“I think I’ll just start with the top of the list.” You decided. “Work my way down from there.”
“Seems like a pretty standard idea.” Stacy said, smiling just a bit. You stuck out your tongue at her.
“That means first up is Michelle Winters. She lives in an apartment not too far from here, and needs some help studying calculus. Shouldn’t be too bad.”
“You sure? Then let’s go.” Stacy picked you up, grabbed her purse, and headed outside with you to her car. The drive to Michelle’s apartment only took about ten minutes, and you spent that time casually conversing with Stacy while sitting in the cup holder beside her. Finally, Stacy pulled up in front of Michelle’s apartment, grabbed you, and walked up to the door.
She rang the doorbell and held you flat in her palm, and the two of you waited for Michelle to answer the door. A few moments later, the door to the apartment swung open, and Michelle stood in the doorway, smiling sweetly.
You were about to introduce yourself when you found the words tumble right out of your mouth. Michelle was easily the most beautiful girl you had ever seen, though she truthfully didn’t look too different from Stacy. Regardless, you had never viewed Stacy or your mother as attractive (though you acknowledged that they were), because they were your own family. Michelle had absolutely no relation to you, so her feminine charms were amplified significantly.
Bright red hair framed her angelic face, her brilliant green eyes and full smile melting your heart in an instant. Michelle’s smooth, tan skin was also simply irresistible. Michelle was wearing a tasteful blouse that revealed just a bit of her cleavage, and short shorts that hugged her hips and showed off her long legs.
Michelle’s eyes locked onto Stacy first, and she didn’t seem to notice you at all. Stacy waited for you to say something, before realizing you were too busy taking in Michelle’s appearance to speak. Rolling her eyes, she cleared her throat and addressed Michelle.
“Hello! My name is Stacy, and I’m the younger sister of your new private tutor! Here he is!” Stacy smiled, lifting her palm a few inches closer to Michelle. Michelle looked straight at you, her eyes widening and her jaw dropping open slightly.
“Hi! My name is Samuel. I hope we can work well together!” You held out your hand to offer a handshake, immediately feeling stupid. How was Michelle supposed to shake your hand at her size?
Michelle closed her mouth, and her lips slowly curled into a smile that conveyed a mix of amusement and shyness. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes sparkled with a hint of playfulness. She lifted her hand and poked out her index finger, offering it to you. Tentatively, you grabbed her finger and shook it up and down.
“Hey Samuel.” Michelle spoke for the first time, her voice just as melodious as her gorgeous appearance would have suggested. “I’m…uh…eager to start working…with you.”
Stacy lifted you gently and motioned for Michelle to hold out her palm. After doing so, Stacy carefully placed you down on Michelle’s hand. You felt the warmth emanating from Michelle’s palm, as well as her soft skin beneath your feet.
“I’m going to head out now.” Stacy explained. “But…there are a few important things to mention first. Samuel can easily get lost, so pay close attention to him. Also, his body is squishy and malleable, and he can easily be squashed, stretched, and molded. If you ever can’t find him, try checking your own body. Lastly, he’ll stay with you for as long as you need him, as per our contract.”
“Wow…okay…” Michelle gasped softly, taking in everything Stacy had said.
“Bye Sammy! Text me when you’re done!” Stacy waved, walking back to her car and driving away. When her car disappeared down the street, Michelle carried you back inside, closing the door behind her. She looked down at you and smiled. It took all of your willpower to stare up at her face, and not her huge breasts right in front of you.
“So…Sammy…” Michelle began, and you blushed at hearing her refer to you by your sister’s nickname for you.
“Ready…to uh…start studying?” You inquired, hiding your nervousness with a laugh. Michelle giggled.
“Gosh…you are really cute. You know that?”
“Wh-what!” You cried, raising your voice higher than you meant to. Michelle laughed, her laughter causing her hand and you to shake.
“I’m sorry. That was a bit forward.” She smiled sheepishly. “I guess I’m still a bit surprised by all of this.”
“Don’t let…me size let you down!” You said. “I can help you with anything!”
“Oh, your size is the most…interesting thing about you Sammy.” Michelle teased, the playful glint in her eyes returning. “Anyway, I guess we should start doing something, right?”
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