Breaking ice with Auburn.

"Hello."

"Hm?" The brown-haired girl, dressed in black jeans and a blouse with frills on the shoulders, pulls an earbud out of her ear as I approach, looking at me politely, if warily. "Hi.."

For the first time, I notice a splattering of freckles across her face. Was that usual for a brunette? I have no clue. "Whatchya doin'?" I ask, leaning against a nearby grandfather clock.

A **** breath drums in her throat, and I realize she might not be the chattiest type. Least, not with strangers. Strangers like me.

"Hey," I assure, "I'm Jessica's brother. And you're Jessica's friend. So, practically that makes you family."

Auburn offers a small smile at the attempt at levity. Authenticity questionable, especially as it fades just as quickly as it comes, and she turns her attention to her phone to scroll through a page of who-knew-what's. While her gaze is fixated down, I am able to confirm the notable scale of her chest; she's a busty lady for someone of her stature. The swell of her chest is exposed ever so conservatively, to a point -- her body is wholly unable to conceal the nice, wonderfully protrusive, round contour of her tits. Probably the biggest set in here, next to Kaylee.

"Nice tits," I scratch the point of my chin, as Auburn's eyes instantly widen.

"W-what did you--"

"Forget I said that." Crap. Spoke that out loud without even thinking.

Auburn's pretty, sharp eyes scrunched. "...what were we talking about again?"

"Oh, nothing." I clear my throat and push my hindquarters off the clock's lower glass casing. "The real question is what you're gonna be doing in the play."

A brief second passes before it gives way to a clear desire to just move along, and Auburn answers, "I'm the commoner girl. I house the runaway princess while the royal guard tries to hunt her down."

"A commoner girl," sunnily, I mull. "So you and my sis are going to be going in shoulder-to-shoulder!"

"Jessica has a harder role than me, but yeah, pretty much." Auburn shifts her weight from one leg to the other. "I think she could do it, though."

"You could be honest. I know Jess ain't the best actor."

"That's not true." Surprisingly, or maybe not surprisingly, the girl comes to the defense of my sister. "She can be pretty good. It just takes her a lot of practice to get it right, but when she goes in with, with like the proper amount of confidence, she can actually... embody the role pretty well."

My hands go up, which I use as an excuse to glance at her breasts. Oh, how they pull her white shirt right against her bra-encased nipples. "I stand corrected. I guess I don't know my sister as well as I thought."

Shrugging, Auburn confers, "Hey, I got two little brothers, and a lotta times I got no clue what they have up their sleeves, believe me."

I laugh and drop my hands. "Yeah. For real. Though, I think that it's pretty questionable that you're going to be railing her up the ass, too, I mean--"

Auburn almost drops her phone, blushing. "S-sorry, did you--what did you just say again?"

I point at her spare hand. "You're going to be fucking my sister's ass. In the play."

"Well," she shrugs, "yeah, it's part of the script, so," Auburn waves the strap-on dildo in her hand with candor as she continues. "....There's not much I can do about it. Told you she had a hard part."

I nod. "You're tlling me. I mean, anal sex? Especially in front of hundreds of people, that's gotta be tough to swallow."

"Oh, it will be, since she's going to be sucking it, too." Auburn's fingers are still scrolling on her cellphone screen.

'No way,' I mouth. Auburn looks up and responds with an affirmative nod, widened eyes and all. "How does that work, though? In-story I mean."

"Well..." There is a pause, as if the theater girl is remembering it for the first time. Or just trying to condense it in an understandable manner. "To make a long story short, my character is a commoner girl who got cursed at birth by a witch when her parents refused to give her the fruits they were growing on their land. These fruits were rare delicacies that were supposedly able to... to like enhance the potency of magic, so--"

"Something a witch would probably be real interested in."

"--right." Auburn draws a set of bangs away from her eyelashes, before moving on. "And so, this witch decides to cast a spell on their baby girl, by giving her a big meaty dick and balls."

"Wow. That's messed up."

"It is, because for the entirety of her life, she and her family have to keep it a secret. Which gets really awkward when she gets big fat boners through her cotton dresses, especially in her developed years."

"So she's a bit of a horndog?"

Auburn nods. "An absolute pervert. She dreams of fucking girls every day, and it kills her to not be able to. Until..."

"...until miss runaway princess comes along and drops her panties for the taking."

"Not exactly. But yeah. More or less," Auburn allows.

"Wow. Exciting stuff." I gesture to the strap on. "Can I see an excerpt?"

All hesitance is snuffed out before you could even catch it midst a blink, and Auburn takes the big black cock mold, and thumps it against her shoulder like a bat. "Honestly, I'm glad you finally asked. What would you like to see?"