Rick let out a wail and began to sob to the heavens as tears flowed down her face, splashing onto her breasts.
Jim felt a startled "Oh" pass her lips. "uh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
Rick continuued to wail and sob. Jim wasn't sure what to do, so she knelt down and put an arm around her friend's shoulders. This brought her into contact with Rick's shapely, feminine form. Sure, it was her best friend who had been a guy a short while ago, but she still couldn't help but feel turned on.
Remembering how Rick had reacted to her boob being brushed earlier, she tentitively reach out a hand and poked the same place. Rick gasped slightly, but kept on sobbing. Jim blushed, but it seemed there were no objections... she become more daring. She reached out again, and planted her palm on the side of Rick's boob. Gently she began to stroke the other girl, playing her slender hand over the soft skin. Rick's sobs began to lessen in intensity, so she began to vary the movement, letting her delicately manicured nails trace their way ever closer to the nipple as she began to coo soothing sounds into Rick's ear-
Jim pulled away and collapsed back onto the sand. This wasn't how she usually acted! Jim'd never had a girlfrind, but he'd always imagined sinking his fingers into big boobs like that, squeezing them. Now she was stoking, caressing with a subtlety that... well, it probably felt better for the girl, but it wasn't Her. Him. Whatever.
She glanced at Rick. She was still quietly crying, but she looked like she was calming down, now.
Neither of them was acting normally. Rick had never been such a crybaby, and Jim was walking around like she was a... a... pin-up, posing and moving in the most tantilising-yet-natural way possible. Even the way she was lying down was sexy, she realised. Her back was slightly arched, one arm carelessly draped over her stomach, her long hair spilling silkily on the sand... I should be lying like - she put her arms by her sides and flattened her back - that.
Somehow, lying like she normally did just wasn't as comfortable. Something about it made her tits sit at a weird angle, or something. I guess they're not really 'tiny' if they feel this heavy. In truth, since they were the size they'd been before Rick had started enlarging cheerleaders, they were far larger than average. Jim had been considering them tiny compared to Rick's and the cheerleaders after being changed - and compared to what he himself preferred, of course. It'd be nice if they were bigger. They'd look so sexy...
Resolutely, she sat up. This definitely wasn't normal. She hadn't taken care of her appearance as a man, why would she want to look sexy now? Rick had almost stopped crying.
Maybe there was something they could do.
Thu Aug 19 09:50:57 2010