Bhagavatapurana 8.12.19

8.12.19

āvartanodvartanakampitastana prakṛṣṭahārorubharaiḥ pade pade /
prabhajyamānāmiva madhyataścalat padapravālaṃ nayatīṃ tatastataḥ //

19. —the damsel who seemed to get broken at every step in her middle by the heavy weight of her full breasts shaking in her bending and rising (to pick up the ball) and of the most precious and stout wreaths of pearls on the chest and who seemed to move hither and thither her own feet shining like shoots (corals).