It was one fine day as you have arrived at your local Target retail store. You enter, where the aisles and many departments of the store immediately enter your view. Before you could grab a cart, someone excitedly jumps right into your sight. "A customer!!"

In front of you was a tall, white terrier dog with the trademark Target red circle painted on her left eye. It was none other than Bullseye, the mascot of the chain. She towers over you as her weighty body moves in the grace of a swift shop employee. She was thick, really thick. Her chest was struggling to remain contained inside her stretched-out red employee uniform blazer, and her ass wobbled with every slight movement and could rip her tight black pants at any moment.

"Welcome to Target!" she says, her small tail wagging and her ample chest and rear jiggling as she moves. "What brings ya here today? If ya need help, gimme a holler!"