240 Fruit fighter (1/2)

Walking around the store, Ben considered what he should buy. 'Fariq told me it was good to eat something with potassium before training, because it helps avoid cramps.' With a goal in mind, Ben looked around, and soon, in the fruit section of the shop, he found something. There were two cantaloupes inside a crate near his leg. 'I think I read these have a lot of potassium.' He smiled, because it was a fruit he'd enjoyed a lot at home, but didn't have an opportunity to eat since arriving in Manhattan.

Glancing nearby, Ben even discovered there was a counter area where people could eat, with tableware at the end he could use. As such, he made his decision, picked out the last two ripe cantaloupes, and walked over to the cashier to purchase them, looking forward to his meal. Placing them down on the countertop, when he observed that the cashier was re-arranging something behind the counter, Ben stepped to the side and grabbed some napkins, only to turn back and see his cantaloupes…disappeared!

He blinked. 'Can the fruits move here? Is this Sausage Party?'

Yet, when Ben glanced nearby, he found the location of his two pieces of breakfast. They were in the hands of a tanned girl who was examining them.

”Hey, come work the register! I want to buy these!” she yelled to the store clerk as she put the cantaloupes back down on the counter.

With a grumbling stomach, Ben frowned and stepped towards his fruits, reaching for them. ”Sorry, I just put these there. These are my—”

”Hua!” When the woman saw Ben reach for the cantaloupes right next to her, her face became rigid, as she grabbed his arm with both hands, spun her body, and threw him over her shoulder!

*Bang!*

Ben flipped over and his back smashed against the solid ground! He got the wind knocked out of him!

*Cough* He laid on the floor and tried to catch his breath.

”Don't touch! Filho da puta!” The girl snorted, showing a face of disgust to Ben who was groaning on the ground.

Recovering after a couple of seconds, he crawled back up to his feet. 'I just wanted potassium…'

He felt wronged. ”Hey, I put those cantaloupes there! I was going to buy them!”

Holding the fruits, the girl sneered. She checked a few seconds ago and knew these were the last two. So whether he put them there wasn't important, because they were her favorite food, and she understood that in America, possession was 90 percent of the law!

The woman gazed at Ben with scorn. ”Yes? Can you prove it? I don't see your name on them.”

”Huh?” The girl squinted.

Ben pointed to the fruit. ”My name's Dole!”

…

The girl glanced down at the cantaloupes, and saw a sticker on them that read, ”Dole.”

It was a famous worldwide fruit brand...

She looked up at Ben with her mouth open, in disbelief that such a shameless person could exist!

However, while she was examining the fruit, Ben was examining something else—the girl herself; smooth tanned skin, dark eyes, straight dark hair flowing down her back, and her body…thick…

Large breasts and ass, a narrow waist, and the best highlight of all—big juicy thighs…