Sweet and Tart (Literature)

The city bus, TRAC, came to a halt on the corner. With a halt and a screech, the door hissed open, and off the bus hopped Candice, her ample breasts jiggling slightly as she jumped onto the sidewalk, an excited grin on her face. Today was the first day of her new summer job at Tasty’s Frozen Yogurt shop, a corner shop in the humble market plaza, and a favorite of Candice’s! Candice loved to pop in to treat herself with her favorite: Sweet and Tart with some coconut shavings, a tiny reward for each time she aced her tests. And with her academic skills, she treated herself probably more than she should!

The owner, Gertrude, always enjoyed Candice coming in. On the chubbier side, the pleasant old lady had been running the store for the better part of two decades, which Candice found fascinating. Who wouldn’t want to make a living giving people sweets? Unfortunately, last time Candice had come in, she found Gertrude on crutches, apparently having suffered a sprained ankle. It was then Gertrude offered Candice a part-time position at the store, since she could only do so much while injured. Candice was quick to accept! After the fiasco at the pet shop, Candice was looking for some extra work. It meant having to sideline an opportunity to intern at a high-profile chemical lab, but Candice was drawn more to the humble, quaint store in a nice and quiet corner of the town. Already clad in the uniform, Candice was full of excited energy to get started! The uniform wasn’t fancy, just a white button-down work-shirt with the store logo embroidered on the breast pocket and a pair of navy-blue slacks. The shirt fit fine, but Candice kept having to adjust the pants as she walked. Given how her sizable booty sometimes made pants too tight, Candice had told Gertrude to err on the larger side when it came to picking a pair of pants, but this might have been a bit too much. Candice would’ve worn a belt, but she didn’t have any that matched, and she wanted to look good on her first day. It wasn’t like they were falling down or anything, just the only little annoyance. Otherwise, Candice felt downright sunny!

Soon enough, Candice reached the store. As she opened the door, the bell at the top rang out a charming ‘ding!’. It wasn’t a big store, a one-room boutique filled with pastel colors and styled like a 50s side shop, a style that was what originally drew Candice to the store. The pink, glass-base counter at the back of the store had the cash register, jars of toppings, napkins, and spoons. On the left wall were the fro-yo dispensers, ranging from standard vanilla and chocolate, all the way to Candice’s favorite Sweet and Tart. Beside some of the tables, next to the wall of booths, someone was sweeping. As Candice closed the door, out of the corner of her eye, she thought it must be Gertrude, healed up already. Smiling, she turned to say her greetings, only to stop in her tracks. It wasn’t Gertrude at all.

The girl must have been roughly Candice’s age, but stood a bit taller than Candice. Her light-purple hair was super long, messy bangs hanging over her face and the rest of her hair almost reaching her hips, but that wasn’t what made Candice freeze. ‘Hourglass figure’ was nowhere near justice for this girl. She was incredibly well-endowed, even more than Candice, and her butt was almost as ample, with a very narrow waist between the two assets. Her work-shirt buttons were hanging on for dear life with how busty her chest was, and her butt filled out her black slacks to the point her waistband was only hovering over the small of her back.

Candice shook her head, realizing she was staring way too creepily long. Fixing her own hair, Candice strode over to the other girl to make introductions. Walking up to the girl’s side as she swept inside the booth, Candice extended her hand and grinned. “Hi, I’m Candice? We must be coworkers!”

“Eek!” The girl jumped, pulling the broom so close to her chest the handle was buried between her breasts. Between how they flopped down from the jump and with the handle pushing on the buttons, Candice was surprised those boobs didn’t bust out of the shirt. The girl was quick to move the broom away, nervously giggling and fixing her hair. “Sorry, sorry! Lost in my thoughts, I guess! Sorry!” The girl looked down and saw Candice’s outstretched hand and quickly moved to take it. She missed a bit, at first, taking a while to wrap a stable grip around Candice’s hand. “I- I’m Mallory!” Then she shook Candice’s hand too long, making both their hands awkwardly sweaty. It took Mallory a second to realize this before quickly pulling her hand away. “Sorry, sorry… Little nervous…. It’s my first day here.”

Candice couldn’t help but giggle. “Mine too. Pleasure to meet you!”

Mallory continued to fidget with her hair, sheepishly grinning. “You… you too.”

Gertrude shoving open the office door made both girls jump. The elderly shop owner crutched her way over to the pair, beaming at the two. “Candice! How nice to see you! I see you’ve met Mallory. Such sweet girls, both of you! Sorry to do this to you, but I’ve got to rush out. Doctor’s appointment for this ankle!” Gertrude stuck out her injured leg, then began to crutch over to the door. “I’ve no doubt the two of you will be fine without me!”

As Candice realized Gertrude was implying they would have to open up the store, she tried to run after the shop owner. “Hey, Gertrude!” But the old woman was already out the door.

Wringing her hands, Candice turned to Mallory, who had already lost all her sunniness from their conversation. “Well,” Candice said. “I guess it’s just us. We ready to open up?”

Mallory nervously smiled with just the corner of her mouth. “I… Almost, I think. I still need to mop. And… the counter needs to be wiped down…”

“I’ll take counter duty!” Candice offered, rolling up her sleeves. As she located the glass-cleaner and a good rag, Mallory disappeared to the janitor’s closet to swap out her broom for a mop and bucket. The two began to work in silence, save for the humming of the fro-yo machines churning away and a quiet 50s ditty on the radio.

As Candice wiped down the counter, she watched Mallory mop the tile floor. Mallory moved slowly, almost gloomily. Everything about her demeanor seemed down when she was left alone. Even her name, Mallory, sounded weirdly out-of-it. Hopefully it wasn’t anything Candice said… Mallory seemed so much brighter when she smiled.

As Mallory mopped past the fro-yo spigots, Candice noticed her favorite flavor, Sweet and Tart. Smiling, Candice pointed and called out, “Sweet and Tart, that’s my favorite!”

Mallory’ ocean blue eyes met Candice’s autumn brown like she had been yanked right out of a trance. Both girls stared at one another for a moment before Mallory smiled back at Candice. She pointed down the line of flavors. “Blueberry. That’s what I… That’s my favorite.”

Candice smiled wider and leaned on the counter, pointing at Mallory. “Is that why your hair’s purple?”

Mallory adjusted her hair again, giggling. “It’s my favorite color.”

“Mine too.” Candice smiled. Why did she say that? It wasn’t true. But she got the sense it would make Mallory happy. And it seemed to work. Mallory giggled again. Her entire body language seemed to have cheered up, her posture straighter. The shop seemed brighter.

Candice snapped out of it, looking at the clock. “Well, not too long before opening, now. Anything else to do?”

Also realizing what time it was, Mallory started to mop faster. “Right! We need to hurry! Uh… maybe check the topping jars, the cash register, make sure things are good…” Mallory sloshed the mop in and out of the bucket quickly, spilling sudsy water all over the tiles. “Booths! The booths need to be wiped down too, at least the tables, the seats are probably fine…” Mallory continued to mop the tiles very erratically, slowly turning redder. Candice watched Mallory for a moment, weirded out and worried by how much water she was pushing around…

Before she could say anything, though, Mallory turned away from Candice. The floor around her, however, was incredibly wet and soapy, and her foot slipped out from under her. “Whoa!” The mop clattered to the floor. Mallory tried and failed to find her footing, arms flailing and feet slipping.

“Mallory!” Candice cried out. She dove onto the counter, her boobs smushing against it, reaching out to try and grab Mallory, to steady her. She meant to grab Mallory’s shoulder or her arm, but she grabbed something else…

Candice grabbed the back of Mallory’s pants, hanging on and barely keeping Mallory from falling forward into the dispensers. The white panties Mallory was wearing peeked out, which made both girls blush. “You okay?” Candice asked.

As she fumbled for balance, Mallory looked behind herself with her eyebrows scrunched together. “Yeah… yeah… I’m sorry, I’m a big dumb klutz. I’m so sorry!”

Candice shook her head and gave a reassuring smile. “It’s okay, I’m the same way. It happens. Let’s just-“

Candice was interrupted by the sound of a zipper unzipping, as the force of her pulling on Mallory’s pants broke the button and forced her zipper down in a loud ZZZIIPPPPPPP! Mallory struggled to stand up, only to fall forward, wrapping her arms around the top of the nearest fro-yo dispenser, the back of her work-shirt riding up to expose her lower back. “Whoa!” The fall jerked Candice more over the counter, and accidentally forced Mallory’s pants down even further. Mallory’s pants had fallen around her thighs, her shapely butt cheeks wobbling, barely concealed by her white, lace-trimmed panties that were now in full view. Mallory’s pale skin flushed red. “AH! Please don’t look!”

Candice couldn’t do anything *but* look. The way Mallory’s butt cheeks jiggled and swayed under the fabric, it was almost mesmerizing. Was this how Candice’s butt looked when she was pranked? She shook her head to snap out of it. “Hold on! I’m gonna try and pull you up!” Using both hands, Candice drove her feet against the counter, trying to pull Mallory upright. Mallory eased off the fro-yo dispenser, arms out for balance. Candice kept tugging. Maybe one big pull would do it! One… two… Candice gripped harder and pulled back. Three!

RIIIIIIPPPP!

Mallory’s pants tore down the seams, the seat of her pants ripping completely off. Candice went flying back over the counter - part of Mallory’s pants in hand - landing bubble-butt first on the hard tile. Groaning, Candice looked down and realized the fall had knocked some of the buttons loose from her shirt, exposing some cleavage. But rather than covering herself, Candice threw down the torn part of Mallory’s pants and scrambled to her feet. “Mallory?!”

As she stood up, Candice gasped. What remained of Mallory’s pants was bunched up in a mess of black fabric at her feet, her frilly white panties out in plain view. Mallory had fallen at an awkward angle, the soles of her sneakers not even on the ground, and Candice realized Mallory’s shirt was caught on the spigot of the fro-yo dispenser. “Careful!” Candice cautioned, sidling her way around the counter, cautious of the still-wet floor. “I’ll come over there and-“

Again, Candice was interrupted by misfortune. As Mallory shifted, whimpering, trying to get free, the spigot cracked, and ice-cold fro-yo began spilling over her and down her shirt onto her chest. “EEK!” Mallory shrieked as cold custard gushed down her shirt, which was more damaged than Candice first realized. All but two of the buttons were missing, the shirt barely held together over Mallory’s ample chest. Mallory continued to thrash around, desperate to free herself from the spigot spewing yogurt all over her. She jerked hard to the side, and that freed her, but not as she intended.

When Mallory jerked to the side, the two remaining buttons on her work-skirt popped free and skittered away. Mallory jerked free of the dispenser, but also her shirt! Scrambling to stand and turning towards Candice, Mallory’s massive bare breasts swung free, fro-yo dripping down her cleavage and over her pert pink nipples. Both girls froze like deer in headlights. Candice was astounded. Her boobs were huge!

Finally, blushing all over her body, Mallory screamed and hugged her arms over her chest. “AHHHHH NO! Don’t look!!!” Mallory tried to back away from Candice, only to fall back into the spigot still gushing fro-yo, causing it to break all the way off! Frozen yogurt gushed out of the dispenser in a torrent, splattering all over Mallory’s hair, thighs, and naked chest.

Mallory quickly spun around to the spigot. “No! No no no! Stop! Please! Stop!” Mallory screamed in hysterics, on the verge of tears. Pushing up against the dispenser, Mallory tried in vain to stop the fro-yo, using her hands, her body, trying to catch the yogurt before it fell on the tiles, but only dousing herself in sweet-smelling custard and getting even messier. Candice watched as the poor girl bobbled around in basically just her white frilly panties. “It won’t stop! Please stop!” Mallory pleaded as more fro-yo spilled over her and onto the floor. The torrent cascaded down Mallory’s body like a waterfall, all the way down to her panties. It didn’t take long for the custard to pull them an inch lower, then send them plummeting down Mallory’s legs and into the mess forming at her ankles.

Candice’s eyes went wider than ever. Mallory was virtually naked in front of her, her huge butt cheeks swaying in front of her, jiggling and wobbling as Mallory tried so desperately to stop the yogurt! Whimpering, Mallory froze when she felt the fro-yo running cold over her bare butt and over her crotch. She looked down to see her panties gone too, then screamed. “AHHHHHHHHH!” Bending her knees inward and bringing her thighs together, Mallory let go of the yogurt and reached behind herself to cover her butt from Candice’s view. “NO! DON’T LOOK AT ME! I’M NAKED!!!”

Trying to politely avert her gaze but also trying to help, Candice called over, “Just stay calm, Mallory, it’s okay! Just come over to me, we’ll clean this up! Just come over here!”

It took Mallory a long time before she began inching her way towards Candice, panties around her ankles and fro-yo still gushing all over the store floor. Carefully, Mallory shifted to face Candice, moving her hands from her butt to her boobs and crotch. But of course, the floor was more slippery than ever, and soon Mallory was off-balance again, flailing her arms, her boobs bouncing every which way. “No no no! No!”

“I’ll catch you!” Candice reached out over the sea of fro-yo. “Come here!”

Mallory tried to get to Candice, only to trip on the yogurt and her own panties, falling towards Candice. She ended up catching Candice by wrapping her arms around her hips, bear-hugging Candice’s lower body as her own legs rested in the slop.

“I’m sorry!” Mallory buried her face into Candice’s legs as she cried. “I’m such an idiot! I’m so sorry!”

“Mallory! It- It’s okay! But you’re… My pants are…” Candice stammered, struggling to stay upright and pry free from Mallory’s embrace. Mallory was hugging Candice not so much by her hips as by her pants, and she was starting to drag them down! The waistband of Candice’s panties peeked out! Still crying, Mallory continued to accidentally bring Candice’s pants lower and lower, until her panties started getting lower as well! “Mallory! My pants!” Candice struggled, starting to slip on the fro-yo spilling over the floor, unable to get purchase on either Mallory’s shoulders or her own pants. Candice couldn’t do anything as her pants and panties were dragged past her butt down her legs, until her bare pussy was revealed.

Mallory sensed the pants getting lower, and looked up to see Candice’s ‘lips’ right next to her own! Redder than ever and eyes wide with shock, Mallory began to shake her head. “I am SO SO SORRY!” she cried out.

“It’s… it’s…” Shocked herself, Candice tried to lift herself up using the counter, adjusting her footing to stand up, but slipped and fell forward, burying Mallory’s face in her crotch! Candice gasped, and so did Mallory, a hot rush of air against Candice’s pussy!

Mallory began to shake her head and apologize profusely, her face still pushed up against Candice’s crotch. “I’m so sorry!” Mallory repeatedly tried to mumble, but only succeeded in tickling Candice’s crotch with her mouth! Candice tried and tried again to lift herself upright, but the slippery floor and her weakening knees just meant her crotch and Mallory’s face kept hitting into one another again! And with Mallory’s freezing cold breasts rubbing against her legs, the yogurt splattering over them both… Candice was getting lightheaded from the sudden arousal! Her bubble butt pressed into the glass of the counter behind her, her bare skin squeaking as she wiggled against it. Candice couldn’t believe what was happening! This was so different from the pranks her bullies played against her! And she didn’t even know this girl! Candice nearly moaned aloud as Mallory breathily tried to apologize for the tenth time! “A-ahhhnnnn” Candice cried out.

Suddenly, the chime of the door opening made Candice and Mallory tense. “Oh would you believe it, I left without my own damn purse! I swear if my head wasn’t attached to my shoulders…” Candice’s eyes went wide as dinner plates as Gertrude hopped back into the store. The kind old woman carefully eased the door shut behind her as well as she could, but when she turned to look at Candice and Mallory, her smile immediately evaporated. Yogurt was pouring all over the floor, the mop and bucket were spilled over, and leaning on the counter was Candice, naked from the waist down, with a fully-nude Mallory wrapped around her legs, face pressed against her crotch. The look on Gertrude’s face was like she had been turned to stone! Hearing the shop owner’s voice, Mallory squeezed Candice’s legs harder, tickling Candice with her hair and making Candice gasp again. And to make matters worst of all, the remaining button on Candice’s work-shirt popped off and shot across the store. Her shirt fell from covering her chest, revealing her bare boobs. Now they were both naked in front of their very bewildered boss!

It took Gertrude a long time to shake out of her shock, frowning as she continued to shake her head. “I… While I can appreciate you too getting along…” She trailed off and shook her head again, grabbing her purse off the nearby coat rack. “The store will remain closed today. When I get back, I need to talk with the both of you.” And still shaking her head, the old woman hobbled out of her store.

The dispenser stopped gushing Sweet and Tart fro-yo, finally emptied out. It was like finally letting out a breath. Mallory released her grip on Candice, falling back and shivering as her big bare ass landed with a splash in the yogurt. Candice slid down the counter and did the same as her own enormous hiney hit the ground. Both girls sat there for a while, panting.

Mallory was the one to break the silence, making fists and hitting them against the yogurt, face red with embarrassment and anger. “I can’t believe this happened… Why here? Why now?!”

Inching her pants back up her legs and breathing slowly to ride out any remaining arousal, Candice cocked her head at Mallory. “Has something like this happened to you before?”

Mallory hesitated., balling her fists over her breasts. “No… maybe…” She sighed, voice trembling. “I’m just so clumsy and stupid… You’ve probably never had anything like this happen to you in your life…”

Candice smiled bashfully. “Actually… maybe once a week. If I’m lucky.”

“What?!” Mallory was bewildered. “Really?! And you’re still so… happy and outgoing… How do you do it?”

“Oh…” Candice thought about it, unsure how to answer. “I dunno, I guess. I just keep going, y’know? It’s embarrassing, but… it’s temporary. Kinda.” Candice shook her head. “What I mean is that… I don’t let one bad thing get me down. And yeah, it might happen again… a lot… But…” Candice smiled. “But it doesn’t mean you can’t be happy. You just keep going. That’s all.”

Mallory sat quiet for a moment before she slowly began to nod. “That sounds… okay.” Mallory smiled at Candice. “Guess I never thought like that before.” The two girls smiled at one another, bonding over a bizarre series of unfortunate events.

“Well,” Candice stood, pulling her pants back up. “Better clean up. Least we can do for Gertrude.” Adjusting her shirt, trying and failing to get it to stay over her chest, Candice eventually just gave up and walked over to help up Mallory, who was sitting with her arms around her knees, still naked, but calmer.

Mallory glanced up to Candice. “Do you think… you would wanna hang out sometime?”

Candice smiled and offered her hand. “I’d like that.” Both girls grinning, Mallory took Candice’s hand as she pulled her up to standing. “Maybe we should wear clothes for it, though,” Candice joked. Mallory giggled, but then seemed to remember she was butt-naked in the store, probably in view of the windows. Her massive booty was dripping fro-yo. Trying (and failing) to cover her boobs with one arm and her pussy with the other, Mallory continued to giggle and nod. Candice then led Mallory into Gertrude’s office to find something to put on the poor girl. It might have been a rough first (and likely last) day, but at least Candice would come out of it with a friend at her side. She wasn’t used to the kind of pleasant feeling that gave her. In fact, she had the feeling it was the kind of friendship that would last a lifetime.