{"id":178,"date":"2013-12-30T14:20:11","date_gmt":"2013-12-30T22:20:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=178"},"modified":"2014-01-06T15:29:34","modified_gmt":"2014-01-06T23:29:34","slug":"sketch-03-temptation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=178","title":{"rendered":"Sketch 03: Temptation"},"content":{"rendered":"

My first attempt at a bimbofication story with BE (breast enlargment). \u00a0Because, why not? \u00a0A young woman falls victim to temptation.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Tracy stood beside her small booth and watched as her classmates walked by.\u00a0 Most of the other students ignored her but a few looked at her signs and laughed before walking away.<\/p>\n

“Abstinence is the only answer,” the small girl said to no one in particular.\u00a0 “We need to value our bodies and save ourselves for our husbands and wives.\u00a0 Join the pledge to save yourselves for marriage.\u00a0 I have shirts and promise bracelets so you can show your support for-”<\/p>\n

A young freshman couple stopped in front of her booth and Tracy smiled at them.\u00a0 They looked up at the large ‘ABSTINENCE!’ banner above her stand and the simple ‘Abstinence is the only answer’ t-shirt Tracy wore.\u00a0 “Would either of you like a bracelet?\u00a0 They’re free.”<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

The boy looked at his girlfriend and then laughed.\u00a0 “Nah.\u00a0 I already sinned and we plan to sin some more tonight in the car.\u00a0 But if I can use this to convince my girl that butt sex doesn’t count then I’m all in.”<\/p>\n

“Ew!”\u00a0 The boy’s girlfriend said, slugging him in the arm.\u00a0 “I’m not letting you put it in my ass.\u00a0 Come on, you’re embarrassing me.”<\/p>\n

Tracy watched the couple go as a blush crept up her neck.\u00a0 You both think you’re so funny,<\/i> she thought.\u00a0 It won’t be so funny on judgment day when God looks on your soul and sees how you’ve tainted yourself.<\/i>\u00a0 More students passed and Tracy continued the spiel for her cause.\u00a0 Never once did anyone actually stop to ask for a bracelet or one of the pamphlets that talked about the dangers of premarital sex but she knew her duty and she stood strong.<\/p>\n

As the afternoon wore on and the stream of students leaving the school dwindled away, another senior sat on the wall next to her.\u00a0 “I never understood why you do this kind of stuff, Trace,” the young man said.<\/p>\n

“Do what, Jeremy?”\u00a0 Tracy asked as she scanned the crowd for any potential.<\/p>\n

“This.\u00a0 This stuff.\u00a0 Trying to get people to not have sex or go to church and all that.\u00a0 I mean, what do you care?”<\/p>\n

Tracy sighed.\u00a0 “Seriously?\u00a0 No offense, Jeremy, but you’re the last person I’d try to explain it to.”<\/p>\n

With a short laugh, Jeremy answered, “Hey, I might be an atheist but I’m not an asshole.\u00a0 And I’m curious about people anyway.\u00a0 So, seriously, why?\u00a0 I won’t make fun of you if you tell me.”<\/p>\n

Tracy shaded her eyes to look at the man sitting nearby.\u00a0 “Because, Jeremy.\u00a0 I think it’s important to spread His word.\u00a0 I’d love to see every single one of my classmates and friends and family in heaven.\u00a0 I think it’s dumb that they’d waste the little time we have here in order to spend eternity in hell.\u00a0 That’s why.”<\/p>\n

“Ah,” Jeremy nodded.\u00a0 “So you’re one of them.\u00a0 A true believer.\u00a0 I’m kind of surprised.\u00a0 I mean, I knew you were religious but I didn’t know you were an evangelist.\u00a0 Doesn’t it ever bother you that people make fun of you for it?”<\/p>\n

“No.\u00a0 If it were easy then I wouldn’t need to be out here.\u00a0 I don’t care if they laugh or make fun or ignore me.\u00a0 I’ll keep trying until someone listens.\u00a0 Even if one-”<\/p>\n

“Hey Tracy,” a new voice called out.\u00a0 Jeremy and Tracy watched as the school’s quarterback walked up.\u00a0 “Hey Jeremy.”<\/p>\n

Jeremy nodded with a grimace.\u00a0 “Spencer.\u00a0 Hey.”<\/p>\n

“I’m having my birthday party tonight.\u00a0 You two coming?\u00a0 My parents are going to go out so there’s going to be booze and shit.”<\/p>\n

“No, I most certainly won’t be going,” the young woman answered.\u00a0 “Even if there wasn’t going to be alcohol.\u00a0 I’ve heard what goes on at those parties.”<\/p>\n

“Hey,” Spencer replied.\u00a0 “Lighten up, would ya?\u00a0 We’re just having fun.\u00a0 It’s tonight at 8 at my place.”\u00a0 The young man looked up at Tracy’s banner and grinned.\u00a0 “You know, Tracy, I don’t think you have to worry about not having sex.\u00a0 I mean, you kind of look like a guy anyway.”<\/p>\n

Jeremy pushed himself down from the wall.\u00a0 “You’re a fucking douche, Spencer.\u00a0 Leave her alone.”<\/p>\n

“Ohh, scary,” the larger man said with a falsetto voice.\u00a0 “Anyway, tonight at my place.\u00a0 Bring your own shit if you want to.\u00a0 Hey, Bella!\u00a0 Wait up!”<\/p>\n

Jeremy and Tracy watched as Spencer ran off after his girlfriend.\u00a0 “What a prick,” Jeremy said.\u00a0 “Don’t worry.\u00a0 With your grades, you’ll be off at Harvard or wherever and he’ll end up flipping burgers.”<\/p>\n

“No,” Tracy said.\u00a0 “He’ll work for his dad’s construction company and end up owning it so he’ll do okay, I’m sure.”<\/p>\n

“Well, okay, there’s that.\u00a0 Privileged asshole.\u00a0 He’ll probably run it into the ground anyway.\u00a0 Hey, I’m out of here.\u00a0 Good luck with your stuff, yeah?”<\/p>\n

Tracy nodded without watching the other man leave.\u00a0 With Jeremy gone and the school mostly empty, the young woman decided to take down her booth.\u00a0 She stored the borrowed folding table back in the school’s supply room and then packed everything else in a large duffle bag.\u00a0 The entire walk back to her house she was lost in thought.\u00a0 She’d lied to Jeremy and that bothered her a lot.\u00a0 Contrary to what she’d said, she was weary of it all.\u00a0 Nobody ever listened to her.\u00a0 She’d had a friend when she was a sophomore and they both went to church together and read Bible passages and hung out but, eventually, the other girl found a boyfriend and moved on.<\/p>\n

At home, Tracy found a small note:\u00a0 Your father and I are out at a soup kitchen and then we’ll be off to a prayer meeting.\u00a0 There’s leftover meatloaf in the fridge.\u00a0 Don’t wait up!\u00a0 <\/i>The girl sighed.\u00a0 Lately, her parents had been gone an awful lot.\u00a0 More and more she felt lonely both at home and at school.\u00a0 No friends and her parents always seemed to be off at a new meeting or event.\u00a0 Sometimes they’d take her but most times they’d leave before she got home.\u00a0 I guess that’s what a pastor’s supposed to do, though, <\/i>she thought.\u00a0 I just wish they’d let me go, too.\u00a0 Or be home more.<\/i><\/p>\n

The young woman said her prayers over dinner and then ate in silence.\u00a0 Afterwards, she sat in her room.\u00a0 There was no television in the house and her parent’s computer had a password on it.\u00a0 She’d read all of her books several times and she was a week ahead on her schoolwork.\u00a0 The thought of re-reading the Bible for the thousandth time made her tired and then that<\/i><\/b> thought made her feel guilty.<\/p>\n

She was restless and she didn’t know why.\u00a0 Tired and worn out and bored and upset over the events from earlier.\u00a0 There’s not even a good reason for it,<\/i> she told herself.\u00a0 Just dumb comments made by a stupid boy.<\/i>\u00a0 Tracy sat up and grabbed her keys and left.<\/p>\n

The bus stop near her house was empty and the young girl sat with her ankles crossed and her back straight as she waited.\u00a0 The sun warmed her back as she thought of her plans for the future.\u00a0 Missionary work and then college and then finding a husband to support.\u00a0 Just like her mom did.\u00a0 And children.\u00a0 More than one because she hated being an only child.\u00a0 Not that it was her mother’s fault – it was a huge strain on her to have one child and the doctors said she was extraordinarily lucky just to have the one.\u00a0 It was God’s blessing, no doubt.\u00a0 She’d also decided she would home school her children.\u00a0 She would rather save her children from the stress and temptations she’d found at public school.<\/p>\n

When the bus arrived, she used her bus pass and then sat, continuing her daydreams.\u00a0 She smiled at the thought of four or five little kids running around the house while she cleaned and raised them.\u00a0 Five little perfect cherubs listening to her with wide eyes while her husband relaxed from a hard day at the office or wherever he worked.\u00a0 They’d all go to church on Sunday in their best clothes and every night they’d have a little family Bible time.\u00a0 And, of course, she’d start a women’s group and help with the community when she had time.<\/p>\n

Tracy stood as the bus squeaked to a stop near the mall.\u00a0 She thanked the driver and told him to have a blessed day and then she made her way into the huge building.\u00a0 The mall was a guilty pleasure of hers and one she didn’t often indulge in.\u00a0 For the first part, she sat and people-watched.\u00a0 She smiled at the young children and the older couples that walked past and her eyes strayed to the ring finger on any passing young couple.\u00a0 Nearly all of them were unwed and she felt sad for them.<\/p>\n

And, yet, a small part of her felt even more alone.\u00a0 She didn’t dare try to date anyone in high school.\u00a0 Her father forbid it and she understood why as most guys in her class seemed obsessed with sex.\u00a0 She still blushed at the accidentally overheard conversations about masturbation and penises and vaginas.\u00a0 It was sickening.\u00a0 And it meant that she spent the majority of her time focusing on her schoolwork away from everyone else.\u00a0 The girls were barely better and seemed obsessed with makeup and clothes and the latest pop star or movie star and other vapid things.<\/p>\n

Tracy stood to walk around, letting her mind wander as she did.\u00a0 She felt glad that she was small and didn’t stand out.\u00a0 None of the boys bothered her much.\u00a0 She wore loose clothing and she wasn’t as well…. developed as most of the other girls seemed to be.\u00a0 She was small and mousey and well hidden and that suited her just-<\/p>\n

“Excuse me, sir,” a voice said from her left.\u00a0 Tracy looked at the man next to her as she moved out of his way.\u00a0 He was impeccably dressed in a black suit with a dark gray tie.\u00a0 His hair was slicked back and he had a round, innocent face.\u00a0 As he looked back at her, he placed a hand on his chest.\u00a0 “Oh my… I’m terribly sorry.\u00a0 I thought you were a young man for a moment.\u00a0 I’m very, very sorry, miss.”<\/p>\n

Tracy grimaced.\u00a0 “It happens.\u00a0 Don’t worry about it.”\u00a0 The man continued to look over the young girl over and she squirmed slightly under his appraisal.\u00a0 “Can I help you with something?”\u00a0 She finally asked.<\/p>\n

“I was just,” the young man paused.\u00a0 “I hope you don’t think me impertinent but I was just thinking that it was a shame for a beauty such as yours to hidden.”<\/p>\n

“My beauty?\u00a0 Are you making fun of me?”\u00a0 Tracy asked.<\/p>\n

The man’s face hardened.\u00a0 “No, miss.\u00a0 I would never dream of it.\u00a0 And I work in a clothing store that deals with women so I would consider myself a good judge of a woman’s character.\u00a0 Surely you’ve noticed?\u00a0 Surely your man has told you how attractive you are and encouraged it.”<\/p>\n

Tracy’s face reddened.\u00a0 “I don’t have a boyfriend and… and… anyway, it’s not your business.\u00a0 I…\u00a0 You’re not the first person to say I look like a boy.”\u00a0 The girl looked shyly up at the salesman.\u00a0 “Do I really look pretty?\u00a0 Nobody has told me that before.”<\/p>\n

“Yes,” he assured her.\u00a0 “You are quite a pretty girl.\u00a0 Enough so that I’m surprised to hear that you have no boyfriend.\u00a0 You’re quite a catch, if you don’t mind me saying so.”<\/p>\n

“I’m saving myself,” she told the man proudly.<\/p>\n

“Ahh… I see.\u00a0 How wondrous for you.\u00a0 Still…”<\/p>\n

When the man didn’t continue, Tracy prompted him.\u00a0 “Still, what?” She asked.<\/p>\n

“Well,” he continued.\u00a0 “If you hide your beauty away until you decide you’re ready to find someone then how will you be able to attract their attention?”<\/p>\n

“I… I…”\u00a0 Tracy stuttered.\u00a0 “He’ll see how intelligent and pure I am and how faithful to the Lord.\u00a0 I’ll win his heart with that.”\u00a0 The girl subconsciously touched on the pure white promise bracelet around her right wrist.<\/p>\n

The man fixed Tracy with a pitying look.\u00a0 “I see.\u00a0 You are quite young and I mean no offense for that.\u00a0 But… what will you do when there are other women of similar virtue?\u00a0 Women that have experience in flaunting their natural qualities?”<\/p>\n

It had never occurred to Tracy that her future husband may look for qualities other than the purity of her heart and this new thought filled her with dread.\u00a0 “Well, but, any husband of mine wouldn’t be interested in superficial things like that.”<\/p>\n

“Superficial?” The man asked.\u00a0 Placing one hand under the opposite elbow, he tapped his lip with his free hand.\u00a0 “My dear, I think the nature of the thing escapes you.\u00a0 You hide yourself away physically and your confidence suffers.\u00a0 If your confidence wanes, you may never get a chance to approach the man you desire.\u00a0 What my store offers is not superficiality but a way to show the world who you truly are.\u00a0 The clothing and makeup and undergarments allow you to express yourself further.”<\/p>\n

Tracy blinked.\u00a0 She’d somehow walked into the man’s store while they were talking and she now found herself in the middle of lace panties and frilly bras.\u00a0 Her cheeks burned with embarrassment and she couldn’t find a place to put her eyes without touching upon something sexual.<\/p>\n

“Here,” the man said, taking her elbow.\u00a0 “Let me show you a few things.\u00a0 I’ll bring you to our makeup section.”\u00a0 Tracy followed the man in a daze, too ashamed to say anything.\u00a0 A small part of her wondered whether he was right.\u00a0 What harm was there in making yourself noticed?\u00a0 The man was an encyclopedia full of information on the various uses of makeup and how the smallest of touches could completely alter someone’s perception.\u00a0 They walked away from the area with two tiny kits.<\/p>\n

When the two reached the bra section, Tracy balked.\u00a0 “No.\u00a0 No way,” she said.<\/p>\n

“Why not?”\u00a0 The man asked.<\/p>\n

“I can kind of understand makeup but there’s no way I need a… a… bra like any of these.”<\/p>\n

“When I first met you, I accidentally thought you were a boy.\u00a0 You then told me I wasn’t the first to do it.\u00a0 You are a woman and you should embrace your womanhood.\u00a0 You should stand tall and be proud of who you are and what you’re capable of doing.\u00a0 You plan to have children, yes?”<\/p>\n

“I… yes,” Trace admitted.<\/p>\n

“Will you bottle feed them?\u00a0 I think not. \u00a0Will you nurse them?”<\/p>\n

Tracy’s cheeks felt like they were on fire.\u00a0 “I really don’t think that’s-”<\/p>\n

“Will you hide yourself away to do it?\u00a0 You are a woman and you should not be ashamed of who you are.\u00a0 God gave you breasts to nurse your children.\u00a0 You should be proud of them, not hiding them away.”\u00a0 The man laid his hand on Tracy’s upper arm and then continued.\u00a0 “Any man that wants children will want to know his wife is capable of giving their babies enough to eat.\u00a0 Would you want him to see you and worry that you’re incapable of providing for your children?”<\/p>\n

“I…” He seemed so reasonable when he put it like that and she had a hard time finding her arguments.\u00a0 She wanted to be able to nurse every one of her children.\u00a0 She sometimes pictured herself sitting with a babe in her arms while her children played at her feet.\u00a0 Would her husband be disappointed in her if it was a bottle she had in her hand with their child?\u00a0 Would he worry about having more children and whether she was capable of it?\u00a0 Wait… she wasn’t finished growing, was she?\u00a0 Her breasts cold still develop, right?\u00a0 She didn’t have to worry about it so much… did she?\u00a0 Tracy tried to remember her biology lessons and the little she’d heard from other people but all she could see were her female classmates with their cleavage.\u00a0 It wasn’t fair.<\/p>\n

“It’s not fair,” the man told her, his voice low and seemingly just for her.\u00a0 “All of those girls are doing the same thing.\u00a0 You turned eighteen two months ago and you’ll not grow any bigger.\u00a0 See this here?\u00a0 It’s a pushup bra and I will tell you that all of the girls in your class are wearing them.\u00a0 And, it’s not just for school.\u00a0 As you get older, the women will continue to wear them.\u00a0 Men will stare and lust after them and you’ll not get a second look.\u00a0 You’ll be alone and childless and no man will want you.”<\/p>\n

No,<\/i> she thought through the buzz in her head and heat in her cheeks.\u00a0 It’s not fair.\u00a0 I’m… I’m a good person!\u00a0 My husband just has to get to know me and he’ll see that.\u00a0 He just… he has to see me first… It’s not fair…<\/i>\u00a0 Tracy reached for the white padded bra on the stand next to her.\u00a0 The man smiled beatifically at her when she held it to her chest.\u00a0 Touching her elbow, the man guided her to the front of the store.<\/p>\n

“I think you’ll be very pleased with your purchases,” the man said.<\/p>\n

“Thank you,” Trace replied with vacant eyes.<\/p>\n

“No,” the man insisted.\u00a0 “Thank you.\u00a0 I thought this would be more difficult.\u00a0 Enjoy them well, Tracy.”<\/p>\n

Tracy blinked as the bus hit a pothole.\u00a0 In her lap she had the nondescript bag from the store.\u00a0 When did I…?\u00a0 I can’t remember buying them.\u00a0 How did I get on the bus?<\/i>\u00a0 The girl didn’t have much time to consider what happened as her bus pulled to a stop near her home.\u00a0 Still in a daze, she thanked the bus driver and got off.<\/p>\n

Back home, Tracy stood shirtless in front of her mirror.\u00a0 Her face was red but not from embarrassment.\u00a0 She felt shame.\u00a0 The man was right,<\/i> she decided.\u00a0 I am small.\u00a0 No man would see me for anything more than a boy and certainly not for having children.<\/i>\u00a0 The woman cupped her meager breasts and they fit within her warm hands.\u00a0 Her small pink nipples were almost at small as her father’s nipples and with the man’s words filling her head, she wondered how in the world her babies could ever find them to suck at them.\u00a0 Carefully, Tracy put the new bra under her breasts.\u00a0 Reaching back awkwardly, she touched the hooks to the first row of clasps.\u00a0 And then moved to the second.\u00a0 And then the third.\u00a0 And then finally, she hooked the fourth row of clasps on her narrow chest.<\/p>\n

Tracy’s breasts rested on the cushions of the bra and for a moment, she didn’t know what to do.\u00a0 Finally she realized that she needed to adjust them for the effect to take home.\u00a0 Reaching in for a breast, she pushed and pulled until the bra sat comfortably on her body.\u00a0 Once finished, the young woman turned left and right to admire the effect.\u00a0 It looks like I have cleavage now.\u00a0 Like I have actual breasts.\u00a0 This isn’t so bad,<\/i> she told herself.\u00a0 I’m just making it even.\u00a0 I know I can nurse babies.\u00a0 I know my breasts will fill with milk.\u00a0 I just need my husband to see it.\u00a0 To not write me off.\u00a0 Gosh, I even feel more confident about it.\u00a0 I wonder…<\/i><\/p>\n

The young woman grabbed her discarded shirt and she put it on.\u00a0 Her breasts pushed out further against the shirt and she smiled at herself.\u00a0 Biting her lip and blushing, she pulled down at the bottom of the shirt and the smooth skin of her breasts appeared in the plunging neckline.\u00a0 “Oh, gosh.” Tracy repeated.<\/p>\n

“Now, what did he say about the makeup?”\u00a0 Tracy said out loud.\u00a0 Whispered thoughts came to her mind, guiding her hand as she applied fine strokes of paint to her face.\u00a0 A fine line here.\u00a0 A bit of color there.\u00a0 Some redness over there… Tracy looked at herself in surprise.\u00a0 She looked subtly different.\u00a0 More feminine.\u00a0 “Oh.\u00a0 Wow.\u00a0 I can’t even see the makeup.”\u00a0 The woman unconsciously played with the light gray bracelet around her wrist as she admired herself in the mirror.<\/p>\n

Beneath her bra, the flesh around Tracy’s nipples thickened and her nipple grew in size, pressing against the bra and then back into her small breasts.\u00a0 The soft, milky white flesh darkened around the nipples as her areola nearly doubled in size.\u00a0 The girl adjusted her bra without realizing what was happening.<\/p>\n

“Huh,” she said. \u00a0“All dressed up and nowhere-” Tracy looked over at her simple bedside clock.<\/p>\n

—–<\/p>\n

Spencer opened the door and then looked down slightly.\u00a0 “Oh, hey.\u00a0 Tracy.\u00a0 I didn’t think you’d come.\u00a0 Hey, did you put makeup on or something?\u00a0 You’re looking good.\u00a0 Come on in.\u00a0 Almost everyone is already here.\u00a0 Did you bring anything?”<\/p>\n

“No,” Tracy answered shyly.<\/p>\n

“Aight.\u00a0 Just come in and don’t break anything, okay?\u00a0 And don’t get wasted unless you can get a ride home.”<\/p>\n

“I don’t drink so that’s okay. I just thought I’d get out for once.\u00a0 I’ll be in the corner so you won’t even see me.”<\/p>\n

Spencer nodded, already looking past her.\u00a0 “Cool, cool.\u00a0 Come on in.”<\/p>\n

Tracy looked around the huge living room, wincing through the noise of the booming speakers.\u00a0 The air throbbed with bass and the main area was full of kids dancing and grinding on each other.\u00a0 The young woman made her way through the room, apologizing as she bumped people.\u00a0 Finally, she found the corner.\u00a0 To her surprise, Jeremy sat on the edge of an empty couch.<\/p>\n

Well,” Jeremy said.\u00a0 “Holy shit.\u00a0 I didn’t expect to see you here tonight.”<\/p>\n

“Please don’t curse like that,” Tracy said.\u00a0 “It’s rude.”<\/p>\n

“Ah, right, right.\u00a0 Have a seat.\u00a0 You want anything?\u00a0 I’m just sitting and watching.\u00a0 I love coming to these to see how stupid people can get.\u00a0 And, let me tell you, they can get pretty fu- dang stupid.”<\/p>\n

“No, I don’t-\u00a0 Actually, yes, please.\u00a0 But just juice, no alcohol.”<\/p>\n

Jeremy grinned.\u00a0 “You’ve found the one safe person in the entire party.\u00a0 Pro-tip:\u00a0 The grape is the alcoholic juice.\u00a0 The red is non-alcoholic.\u00a0 Be right back.”<\/p>\n

Tracy looked through the room as she sat with her ankles crossed.\u00a0 Everyone was standing in groups or as couples or out dancing.\u00a0 And the way they danced… Tracy blushed.\u00a0 Everyone was so well dressed and pretty.\u00a0 After her encounter with the salesman, she found her eyes drawn to the faces and chests of the women around her.\u00a0 He had to be right about the pushup bra because almost every single woman had a huge amount of cleavage.\u00a0 She caught the boys staring hard and now she knew the man was telling the truth.\u00a0 Of course they’d look.\u00a0 I mean, look how soft and big their breasts are.\u00a0 Put on display like that, how could they not look?\u00a0 No wonder they talk about sex so much.<\/i><\/p>\n

With a quick glance around the room, Tracy gave her shirt two quick little tugs.\u00a0 Her own meager cleavage showed through the top of her shirt and she smiled in triumph.\u00a0 Jeremy returned and her smile widened when his eyes flicked to her chest before moving back up to her face.<\/p>\n

“You doing okay?” Jeremy asked.<\/p>\n

“Yeah.\u00a0 I’m doing great, actually.\u00a0 I have to admit that I’ve never gone to a party before.\u00a0 It’s really lively.\u00a0 Oh, thanks for the drink!”\u00a0 Tracy’s gray bracelet fell lower on her arm as she reached for the cup of red juice.<\/p>\n

“Okay, cool.\u00a0 How’s your stuff going?\u00a0 The, umm, abstinence stuff.\u00a0 Did you get any takers?”<\/p>\n

Tracy turned to the young man with a puzzled look.\u00a0 “Abstinence?”<\/p>\n

“Yeah.\u00a0 The… your booth.”<\/p>\n

“My…?\u00a0 The… oh, right.\u00a0 My booth today.\u00a0 But what’s ‘abstinence’?”<\/p>\n

“Are you fuc- kidding me right now?”<\/p>\n

Tracy cocked her head to the side.\u00a0 “No, seriously.\u00a0 What is it?”<\/p>\n

“It’s… come on, that’s not funny.\u00a0 You know, not having sex before marriage.\u00a0 That stuff.”<\/p>\n

“Oh!\u00a0 Ohhh!\u00a0 Abstinence.\u00a0 Right.\u00a0 What a funny word.” Tracy giggled as she drank her juice.\u00a0 Her thin reddened lips swelled slightly as she drank and when she pulled the glass away, her lips were plump and slightly pouty.\u00a0 “I like the juice.”<\/p>\n

“Yeah, it’s good.\u00a0 So that’s a no then?\u00a0 Nobody interested?”<\/p>\n

Tracy turned back to Jeremy and smiled.\u00a0 Behind her now full lips, her one crooked tooth twisted slightly, straightening in line with the rest of her teeth.\u00a0 “Interested in what?”<\/p>\n

“The… Jesus.\u00a0 The abstinence stuff.”\u00a0 Jeremy frowned.\u00a0 “Sorry, didn’t mean to say that.\u00a0 Jesus, I mean.”<\/p>\n

Tracy giggled again.\u00a0 “Oh, it’s okay.”\u00a0 She turned back to the crowd.\u00a0 Her dull, short brown hair lightened minutely until it shone beneath the few lights above her.\u00a0 New silky strands slowly pushed from her head as her hair grew an inch to touch her shoulders.\u00a0 The young girl scratched at her thigh as she hummed mindlessly to herself.\u00a0 Fingernails previously kept short pushed forward until the scratching of perfectly shaped nails on the fabric of her jeans made her wiggle slightly.<\/p>\n

Uncrossing her legs, Tracy leaned over closer to Jeremy.\u00a0 “I like the music!”\u00a0 She shouted.<\/p>\n

“Y… yeah.\u00a0 Me, too.”\u00a0 The boy looked down at Tracy’s chest as she bent over.\u00a0 He could see the slight curve of her boob.\u00a0 “Hey, you sure you’re okay?”\u00a0 When he looked back up, she was staring right at him, smiling.\u00a0 “I’m… I’m sorry.\u00a0 I didn’t mean to-”<\/p>\n

Tracy kneeled on the couch and then crawled slowly to Jeremy.\u00a0 Her beautiful brown hair flowed around her as she pressed her cheek against Jeremy’s cheek.\u00a0 “Can I confess something to you,” she asked.<\/p>\n

“Y… yes.”\u00a0 Jeremy gulped.<\/p>\n

“I’ve never kissed a boy.\u00a0 Can I?\u00a0 Can I kiss you?”<\/p>\n

Jeremy shivered.\u00a0 The way she breathed tickled at his ear and drove him wild.\u00a0 He nearly jumped when Tracy’s lip touched his earlobe.\u00a0 She felt so warm this close to him and she smelled amazing.\u00a0 He could feel his dick pressing against the front of his pants.\u00a0 “Do… do you want to?”\u00a0 He asked.<\/p>\n

“Oh, yes,” Tracy moaned in Jeremy’s ear.\u00a0 “Yes, I do.”<\/p>\n

The girl smiled widely, showing off her now perfect, dazzling white teeth through juicy red lips.\u00a0 She placed her well-manicured hand on Jeremy’s chest and then leaned forward.\u00a0 Their lips met and Jeremy’s mouth ran dry.\u00a0 She smelled even more amazing now.\u00a0 Tracy kissed him as if she had all the time in the world.\u00a0 With her free hand, she pulled Jeremy’s hand to her chest.<\/p>\n

Jeremy automatically gripped at Tracy’s breast.\u00a0 He could feel the padding of her bra but he didn’t care.\u00a0 He felt the blood in his ears and he opened his mouth to Tracy.\u00a0 She moaned against his lips as her own wet tongue explored his mouth.\u00a0 Tracy pulled back and then moved, straddling Jeremy’s lap.\u00a0 She leaned next to his ear again.\u00a0 “I feel you against me, Jeremy.\u00a0 You feel good.\u00a0 You feel really good.”<\/p>\n

“I… Oh Jesus, Tracy.\u00a0 I didn’t-”<\/p>\n

“Nnngh,” the girl answered, biting her lip.\u00a0 The flesh above Tracy’s jeans pressed hard on the band of her pants as her ass swelled.\u00a0 Fabric stretched and she groaned as her ass filled the pants to bursting.\u00a0 The front of her crotch ripped slightly and she sighed at the small release.\u00a0 Tracy’s bracelet turned dark gray and she gasped.\u00a0 Unheard by their ears, metal whined as it stretched.\u00a0 The hooks of Tracy’s bras bent under the sudden pressure of Tracy’s breasts expanding.\u00a0 More fatty tissue and lobules grew in beneath the skin of her breasts and they pushed out until the bra strap snapped.\u00a0 Tracy moaned at the feeling of the bra breaking against her skin.\u00a0 Jeremy’s eager mouth found hers and they kissed until Tracy pulled away again.<\/p>\n

Tracy’s shirt pushed out under her swelling breasts and, with barely a thought to the people around her, Tracy pulled the bottom of the shirt up and over her head.\u00a0 Her small pushup bra fell to her lap, exposing her growing bosom.\u00a0 Thoughts slipped from Jeremy’s mind as his hormones raged.\u00a0 Tracy’s nipples were hard and erect and beautifully pink.\u00a0 He took one of the fat nipples in his mouth and Tracy cooed to him from above as he sucked at her.<\/p>\n

“Jeremy, my pants.\u00a0 Undo my pants, honey.”\u00a0 Tracy’s dulcet voice said.\u00a0 The young man wasted no time in undoing the button of the straining pants and he was rewarded with a soft sigh from Tracy.\u00a0 “That’s my good boy,” she told him.\u00a0 Guiding his hands, she brought them to her rear and he shoved them under the waistband of her loose jeans, massaging the soft flesh of her still expanding ass.\u00a0 When he accidentally bit Tracy’s nipple, she bucked and sucked in her breath.\u00a0 And then she pressed him harder against her tit in encouragement.\u00a0 Jeremy’s head moved back as Tracy’s breasts grew to a double-d.<\/p>\n

Slowly, the young man reached a finger down to find Tracy’s asshole.\u00a0 He looked up at her with her nipple in his mouth.\u00a0 Tracy’s face was radiant and blissful.\u00a0 He pressed the tip of his finger against her asshole and the young woman moaned.\u00a0 Slowly he worked the tip of his finger back and forth until he felt her open.\u00a0 She gasped when the tip of his finger entered her.<\/p>\n

“But… but… that’s my ass… Jeremy… oh God.\u00a0 Oh God that feels amazing.\u00a0 More.\u00a0 More finger, please.\u00a0 Deeper in me.”\u00a0 The girl moaned.<\/p>\n

Jeremy pushed deeper as he wriggled his finger back and forth.\u00a0 “Tracy, I want you to talk more.\u00a0 I love hearing a woman talk dirty.\u00a0 Tell me things.”<\/p>\n

“But… ohhh… but, what?”<\/p>\n

“Tell me you’re my whore,” the boy said.\u00a0 “Tell me you’re my dirty slut.”<\/p>\n

“Oohhhh… I… I… will you… oh God.\u00a0 Oh God, Jeremy.\u00a0 Will you fuck me if I do that for you?”<\/p>\n

“Yes,” the boy hissed through clenched teeth.<\/p>\n

Tracy lifted her heavy, full breasts.\u00a0 Her black bracelet was a counterpoint to the beautiful white skin of her soft body.\u00a0 She felt the heft of her breasts and a slight ache in her back as they continued to grow into h-cups.\u00a0 “I… I want you to… Oh sweet Jesus.\u00a0 I’m your dirty whore, Jeremy,” she whispered.\u00a0 “I want you to put your… your cock in me.\u00a0 I want to be your good girl.\u00a0 I want you to tell me I’m your good girl when I spread my legs for you.\u00a0 It feels so good inside, Jeremy.\u00a0 It feels amazing.\u00a0 I’ve never touched myself but now I… I…\u00a0 Please oh god please please I need you inside of me.\u00a0 Please.”<\/p>\n

Going to her knees, Tracy worked her pants down over the soft flesh of her expanded hips, exposing her glistening pussy to the multicolored lights of the room around them.\u00a0 Jeremy pulled his own pants down and his cock throbbed in the air.\u00a0 Tracy stopped when she looked down.\u00a0 She could see the clear liquid on the tip of Jeremy’s cock.\u00a0 She knew what it was called but it was hard to think.\u00a0 She wanted to giggle and fuck and… and… She needed to be fucked but she couldn’t resist touching the young man’s cock.\u00a0 Something inside of her pushed her to do it and she barely resisted.\u00a0 He wasn’t large but it was her<\/i><\/b> cock.\u00a0 She made him hard and he wanted her and that was all that mattered.\u00a0 Bending over, exposing her engorged pussy lips to the room, she deep throated Jeremy’s cock.\u00a0 Easily taking the length of him with a throat that no longer had a gag reflex, she sucked and bobbed on him until she felt him gripping her thick, long brown hair.<\/p>\n

Jeremy grunted and tensed and filled Tracy’s mouth with his cum.\u00a0 Tracy moaned at the taste that flooded her.\u00a0 Electricity flared along her spine, driving delicious spikes to the pit of her stomach as she pumped Jeremy’s cock, milking him for every last drop.\u00a0 Satisfied that she had all of it, Tracy sat up and then crawled forward, pressing her massive tits against Jeremy’s chest.<\/p>\n

“I… I don’t know if I can still…” Jeremy gasped.<\/p>\n

Tracy giggled as she held his still erect cock.\u00a0 “I think you still want it, sweetheart.\u00a0 I think you want Tracy’s hot wet pussy, don’t you?\u00a0 You want your slut’s juices around your hard cock.\u00a0 You want to hear your whore moan your name as she cums.\u00a0 Is that right?\u00a0 Am I doing it right for you, lover?”<\/p>\n

Jeremy’s cock slipped into Tracy’s wet cunt and they both gasped at the feeling of it.\u00a0 Tracy’s pussy gripped hungrily at his dick and the man dug his fingers into the woman’s big ass, spreading her open.\u00a0 “Oh… Oh…. I… I had no idea…. I had no… Oh fuck.\u00a0 Oh fucking Christ.”\u00a0 Tracy shivered and then moved, working her hips back and forth as she rode Jeremy’s cock.\u00a0 “Suck me.\u00a0 Oh please.\u00a0 My breasts are full of milk and I need to be sucked.\u00a0 Please, Jeremy.\u00a0 I’m aching for you.”<\/p>\n

The boy took a hard nipple in his mouth as the girl rode him.\u00a0 He knew he wouldn’t last long so he reached a finger into her asshole again.\u00a0 Tracy bit off a shrieked as he pressed his finger into her, feeling his cock through the flesh separating her ass and pussy.\u00a0 Her movements became erratic and know he knew she was also close.\u00a0 As he sucked, he tasted a warm, slightly sweet liquid on his tongue.\u00a0 Sucking harder made Tracy moan and shudder and more liquid leaked from Tracy’s nipple into his mouth.\u00a0 He could see a trace of milk leaking from her other lactating breast.<\/p>\n

“Dude, hey man, you can’t-”\u00a0 Spencer said beside the couch.<\/p>\n

“Oh Jesus!”\u00a0 Tracy screamed as her very first orgasm crackled through her body.\u00a0 The girl collapsed against Jeremy’s chest and her breasts splayed out to the side of her body.\u00a0 Tits, ass and thighs shook as Jeremy frantically pumped against the girl, gasping in his need to finish.\u00a0 With her mouth next to Jeremy’s ear, she whispered to him, “Fill me up.\u00a0 Make me yours, Jeremy.\u00a0 Fill me with your cum until I feel it in my belly.\u00a0 Make me your personal slut.”<\/p>\n

The boy threw his head back as every muscle in his body tensed.\u00a0 His cock pulsed once, twice, three times as he spewed cum deep inside of Tracy’s pussy.<\/p>\n

Spencer shook Jeremy.\u00a0 “What the fuck, man!\u00a0 Are you listening?”<\/p>\n

Jeremy’s head lolled to the side.\u00a0 The entire party had stopped and they were all watching him.\u00a0 Somehow, he didn’t care.\u00a0 He wanted to laugh and flip them all off but he couldn’t move.<\/p>\n

“And who’s this fucking slut?!”\u00a0 Spencer yelled.<\/p>\n

Tracy stood and worked her legs until her pants were completely off.\u00a0 She smiled at Spencer.\u00a0 “I’m your slut.”\u00a0 The young woman went to her knees and unbuttoned Spencer’s pants.\u00a0 The young man’s cock sprung from his pants and Tracy kissed it before taking it into her mouth.\u00a0 He was bigger than Jeremy and she felt the excitement race through her body at the thought of him fucking her.<\/p>\n

“Hey, you bitch!\u00a0 That’s my boyfriend!”\u00a0 Tracy looked to the side as she sucked at Spencer’s cock.\u00a0 The young man was moaning with his fingers in Tracy’s long hair and his eyes rolled back in his head.\u00a0 Spencer’s girlfriend, Bella, stomped over to Spencer’s side, tugging at him to come away.<\/p>\n

Tracy smiled around Spencer’s cock.\u00a0 Reaching forward, she pressed her fingers against Bella’s pussy through the girl’s yoga pants.\u00a0 The other woman moaned and then grabbed Tracy’s hand, guiding it up and into her pants.\u00a0 Tracy touched the woman’s pussy and felt it suddenly go slick around her fingers.<\/p>\n

Bella grinded her hips against Tracy’s fingers.\u00a0 Thoughts came harder to her as her chest strained at her bra.\u00a0 She giggled and pulled her shirt off, exposing her toned upper body.\u00a0 The flesh of her breasts pressed around the edges of her bra.\u00a0 She whimpered in frustration as she tried to control her body well enough to undo the clasps but Tracy’s fingers were driving her wild.\u00a0 Someone came from behind to undo her bra and she smiled when it fell away from her, freeing her breasts as the swelled.\u00a0 When someone (she looked down to see Aaron from her Algebra class) licked her nipple, she nodded in encouragement.\u00a0 Another person kissed her other breast and she moaned when they bit her nipple.\u00a0 The elastic material of Bella’s yoga pants ballooned out as her ass and hips widened.<\/p>\n

The sound of music was soon replaced by a slowly spreading orgy as, one by one, each person succumbed to the touch of one another.<\/p>\n

—–<\/p>\n

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