Steve walked carefully over to the couch, his arms wrapped around his giant breasts to restrain their jiggling motion. As he plopped himself down, he ...gain felt their full weight pressed against him and realized he might have trouble getting up again.Chastity stood in front of the couch, a curious smile forming on her lips as she took in the sight of her former boyfriend trapped in that ridiculous body. She could hardly consider it hers anymore, given its new appearance. "So... what now,. Obviously, I wasn’t expected and they hadn’t even shut their bedroom door. I caught a glimpse of Jermaine fucking Mum from behind and I thought how good his dark skin looked against my Mum’s pale porcelain flesh.I quickly and quietly retreated to my bedroom, tiptoeing across the landing. However, I couldn’t get the image out of my head. Being honest, I had a mixture of emotions. In the first place, guilt that I’d actually seen them in their most intimate of moments. But, the brief sight had. Spread a little wider. Yes, that’s good.Did you know that you already have a little wet spot on your panties? Well, that’s why I told you to wear those pastel pink panties, I just love how clearly wetness is visible on them. Are you that horny already? No? Oh, don’t tell me you squirted pee into them. You did. Bad girl, you know that I forbade you to pee from the time you woke up this morning. So was that little bit that made the wet spot all, or did you pee more? No? At least that’s. .awkward.” Reaching for the table I place my beer down before extending out my hand to greet her. “Hi there, lovely to meet you, excuse the cold hand”. Her delicate hand slides into mine, flashing me a pearly white smile. Her skin is warm and soft in contrast to mine. “Cold hands, warm heart,” she giggles. “Hahaha, very true!” I grin back with raised eyebrows and a cheeky tone. “Michelle tells me that you are an avid racing fan? I’ve never been before. You could say I am a..erm…a race.