Onceagain, her breasts were free (and she felt good that way surprisingly)as she stared at the bra. She was fascinated by every detail. Why?Because si...ply, she'd never seen so well without her glasses. "What'shappening to me?" Ada dropped the bra, forgot her broken glasses, and squeezed hershirt closed again. She went for the door but once again she wasdistracted. Her hips were on fire! She turned to the mirror and gaspedloud enough for whoever was knocking to hear. Her hips were huge! Withan. This eventuality had been predicted, and mission control would have dealt with the problem, had not mankind been ravaged and civilization brought down by a devastating plague mere months after the launch.Roger and his colleagues continued their voyage, slumbering in stasis, unaware of the disaster that had befallen their homeworld. Their slumber continued, even after a massive meteor fell to Earth and destroyed all that remained of humanity, and any chance the astronauts may have had of being. He smiled. "Well how about that? I don't think I've ever inspired a girl to go on a murderous rampage in her car before." I wasn't on a rampage," she said, and heard some sulking in her voice. She didn't like that and actually, literally, shook it off. "I was just having trouble making a decision and then I did and I think it made me a little anxious to get on with things." Did this decision have anything to do with me?" he asked."Don't flatter yourself," she said. "I decided to go see a. She was on her back, and her bra was just hanging on her breast. She was staring out of the window, now trying to control her moans. I massaged her belly with special attention to her deep navel and then proceeded towards her breasts.I just asked can I remove it, and she nodded. Within a second, her breasts were stark naked. She was feeling shy being exposed in front of a guy not much younger than her own kid. Her breasts were milky white with big areolas and hard nipples. They must have been.