I wiped the water off them but got his attention because he is a breast man. My shyness stepped in and I tried to conceal them. He asked me "what colo... bra I had on" and I proceeded to show him. He loved the color. That made me happy I chose a nice one. I tucked it back in but his hands had already found their way down the top of my shirt. My nipples were super sensitive for some reason. I jumped and let out a squeal. After a few more minutes of touching he said that "he was gonna get. .cherries? She followed him.Latos was reminding himself that this kind of thing happens to every guy sooner or later and he shouldn't let it get to him. He just had to push through it. Eye of the tiger, he told himself. He overheard a redhead in a cat costume talking in a knot of women: "It's just one of those things you have to deal with when you're dating a vampire. It’s hard, dating a vampire I mean. All the vampirism you have to put up with."He approached. "Pardon me," he said. Someone. A lot of the tables are part or fully occupied but I find one in the far corner that's free. Maybe because it still has used coffee cups and dirty plates scattered around. I pile all of them on a tray and leave my case under the table. If a thief goes for it I'll likely spot it but right now I'm past caring. Dumping the full tray on another pile of dirty trays I order myself a large latte and amble back to find my case thankfully hasn't been stolen.Rummaging in my shoulder bag I find my. I took a warm shower and I used a lot of conditioner on my hair that,incredibly, had kept the shape from the cut, then I went to get dressed.While I carefully dried my hair with the hairdryer, I stood naked infront of the mirror looking for inspiration on what to wear.Erica's pills had continued changing my body, even accelerating a bit.My wais had become even thinner, my ass was rounder and higher, and mybreasts were a full B cup. Regardless, I did not see a girl in themirror: just myself..