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An idyllic American suburb, with our character shrunk and forced to explore...

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Chapter #9

twerk show

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Jimmy watched Phoebe from his hidden spot. He could see her front and left side. She stood in front of the mirror with the towel still wrapped around her. Her body started twisting and turning while she kept monitoring her own moves. He could see that they grew bolder, with her booty shaking this way and that way. The towel unfortunately blurred the movements of the tight body he could just imagine below the cover.

His eyes lingered on the girl but on occasions he looked at the closed window and how to find a way to his octocopter on the window sill outside. When his eyes wandered back to the girl he saw her hips wiggle, palms outstretched stroking over her side to emphasize her movements. "Yess, you like it, boy. I do this just for you." For a moment Jimmy frowned and gulped. Was she playing a cruel game on him? Confused he could do nothing but ponder and watch. The very tiny two blue eyes peeking out of the black hole in the book cover did not attract the girl's attention.

Then she grabbed the end of the towel that was stuck at her chest and had held the whole thing in place. With an open mouth Jimmy saw her pulling hard at that end and making a spin. "Tataaaaaaa" she sang, wearing absolutely nothing any more. Her hand held the towel high and spun it like a lasso. The tight upper body was swinging alongside while her firm breasts followed the movements. Her nipples had a pinkish tone. They were sitting in a puffy little steep hill upon milky white smaller hills. Jimmy almost fell out of the hole when he turned his head to see more. Between her legs was a little furry strip of red hair that was hiding little for someone who stood in front of her. But Jimmy didn't and only caught glimpses. That drove him crazy. Meanwhile Phoebe let go of the towel and it sailed to her bed before it slipped to the floor.

"Show time." She spun on her tiny feet and stuck out her rosy butt towards the mirror. Then she began a series of butt wiggling, sometimes bending forward or bending her thighs. Jimmy was rewarded with a good, albeit not great visitor spot of two half moons of wiggling rosy flesh. When Phoebe looked over her shoulder he quickly drew back. But in her excitement of her own show she would have overlooked a green elephant on her desk. Then she jumped, took a winner's pose, and waved. "Goodbye".

Her show had ended but Jimmy's show was still on. Time was still ample but slowly ticking away. He drew back into the darkness when he saw her approach her desk next to his hiding place. Hands were taking a bottle with a milky white substance in it. Jimmy screamed silently when she helped herself with a large lake of that substance in her hand and seconds later was rubbing it into her delicate skin. When he saw her struggling to reach the spots on her back he fell on his knees and considered begging to help her. Phoebe's breasts seemed to become firmer with a reflecting slimy cover. They served as a temporary depot, from which the skin milk then spread over her butt, her legs and between her legs. He thought that he might die on the spot having seen the most beautiful scene on earth. But he lived on to see what happened next.

- a bit of diddling
- she took her phone and...
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