“Well how’s my littlest cousin doing?”
Suddenly things look up for you when you hear the familiar southern drawl of your oldest friend and dearest relative. Josephine McMinor, or just Josie if you don’t want to get punched in the gut for using her prissy full name. Your fifteen-year-old cousin from the countryside, you’ve spent half the summer at her home every year for as long as you can remember. She’s friendly, adventurous and never looked down on you because of your size other then literally. She’s not like most girls, Josie is the biggest tomboy you’ve ever met and proud of it. She’s manlier then you, always acting crude and doing dangerous stuff for fun. You cannot think of anyone you’d rather spend three days with.
“Don’t call me little you big…” You drift off as you stare at your cousin. Other then acting like a boy, Josie also resembled one with her short hair and underdeveloped body. Now she just has short hair. Since last seeing her, your dear cousin has gone through quite a growth spurt. She still has the same golden, short hair and freckles, but her face is a bit more soft and rounder. Her flat chest has been replaced with a set of double D’s that are barely being held in her tiny flannel top. Bellow her toned stomach you see a pair of daisy dukes, which look too tiny for her, showing off long, smooth legs. You’re cousin’s become a babe and you wonder if the fun tomboy you knew had changed as well.
“Oh crap, don’t you give me that look. I just got knockers, tits, jugs, boobies, no reason to get tongue-tied. Or has little Stevie just never seen breasts before?” She laughed and grabbed her chest. You can’t help but stare as she bounces her breasts in the palms of her hands, the jiggly mounds nearly escaping her top. She stops and reaches for you, lifting you towards her face. “I’ve missed you cousin, you’re the only guy for this country gal.”
Her lips pucker up and your pressed into the squishy masses, you don’t resist as she kisses you like you do with your mom, you sink into those plush lips and enjoy their warm embrace. The kiss breaks and your placed on the table, your mom’s been watching with a smile, seeing you so happy to see Josie makes her feel better about leaving you alone.
“I left my number on the fridge in case anything goes wrong. There’s some money on the counter for pizza if you two get hungry. You two be safe, no parties and no drinking, understand?”
After waving good bye to your mom and promising to behave, she takes a sulking Tulip by the hand and heads out. As the door closes behind her, Josie relaxes slightly. “I never thought they’d leave.”
You cover your nose just as Josie lifts her leg and lets one rip. One of the big things about her was that she enjoyed letting out gas whenever possible. Your mom and aunt hated it, telling her it was too crude and gross, but that didn’t stop Josie from doing it whenever their backs were turned. Personally, you thought it was funny and cool, even if your eyes watered every time you took a blast up close. It was part of Josie’s tomboy charm, she did whatever she pleased, even if it made you gag.
“What the hell have you been eating. Did your farts get bigger along with your tits?” You laugh, even as you’re covering your nose and fanning the smell away from your face.
“Watch it little guy or you’ll be in the back of my daisy dukes for the next one. I’m the boss for the next three days and that means you got to kiss my ass, got it,” she asked and turned, giving her ass a hard slap. You bite your lip as you see that along with her chest, your cousin had gotten an upgrade in the butt department. She always had a nice butt, but this was a big bubble booty that you liked to ogle when no one was looking. The idea of being between those cheeks, even during a fart, doesn’t seem so bad right now.
“I’d love to do more then kiss that ass,” you mutter under your breath, not wanting Josie to hear you. Apparently you weren’t quiet enough because Josie’s lifts her brow at your comment, amused by what she’d overheard. Blushing, you quickly change topics. “Lets go watch some tv for a bit. My mom bought a new 50 inch plasma screen television you have to check out.”
“You still got satellite?” Nodding, Josie laughs with delight, slapping her hands together and smirking. “Sounds like a plan. I’ll enjoy your fancy, new tv and you can enjoy the best seat in the house.”
Plucking you up, you discovered what Josie was talking about as she lowered you into her cleavage. You stiffened as you entered the tight crevice, tying not to moan as you felt the soft, smooth flesh wrap around your tiny form. Josie shoves you waist deep, your arms resting on the top of her firm bosom. She heads towards the living room, you jostling around as you tried to keep from sinking completely between her big breasts.
Josie was the same fun, tomboy you remembered, which was great on one hand but on the other you think you might be developing a crush on her. This was either going to be the great three days of your life or the most awkward.
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