I continue to watch as Jimmy tries not to cry out at the pain coming from his penis. I reach out and, timing my movements with the motion of his wavin... glans, quickly pinch the pin and pull it away, leaving him gasping as I sit myself on the bed next to his chest, tracing swirls and spirals on his ribs with the edge of the clothes pin. I theatrically lift the pin, opening the jaws again and descend towards his left nipple. He tries to flinch away.“Please, Miss Santos, please please it hurts,. "I ran my head under the running faucet, turning my soft hair into a wettangle. "You're hilarious, Tess!" You don't wanna hear my big buoys joke!"Looking down at the fleshy melons attached to my chest I pressed my upperarms into their sides and bounced around in the water experimentally."Please don't get any bigger," I moaned.I did manage to dress myself, or rather I let the curse that had poofedme into a princess dress me. It was humiliating not being able to wearanything but the big, unwieldy. If truth be known, I did enjoy masturbating in the shower, using the shower head on my pussy, the jet of water on my clit always made me cum. I had sometimes imagined what it would be like to experience hot sex with another woman, to massage the smooth skin, to suck a girls hard nipples, and savor a succulent warm wet gash. My hand involuntarily brushed my pussy through the thin material of my dress, I knew that she had me, I was her plaything."Danni noticed the effect she had had on her. And without a word, she pulled off her jersey.I stood there like a fucking dumb ass staring at this girl in her shoulder pads, elbow pads, hockey pants, and full gear aside of her helmet. And without a word, she took off her elbow pads, dropped them on the floor, and then unsnapped her shoulder pads and took them off.And I realized she was standing there, in front of me, wearing hockey pants, shin pads, socks, and a sports bra. And Jesus. What a chest for a kid her age."Hey. Wait. Seriously,.