" Excuse me. This is, like, OVER?" I interrupted."Yes, why?" Because." I stood, opened my arms wide, facing Cindy. The space-time continuum folded. Th...t's the only way I explain her showing up in my arms. I hugged her and kissed her. Then I motioned for her to sit next to me.As Cindy and I sat there, our fingers interlaced together while the sheriff and the DA went back and forth.Finally the sheriff said, "If I had my druthers, I'd erase that last twenty-four hours."Cindy jumped in. "No, sir.. I'm now hard as a rock...Puto climbs on my hardness facing out...some water may have entered his ass too...I lie back as he rides me...his cock is bouncing and getting hard underwater...Puto swings around now facing me...he starts kissing me again...I can't get enough of his lips and tongue...my hands are roaming his awesome chest...I lean in and nibble on a nipple...I tell him I'm about to shoot...he hurriedly gets off my dick and starts to blow me...again with the hot mouth and water slipping. Completely secure alive, sensitive and yet tremendously excited. Cecilia pulled back from my mouth and stared at me. I felt the energy to move return to my whole body. She leaned back, still attached to my nipples with her nipples sucking mine. “Look at your breasts” Cecilia murmured. I gazed down to see that not only had my nipples become as thick and the areolas as large as hers but my entire chest had grown two massive breasts! I reached down to stroke my new appendages as Cecilia smiled. My Mum told her off for buying bikinis that were too skimpy. “Oh, for God’s sake, Tabatha, put some clothes on!” she was always saying. Not just about the bathers, but about the short shorts, the mini skirts, the spaghetti straps, the crop tops and the tank tops. In the second dream, I was sitting on my bed, looking out the window at Tabatha lying on a sunlounge. She was wearing a white bikini. She was lying on her stomach and she had untied the bra straps to avoid tan lines. She had.