This choice: Well, looks like the jackass won this round. Just get the water for now. • Go Back...Chapter #9Booby coaster by: Frink   Taylor eventually decided to let it go and let him win this round. She didn’t want to risk possibly making it worse, again. She would be his ride to get some water but then leave him alone and experience this new life as a girl.
“Ugggghhh fine. Let’s go” She moaned at the tiny boy seated comfortably in her cleavage.
“Yay!!” David said as he pushed and rotated on her boobs so he now he faced outward. “Onward, my busty steed!” He commanded in a loud deep voice while pointing ahead as if he was leading a charge in a battle.
Taylor sighed while rolling her eyes. However, she couldn’t help but giggle and smirk down at the little guy. The tiny tyrant was really enjoying this, even if it was at her expense.
As Taylor made her way through the house, noticing all the slight differences between this new life and her old one, David was reveling in all the swaying and jiggling of her breasts like it was a roller coaster. He especially had fun on the stairs. Taylor tried to spoil it by purposely shaking and jiggling her breasts but all it did was make the ride even better for him. Yet another time where her efforts backfired. It seemed like this runt had all the luck in the world.
As she made her way through the living room, she caught sight of her mother watching TV. She was the same tall athletic burnette woman she used to be, only this time she was prettier had more make-up and was better dressed. Maybe it was because now there was one more girl in the house with whom to share beauty tips? In any case, Taylor couldn’t help but still be boggled by the fact her breasts were cantaloupe sized while her mother’s remained the modest b-cup size they had always been.
“Hey Mom!” David yelled and waved as they walked by and made eye contact. It was unlikely his tiny voice made it across the room and over the sound of the TV, but their Mom still understood what he was doing.
“Hey my little guy!” She replied, smiling warmly and waving at him. She looked up and gave a quick scowl at Taylor.
Well, looks like he’s the pampered baby in this reality Taylor thought as she made her way through the room. She wasn’t in the mood for this conversation to continue so she avoided eye contact and powered through to the kitchen.
Once there, she stopped by the counter and went to wrestle David from his cushiony seat. “Ok pipsqueak, time to drink up” She mocked as she set him on the counter. If he was wanted to be treated like a baby it was fine but she would try to demean him whenever she could. She got a glass and poured some water from the pitcher.
“Make sure to pour it close to the top so I can drink, fat jugs.” He commanded in an annoyed tone. Taylor couldn’t help but smile to herself since she knew her comment affected him. “You know, while they are fun to ride in, they do make you look fat.” He added.
Did they? Taylor felt a growing anxiety as she pondered the remark. She thought she looked fine but maybe he was right. She hadn’t had a good look in the mirror when she was in her room. She figured he might just be making it up as payback for what she said but he could also truly believe it as well. She would have to check next time she had the chance. David always made these kinds of taunts when Taylor was a guy and he usually brushed them off but now, as a girl, for some reason, he couldn’t shake it from his head. The thought of being unattractive, especially fat, deeply bothered her now.
She snarled from behind him as he went to drink from the glass. She would probably need to bring this twerp back to his room after he was done before she could move on. Another fun-filled rollercoaster for him after he made her feel like crap. As she grumbled though, she noticed her mammoth breasts were just above the counter and right behind him. If she just quickly went forward a little bit, she could easily knock him down and pretend it was an accident.
She decided
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