controls. After a few tutorials from Grace, Alisa felt ready to play.
Big mistake.
She lost five times in a row, dampening Alisa's joy. Grace was a good sport though, besides one little scene where after winning a third time, Alisa could hear her faintly say "Thank god, I can wear my jeans again."
Finally, she was done and thanked Grace for her game. She turned just in time to see Adam bustling with coins in a cute little pouch. He held it up like a barbarian after sacking a city.
"They had this on sale, I just had to get it for us!" Alisa walked to her boyfriend, who looked at Grace pulling up her flare pants. "Who's that?"
"Grace, don't know her last name. She seems nice." Alisa patted her partner's shoulder. "Let's find another game."
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