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You frigg yourself to a warbling shrieking climax. Proudly announcing your self-pleasure to anyone within earshot of your cries.
As the fog of lust fades, you come back to yourself. Belatedly realising your body has become even more curvaceous. You now possess a gigantic and very sensitive bust. Each breast bigger than your head, and topped with a nipple as fat and ripe as the tip of your thumb.
You bust pales in comparison to your bust. Your glistening pussy, and slick thighs add to the intriguing aroma of your own arousal. You wonder if you can ever give this up. Licking your fingers clean leaves you even more conflicted. It feels simultaneously so wrong, and so very, very right, too!
You crawl over to the computer. Your bust swaying like an erotic Newton's cradling, sloshing heavily from side to side. It threatens to throw you off balance. A soft, needy sigh tempts you to plung those depths again, and experience that pleasure just once more. Shaking your head, you fight to refuse the temptation, your hair tossing wildly.
Then you catch your half-reflection as the screen fires up. A whorish visage is visible before being disguised by the text that rapidly confuses it.
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