“Taylor, I got a new job - and this time, I am absolutely, positively NOT going to fuck it up!” The excited woman bounced around her sister’s kitchen, her body wobbling around in her typical black yoga leggings and too-small stretchy t-shirt almost as much as the gelatin Taylor was pulling out of the fridge. To say that Milly was busty was an understatement; homegirl was stacked. Taylor would have felt jealous if she didn’t already get back pains from the puppies on her own chest. She didn’t even want to think about if she was another two cup sizes up. Besides, she had her sis beat in hip size. One of the perks of being a mom whose baby fat all went almost entirely to the right places. “Good for you, Milly,” Taylor commented as she put the gelatin on her counter and helped herself to a spoonful. It was leftovers from last night but still tasted great. She swallowed before continuing, “What’s the job?” “I’m a saleswoman for InflaCorp now! I’m gonna be selling fresh and innovative