Getting some sun

Once she quickly returned the pleasantries, Meadow reached for her friend, grabbing her by the waist. Danica, stuck staring at the newly discovered behaviour of her penis, suddenly felt herself getting pulled backwards and before she realized, the two girls were standing outside.

As she finally looked up, new sensations started to flood in. The sunlight, which under usual circumstances had to contend with layers of clothing, had no trouble reaching every part of her body. She felt warmth creep onto the skin on her breasts, warm up her stomach and even graze her private parts. It felt like a cozy embrace and for a brief moment she didn’t find it unwelcome …that was until the next element of the outside world overtook it.

The wind came in soft, cool waves, washing over everything in its way. It met against her front all at once, hit the closed door behind her and turned into a bunch of swirls that danced up her legs and over her chest in unison. She could feel it get into all the crevices on her body, it ruffled her hair, slithered under her boobs and shimmied in between her legs, tickling her asshole and worse - bringing tingles to her sack and dick. She was **** to look down again and to her horror the thing down there twitched once more, it was for sure bigger than this morning.

Danica would get back to lamenting her state and perhaps even start crying again if it weren’t for Meadow grabbing her shoulder and telling her “We’re gonna just sneak by and we’ll be there in no time, ‘kay?”. Danica didn’t give much of a response to that, just looked back at her friend with worry and gulped.

By that point Meadow was getting used to taking the lead. She flashed a reassuring smile and took Danica’s hand into hers, leading them both to the gate.

It was quiet and peaceful, no soul in sight, but for someone doing their first naked streak the neighbourhood might as well have been the middle of a rush-hour downtown. Trying her hardest to stay calm, Danica focused on the feeling of Meadow’s grip and stared intensely at her blonde hair bouncing up and down to the rhythm of their brisk walk. Bouncing… her tits were bouncing - she wasn’t allowed to get more than a second of reprieve and returned to a meek slouch as the two stepped out onto the street. With a yank to the left, she followed along the fence, then another left, then a right, after a few maneuvers and a quickening of their pace (along with the quickening of the thumping in her chest) she found herself on the familiar, cozy path she used to frequent as a child.

“We should be in the clear now, Dani”- Meadow announced to Danica, before turning around to meet her eyes and giving her a comforting rub on the shoulder. She was then led down the overgrown path. Even if not “in the clear”, Danica really did feel safer surrounded by wild trees, bushes and away from all the houses, she sighed and allowed herself to look at something other than hair. She noticed they were nearing a sharp bend in the road, a sign they were about a third of the way there.

As they neared the corner a rustling could be heard on the other side. Danica didn’t allow herself to spiral, surely, it must have been a bird or a stray cat making noise, nothing to worry about.

It was alive - she got that right at least, unfortunately the creature was human, an older lady who looked between the two and spoke - “If it isn’t Meadow and the younger Hodgson. Hello girls”

Danica froze in place like a deer in headlights, she looked at the lady, completely motionless, save for the twitching of her arm as she tightened the hold on Meadow’s hand.

“Morning, Mrs. Williams, have a good day” - Meadow spoke, moving to shield Danica from view.

“You two out for a run?”

“No, we aren’t, but we do have places to be” - Meadow hurried the conversation along, hoping to cut it short.

“Oh, could have sworn you were, what with Miss Hodgson all panting and blushed, hell, swollen even. Well, I’m not keeping you girls, goodbye”

‘Swollen? What could Mrs. Williams mean by that?’ was what Danica thought as Meadow dragged her around the bend. Did crying make her face swell so much as to be noticeable from a distance? She looked down in thought, incidentally ‘down’ is where she found the answer - her dick has gotten bigger still.