She almost had it. Sakura's eyelash was inches away from her prospective. Just a little further, and Hinata would've had it. But thar wasn't what fate had in mind today.
She slipped and fell, plummeting through the air quickly. She screamed her high-pitched scream that only she could hear, but she got bored of that eventually, so she decided to look where she would land.
SMACK! She landed, headfirst, into the massive mound of flesh that was Sakura's breast, jiggling it ever so slightly. Hinata stood up and looked with disapproval. How was she supposed to get attention from down here? She went back to her anatomy class...and again, she was struck with an idea. "This is one of the most sensetive areas of a woman's body..." she thought to herself. Quickly and quietly, using their small gravitational pull to her advantage, she dashed to the the front of Sakura's breast, where the nipple stood erect. Even at her height, it appeared longer then it should have. Slowly and carefully, Hinata grasped it, with both hands, and stroked it, in such a way that she was bound to get Sakura's attention.
So, what effect does Hinata's little breast massage have on Sakura?
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