Budding. Breasts. And they were growing on him. It didn't seem real. Hisnipples were large and pink - and tender as breast tissue began to build."No!"...was all he could cry - but just at that moment he felt his ballsacktighten. His hands slowly came away and he looked down. Down past thatsmooth, soft belly and saw, and felt his scrotum literally tightening.Blonde curls fell into his vision, and he heard Mrs Campbell laugh again.In horror he looked at John. "Please John, this can't happen to. He began to pull and twist them, forcing groans from Meghan as they were abused. Her breasts were pulled up by her nipples, forcing them into cones. He twisted them to the side, pulling on them. He released them, her heavy breasts bouncing back on her chests.Two hands circled one of her large breasts and he began to squeeze, forcing the blood to rush to her nipple. Harder and harder he squeezed, moans coming from Meghan's gagged mouth. She could see his head move down toward her nipple. She. Gazza had never needed me. When he was randy, yeah. But the raw strong emotion? Nah.Didn’t last long.I felt him come into me. He gave a small sigh. Then he turned us both onto our side. He stayed inside me. That’s easier if you do it with spit as lube. He spat on his hand again and took my cock and did me nice and slow. I felt him start to get hard inside me and I pushed back against him and he started to thrust into me again and this time it was even better than the first. I came into his hand. "Okay, time to get to work!"Allison looked at her watch. "It's only a little after noon," she groaned, looking back down at her notebook with an overwhelming sense of guilt. Her story for Honors Creative Writing still wasn't done, and she had the distinct feeling Professor Salinger wasn't about to cut her any slack. But this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, she decided. Getting a full makeover and a party on the same night didn't happen every day. And her parents did say she should work.