As soon as Weiss got to her bed so, she could scratch her inch, her team’s room’s door flew open. Just as soon it was open, she could her, “Hiya, snow angel!,” in a cheery, party girl type of voice that only Yang Xiao Long has.
“Great,” thought Weiss as she rolled her eyes, “I need to get rid of her before I get back to business,” as she stood up from her bed with her face still flush.
Before the white huntress in training could say anything, Yang starts talking out of nowhere, “You know, Weiss. It funny how when we started here, we were the same size,” as Yang said this, she raise her boobs with her hands, “and now, you been dwarfing Professor Goodwitch for over a month.
From out of nowhere, a memory came to Weiss. It was a year ago, when she was with her mom and sister. The difference was their breast were bigger than she original remember. Her mom was as big as Professor Goodwitch and her sister was just a size below Yang’s. And she was, just as big as her sister. She got an idea and said, “Well, the Schnee family had many fine ladies that is well endowed,” as she wrapped her arms beneath them.
“Really now,” Yang said with eyes of lust, “can I get a feel,” as she reach out her hand in a grappling motion.
“No, you may not,” Weiss yell at Yang trying to cover her sensitive breasts as she let out a soft moan.
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