Amy arrives

Sarah stood there, looking at herself in the mirror, wearing the only thing she could find that still fit her. Her wrap dress was far too short--the hem was just below the tip of her massive cock; it struggled to stay closed because her hips and ass had grown so much; her tits looked like they were about to explode out the top. She looked like a total slut and so she smiled.

"Perfect," she said as the doorbell rang...

Amy stood there waiting for Sarah to answer the door. As instructed she was wearing something "sexy": a red tube top and booty shorts, no underwear or bra.

The door started to open.

"Hey, Sar-..." Amy stopped. It wasn't Sarah who answered the door, but Adam.

"Oh hey, Amy, you here to see Sarah?" Adam asked as his eyes devoured the view of this sex goddess standing before him.

"I am, big boy," Amy responded flirtatiously as she brushed past him. "She in her room?"

"Um...*gulp*...Yeah, I think so..." Adam said nervously as his crush literally touched him, and then gave him a kiss on the cheek before heading up the stairs.

Amy opened Sarah's door, and she stopped. She stood there speechless, mouth agape as the most gorgeous woman she had ever seen was standing there before her.

"Amy, close the door. We need to talk about something..."