Chapter 6: Pumpkin Sale
The yellowing hay crunched beneath Peridot's boots as she stepped out into the brilliant autumn sunlight, the back of her neck prickling with the sudden shift from shadow to brightness. The pumpkin patch stretched out before her like an undulating, burnt-orange sea, broken only by the wooden perimeter fence and the occasional oak tree. The scent of damp earth and the musk of rot hung heavy in the air. Blinking against the sun's onslaught, she turned to take in the farmhouse and barn that she called home.
The white paint was faded and chipped from years of neglect, but she found its rustic charm appealing. In the distance, the barn door creaked open, revealing Lapis' slight form, her masterpiece -- a bright blue Gravity Falls-style "Welcome to the Pumpkin Patch" sign -- clutched in her blue knuckles.
"Hey, Peri!" Lapis called, waving over her head and making her way towards her friend, her bare feet creating ripples in the cushion of hay. "Did you get some rest?
I swear you've been up since yesterday, prepping for this sale. You need to relax and take care of yourself." Lapis' blue eyes sparkled with concern.
Peridot huffed, crossing her arms. "I-I'm fine, Lapis. Really, all I need is-- I need more customers. We need to sell more pumpkins." She gestured towards the small gathering of people browsing the various gourds, their chatter barely audible over the rustling of the trees and the distant mooing of cows.
"I just can't shake the feeling we could do better, you know? I mean, we did advertise this sale pretty extensively. We just need to catch their attention." Peridot chewed on her bottom lip, the very picture of anxiety. Lapis' eyes sparkled mischievously as she took in her friend's green skin and impressive derriere, her mind whirling with an audacious plan.
"I've got an idea," Lapis announced, adjusting her grip on the sign and motioning for Peridot to follow. "C'mon, come with me.
I want to show you something," Lapis said, her velvety voice dripping with suggestion as she navigated the winding labyrinth of pumpkins. Peridot followed, her trepidation growing with each step, her wide green eyes scanning the scene.
They reached a cardboard box, already flattened from previous use, near the entrance of the barn, next to a large, ornately decorated jack-o-lantern. Lapis grinned and patted the makeshift seat.
"Alright, Peri, hop up here and let's do something crazy.
Trust me, you'll catch everyone's attention," Lapis said, patting the flattened box again and raising an eyebrow at her green-skinned friend.
Peridot hesitated, glancing nervously at the gathered crowd. "W-what do you mean, Lapis? What are you planning?" she asked, her voice wavering slightly.
"Just do it, Peri! You know I won't steer you wrong," Lapis replied with a wink, a smirk playing at the corner of her lips.
"Now c'mon and sit on this damn box so I can paint something that will get everyone's attention.
You won't regret it, I promise."
Peridot hesitated, her heart racing with excitement and trepidation, her mind whirling with naughty possibilities. She couldn't deny the tantalizing thrill of taking such a bold step, the rush of wearing her sexuality so unapologetically.
With a deep breath, she tugged her pants down and hoisted her massive rear over the cardboard box, her generous cheeks spilling over the edges.
She wiggled her hips and adjusted her position, settling in as comfortably as she could.
Lapis chuckled, a delighted glint in her eyes as she took in her friend's appearance. "Perfect," she murmured, rummaging through her bag and retrieving a set of acrylic paints. "Now hold still, and let's get started with this masterpiece."
As Lapis worked, her hands moved in confident, deft strokes, her clothing-clad body swaying gently to her own internal rhythm.
The paintbrush danced over Peridot's malleable green form, leaving a trail of vibrant orange, yellow, and black in its wake.
Every line, every stroke, and every splash of color created a scene impossible to ignore.
Peridot, blushing at the sight of her green rear becoming a makeshift canvas, felt a tingling sensation of excitement. She couldn't believe the boldness of what they were doing.
Every feature of the masterpiece commanded attention, but inevitably, the gigantic, round, green focal-point drew the lewdest of stares.
Peridot tried to ignore the growling butterflies in her stomach as she felt the heat of men's gazes on her fleshy mounds. Their carnal whispers and lecherous moans generated audible shivers, particularly when one or two men couldn't resist advertising their arousal.
The box beneath her shifted, and she glanced behind to see Lapis' satisfied grin.
Peridot's face was flushed red, a mix of embarrassment and excitement. The judging stares of the onlooking men unnerved and aroused her, leaving her nerves firing on all cylinders. As Lapis' hand brushed against her, sending a spark of anticipation through her body, she shivered involuntarily.
"My, my, what an enticing display," a voice spoke, sending shivers down her spine. Peridot turned her attention to a ruggedly handsome man in a plaid shirt.
A surge of excitement coursed through her veins as the stranger approached with a sly grin, his admiring eyes locked on her enormous green butt.
"Mind if I take a closer look at your creation, Lapis?" he asked, his voice thick with lust.
"Be my guest," Lapis replied with a wink, gesturing toward the magnificent sight now riveting the attention of half the sales crowd.
The man's eyes widened in delight as he stared openly at the voluptuous scene, gaze lingering on the plushness of Peridot's expansive green rear.
"I'm Jay," he introduced himself, extending a strong, tattooed hand to Lapis. She shook it firmly, a wolfish grin spreading across her face.
"It's not every day a gorgeous hunk like you wanders into the Pumpkin Patch," Lapis teased, her flirtatious charm effortlessly setting the tone for the scene to come.
"I'm Lapis, and this is my friend Peridot. What do you think of her...work, Jay?"
Jay's gaze remained fixated on the magnificent canvas before him, his breath quickening as he took in the green, fleshy mounds and the beautiful tableau painted upon them. Peridot's nervous energy electrified the atmosphere, her mind racing as she felt Jay's hungry gaze lasering in on her vulnerability.
A perverse excitement radiated through her, a hunger awakened she'd never before experienced. She could still feel the eyes of the other men on her, lingering, covetous, but as she shifted her weight on the box beneath her, she locked eyes with Jay and felt a sizzling connection, a carnal spark that demanded satisfaction.
"I-I think I know what you're thinking, Jay," Peridot stammered, struggling to maintain eye contact. Her heart drummed wildly, blood pulsing through her veins.
She swallowed, determination taking root as she met the stranger's gaze, hands clenching the sides of the cardboard box. The anticipation electrifying her body was intoxicating, and she made up her mind—she wanted this, wanted him.
Jay's eyes sparkled mischievously as he glanced from Peridot's curious gaze to her luscious, round pumpkin butt.
A mischievous smile stretched across his ruggedly handsome face.
"Well, I'll tell you what, Peridot." Jay drawled, the corners of his eyes crinkling as his gaze slid up and down her voluptuous form.
"I'm in the market for an extra-large pumpkin, and you certainly have the most alluring one I've ever laid eyes on."
He offered her a slow, wolfish grin. "I just can't wait to get my hands on it and take it home."
The other men lingering in the sales crowd stared, agog at the suggestive dialogue playing out between Peridot and Jay.
Envy and lust burned in their gazes, inciting sensual tension.
Peridot recognized the desire in their eyes, detecting her own hunger reflected back at her. She shivered, her thoughts racing with lascivious possibilities.
She slid her grip from the cardboard box, pushing off to stand in front of her audience, Lapis, and Jay, her bare ass on display for all to see. Her flesh jiggled as she stood, proudly offering herself to him as well as the others.
A languorous smile spread across her face, triumph coursing through her veins, her confidence soaring as Jay's gaze roved over the generous curves before him. Reaching out, she grasped the hem of her top, pulling it over her head and dropping it to the ground.
Raw arousal pulsed through the onlookers as they beheld Peridot's virtually naked form. The scant remaining fabric, her tight black pants, accentuated her mighty buttocks, her cleavage, and the undercurve of her breasts.