Spend time with real May

You decide to head back downstairs and to the table.

"Sorry about that" you say as you sit back down, still a tad unnerved by your accent.

Looking down towards the homework sheets, you are immediately met with Eliza's breasts. Her blouse cut in such a way to reveal ample cleavage, just inches away from your face. To make it worse, the homework looks incredibly complex, with equations and symbols you have never seen before.

You are somewhat dazed at the harrowing nature of these questions; though your hand is gliding across the pages. You can feel Eliza's memories and practice coming in to help you, the equations are not familiar to John, but they are to Eliza's brain and body.

You look up after this instance of intense concentration to see May struggling on a question, her face puzzled.

"Are you stuck?" you ask, "I can help you if you need it"

"Oh no it's alright," May half heartedly replies,

"C'mon don't say that" you giggle as you sit up from your chair and walk towards her side of the table.

You lean forward towards the sheet in her hand, feeling the full weight of your breasts move with you, an unfamiliar feeling. Your breasts are barely poking May's shoulder.

"Look, here and here" you say in a calming accented tone, "you forgot to apply the exponent first"

John like most other guys thought that women had calming voices, but having one himself is indescribable. It is a sensation he simply could not achieve in his old body.

May corrects her answers, "How about we take a break? My brain can use a rest," May jokes, "I'll make us some coffee"

May stands up from her seat and walks towards the kitchen counter, facing away from you. You take this moment to observe the room. You haven't been to May's house in a while, she is always so busy with school that you and her never really get the chance to do anything together. Still, she is your childhood friend and you are glad to spend time with her despite it not being "you"

"Hey, there is a boy that lives around here named John right?" you ask teasingly, a little boy talk about a certain someone won't hurt.

"Yeah John lives around here, he's a childhood friend of mine, we go waaaay back " she replies, still preparing the coffee. "How do you know him?" she asks,

"I have seen him on the way over here some days, is he single? he's kinda cute" you say, someone like Eliza would never find you attractive, you're an average guy and she's an easy 10 but you figure the boost of confidence wouldn't hurt, especially coming from her lips.

May turns towards you, visibly shocked, "John of all people? You have guys lined up for you and you decide to go with the most 5/10 a guy can get" she chuckles.

"Well what do you think about him?" you retort playfully. This is kinda fun, you think to yourself. You are not sure if it's because you are in Eliza, but this sort of talk almost never happens between guys, it usually just sex talk, but this feels infinitely more meaningful.

She turns around as she sets the coffee to brew, laying two cups on the counter, now facing you.

"Can you keep this between us?" she says somewhat timidly, "I trust that you won't let anyone else know"

You nod accordingly to the sudden change in atmosphere, "what could she be thinking?"

"Let's just say I had a teenie crush on him growing up, I always got the impression that I was never his type, especially when I started to grow past him, you know how guys are with their height, he always liked fashionable girls, somewhat like you, Eliza" she says.

You are taken aback, "Did May really like me when we were growing up? We spent at least 10 years together and she liked me that whole time? Was I that oblivious?" You know that in the bottom of your heart you liked her as you grew up too, you had no other way of showing it besides teasing. Admittedly, those feelings are gone now, but you can't help but feel bad for May, knowing that you simply didn't notice how she felt about you.

She looks visibly down and quickly redirects, turning towards the counter, "So how many sugars do you want?"

You stand up from your chair and walk towards her. As she turns around she is met with a hug. Your ample chest pressing against hers as you raise your arms and wrap them around her neck; in a way she would never let John hold her. You stand on your toes, May is taller than John and you are taller than Eliza, it's difficult to hold on.

"I am sorry you had to go through that, to have your feelings stepped on for so long, I am truly sorry" you whisper, trying to hold back any tears.

Her arms wrap around on you, pulling you closer, her hair smells of peaches.

"It's alright Eliza, I am over it now, it's not like you were responsible" she says jokingly, but you know the full truth.

You both begin to loosen your holds at the same time, your feet now sitting flat on the floor. Your eyes meet, she's slightly blushing and smiles back at you warmly. Her soft lips are just in reach.

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Do you decide to go for it and give her a peck? Or return to the table and finish your work? An alternative path to these choices are always welcome