"Must've been some kind of growth spurt," she murmured, shrugging it off. Then she noticed Jim and frowned. "You think they're freakish, don't you?"
"Me? No! I ... " There seemed hardly any point in denying it. "I love large breasts."
"Really?" She sounded genuinely intrigued. "Okay."
With both hands she grabbed and tugged down her crop-top, damn near flashing him with maximal decolletage which surely had to be edging down towards her areolae. Surprised, Jim could not help but gawk.
"Huh! Cool!" she decided, letting go to allow her top to cover her back up. "You're a real tit man! That's kind of refreshing ... !" She held out her hand and grinned. "I'm Angela!"
"Oh, I'm ... " He awkwardly but quickly slipped the wand into his left hand to shake with his right. "I'm Jim."
"Hey there, Jim," said Angela, looking him over with interest. "Hey, I was just heading home, care to join me in a drink?"
"Sure!"
"Okay -- but you'll have to pay for it. Race ya!"
As Jim jogged after the playful Angela, admiring her ass and legs along the way, he reasoned that the stick had to be some sort of magic wand. He wanted her bigger, then calmer, then interested in him, and boom boom boom, she was. He dared wonder what was possible next.
Tue Feb 15 13:57:58 2011