Something instinctive started Jim out of his sexual reverie. As Tifa's massive mammaries descended and her creamy milk began to pool at her nipples, he suddenly bolted away, surprising her and her ambulatory hair. However, in his haze of desire, Jim forgot about his shrinking and as he bolted from Tifa's nimbus of hair. He fell head first off the bed, rolling end over end to the wall.
Slightly dazed, he looked up to see the single most erotic vision of his life and his dreams. Initially, all he saw was a 4 foot wide ball of silken ebony floss. Sighing in disappointment, Tifa slowly stood on the bed, her black, shimmering hair unfolding like exotic flora, and revealing her lithe body, supple neck, lengthy legs, moist pussy and her full, pendulous breasts. Jim couldn't look away as her locks surrounded her tits, lifted them up, as they positiviely oozed with milk.
The luscious Tifa moaned as she was lifted into the air, supported off the bed by her hair... Jim gaped... how long had it gotten?? How tall was she now? A shiver went through him... she was an sultry goddess... like Lady Godiva, riding her own hair...
A pout on her full lips, the very leggy Tifa descended from the bed. Tilting her head to the side, her hair parting slightly, “Didn't you like my hair? Being surrounded by it? Envelopped in its strands.” She sauntered across the room, her hair massaging her massive teats, spreading out all around her... as if searching.. “And my big, soft boobs... they're so full Jim.” She winked, as another strand of hair fell over half her face... “Are you sure you don't want another taste?”
Suddenly...
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