The cups runneth over

Messing with the awareness, he made the girls oblivious to the changes, but everyone else would notice. "Hey Jeff, don't say I never gave you anything," Dave said, getting the balls out of the packaging. He tossed one to the girls to do a toss to decide which side went first. Jeff sunk his shot, giving the boys the first go. Dave smirked as he aimed at the center cup of the triangle. With a nice, smooth arc, he watched the white ball splash into the water. Jeff missed his shot by a bit as Tracy pulled the cup her. Denise paused momentarily, readjusting the shoulder straps on their tank tops, which suddenly seemed to be pulling tighter.

Jeff looked at his girlfriend and then at Dave. "What did you do?" He asks.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," He said as he watched Denise sink a cup. She was a freshman at the local community college and had a bit more beer-pong practice than Tracy, who whiffed her shot. Dave took his stance, trying to be distracted by the girl's assets. He tossed the ball and sunk another cup. Jeff aimed and managed to make the same cup. "Oh, that's tough, like ladies," he explained. That's three cups gone _and three gained__; _he thought as the girls pulled the three cups. Both guys watched with fascination as their chests swelled, their bras now straining under the pressure of their new load. Both girls fidgeted uncomfortably.

"Time out. We need a bathroom break," Tracy explained, Grabbing Denise and heading upstairs to the bathroom.

"Holy shit. How is this happening?" Jeff asked

"Would you believe me if I said magic?" Dave said jokingly

"I mean, unless I'm hallucinating," he paused. "What else can you do?"

Dave smiled. "Oh, you will see." Dave opened the app. Tracy and Denise will become **** to win, distracting the opposing team in increasingly sexy ways.-4 gems

Tracy

Tracy and Denise headed into the bathroom. "Sorry about that. I just needed to get this bra off. It's so tight," Tracy said, unhooking her red demi bra and tossing it in her bag.

"Yeah, mine too," Denise responded. She removed her pink push-up, and they adjusted themselves in the mirror. They thought these shirts must have shrunk in the wash. They were both showing an obscene amount of cleavage, and their nipples were prominent against their tank tops.

"Well, boys don't stand a chance now," Tracy said, looking herself over.