Surely there had to be some interesting book in here to enjoy, or so the thought ran through Ami's head as she looked over the fiction section. She was sure she'd come in here for some weekly distractions, and not just playing around? Had she been? Well, it didn't seem to have her attention at the moment, as she grabbed a few at random, her wiggly tush going this way and that as she bent over. Maybe fiction would be fun and different from her usual science books, and like that guy on that romance cover looked totally hunky.
To one looking around the bookstore, there might be a different read, like was this the lead up to some orgy for a porn shoot? Sure, the books were dry, and the floor wasn't a mess, if you discounted the guy on the floor staring up, not wanting to move to ruin his view of just how that skirt went. Or the flushed beet-red college girl who'd totally been neglecting her studies since Ami had slipped through the section, scanning over college prep guides for a moment before getting distracted by her freckles and making out with her for the next ten. She'd wanted to protest how strange that was, but the way that girl had just moved her tongue. Not to mention the poor teen behind the counter who was just holding onto it for dear life at having had a clear view of her for the whole time and especially how she'd moved like putting on a show against that older brunette, even worse when she thought about how he was there and teased him for a while before noticing a neat cook book.
By this point, Ami had totally put in the back of her head that Usagi would be coming over in a half hour to meet her at home, or that Makoto was going to come in shortly. Sure, she remembered them, but they were like little facts in the back of her head, not having any attention, much like the various people she'd flirted with while going section to section. Why was she holding these books anyway? Oh, probably because that guy on the top of them had a pretty sexy chest, hanging there on the side of a castle, his blonde hair waving in the wind... She could probably pull that off if she had longer hair. She giggled, "I wish Usagi could make her hair move like that," her little pendant gleaming as she went up to the counter. She was probably just about to pay anyway. That made the most sense since she'd been carrying books.
The young man was blushing deeply, stammering in front of her as he kept drifting his eyes over her. Yeah, she was a cutey. Ami wondered if she didn't smile just like so she couldn't get him...yes, he was making an even more amazed look, "And how much will these like cost?" Ami coyly wondered, wetting her lips gently. Maybe he'd ask for a kiss, extra? Oh, wait, he looked like he was chickening out. That was disappointing, "O-on the house, Miss. For being such a regular customer!" She was wasn't she? She hadn't even thought about it, but she'd been here dozens of times. "Oh well, thanks Tod," The blonde girl remarked, turning disappointedly and swaying toward the door where...Oh, who was that cute little brunette? And so busty too! She was adorable, she barely came up up to her chin, and just stretched that shirt so deliciously it looked like it might burst at any moment, at the slightest deep breath! Ami took a deep breath, glancing at her own, wondering if she could pull that off, no probably not. Even if she breathed just like this, and made her top totally come alive, it wasn't quite like it'd burst under the pressure.
It'd been quite a walk to the bookstore, holding up her skirt that ran down to her ankles with a pin to keep her underwear from flashing everyone, starring as just about everyone she met was taller than her. Her heart fluttered at seeing how tall the guys seemed to her now. She had to be careful, especially with the way her unrestrained chest swayed in her shirt. Sheesh, Makoto wondered if they even made bras in this size as she glanced down at her seemingly great canyon of cleavage, and then into the bookstore looking around innocently. Now where would Ami's cute blue hair be? She was the smartest... "A-Ami? Is that you?" She was gorgeous! Dressed amazingly...and Blonde? When had she found time to dye her hair? Makoto was trembling a bit at the sight of her. The way that taller blonde just moved and breathed, her sexy skirt clinging to her hips, her shirt clinging teasingly against her bra, playfully telling a story of all the fun that could be had inside. She'd honestly never thought of Ami this way before, but now all those guy's she'd been staring at almost seemed like second rate by comparison!
"Mmm, yes? Do I know you?" Ami blinked owlishly, sure she would remember such a busty brunette, especially since she kept such a small circle of friends for some reason. Well, senshi business really. It was hard to get out with studying, and reading and having to deal with monsters, and being social! Oh, she was talking? Makoto? Really? But she was so short?! When had that happened? Not that it was bad, she looked just scrumptious down there.
"It's me, Makoto!" Her face lit up with a blush at not being recognized, "Just well, a lot shorter and bustier...I was hoping you might help me figure out what's going on?" She glanced around, "Perhaps in private, at your house?" She whispered, asking Ami to home. Not that she was thinking of a date, but somewhat embarrassed at how much she was staring, she had to look somewhere else other than just how amazing Ami's chest looked in that.
"Oh, of course we can go out...or in for a bit," Ami giggled, "That's quite a look on you, I bet your shirt could almost quite burst if you did it right," Ami took a handful, her eyes flicking to the way Makoto's breath just went out of her, the shapely athelete flushing as she retorted, "A-at home please? I don't have a bra on," She squeaked. Ami giggled a little, "Of course not, but it's a very good look, makes me wish I was bustier, and you were more sensitive," She loved the look on Makoto's face...huh, what had she been doing? Oh, that was improper, Ami removed her hand, flushing a bit, "You needed something, Makoto?" Ami almost hoped it was her.
"Y-yeah, come on, sheesh, I'll tell you what happened on the way..."
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