Crystal was blessed with the looks of an angel: striking blue eyes, soft pouting lips, long blonde hair, and a figure to die for. She was toned, trim, and athletic - well most of her anyway. Up top, she was well endowed too - bigger than any of the other girls at school. She was the envy of all the boys at school, including Jim, whose girlfriend Sharon whose breasts couldn't compare. Unfortunately, Crystal also had the personality of an arrogant, petty, vindictive, and spoiled bitch.
The cranks in Jim's head began to turn slowly - hey it's still 7:00 in the morning - but they did begin to turn. Crystal's boyfriend was Rock Gibson, captain of the football team. Jim deduced that the dude sleeping in his bedroom had to be Rock. Jim was thinking, the pieces are starting to fit, but that still doesn't explain what the hell Rock's doing in my bed... Jim's train of thought was broken when Crystal began to speak again.
"I just knew that that no good son of a bitch Rock Gibson would cheat on me," Crystal started, seeming pissed off. "I leave him for one week and already he's trying to bang the first big-breasted girl he sees!" She pouts and folds her arms, incidentally pushing her breast up and squeezing them against the confines of the sweater she's wearing.
Jim's eyes linger on the straining fabric for a moment or two before he forces himself to keep thinking. "What? I don't understand."
Crystal looks surprised: "Don't you remember? You drank a magic potion last night that transformed you into a big-titted slut so we could see if my boyfriend Rock would cheat on me or not."
Mon Jul 6 23:02:30 1998
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