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Sally

Born and raised on a ranch, Sally Elppa was as country as a girl could get. For all 20 years she'd been alive, she'd been on her family farm. The Elppa Farm wasn't the biggest distributor of milk, apples and wheat, but the farm made enough to get by. Sally herself chose to drop out of school just to work on her family farm full-time. It was only recently that she decided to move to another farm for work, and despite how she missed her family farm she still enjoyed the work.

She'd been working at this new farm for a while, known as Nolem Ranch, and noticed it had a tendency to employ only women. To smarter girls, this would've seemed like sexualisation and objectification of women... but Sally didn't notice nor care. She got to wear nothing but a set of overalls and only have other girls to stare at her, which she was perfectly fine with. She was never really into guys anyway.

Sally sometimes suspected she was only hired as eye candy at first, though she was a great farm worker. She had blonde hair that she always kept in a ponytail, with large breasts, a skinny waist and wide hips, as well as refined abs. Her green eyes often drew the attention of people who spoke to her, at least until her cleavage peaked their interests, among other things.

One morning upon waking up in the bunkhouse, Sally couldn't find her outfit. She was forced to wrap a towel around her to go and talk to the woman in charge of the laundry, known as Jess.

"Jess, where in Hell's name are my clothes?"

"What, the ones covered in mud and cider from last night? I'm washing them."

"Then what the Hell am I supposed to wear?"

"Can't you just work naked? I'm sure the boss will like it."

"JESS!"

"Fine, let me look for a clean set." Jess began digging through a pile of overalls that had not been worn in ages, eventually pulling out a decent pair that was Sally's size. "Here." She threw them at Sally, who caught them.

"Are you serious? This ain't been worn in years! Look how damn small it is!"

"That's all I can find! Now get going, you're in the orchards today."

"Dangit..." Sally walked away with the tattered overalls in-hand, entering the bathroom to slip into them with no underwear, as per usual. The farm didn't provide those, and it was too hot for them really. She quickly realised that the straps -the only things that would keep the outfit on- were worn beyond belief and were bound to snap at one point. Nevertheless, Sally had work to do and set out for the orchard. She worked in the heat for a while, sweat gathering on her and soaking her decayed overalls, as she realised a certain ripe-looking apple had not fallen from the tree. Even by using the step at the base of the tree, she couldn't reach it. Stretching further, pressure on the braces caused them to snap simultaneously, leaving nothing to keep the overalls covering her and letting them fall to her feet. Suddenly she stood on a step totally naked and covered in her own sweat, sunlight beating down on her hard, as she was paralysed with embarrassment. She realised that nobody else was around to see her, which made her feel better.

"Hey Sally!" The colour drained from her face as a young female voice came from somewhere behind her. Turning on her step, she saw someone approaching between the trees but they hadn't seen her yet. "Sally!" She yelled again. "You out here?!"

"Shit shit shit..." She scooped her overalls up in her hands and hid behind a tree as the voice approached, with the owner of the voice coming into view.

"Sally, you there?" The slim woman with obviously fake boobs saw Sally's face poking around a tree. "Sally!"

"Hey, uh, Lydia! What're you doing out here?" Sally kept hiding her naked body behind a tree, her flesh pressing against the bark of a very lucky apple tree.