She hated it, and especially hated that part of herself feeling a small but growing eagerness to discover and embrace the changes she had inflicted on...herself. She knew it wasn’t her own voice, and that it was only the potion talking, but that didn’t make it any easier to ignore, and it didn’t prevent her from getting more and more turned on at the thought of the attention her new boobs would get.Looking down, she watched helplessly as her chest expanded, pushing her t-shirt out, and tenting it. To us, this had suddenly become intensely serious. Extreme lust and his flash of anger had lit a spark of something deep and dark. I saw it burning intensely in his eyes and knew I was in trouble. He landed on top of me, so big, so heavy, with foam all around and no air. His hands groped, mauling me wherever they could, his mouth bruising on mine in the hardest, darkest kiss I had ever known. It sparked the primitive in me and I started thrashing, fighting, kicking, biting, anywhere I could. . She held a strong hand -- two jacks -- but the ante rule came into effect for all of them because Robbie could cover their bets.______________________________________________Jeremy had invited the eclectic group together for a poker game. They had sat together chatting and having a few drinks before Erika had suggested the ante rule."Regular Texas Hold'em is getting kind of dull isn't it?" Erika complained. "Getting dull? It's way more interesting than draw poker. That game almost always is. ” She hears the smile in his voice, but the word kid grates on her.“Yeah.” She falls monosyllabic.“What should I call it? Teen waiting for friends?”She shrugs. “How about rich bitch cafe?”He chuckles. “What?”She gives him a half hearted smile and points to herself.“Oh, oh my God, I am so sorry. I didn’t realize, I was just making a joke.”She basks in his blubbering for just a few moments before looking down and shaking her head. “It’s okay, I’m not mad or anything. It’s whatever.”He straightens.