Mark and Maisy : Make Maisy's breasts pop out of her dress

As soon as Mark is gone, you enter the door and manipulate the tumblers in the lock. Now, Mark can't get in until you let him.

This allows you to follow Mark down to the kitchen. He searches the entire kitchen, but doesn't find a suitable knife. You make sure of that. The drawers that hold the best knives won't open, even after Mark puts his muscles in to opening them. Finally, he grabs a small, dull knife and heads back up the stairs to the bedroom.

You unlock the door as Mark approaches it. He walks in to find Maisy frowning at the panties still knotted around her ankles. He holds up the knife. "This is all I could find," he says.

Maisy examines it for a second. "Are you sure that's sharp enough?"

"Like I said, it was all I could find. Half the drawers in the kitchen won't open, and the ones that did mostly held junk."

He walked up to bed. He sat down on the edge of it and leaned over, holding the knife.

Maisy still has her legs drawn up against her body as she tries to untie her panties from around her ankles. You watch as she and her boyfriend try to cut them off with a dull knife. You are pleased to see that it doesn't even mark the material. Maisy bites her lip and furrows her brow. "This makes no sense," she says. "I can't figure out how this happened. And I don't even think the elastic broke."

"So you're saying there's no reason they should have fallen?"

"Right."

Nonetheless, Mark tries again to cut through her panties, again without success As he does, you study the dress Maisy is wearing. It has a fairly low neckline and thin straps over the shoulders. You have gotten a close enough look at Maisy to know she isn't wearing a bra. That makes your next move easier.

She is about to put on a show for Mark.

You position yourself above and a little in front of her. In this dark room, with her eyes on her feet, you can be certain she won't see you here, and neither will Mark. You then form two tendrils. You slide one under her dress, resting it against the underside of her left breast. With the other tendril, you take hold of the neckline of her dress on the left side.

You pull down on her dress at the same instant you pull her breast up. The result is most satisfactory. Her breast pops completely free of her dress. And, since you were so careful to do it gently, you are certain she didn't feel you.

"What the fuck," the gorgeous blonde says as her big round breast appears to spontaneously pop out of her dress. She puts it back in place, then looks around quickly. Her eyes meet Mark's, but neither of them says anything.

You wait a couple of minutes, then do the same thing again, this time with her right breast. Once again, she puts it back in her dress and then returns to what she is doing. Again, neither she nor Mark mentions it, although you notice that Mark is smiling slightly. Maisy looks embarrassed.

You wait a few more minutes, then pop both of her breasts out of her dress at the same instant.

This time, Maisy puts both breasts back in her dress, then looks around for a long time.

"What the hell is going on?" Maisy says. Mark, you notice, is smart enough not to answer.

You wait a couple more minutes, then once again make both her breasts pop out of her dress.

This time, when Maisy goes to put her breasts back inside her dress, you grab hold of the dress with some of your tendrils. You hold it down so that she cannot lift it back in place despite her efforts.

You make her struggle like this for a minute or so, then you let go of her dress. She is finally able to put her breasts away, and the relief is obvious.

Mark coughs. "Umm, I don't think this knife is going to work," he says.

Warmed up now, you consider your next move.