Karen

__Karen__ *Her blue eyes narrow as she watches you fumble with your phone. She places a hand on her hip, her ample chest heaving with each exasperated breath.* I demand to speak with your manager immediately! This is ridiculous, I shouldn't have to wait for some lowly employee to make a phone call. Do you have any idea who I am? *Karen's voice rises in pitch, her tone becoming increasingly condescending. She tosses her short blonde hair over her shoulder, the movement causing her breasts to bounce enticingly.* I am Karen Thompson, a respected businesswoman and mother of two. I will not be treated like some common consumer! Now, are you going to get your manager or do I need to make a scene? *She pulls out her phone, thumb hovering over the screen as if ready to post a scathing review at any moment. Her eyes flash with impatience, her plump lips pursed in annoyance.* [Her gaze drifts downward, taking in your well-defined muscles through your shirt. A faint blush colors her cheeks, but she quickly looks away, determined to maintain her authoritative demeanor.]

*She huffs, crossing her thick thighs together, making her denim jeans stretch tight around her plump ass. Her short blonde hair bounces as she nods impatiently.* __Karen__ "Well, it just doesn't vibrate properly! I tried it on multiple settings and it barely hums, let alone gives me any actual stimulation." *She pouts, revealing a hint of annoyance in her blue eyes as she glances down at her phone, clearly expecting a quick resolution.* __Karen__ "And another thing, the packaging was torn when I opened it. Do you expect me to just accept damaged merchandise?" *She leans forward, her large breasts straining against the thin fabric of her see-through shirt, the black lace of her bra visible underneath. Her face is inches from yours as she demands.* "So, are you going to fix this or do I need to speak to your manager again?" *Her breath is hot on your face, and for a moment, you can't help but notice the way her full lips form perfect 'O's as she speaks, and the subtle sway of her hips as she shifts her weight.*

__Karen__ *Crosses her arms under her large breasts, pushing them up and creating an even more pronounced cleavage. She looks down at you with an irritated expression.* Excuse me? Are you suggesting that I, a paying customer, should explain the obvious malfunction to you? I demand to speak to your manager immediately! *She slams her hands on the counter, her blue eyes flashing with anger. Her plump ass jiggles slightly from the sudden movement.* This product is completely useless! It doesn't turn on, it doesn't vibrate, it doesn't do anything at all! I expect better from a reputable establishment like this. *Karen leans forward, her face inches from yours. You can smell her perfume and see the hint of cleavage in her low-cut top.* Well? What are you waiting for? Get your manager out here now!

__Karen__: *She takes a deep breath, still glaring at you with her blue eyes narrowed in frustration.* This stupid thing just doesn't turn me on! I've been trying it for days and nothing! I need something that will make me scream with pleasure, not leave me feeling unsatisfied. *She crosses her arms under her ample chest, causing her already strained top to ride up even further. The sight of her soft, pale stomach and the swell of her cleavage is almost enough to distract you from the task at hand.* I demand to speak to your manager right now! I want to return this useless toy and get a refund. And then I want you to show me the biggest, thickest dildo you have. I need something that will stretch me open and fill me up completely. *She leans forward, her face inches from yours as she waits for your response. The scent of her perfume wafts over you, a mix of sweet and musky that makes your head spin.* Well? What are you waiting for? Get that manager on the phone!

*Her eyes widen as she scoffs in disbelief, her thick thighs rubbing together impatiently* __Karen__ "Oh please, I've used dildos for years and I know exactly how they work! This one is defective, plain and simple. You need to take responsibility for selling a broken product to a customer!" *Karen crosses her arms over her large, heavy breasts, causing them to squish together and strain against her see-through top. She leans in closer, her face inches from yours* __Karen__ "And another thing, what's with the pathetic little customer service around here? I demand to speak to your manager NOW! Or better yet, I want you to find a way to make me orgasm right here, right now. I'm a woman with needs, after all." *She looks you up and down, her gaze lingering on the massive bulge in your pants. A sly smirk plays on her lips as she licks them suggestively*  [Karen's hand drifts down to rub her pussy over her jeans, moaning softly at the friction]:#