Joanne woke first, jerking awake from a nightmare where he'd lost his true love. The wail of pain she looses was high and feminine. She felt her chest heave, only making the pain and loss more intense.
The kiss last night confirming what she dreaded. There was no spark with Harvey. Tears welled in her eyes, as she recalled the lush bust that defined Hayley's new physique as it pressed urgently against her own. It was a shocking change, from those firm pecs they'd both worked so hard to achieve and maintain. These heavy sacks of flesh felt like a burden. Being both awkward, too big and in the way. She couldn't see the appeal to them. Though the briefest recollection she knew that hetero guys found them beyond fascinating.
The pain redoubling in his loss, as well as his own. Catching sight of his reflection, the pain was clear in the womans face. This was her reflection, as Joanne, her partner would be feeling the loss of Jonathan just as intensely.
A loss she couldn't console either. Stomach churning, she knew what she craved... and sobbing, she knew Hayley could never satisfy that itch. Nor could she return the favour, to ease her need either.
It was unsettling to feel this lush, and jiggly body. But, she couldn't help but be aware of how many eyes, those wide hips would draw, or that hypnotic, rhythmic jiggle of her cleavage would...
Despite all the upheaval, she couldn't suppress the smile thinking of all the cocks that would stiffen with the merest glance in her direction.
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