Stop Soapland

Before her dad could, Kim popped first. The little bubble had been clinging to her bunnysuit and was already purple. And, she discovered, luxuriously taffeta to the touch. Did she really give off that much body heat? It felt so female. She knew very well what a woman in heat felt like. Besides her time with Veronica up in her bedroom, there were the many times she had run her hands over her own nude, teen body while she rubbed herself to orgasm, staying longer on her erotic parts. But these bubbles held greater promise. They could let her feel her body as others feel her body. Much more enjoyable than simple self-stimulation! She could be her own ‘Veronica’.

Tempted, Kim looked down at a tiny bubble to drifted atop the cleavage the low-cut red bust of her costume accentuated.

While Jim Possible was distracted, two large bubbles slipped by him and headed towards that bust that pressed-in and pushed-in her 34C’s. If they conformed around her breasts, they would take on their color, their texture, their softness, their suppleness...and they as ‘another woman’s’ boobs would linger in her memory for when her boobs merely felt like another part of her body but she needed an extra-boost to push her over the edge into cumming.

“I’m not ready to go full hentai!” Kim Possible declared, stepping out from behind Ron’s Jessica and Roger ideas of her. Her hands went out to toss them aside.

They popped! She did not feel her own breasts. She felt how her hands felt to someone else. That someone else was Veronica and her breasts! For an added visual commentary, the bubbles’ liquids teasingly retained the woman’s 36D-profiles for a few seconds. She really wasn’t a lesbian, but she was bi enough to have her pussy become wetter. If she didn’t do something about these bubbles, she would embarrass herself. (And hadn’t her research show that that, too, could become sexualized?)

“I’m going to stop soapland at its source!” she swore, heading from where they seemed to be coming from. And as she ran into the swarm, the bubbles collected around her body. Once they broke off her, any body that touched them would know what her increasingly aroused body felt like.

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