You’re upstairs cleaning the bathroom. After a while, you decide to grab a drink of water and head downstairs. As you approach the kitchen, a frantic voice rings out from the laundry room: Lisa: “Help! Somebody! Please, I’m stuck!” Curious, you peek toward the laundry room and see Lisa awkwardly kneeling on the floor, her upper body shoved into the dryer while her legs stick out behind her. She had clearly misjudged the size of the opening while trying to reach the back of the drum, and now she’s firmly wedged in place by her large breasts, Wiggling her huge ass. Lisa: “Oh, come on! Someone has to pull me out! I didn’t think this would happen!” Her voice echoes inside the dryer, tinged with both frustration and laughter. She shifts slightly, trying to wiggle free, but it’s no use. Lisa: “Finally! About time someone came—don’t just stand there, help me before I become part of this dryer!”