Anita left the party thanks to a taxi and closed her eyes during the ride home, trying to think about what she had just done. How did Josh manage to know so much about her ? And his little sentence making her go crazy... it had been amazing, but still, it was so wrong. All of her life, being the victim of male gazes and comments because of her chest had made her shy and very serious with principles. Tonight, she had crossed a line she shouldn't have. And she'd have to make it clear with Mark.
"You're home, Miss." said the driver. She left the taxi, paid the guy, and her back aching because of the weight of her chest, she came home. She took a shower in the basement so she wouldn't wake her parents, looked down at her now much better looking breasts . She wondered why she used the dictaphone just to make them prettier. Sure, they needed it, but still, she could have given herself a normal sized chest. Well maybe later. The dictaphone was theirs, now, after all. She went to her bedroom, threw herself into the bed and her hands on her huge endowments, sank into her dreams.
"Bzzzzt !"
Anita woke up and sat in her bed with difficulties, considering her massive chest. Like every morning, she went in front of her mirror and did a few exercises to keep fit, supple, and maybe burn some fat from her chest to shrink down her breasts. She looked at her phone. She had one text message from Sammy, saying :
"I spoke with Mark. We'll use the dictaphone one more time tonight. I think it should be wiser to choose the next change democratically instead of each one doing stuff without talking about it with the others. See you tonight at your house ! Your basement should be perfect for this meeting if you're okay ;)"
And another from Mark.
"Hi, honey ! Hope you woke up well !"
This one made Anita grin. "Honey" ? It was true that she lost control the night before, but she wasn't his girlfriend ! Even if he was... he was... god, she could still feel his breath on her neck as he told her how much he was arousing her !
*PLOP PLOP*
She looked down at her hard nipples. And shook her head. She had to do something about it. And stop this with Mark before everything was messed up. She sent back :
"We have to talk."
She didn't need to wait long to have Mark at her door. He was so hot ! Why didn't she notice before ? Did he awake something in her with just one sentence ? She had dressed in comfy clothes and had nothing sexy on her to make sure he wouldn't lust for her. But still, he was looking at the orbs under the fabric just like if they were brand new.
"Wanted to talk, honey ?
- Yes. Come with me. To the basement.
- Uh... not your bedroom ?
- No. We have to talk, and not in a bed !"
Mark was kind of disappointed. So, even if she was badly attracted to him, she was still struggling because she had principles ? This busty Anita was almost more boring than the original flatty one. He followed her to the basement and she sat in an old chair while Mark sat on a sofa there.
"So, what is it all about honey ?
- First, I'm not "honey". We don't go out, date, nor anything you can think of !
- But yesterday...
- I know. Your little secret trick made quite a number on me, and If I have to admit that you knew me a lot more than I knew, this was just a moment of confusion.
- Uh... okay ?
- And by the way : Sammy wrote to me. So tonight, we use the dictaphone there ? Democracy and all ? This time, if you really want to be nice, just support me : I'd like to use it to shrink my chest. I didn't do it yesterday, and I definitely need it. Now... are you okay with it ? Friends ?"
Mark couldn't believe it. Despite all he had done, she was dumping him before anything began ? Friend-zoned for ever ? And her amazing tits would be for some random guy ? Or worst, she would turn herself into a common Jane Doe, reducing her amazing curves ?
No. Frigging. Way.
His guts were boiling with bad desires and worst ideas. Anita could have saved herself just accepting me. But she needs more ? Then more she'll have ! he thought.
"No. he said.
- No ? wondered Anita, a bit shocked by his refusal. Don't you want us to be friends ?
- Anita, we can't, because you know you've always been obsessed with my cock.
- WHAT ?"
She was shocked ! This was so... so... uh... oh, god, did he notice all those times she had been eyeing it through his pants ? He was right, this was her fault. They couldn't be friend;
"I'm sorry, Mark ! I can't help ! You're right !
- That's okay, smiled Mark.
- Are you sure it's okay ? I feel so ashamed of myself !
-Show me those big tits of yours and I'll do a little something for you."
She blushed. I love so much when he speaks about by breasts in those terms ! He has such a way to speak them... still, I'm no cheap whore, even for an arousing boy ! she thought.
"Mark, I can't, yesterday was...
- Anita, you love showing me your fun bags almost as much as I love to look at them."
She threw her shirt faster than mark expected, comfy clothes being easier to take off. Her enormous bra fell to the floor and her gigantic breasts were pointing at him in all their glory. Double K cups. He had seen the label. Just in front of him. Anita was still in the couch, sitting, and looking right at Mark's crotch.
"Alright, that's true once again ! But just to you because you know how to look at them without being creepy !
- Dance for me.
- I don't think...
- Anita, dancing would made them look better."
She stood and began to dance slowly, making them wobble and jiggle, swaying with slow pendulous moves at their size. Mark smiled.
"Now, finish me, said Mark opening his zipper as his cock appeared outside. Anita looked at it, completely obsessed.
- Uh...
- Anita, tit-fuck me, blow me, but do something !
- You're okay ? Oh, great !"
She rushed on his cock like it was a drug and pushed her breasts around it, making it disappear entirely. She bobbed her tits around it just like Mark could expect, and when he came, a white spurt flew outside her cleavage and landed on her face. Anita looked surprised, and went to clean it while Mark was still panting. When she came back, she sat next to him on the bed, her head on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry Mark. I broke our friendship.
- Don't worry, it was worth it. We're closer now. he grinned, as she was now the one feeling guilty. Thanks to a few little sentences.
- I hope this little thing I just gave you was good. After tonight, I won't have breasts as big. But for you, I'll try to keep some, of course."
Mark stopped panting and looked down at her.
"Hell no, you're not shrinking your tits !
- Mark, come on ! They're ruining my life ! I love showing them to you and all, but they're making my life a living hell !
- No way !
- What's wrong with you ? This moment was magic and now you're ruining it by telling me what I should do of my body ! I don't want to be fucking huge all my life !"
Mark tightened his jaw. She was the one ruining it.
"Oh no, Anita" he said. "This won't happen. Because... Anita, tonight, you're growing to ask for even bigger breasts, because you're totally fond of the idea of growing huge, as you know that it isn't worth being big if you're not the biggest !"
Anita bit her lips, flushed with shame.
"Uh... you know that too ? God, I always thought I should shrink, but you're right, I totally want to try it ! But what will Sammy say ?
- Democracy. I'll support this. You'll ask for it. Two against one, she'll just have to look at you grow larger !"
Anita shivered. She was so aroused right now thinking about it ! And Sammy watching her grow even larger ! But Mark snapped, taking her out of her thoughts.
"Now, while we have some time, what about dancing more for me ? Those boobs aren't going to shake themselves !"
Anita smiled. Gosh, she loved dancing for him ! It was making her breasts look so good !
Fri Sep 12 00:00:00 2014