Mom chuckled. I knew that Ronny just wanted todistract my nerves."You hang out here quite often, don't you?" She said to me casually. I just nodded se...eral times and grimaced. I felt my pony tail jiggled. Mom looked at me and shook her head. Then she suddenly lowered her handand tickled my waist, making me jump and gasp. "Mom, don't do that," I showed her my pouty face. She hid her chuckleand turned her face toward some shops around us, pretending innocent. Ijust snorted and rolled me eyes.. My mother again insisted on bra shopping to celebrate my increased bustsize. I worked overtime to keep her from trying to buy me bottoms and trythem on, as I certainly knew that I had no way of explaining to her thesecrets of what was going on with my crotch. If I tried on anything atall tight it would be clear to her that my bulge had only grown since thelast shopping trip. I promised her that me and some of the Cheerleadestgirls had been doing a regular mall trip and that week I'd been asked. .."I looked at her, and then followed her gaze to my lap. I was flying low! I jumped up and turned away from her, zipping up, embarrassed. How had I forgotten to zip? I sat back down and gave her a mumbled, "Thanks." No problem!" She seemed gleeful, almost ... mischievous?Steph took control of my body a few more times that afternoon, making sure I was back in my original position when she returned my body to me. She was definitely smarter than I was at her age when I had been doing this to her. When I'm a shaking mess beneath him, Ethan picks me up and holds me. Jesus sweet mother fucking Christ. That was like nothing I've ever felt before. "Are you alright?" Ethan whispers after a while. "Mmhmm," I hum, my face resting against his large, hard chest. I'm more than alright. He kisses the top of my head, and I wish I could reciprocate, but I'm still not sure I can move. "That was ..." he starts, and I wait for him to finish, but he doesn't. "Yeah ..." I nod, not sure what to say.