This choice: ....to futilly resist the prospect of more BE. • Go Back...Chapter #6....to futilly resist the prospect of more BE. by: Unknown "No, I can't!" Elliot said to herself, "I mean, how much bigger can these get?" She cupped her breasts, and let them fell, sending more pleasure down the base of her spine.
Throughout the rest of her day, Elliot couldn't help notice the stares she got. Patients, Doctors, even nurses looked like they wanted a piece of her. Elliot could feel her panties getting wet as she stared back at Carla, her breasts swaying and giggling with every movement, almost enticing her. Elliot snapped back to attention. There was no way she could bring herself to have sex with Carla, could she?
"Elliot, are you sure you're okay?" Carla asked
"What?" Elliot looked around, getting a faceful of Carla's cleavage.
"Oh, Yeah, I'm fine."
"Okay, well. OW!" Carla spun around, as something had hit her in the head. She bent over, showing the brown tops of her breasts to Elliot, making her even more aroused. Carla got back up, and picked up a pill case, the same one Elliot had found before. "What's this?" Carla said, but Elliot snatched it away from her. "Don't worry, I'll take care of these." Elliot said, ending the conversation and rushing to the bathroom.
Elliot poured the bottle out, and swallowed its contents. "OH YES!" Elliot moaned as her buxom stretched and expanded to a full F cup. Thoughts of Carla once again filled her mind, her perect Latina body the subject of many fantasies.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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