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"Enjoy your vacation, Brad—sorry, Barbara Pinneaple Butt. If you wanted to go to a deserted island so badly so you wouldn't have to put up with my mother, your wishes have come true."

"No Tammy, wait, I—didn't mean—really. It was—just a joke," Barbara gasped pitifully.

Poor Barbara, she just wanted to go on vacation alone with her girlfriend Tammy, away from her mother-in-law. And now she was trapped on this ridiculous islet. And that tight dress compressed her chest and barely let her breathe. Not to mention that the tulle and sequin skirt was wrapped so tightly around her legs that even if she had room to run, she couldn't have taken more than short, hesitant, shaky girlish steps. The 7-inch platform heels that sank into the sand didn't help either.

'While we're partying with this group of very nice and handsome guys who have brought us up on their yacht, we'll think about whether we came looking for you,' said Tammy.

"Although there are still other ways to earn your freedom, right guys? Who would like a good session of horny insatiable sissy pleasure? Everyone? I thought so." shouted Barbara's mother-in-law as she giggled.

"Ciao, beautiful Barbara. We'll be back soon so you can show these attractive guys how much you want to get off that islet."

" And don't worry, Barbara, in the Mediterranean there are no sharks. At least in the water," mother and daughter laughed in unison as they sailed out of reach of the Barbara Pinneaple Butt.

"Oh, gosh. If only I could rock this little outfit on the streets of Rome…" Barbara Pinneaple Butt meowed.

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"Enjoy your vacation, Brad—sorry, Barbara Pinneaple Butt. If you wanted to go to a deserted island so badly so you wouldn't have to put up with my mother, your wishes have come true."

"No Tammy, wait, I—didn't mean—really. It was—just a joke," Barbara gasped pitifully.

Poor Barbara, she just wanted to go on vacation alone with her girlfriend Tammy, away from her mother-in-law. And now she was trapped on this ridiculous islet. And that tight dress compressed her chest and barely let her breathe. Not to mention that the tulle and sequin skirt was wrapped so tightly around her legs that even if she had room to run, she couldn't have taken more than short, hesitant, shaky girlish steps. The 7-inch platform heels that sank into the sand didn't help either.

'While we're partying with this group of very nice and handsome guys who have brought us up on their yacht, we'll think about whether we came looking for you,' said Tammy.

"Although there are still other ways to earn your freedom, right guys? Who would like a good session of horny insatiable sissy pleasure? Everyone? I thought so." shouted Barbara's mother-in-law as she giggled.

"Ciao, beautiful Barbara. We'll be back soon so you can show these attractive guys how much you want to get off that islet."

" And don't worry, Barbara, in the Mediterranean there are no sharks. At least in the water," mother and daughter laughed in unison as they sailed out of reach of the Barbara Pinneaple Butt.

"Oh, gosh. If only I could rock this little outfit on the streets of Rome…" Barbara Pinneaple Butt meowed.