Great, gaping madam of the gargantuan Denni O actively panders her brand of expansion to a couple of journeywoman amateur types. The idea is that one of them can best the others, taking the most inchage (around, up and down) in her tender twat for goddess knows what benefit. Along the way, clits and nips are pumped with a vacuum tube and measured, columnar toys are lubed and set upright to terrify the senses, and the ladies go about the business of cramming cunt with a kind of Tupperware-party-calm delight.

Lots of authoritative tape measuring, cleaning of rubbergoods implements of destruction with special hankies and tallying on a dry-erase board, plus supportive competition among housewifely friends make this a gentle excursion into the extreme. What's in that suburban water, anyway?