“Now if we look at the market a month from now we can see that to enter this market would cause us to take a loss. I think that if we maximize the output before the market closes, we can create a profit and come out ahead next quarter if we play it smart.”

Karen paused in the middle of her presentation to check on her employees who were giving her their undivided attention. Usually they were checking their blackberries or whispering to each other, but since she had walked in they hadn’t taken their eyes off of her. At first she thought they might be looking just as her rack, but she saw that their eyes were all over her so it couldn’t be that. It was nice to see that she had their full attention, which made her sway around much more merrily. That made her skirt ride up even more and exposing the bottom of her very pump derriere. That really drew the eyes of the male employees along with a few female employees that had experimented in college.

As Karen moved around as she spoke, her laser pointer dropped from her fingers, which for some reason felt bigger this morning. “Ooops, hold on.” Bending over, she heard the sound of fabricate ripping before her chubby fingers could even brush against her laser pen. She had turned her back to the boardroom, letting them witness the final destruction of her skirt. It had torn right down the middle, letting her huge ass bounce put for everyone to see. As Karen felt the cold breeze on her ass crack, she didn’t know what was more embarrassing, that everyone would think she went commando because her ass had swallowed her panties or they would think she was cheap for buying such an obviously flimsy dress.

Standing strait, she covered her butt with the flaps of cloth that had been her dress and scooted out of the room quickly, muttering under her breath. “It’s going to be one of these days. I just know it.”

The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin'
That's what I said
The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand
Or so I have read.

Now wearing a pair of tracksuit pants, Karen left her building to get lunch. After the presentation fiasco she decided to have a half day and go home, but not before getting a bite to eat. As she stopped for a red light at an intersection, she felt something ram into her backside hard and saw someone fly over her shoulder from behind her. Surprised, she stared at a bicyclist lying at her feet and then felt behind her back. Her face turned red when she felt the front wheel of a bicycle rammed completely between her ass cheek, the back wheel still turning as the front of it disappeared into her buttocks. Looking down at the fallen cyclist, she rolled her eyes.

“Watch were you’re going.”

New York was a great city, but the cyclists could be real jerks. This guy was just lucky she had a butt that could take a beating and be fine. Her face went redder at the unfortunate implications of that thought and she quickly pulled the icicle out of her crack with a smack. Handing it to the man, she walked off. Now feeling like she needed to blow off some steam.

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about bum cakes, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?

Seeing the revolving door to her favorite fast food restaurant, Karen eagerly waddled her way towards it, eager to fill her belly and get over this bad day. She pushed her way into the revolving door and pushed, but as she went in she found herself stuck. Her ass and belly pushed against the glass, squishing her in the tight confines. She pushed the door gently, knowing that if she put too much strength into it she would shatter the turning glass door. She tried to get out, but found herself unable to squeeze herself through. Cursing these small revolving doors she pushed herself through harder and came tumbling out, landing hard on her stomach. The whole building shook as her weight came down in a belly flop, but Karen noticed none of this. She fumbled to her feet and waddled towards the restaurant to get her lunch. She’d have to wait an hour to eat because the restaurant was momentarily closed because they thought an earthquake might have happened.

met her on Monday, 'twas my lucky bun day
You know what I mean
I love her each weekday, each velvety cheek day
You know what I mean

My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights
Big game is waiting there inside her tights, yeah

A bank robbery gave Power Girl the perfect opportunity to blow off some steam after the presentation, the bike accident and her lunch being ruined. She changed into her costume in an alley, which usually only took her several seconds to do but today took ten minutes. Her costume was still shrunk and it took her a while to pill the skin tight white costume over her many bulges. Floating into the air, her cape billowing behind her she flew towards the scene, her fat rippling as she moved.

Coming towards the scene of the crime, she spotted several masked men getting into a car with big bags of money. Her shadow fell over the robbers who looked up with horrified expressions.

“Oh shit! The cops sent a blimp to follow us!”

“Jerks!” Power Girl growled as she dropped feet first towards the criminals. They were obviously making fun of her chest, what other blimps could they be taking about? Wanting to teach them a lesson, Power Girl was going to land on the hood of their car and force them to surrender or get a pounding, but as her feet touching down on their escape vehicle, the new coat of wax caused her to loose her balance and fall back on her ass. Her wide, heavy bottom created a crunching sound as it crushed through the hood and engine. The car lifted up as Power Girl smashed through the front. All the criminals could do was look in terror as their car was pulverized under Power Girl’s super strong tushy.

“We Surrender! Don’t sit on us!”

Sighing, Power Girl wondered if Supergirl ever had days like this.

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about mud flaps, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Walking around, back in her civilian clothes, Karen tried to figure out why her day was going so bad. Had she been jinxed by a villain or was it simply bad luck. Whatever the reason it felt like nothing was going her way today. She was pulled from her train of thought at the sound of wolf whistles and hooting.

“Nice booty blondie!”

“Shake it for us!”

Karen glared at a group of construction workers who were checking her out. Walking away with her head hung high, Power Girl took a little bit of enjoyment that they were checking out her bum instead of her chest. Most men only had eyes for her hooters and not the tight bottom she maintained. She had more to offer then a nice set of tits, her bottom was devine.

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about bum cakes, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?