"I'm not sure." Sharon said as she moved closer to it, the fruit's odor slowly becoming more pungent. Like a moth to an open flame, Sharon edged herself towards the fruit,-now having grown to the size of a large cantaloupe-took the fruit into both of her hands, and took a large whiff.
It was more than the scent of cocaine. It seemed that all of the fruits of the Earth were coming out of this one strange fruit! Sharon's legs were almost ready to give out, and her mind seemed to slow and become befuddled. Only the smell seemed to matter. Her grip around the fruit became tighter, but as if the fruit was made of flesh, it held firm instead of sinking in and bruising. Sharon took a long, deep, breath through her nostrils, the fruit's smell threatening to overload her senses. Biting her bottom lip, Sharon let out a husky grunt as one of her hands left the fruit, and started going towards the seams of her jeans...
Upon hearing the moan, Tina broke away from her dozing (she didn't quite sleep well last night) to take notice of Sharon, finding her swaying to the beat of a song that wasn't playing. Her derrière was magnificent, Tina thought to herself, a smile growing on her face as a sweat drop of intense lust formed on her brow, but then she frowned.
"Calm down Tina." She muttered. "Jesus said no." Repressing her thoughts and grabbing a handkerchief from her pockets, she noticed the fruit was almost the size of a watermelon, when only a few minutes ago it was only as large as an apple. That is SO not normal.
"Sharon...Sharon honey," Tina started. "I think you should get away from that flower. Silence and swaying continued. Sweat started to form on Tina's brow yet again. Tina will-
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