2 comments/ 51429 views/ 2 favorites Roleplays Revisited By: ArthurianMorgaine "Good god, look at her!" "What a cow!" "Ugh, how can she handle those?" Dana ignored the barely whispered comments about her bust line. Sporting a hefty 48H cup bust, the girl simply smiled at the would-be tormentors, gave her shoulders a slight twist, and her full breasts jiggled wildly and then smiled sweetly. "At least I know I could get any of your boyfriends if I tried." The other girls were silent and glared at her as she left the locker room, headed to meet her boyfriend, Justin. He smiled broadly as she left the college gym, and jogged over to her. The martial arts and track student embraced his girlfriend warmly. "How're you, beautiful?" "I'm pretty good. Classes were good, Yoga was relaxing and fulfilling as usual." "You know that new student? The weird girl?" "The one who most of the wannabe Goths were begging to join them?" "Yeah. She joined the martial arts club." "And? What about it?" The semi-short girl cuddled against Justin, sitting next to him on the bleachers. "Well, she's damned good- she can really lay down some serious pain on some poor soul. I still stayed on the top of the ranking list, though." "So you're still #1?" "Yep!" He smiled at her fondly. "Hey, look! There she is!" Justin pointed across the football field. A woman, slender, slightly tall, athletic, skin that was as pale as either of them had ever seen. There was an air of casual indifference about her- the way she moved, and her clothes, especially. Slightly baggy denim pants, faded camouflage colored adorned her hips and legs, the waist of the jeans too loose to stay up yet somehow staying up. A black t-shirt covered her torso, the styled lettering on the front proclaiming "Digital Angel", and a pair of circuit board wings adorned the back of the garment. The hem of the shirt had been cut high, exposing a slender midriff and the barest glimpse of the undersides of her breasts, full and round, though not very large- B or C cup sized. A gray baseball cap rested on her head, long silver/white hair done up in a loose ponytail hung out the back of the cap, and a pair of glasses- wire frames, circular lenses, blue tint- rested on her nose. Tiny ear bud headphones were in her ears and she hummed as she walked across the soccer field. Shouts and jeers were heard- there was a soccer practice in progress on the field and her walking around on the field was interrupting it. She was dancing, moving to the melody playing on her headphones, and anyone familiar with anime would note that she dodged and weaved among the players and the flying ball as Spike Spiegel of Cowboy Bebop fame would effortlessly flow through a fight without taking a hit. When she was a little over halfway across the field, the players started simply trying to hit her with the soccer balls, and still she avoided all of them, dancing, her body in fluid motion. Once she'd crossed the field, shouts, curse and taunts were thrown at here even more relentlessly than the soccer balls previously had. She smiled, faced the crowd, bowed in time for one last soccer ball to go over her head, turned, and continued her dancing walk. "She's crazy." Dana shook her head. "No, she's not human." "You think so?" "Yeah, she was double jointed in places it's not possible on a human body. Didn't you see?" "You mean I kicked the crap out of a nonhuman in martial arts today? SWEET!" "Justin! I thought you had an open mind about stuff like that!" "Hey, I do, baby, it's just... I mean, hell, most of the nonhuman races outrank us poor mortals on the physical ability charts, y'know? So it's gratifying to know I can even top a nonhuman. Which race do you think she is?" "Well, she's too pale to be a nightelf, and she's not a Sheen, there's not enough metal showing, and it's obvious she's not a nekomimi, so I'm thinking elf or flier." "Ah." "That's all you have to say, love?" "Well, I'm just a little surprised- I never really thought about it." Justin's embracing hands were slowly moving towards Dana's breasts, and she shied away. "Justin, don't. Please." "Sorry, Dana." "Look, I have class, I'll see you tonight, ok?" "The Gym, right?" "Right!" "All right, baby girl." The two separated and went their separate ways. Later that night... Bam! Pow! WHAM! The sounds of someone exercising using a punching bag echoed through the gym. Justin had arrived early, to surprise Dana and he cursed under his breath. Sarah was in the middle of the workout room in the gym- granted, it was secluded and you couldn't see out unless the door was open (which it was) and even then on a narrow view of the hallway was afforded. Justin simply hoped that Sarah's kickboxing would be noisy enough to prevent her from hearing Justin and Dana. Justin crept under the bleachers on the basketball court, smiling to himself as he looked down on the small air mattress he'd brought in. Perhaps tonight was the night. "Justin!" Dana's voice hissed from somewhere under the bleachers. Justin met up with her in moments. "Was having her here part of your surprise?" "No, actually. I'm surprised anyone's up this late." "Well, we're up." "True, Dana." Justin sat down on the mattress and pulled Dana into his lap. "You ok?" "Yeah, I'm just a bit tired." Dana sighed, stifling a yawn- she'd spent much of the day dashing back and forth across campus, and she was exhausted. Justin smiled slightly, easing her into a prone position on the mattress, and then cuddles next to her. "So take a nap, I'll be here for you." "Really? Thanks, Justin." She smiled a little, and closed her eyes, her breathing becoming even and slow as she meditated, resting her body and mind without actually sleeping. Justin thought she WAS sleeping and took an opportunity to grope her. Dana gasped and flinched, sitting up. "Is that what this was all about? Getting close enough to me so you could feel me up?" Justin glared, "We've been going out for two months now, and you haven't let me do more than hug you, let alone do anything else! Why the hell won't you put out, bitch? That's what a girlfriend DOES!" Off in the far end of the Gym, the sounds of kickboxing had slowed some. Justin pinned Dana and pulled at her shirt. The garment, already tight and strained from her overlarge breasts, tore easily. Her pants were removed with a bit more trouble, but he kept the now almost nude girl pinned the whole time and grinned, dropping his pants. "Justin, no, please." "Shut it, bitch!" He glared and shoved a piece of the fabric from her shirt into her mouth, gagging her, and grinned wickedly. "If you won't give it, then I'll take it." "I'd rather take YOU." A slightly deep feminine voice came from behind Justin as a large, slender pale hand landed on his shoulder. It took a half second for Justin to realize that the kickboxing noises had stopped and that the voice belonged to Sarah. In the time it took him to figure that out, he'd been lifted, bodily, off the floor by Sarah, who held him up with one hand, and was glaring at him, her eyes glowing with energy. Justin was too terrified to notice that the girl was also topless. "It's scum like you that make all my practice worth it- it's so frikkin SATISFYING to kick the ass of someone like you." *CRACK!* Her bare left foot swung up impossibly fast and crashed into Justin's left hip. She dropped him and he fell to the floor, nursing the point of impact. She stepped forwards, and Justin lashed out with his foot, toppling her by surprise. "Ah, bluffs and tricks, Justin. Really, I'd expect more from you." The two engaged in a quick battle, and Justin held his own for a while. Sarah was starting to lose ground, bruises forming from the multitude of hits on her body. Dana, watching had pulled what she could of her shirt over her front, and as Justin began to dominate the fight, her fear began to return. Then Sarah spoke something in a language Dana didn't recognize, and lightning flashed around Sarah's body, crackling and hissing and she began to land punches and kicks as fast as the lightning around her moved, and Justin began to lose ground, nursing electrical burns on the bruises the punches were giving him. After only a few minutes, he could barely move, and couldn't stand. Sarah landed her heel on the back of his head and knocked him out, the electricity fading from around her body. She walked over, and knelt beside Dana, looking her over. "You okay? Did he hurt you any?" She looked up at the pale woman and nodded slightly before breaking down and crying. "I-I-I've never had anyone do that before," she whimpered as she clung to the last remaining bits of shirt, in a vain effort to cover herself She sighed, helping the girl up. "I'm surprised at that- most guys would kill to touch a pair as big as yours. Can you stand?" She rested against the wall next to the bleachers and dried her tears with the shredded piece of fabric used to gag her. She looked into the woman's eyes and let go of her shirt long enough to wrap her arms around the taller woman. She practically sobbed, looking for a soft touch and comforting words. She put her arms around the girl and spoke soothingly, offering her the hem of her sweat-soaked training shirt to dry her tears with. "It's okay, it's all right. What's your name?" "D-Dana, yours?" she sniffed. "I'm Sarah. Nice to meet you, though I wish it was under better circumstances." "I've seen you around campus, and I wish too that we were meeting under different circumstances." Her eyes welled up with tears again and she was on the verge of a complete breakdown. "Hey, it's okay." She held the shorter girl close- though not too close out of respect- a tight hug would hurt her near-beach ball-sized breasts. "You're okay, Dana. It's all right." On the floor next to them, Justin groaned and moves his arm. Sarah's foot slammed into his side, and the boy was bashed into the bleachers and was unconscious once more. "Do you feel up to going to the nurse?" "I think I should, if only to keep you from getting in trouble. I know how he is," she said disgustingly, looking to the floor where Justin lay, "He would say that it was unprovoked and the Dean would have your ass." "The dean wouldn't believe his word against mine, especially if I was vouching for someone else." She blinked. "It's too late at night anyway, the nurse's office is closed. There's a first aid kit in my room. Come on." She looked around wearily, trying her best to cover herself completely before venturing out into the halls. Her face was covered with a deep blush as she kept tugging at the shirt. Sarah shrugged and pulled off her shirt, exposing a dark sports bra underneath and handed the shirt to the girl, guiding her into a side alcove. "Here, put this on, it should fit. Sorry about the smell, though." She smiled and slipped it over her head and over her well-endowed chest. "It doesn't smell at all! Well not bad, at least!" she said with a smirk. She chuckles. "Don't flatter me- it reeks of sweat so bad even I can smell it, and I've got a cold." She smiled and walked side by side with the taller woman. She watched the shorter girl walk, eyeing the massive mammaries the short girl owned, the nearly beach ball-sized mounds bobbing heavily with each step. "Damn, I'm jealous." "Of these?" she said, pointing to her breasts, "They might be sexy but it's not all it's cracked up to be! I have an extra 5 minutes in the shower each day, harsh backaches and I spend so much money on clothing. And now Justin has just ruined one of my shirts! Dammit!" She chuckled. "I'll help with the backaches- I wish I had your breasts, honest." Though that could also be interpreted in a sexual manner, it doesn't seem to be. In minutes, they reached Sarah's dorm room. She laid Dana down on the bed, and went over the bruise with an herb packet of some sort, and the pain subsided. "The swelling will go down in a few minutes. You live on the other end of campus, right?" "Yeah in Patterson Hall, the party hall," she said as she rolled her eyes. "I really don't want to go back though. Justin lives in the same hall and he could come in my room easily," she said, looking down. "Really? Then you can stay here until ResLife finds you a new place to stay. I'll see them in the morning.' She smiled and put the first aid kit away. "Whatever possessed you to go down to the gym at that hour?" "Justin convinced me. He wanted to spend some time alone with me, I didn't know things were going to turn out so bad." She curled up in a little ball on Sarah's bed and smiled contentedly. She chuckled. "I'm surprised you can curl up with those monsters at all... " She shook her head to clear it. "Here, you sleep there, I'll crash on the couch." "No, I'll take the couch, you have done so much for me already." She stretched and the bottom of Sarah's borrowed shirt rode up her trim stomach, exposing the very bottoms of her breasts. She let out a satisfied moan and slid off of the bed and staggered to the couch. "Can I borrow a pillow?" She shook her head. "You. Bed. Now. You need a real mattress under you with those boobs of yours- A couch won't do it. Bed! And that's final." She gave her a sad face in hopes of convincing her otherwise. "BITCH!" *WHAM!* They both jumped as Justin's voice came from the other side of the door, followed by a crash as he tried to ram it down. Sarah sighed. "Stay there, please" She said to Dana, and went outside. Two football players were tackling Justin as she opened the door. "Hey, Mike, Steve! Don't be too gentle, he tried to rough up one of the cheerleaders earlier." "WHAT? I DID NO- *WHUD!*" "Stupid fucker! Wake us up, will you?" Sarah went back into her room, smiling as the football team converged like angry wolves on the man who had woken them all up in the middle of the night. The door shut and Sarah started laughing. "Hehe. What an idiot. Even I know not to tick off the football team." Dana looked over, still in a half stupor. She shrugged and curled up once more, wrapping herself tightly in a blanket, with a pillow under her back, supporting it as she slept. She smiled, looking at the girl for a long moment to fix the image of those perfect breasts in her mind- she really didn't think a girl like her would want to be in the same room as a crazy lesbian girl. She stretched out on the couch and promptly fell asleep in the darkened room. Dana stirred, needing to use the bathroom in the middle of the night. She unwrapped herself, but not before stumbling and barely catching herself before she fell onto the occupied couch. She was inches from Sarah's face and panting heavily. Then something overcame her and she kissed the pale girl on the lips, very softly before stepping back and heading across the hall to use the bathroom. Sarah mumbled in her sleep, sitting for a moment and then was still, having slept through it all. Her eyes snapped open the moment the door opened. "Dana? Are you ok?" "Yeah, I need to use the bathroom!" she said, standing there in only a t-shirt and her panties, looking for her pants but then giving up, figuring no one would be out at this time of night. "I'll be right back!" "Okay!" She closed her eyes, though the image of the sexy huge breasted girl wouldn't leave her mind, and she rolled over, facing the back of the couch, one hand between her thighs, panting softly, though even that was muffled. Dana jogged as best as she could to the bathroom, which was only a few doors down, and went in. She then jogged back and knocked really quietly before entering, panting softly, breasts heaving a bit. "Back!" she said as she climbed back in bed, "Night!" "Mmmm" The noise was sleepy, non-committal, and about the only thing that made Dana stop and think about it was that the room smelled faintly of female sex. Dana inhaled deeply and smiled as she rolled herself up in her blankets and placed the pillow under her back, dozing off once more. Morning came, and Dana awoke to the sound of Sarah walking into the room from the shower. Dana hadn't noticed, but Sarah had a suite room- she had a bathroom and shower attached to her bedroom, and it was from there that the girl had come. She had a TV, computer, game system, a set of bunk beds, though the mattress on the top one was stacked on top of the bottom mattress, making for a slightly taller but much softer bed. The first aid kit was on the wall next to the door and there was a full out tall metal locker in one corner, the door open, revealing a set of swords, as well as a metal staff and some brass knuckles. "Morning, Dana!" Sarah was topless, and she sported a fine pair of C cups, though they looked like they could pass for D's in the right bra. She was slightly muscular, though more on the side of slender and wiry than anything else. Dana rolled out of bed and walked across the room, wrapped in the blanket and she sat on the couch. "How did you sleep last night? I didn't mean to kick you out of your bed." "I slept fine, and you didn't kick me out of my bed. Go shower, cutie." She giggled and tossed Dana a clean, dry towel. She caught the towel and giggled. Walking through the door she looked at the shower with apprehension. 'There's no way I'm going to be able to fit in there!' she thought. But she needed a shower and took off her clothes, putting them in a pile on the floor. She approached it sideways and massaged one breast through the door with more than a little pain and difficulty. She panted and worked on massaging the other one through. She whimpered softly as she finally managed to get both in. She turned around and her nipples rubbed against the shower doors. She let out a loud moan and turned on the water COLD, trying to shake the erotic feelings from her body. As she cooled down she heated up the water and wet her hair. She blinked at the noises. "You okay Dana?" Once she heard the water running she assumed Dana was okay and things were fine. She stretched out, replayed the sexy image of the massive breasted girl in her mind and started fingering herself, panting slightly. Dana also couldn't shake her feelings of eroticism and her hand traveled down in between her lips, as her left hand rubbed her large breasts. She arched her back, coming silently and taking a moment to clean the mess up with her towel, tossing it into the hamper and dressing, pulling her bra and panties and then her pants and shirt. Dana had come at the same time and her juices ran down her leg as she continued to bathe. She washed under and over her breasts, making sure to get every inch. Dana sighed as she rinsed off and turned off the water. 'It was hard enough to get in here and now I am turned on and they are bigger!' she thought. Sarah knocked on the shower room door. "Dana? You okay?" "Sarah," she whimpered, "I don't think so." She leaned against the bathroom door. "Do you need help?" "I don't know! I don't know what you would do if you came in here. I can't get out!" She blinked. "Can't get out?" "I'm stuck in the shower stall!" She tried to figure it out. "Can I come in?" "If you must," she said wearily. "Only of it's okay. Dana, what can I do?" "I don't know. This has never happened before! My... my breasts were hard to get in through the door when I first got in and they grew while I was bathing. It is a side effect of being big breasted." "You got turned on and they swelled, right?" She nodded and said a soft "yes," feeling quite embarrassed. "Well, pinch yourself, silly! Get rid of the sex high and they'll shrink, just not as fast. I had a roommate like you last year, she had the same problem. Kill the sex high and you just need to squeeze yourself out of the shower. I'll wait out here so you have some privacy." Roleplays Revisited She turned on the water again, the coldest it could get and thought of last night with Justin and she felt her sex high going down. She pushed and grunted and managed to squeeze one breast out of the stall before she needed to take a break and catch her breath. She thought more about the bad things that had happened and finally escaped, slipping and catching herself, her top-heaviness getting the best of her occasionally. "You okay, now?" She said yes and wrapped the towel around her but it didn't fit around her bust line. She rolled her eyes and said meekly "I hope you don't mind but I'm going to come out topless, the towel doesn't fit around me," and she wrapped the towel under her breasts, covering her lower portion. She turned sideways and came out, blushing a bit when she caught Sarah's gaze. Sarah's eyes met Dana's and politely looked away when she came out, though her mind was full of lust and little else. "Take your time, Dana." "Do you have another shirt I can borrow?" she said, her back towards Sarah. "Yeah, there's on the in the dresser, second drawer down. Mary left a few of her shirts here, they should fit you better than mine." She smiled and rummaged through the drawers until she found one of the larger ones. She slipped it over her head and it covered most of her body, down to her upper thigh. "Better?" she asked, pulling the shirt down, her wet hair clinging to her face in places. "Much! Felling better?" "Yes!" she smiled. She grinned. "Good. We can go to ResLife today, and go back to your room and get some of your stuff to bring here- you can stay with me until ResLife gets this whole mess sorted out." "Thank you so much," she said as she embraced the tall woman again. She smiled, gently hugging the girl as well. In a few hours, ResLife decided that Dana would move into Sarah's room permanently. Justin was on probation, and Sarah had moved all of Dana's stuff into her room. "There! All moved in!" Dana arched her back and stretched. She rooted through her drawers and pulled out a sexy top and changed into it. It was low-cut and her ample breasts practically spilled out of the top. "Sarah, we should go out tonight! It'll be fun!" Sarah laughed a little. "Maybe- only after dark though. Sunlight and me don't mix well." She smirked. Dana hadn't asked about the fight with Justin at all- Sarah was glad of that, and hoped that she'd forgotten it or attributed it to... well, something. "You glad to be moved in?" She took a deep breath, wincing a bit and wriggling around as if trying to get comfortable. "I am so glad to be moved in. I wanted to thank you for letting me stay here." She fiddled with her shirt, "I think this thing shrank in the wash or something. It's so tight!" She chuckled. "Probably shrank in the wash- I'll re-seam it for you later, get it to fit right- Mary had me do that with many of her shirts- I'm a decent seamstress." "Really? You would do that for me? You are such a great friend!" she said as she wrapped her arms around the pale woman, pressing her over-large breasts to Sarah's chest. She grinned. "Hah! I try to be." She winked, "I'm much better to hang out with than that idiot Justin." "So far so good," she jested, punching the girl in the arm playfully. She giggled and ran from Sarah, hiding behind a bunk bed. Her life was better now and she was definitely more playful. Sarah laughed, getting up and stretching, going through a few calming exercises and limbering her body up. "So did you have anything in mind for tonight?" "I want to go to a club or go out for dinner or do anything really! You can pick if you would like," she said, pulling out a brush and letting down her long hair. She shrugged, continuing to stretch and relax. She moved slowly now, her breasts no longer confined to the sport bra she usually wore. In a simple pair of black shorts and a gray t-shirt, which, amazingly, was loose on her. She simply went through a number of slow acrobatic motions. "Nah, you pick- you wanted to go out." Dana curled up on her bed and smiled softly. "Can you pass me another shirt, this one feels like it is going to tear!" She ran her fingers along the bottom hem of the shirt and tugged it up. She wriggled it over her breasts and very gently got it off. She looked at the stitching on the sides and saw that it was going to give way. "I haven't worn this in a couple months but it wasn't this tight then and the stitches weren't this worn. I hate growing out of these things!" Sarah chuckled, and tossed Dana another shirt. "Maybe you're growing?" "I don't want to grow! It is nice having these big things but it is expensive as all hell to replace the clothing an specialty bras!" She pulled the larger shirt over her expansive mams and sighed as it fit her like she was used to. Tight around the bust and loose around her stomach, "Thanks Sarah!" She smirked. "It's no problem. So! Where to, oh grand navigator?" "How about we go to my favorite clothing store and then out to that new club, Heaven?" She grinned. "How... appropriate." She grinned. "Deal! And the best part is, I don't have to make like an H.G. Wells character to go out! SWEET!" "When the sun goes down we will leave!" she said, laying down and rubbing her smooth tummy, "I have no idea what we are going to do until then." She peeked outside and the sun had almost set. "Two minutes of sunshine won't kill me!" She dressed up in a black t-shirt with "Digital Angel" on the front and circuit board wings on the back, a very nice sparkling electric blue skirt, and a Blue Morpho Butterfly hairpin, "Ta-Daa! Let's go!" She slipped on a skirt and left her over-sized shirt on. She grabbed her purse and made sure she had her credit card. "Let's go to the store! I need something cute! They went outside and Dana put on her sunglasses, "My car, or do you have one?" "My car- it's cooler." She grinned, adjusting wire frame glasses with circular, blue-tinted lenses to them that gave her a very Anime look. She went over to her car- a DeLorean, and got in, starting the engine, revving it for a moment. "Ahh, beautiful!" Tinted windows and a tinted windshield- as well as the aluminum body and solid chrome hubcaps had all been tinted, giving the car a very dark, stealth-aircraft look to it. Dana eased the passenger seat back a few notches, making it more comfortable for her and her massive mams. "The place I want to go to is on 6th Street, close to the Boulangerie Bakery." She rubbed her tummy, thinking about the yummy pastries at the shop next door. "Got any cool tunes?" She chuckled. The seatbelts were four-point racing harnesses, which would be safer and easier on Dana's body than a standard seatbelt would. The dash had been completely redone- gauges and dials all customized, wires and tubes everywhere, like a home-done job or something out of science fiction movie. She reached over and flipped a few switches, and the radio came to life. "Pick a station you like, or I can pick some tunes to go with this." She drove to the store quickly, though under the speed limit, and smiled as they arrived. She smiled and glanced over at Sarah. Taking off her seatbelt she climbed out of the car and went to the door of the bakery, "I can't shop on an empty stomach!" she said, grinning from ear to ear. She chuckled. "Go on, I'll look for clothes for you!" She shrugged and went into the bakery. She inhaled deeply and smiled a contented smile. Surveying the glass cases, she spotted an apple turnover and a small pumpkin pie and she was drawn to it. "Ma'am, I want the turnover and the pie and I need something for Sarah... hmmmmmmm... How about one of those galettes over there, the raspberry kind and a half dozen molasses cookies!" Her tummy rumbled at the mere thought of it all. Sarah grinned, walking in a minute or so before Dana made her purchase, a bag in one hand. "Find anything you like?" Dana held up three paper bags and a bakery box, "I got some things for you that you should try! I love this stuff!" she said, inhaling the scent of the bakery once again before going out and dragging Sarah with her. As she walked in, the woman at the counter smiled at her, "Dana, so nice to see you again. The Attic is open," the shop-keep said. Dana waved and made her way to the back and to a door. It revealed a set of stairs that she climbed almost immediately. Once at the top she made a beeline straight towards a rack of shimmery, satin blouses. She pulled some out and modeled them against her chest. The rest of the store above the boutique was set up pretty much like the place below. Shirts and skirts tailored to the fuller figured, big-breasted, and any other sizes deemed "odd" by the major labels. All of the garments seemed hand-made with unique, feminine details. "Sarah what do you think about this red one?" She nodded. "I bought you some stuff I can alter to fit you, too!" "Ohhhh let me see!" she said, grabbing at the bags like a child, rattling the bags full of pastries. She grinned and kept them away. "Shush! You'll see when we go back to the room! Where's this club you mentioned?" "It's uptown. I think I am going to get this red one... I like the sleeves." She went down the stairs, paid for the purchase and gave the teller a small hug, both of their large breasts brushing slightly. She left and went back out to the car, pulling out a molasses cookie and putting it in Sarah's mouth before she had a time to object. "Good?" She chewed and her eyes lit up. "That's awesome! Share!" "Nu uh! Mine!" she said, turning away and gobbling two cookies at once. She pouted, and then grinned tickling Dana ferociously" fine! I guess I'LL wear all the new clothes I bought!" Her eyes opened wide and she gave up the bag of cookies. She pulled out another bag and nibbled on a turnover, poking her tongue at Sarah. She ate a cookie and started driving, taking directions from Dana when needed. "So this is the club, eh?" She looked a bit downhearted at the closed door. "I guess it's not open yet. Want to park and eat, or do you just want to go home. I don't really care either way. I have clothes and pastries and I am happy!" she said smiling like a little child. She grinned. "We came out here to club, and club we will! We'll eat and wait." She nodded and munched cookies. Dana shrugged and took a bigger bite out of the turnover, the apple filling dribbling down her chin. She giggled and offered her a bite. She giggled, finishing the cookies. "What else did you get?" "I got a pie and something special for you. I think you will like this!" She produced the round, fruit-filled pastry and smelled it before offering it to the pale woman. She blinked, breaking off a piece and eating it. "Oooh goodness... that's an orgasm in a pastry, all right!" Dana smiled and took the fragrant pie out of the box and broke off a piece, putting one in Sarah's mouth and one in her own. She moaned and licked her fingers. She purred, eating the pie and feeding some to Dana as well, smiling softly, almost cuddling close to the girl before remembering that she didn't know if the busty girl was bi or lesbian, and backed off. Dana rubbed her stomach, oblivious to any sort of sexual innuendos and such. She chuckled, watching the girl. "A healthy appetite, I see." "My mom always used to say that I ate like a cow! Eat more of this pie, it's still warm in the center!" She ate a couple slices and gave the rest to Dana. "Eat up!" Dana took the last bit, looked at Sarah and then gobbled the last piece in one bite. She laughed. "Hungry?" "Just a little," she said innocently. She smiled. "When's the club open?" She looked at her watch, "It's almost 10... I think we could drive by again." She took off her top and slipped on the red satin one, buttoning the rose shaped buttons, "How do I look?" She watched, fascinated. "Beautiful." Dana blushed a brilliant shade of red and turned away, "thanks" she said meekly. She smiled. "No problem." "Ohhh there's a line! Let's get going! Take five bucks with you to pay for the cover and leave the rest." She smiled, going over. In no time at all, they were in the club. Sarah proved to be an impressive dancer, and grinned at Dana. She swayed her hips and was entranced by the music. Dana, always a flirtatious dancer, bumped and ground against Sarah. "I love this song!" she shouted over the introduction to a loud-thumping techno song. Sarah blushed a little, smiling happily. "Glad you're having fun!" She smiled as she continued dancing and then after her song was over she went to the bar and got a coke. "Would you like anything Sarah?" she yelled over the music. "Grab me a root beer!" Dana motioned for a root beer from the bar tender and slipped her a nice tip, letting her hand rest for what seemed like a bit too long on the woman's hand. She smiled and turned to Sarah and handed her the drink. "Let's go sit down for a bit." She nodded, breathing a little hard. "Sure. Whew!" She sat down on one of the long couches and rested her head on Sarah's shoulder, "Having fun?" Sarah nodded. "Yeah, a little. You?" She didn't get to hear Dana's response, because suddenly there was a man, reeking of booze and looming over them both, and speaking in a slurred voice. "Hey, you big tittied bitch! C'mere I want to take you home with- *HURK*!" Sarah never let him finish; landing a blow to the man's stomach that had him doubled over in pain. The bouncer was there in seconds, and demanded to know what happened. Sarah said something bout the man groping her roughly and then going for her friend before she stopped him. The man was ejected from the club the moment she finished. "Anyway... you were saying?" Dana smiled, "nothing." "You having fun?" "Yeah!" she said, nodding and then snuggling the pale woman. She blinked, a bit surprised. "Comfy?" Dana got up a bit, "Was I making you uncomfortable?" "Not at all, I was just wondering, that's all." "I was very comfy. You make a nice pillow," she jested. She chuckled. "You'd make a better one!" "HEY!" she said as she punched Sarah again in the shoulder. "Ow! hey!" "That didn't hurt you!" She giggled. "Nah, not really." Dana sighed, "Are you getting tired of this yet? This club isn't as good as it used to be." She nodded. "Let's get the heck out of here!" "Maybe we could get some more dessert?" she said sheepishly, licking the tips of her fingers. Sarah grinned, walking in a minute or so before Dana made her purchase, a bag in one hand. "Find anything you like?" She gently guided Dana out to the car, looking a little worried as Dana had increasing amounts of trouble walking in a coordinated fashion, and then just having troubles walking at all. She "accidentally" bumped her finger against the girl's lips and then sniffed it, licking her finger. Someone had spiked her drink. "You smell good," she said, sounding very intoxicated. She stopped right in the middle of the parking lot and put her hands on the taller woman's waist and stood on her toes, pressing her hot lips against Sarah's. "Ohhh, Sarah, you are delicious." It was not a normal alcohol spike either. Her overly sexual nature seems to hint at ecstasy. Drugs, inhibition reducers, sexual stimulants... she could taste them all and her body naturally countered them with it's own, and so she felt nothing from them. The men emerging from the alley seemed to have some ideas as to why Dana's drink had been spiked, however. Dana hung on Sarah and massaged her own breasts, "Sarah, make love to me. I want to carry your children!" she said as she giggled hysterically. She spotted the men and wanted to bring them over as well, "Come one Sarah, let's have some fun!" "Hey... looks like you only spiked one of them, Mike." "Bullshit! Hey, it's only one girl. We can take her easily. C'mon!" The first got two steps towards Sarah before one heel crashed into his head, and she continued around, spinning her other foot around as her first connected with the pavement, and bashed the next attacker across three parking spaces. Once back on her feet, she dropped into a crouch and watched as the rest came to a halt, watching her warningly. She cracked her knuckles and smirked. "Well? Come on, then." Dana giggled even more and whined playfully, "But Sarah, I wanted to play!" Then her hands traveled distractingly lower, past Sarah's stomach and down to feel her nether regions. She flinched and pulled Dana's hands away, and then leapt forwards, tackling into the group of men and her fists blurred around her, lashing out to connect with them all in passing and knocking most of them. She rolled to her feet and walked over to Dana, guiding her away and to the car. "Come on, we need to get you home, so you can sleep this off." "But Sarah, I want you!" she moaned. "Please," she panted before losing her balance. She grabbed onto Sarah's arms in a panic and she the ground a little softer than she would have if Sarah weren't there. She giggled before whimpering, her senses screwed up by the drug. She leaned down and helped the girl back to her feet, and then into the car. "C'mon, you need sleep Dana." "I'm not tired! Please, I want to go dancing again!" she said, leaning on the tall woman. "You're going home, Dana." She started the car and drove them both home, and helped the girl out of the car, across the quad, and into their dorm room. Sarah was exhausted, flopping onto the couch after tucking Dana into her own bed. Dana got up, the drug still active in her system and she curled up with Sarah. "You didn't give me a kiss goodnight," she said in her most sultry voice. Sarah was half asleep by now and leaned over, gave Dana a quick kiss and then slumped back under the covers, her back complaining about the fact that she should be in a bed right now anyway. "There's the kiss, Dana- please go to sleep, okay?" "That's not a kiss! This is a kiss!" Dana leaned in and kissed her more passionately. "Sarah, I love you." She grumbled softly, only audible by her own ears, "Let's see you say that when you sober up." When she looked at the busty woman she softened her harsh face, "Dana, okay, fine you have your kiss- please, go to bed!" "Awwwwww Sarrie, don't be so hostile. All I want is to feel your sexy body against mine," she said with lust-filled eyes. Sarah wasn't sure what made her do it, and she didn't reflect on it. She pulled Dana into bed and kissed her, her saliva mixing with Dana's- a side effect of this was that Dana would recover from the drugs in a few minutes- in the middle of having sex. She put her arm around the busty girl and smiled. "You want me? Come and get me." She smiled and licked the girl's lips before wriggling down her body to nestle herself in between Sarah's breasts. She began undoing the buttons and then her senses cleared as she finished on the last one. She blinked over and over and began panting. She looked to Sarah's eyes, looking for some sort of reassurance that she was not trespassing. Sarah cuddled the busty girl close and kissed here, a long passionate kiss, rubbing her thigh between Dana's legs as she ran her thumb expertly across Dana's left nipple though her shirt and bra. She knew that tomorrow there'd be much talking to do, but until then, she could do as she pleased. Dana arched her back at Sarah's touch, her nipples so sensitive. "Sarah, is this.... I mean, is it... okay?" she half whimpered. She answered with is kiss. "Ask again and it isn't. You should know yourself better than this, Dana love." She panted and kissed more lovingly, softly with the lips, light probing of the tongue, feeling the silky smoothness of her partner. "Mmmm, you taste so good!" she said softly and huskily in the woman's ear. She slid a hand down the curve of Sarah's breasts and felt the sensitive nubs poking out, begging for attention. Roleplays Revisited Her hands deftly undid Dana's shirt and undid her bra, the huge, heavy globe, pressing against Sarah even with Dana holding herself up at arm's length. She cupped the mounds as best she could, moaning softly and loving the feel of them. Dana felt a rush of pleasure at Sarah's touch, her breasts more sensitive than normal as Sarah's magic went to work within them. "God, I love your breasts Dana...." She gasped, no one having touched her like that before, so knowingly, so passionately. She had forgotten to breathe as her senses took over. She could feel her heavy arousal and then her breasts grew their normal two or three cup sizes when she was turned on. He little nipples poked out, begging to be sucked or fondled some more She purred, flipping around and pinning Dana to the bed, Her D's paling in comparison to the massive breasts Dana had, the sweet girl unknowing of the fate that awaited her. Sarah's lips and tongue worked on one of Dana's nipples their touch like electric passion, her fingertips dancing a sexual tattoo of touches and teases between Dana's legs, one hand desperately trying to knead and massage the vast mounds before the tall pale girl. Sarah took a moment to savor the beauty of this woman before her. Short, petite, yet extreme at the same time- barely four feet tall, breasts that most supermodels would kill to get and on her slender, short body, they seemed even bigger. Sarah smiled. They were small compared to what they could be, and would eventually become. She kept suckling and licking, hoping to trigger an orgasm with one nipple alone. She teetered on the edge of orgasm. She arched her back and balled up the sheets in her hands, desperate to make the sensations last as long as possible. "Please... Sarah... more!" was all she managed to utter. Sarah's free hand reached over, far, far over, her thumb glistening with her own saliva, the licked digit descending towards the as-yet untouched right nipple, and then rubbed against it once, twice, the warm erotic sensations filling Dana's right breast as well, and this wave of pleasure alone should be more than enough to tease an orgasm into the open. She let out an animalistic moan and came harder than ever. Her eyes were hazed over and her skin glistened with a sheen of sweat. Then she could feel a familiar tingling in her breasts. The tingling that told her they were actively growing. She thought her mind must have been deceiving her; she couldn't be actually growing. Maybe getting bigger because of arousal but not growing! Sarah purred, her lips and tongue busy lick, sucking and nibbling on Dana's nipples, her hands busy kneading the huge mounds, and Sarah demonstrated her flexibility by sliding one foot up and teasing Dana's pussy with her toes. Dana arched her back and muffled a scream of delight. "Sarah... I need...I need to kiss you!" She kept her hands on Dana's breasts and leaned down between them to kiss the lovely girl, frenching her passionately. Dana grasped Sarah's lower back and forced their mounds to grind seductively. "Ohh god Sarah! You have me drunk with passion for you!" She moaned and rubbed against Dana, and leaned one foot off the bed, grasping her vibrator between her big and second toe and the took it into her hand, and slid it into Dana, cranking it as high as it would go. She moaned and came hard again, nearly passing out. "Sarah, I n-need to b-breathe!" She let up for a moment and cuddled the girl close. "Happy?" She nodded and then smirked, toppling the taller woman, bearing the weight of her breasts on her. "I've got you now!" she cackled as she began to kiss every little bit of visible pale flesh. She giggled and then moaned and the smiled, cuddling close. "Ooooh..." Dana smiled and reached around her back and undid the clasps of her bra and tossed the restraining garment aside. She took her hot mouth to Sarah's freed nipple. Suckling like a child, she moaned and sent vibrations through her soft flesh. She moaned loudly, arching her back with pleasure and held Dana's head to her breasts, loving the sensation. "Oh goddess... YES!" She continued to suckle the taller woman, her whole mouth enveloping Sarah's nipples and areola, which were only a slightly darker shade of pale. Dana loved her pale skin, finding it so exotic. She traced her hands around her belly button and up and down her taut stomach. A hand found it's way into Sarah's waistband and she went even lower. Her tight, trim belly trembled under Dana's fingertips, and once her fingers slid past the waistband of her panties, Sarah's hips bucked, and Dana found her fingers deep inside Sarah, who almost screamed in pleasure from the sensations. Dana practically tore open the button on Sarah's jeans and eased them down her slim but shapely hips. She slid her panties off and saw a patch of sparse, shockingly white hair, like on her head. Dana found her dripping honey pot and snaked her fingers in and out, massaging her clit and fluttering her fingers inside the pale woman. "Please Sarah, cum for me! God you look so sexy like that!" She writhed in pleasure, and a moment later, she could hold back no longer, and the floodgates opened. Rather than an escalating series of orgasms, hers happened all at once, forming a gigantic, explosive orgasm, a gush of cum rushing to vacate her nether regions. Once the ten-second blast of pleasure faded, she slumped onto the bed, her throat raw from screaming, her body coated in sweat, and her body suffused with the trembling comfort of afterglow. Dana curled up behind her, pressing her breasts to Sarah's back and playing in the slippery mess between Sarah's legs. Sarah sighed, and smiled. "Feeling better?" Dana purred softly, "Much! But I have a problem... I am sooooo sleepy now! What time is it?" she said as she looked at the clock. "Oh god! I shouldn't have looked at that! It's 3am!" she grumbled. "Sarah, I need to sleep this off," she said, patting her breasts. She chuckled. "Sleep, lovely. You'll feel better in the morning." She curled up close with her lover and whispered a mumbled "goodnight" before drifting off to sleep. She cuddled as well, and slept, as the spell she'd woven took hold. Morning came, and both awoke. Dana, groggy and tired from drugs, a late night, and sexual haze, didn't notice much- overbalanced a little cause of the few extra cup sizes she'd gained, but if she thought about it at all, she attributed it to sleepiness and the rest. Once she tried to squeeze into the shower, and found it halfway to being impossible, she woke up. She grabbed her tape measure and measured, then grabbed her bra and tired it on. Even with the straps let all the way out and on the loosest set of hooks, her breasts still spilled out of the cups- she'd gained four cup sizes since yesterday. "Sarah!" she half whimpered, "Sarah, I... I have a problem!" She reexamined the tape measure and looked at the shower door. "I have grown!!" Sarah was next to her, brushing her teeth. She looked over. "Huh. Do they feel different?" "A little bit, kind of tingly like they used to when they grew but that's not the problem! I can't fit into anything! " She looked down at her useless bra, her back already aching from lack of bust support. "I don't know what I'm going to do! I cant even fit in the bathroom, let alone the shower!" She led Dana back into the bedroom. "You lay down for a bit, and I'll mess with your shirts and bras so they'll fit, okay?" "I don't doubt your talents but I don't think it is possible! But please, work your magic." Dana meant magic in the most innocent of ways but didn't know how true she was. Sarah chuckled. "Give me a shirt you want fixed, and a bra you don't care about- after I fix them up, you'll wear them long enough to buy you new clothes, okay?" She forfeited her bra that was lying on the floor and a shirt that could be played with, a bit reluctantly, rather not having to part with them. Sarah took them and a box of random stuff into the bathroom and locked the door, ten minutes later, she tossed Dana a hastily fixed bra, and a shirt with the side seams replaced with pull-able strings, like those on an old-fashioned corset. She smiled and put them on, fitting her like a well-made glove. "Ohhh thank you Sarah!" she said as she wrapped her arms around her ingenious lover, "My back thanks you too! But the only thing is, I have no idea why I'm growing again!" "You keep growing like that, and you'll make beach balls jealous!" She sighed and lay down on her bed, her back making cracking noises as she eased herself down. "Ohhhh man! I really need to exercise!" She sat up and went to her closet, getting undressed as she went. She pulled out a large sports bra and stretched it as big as it could get and forced her left breast into the confining garment. Then she took the right one and massaged it into the bra as well. It creaked and protested as she breathed. Her breasts were miraculously contained and buoyed themselves as she walked about the room in her undies, looking for a pair of suitable pants. She found a pair of gray yoga pants and slid them over the curve of her ass. Most of her trim tummy was visible for once and she displayed it proudly. "You ready to go yet?" She chuckled. "Sure, if you agree to leave that outfit on afterwards." "Why? Do you like it???" she grinned. "Yeah!" "Get dressed already, unless you are going to wear those!" "Yeah!" She grinned and ran her hands over the soft curves Dana had. She slipped into a pair of loose workout pants and her usual sport bra and headed for the door. Dana trotted past her, breasts bobbing up and down as she ran. She poked her tongue at her sexy lover and ran to the gym, waiting for her to be rejoined. Sarah easily kept abreast with Dana and chuckled. "You can't run for long with those monsters..." She was panting heavily already. "I thought you'd never catch up!" She slowed down and leaned against Sarah for support. Sarah slowed, helping Dana, one arm around her shoulders, the other pressed gently against Dana's lower back for support and a bit of minor magickal healing, though Dana wouldn't know that. "Take it easy- you're not allowed to run, or even try running any more, unless you have something to rest your breasts on. I mean that quite literally and seriously. You'll have to do leg lifts and slow jogs, too." "I don't want to be treated any differently because my breasts are growing. I can handle it myself!" she huffed. She glared and stopped Dana. "You could risk permanently injuring you back, which would seriously hamper your mobility- up to the point of needing a special walker or a wheelchair. You'll do this in the ways I ask, Dana." She attempted to cross her arms again, like before but it was still equally impossible. "Sarah, I know I have to be careful but I can't stop being me! I will exercise and eat right and not gain any weight except in the part that is growing. Please, don't treat me any different," she pouted. "Fine!" She smiled and relented. "I'm going to go kick box, see if anyone else wants to spar with me." She leaned against the wall and let Sarah pass. When she did, she went to the weight lifting area, hobbling a little bit. 'Owwwwwies! My back hurts so badly! Sarah was right... why don't I ever listen to anyone??' She went over and sat on the sit-up bench and positioned her feet so that they were held in place. She crossed her arms as best as possible, practically covering her face and began doing sit-ups. Sarah went and exercised, sparring and then later practicing with a punching bag, and came out to find Dana, a small backrub later, the buxom girl was feeling well enough to stand, and both headed for their room to clean up. She sat down on her bed, "What time is the appointment tomorrow?" she said as she was slipping off her pants. "10AM." Sarah cuddled close to the sweat-soaked Dana, both their bodies smelling of exertion and workout and Sarah was practically drooling over the buxom girl. She ran her hands over the sweat-soaked bra. "Goddess, you're making me so horny..." "Sorry," she said, trying to be innocent "Don't be sorry." She kissed Dana and moaned, pressing close, kneading her big breasts through her bra. "Goddess, I want you..." "I'm sorry?" she said, giggling insanely She guided the buxom girl into the bathroom and helped her into the tub, which was full of perfectly warm water. Sarah stripped naked and climbed in as well and began to massage and knead Dana's soft breasts. "Oh, are we going to have a bath together?" she said as she cocked her head to the side coquettishly. She grinned. "We're going to have wild crazy sex until we fall asleep!" She passionately kissed Dana frenching her aggressively. Dana couldn't keep up the innocent act any more. Her bra creaked as she began to get aroused and her cup size increased. "Owww, Sarah," she whimpered so deliciously, "My breasts, are growing. My bra is getting tighter!" She moaned, slipping the garment off Dana and helping her into the tub Sarah began kneading with one hand, and fingering Dana fast with the other, frenching her still. Her breath quickened and her fingers groped around and pinched her nipples. Sarah pried the garment off her, helping the girl into the tub and cuddled close, frenching, kneading and fingering her passionately. She eased herself into the water and sighed. "Oooooh, Sarah, it's delicious!" She kissed and her fingers found their way to her slit, probing her hot hole and flicking her clit She moaned, and redoubled her efforts to pleasure Dana and make her grow- she was hungry and wanted more, much more- she wanted Dana to grow as much as she could this time- six or seven cup sizes- the mere thought of it made her muscles clench and her back arch as she came and continued to pleasure her lover. "Ohh goddess Dana...."