The concert

You're dreaming about the first show you did with your band mates. You're up there singing as you entertain the crowd gathered in attendance. The audience is following every line as you rock out on your guitar What a rush! You're about to start the song's guitar solo, so you widen your stance and bend your knees a bit to really lay into it... But...

You can't quite position the guitar where you want because the body of the guitar is nudged under your left breast.

"What the?!? I didn't have breasts during this performance." You think as you try to figure out how to play and proceed.

But every time you try to position your guitar your breasts seem to grow a little larger to block the positioning of your guitar's body. The audience notices you having trouble with your breasts.

" TOUCH YOURSELF GIRLEY!" An audience member shouts from the front surprising you.

" TAKE YOUR TOP OFF! Give us a show. " Shouts another, making your hot inside.

Soon the whole crowd starts chanting and your band has stopped playing. Like if they are waiting for your decision. You know a lot of singers that flash there fans. Some say it was because of the heat of the summer festivals, others say that's just innocent fun to interact with an audience, that you never considered ... until now.

"TAKE IT OFF! TAKE IT OFF!" All cheer and clap in unison making your feel aroused.

"This is ... hot." You think to yourself as the chanting continues louder and louder. Your band begins to play an improvisation wit ha beat worthy of a strip tease. And you prepare to join the fun.

You smile, bringing both hands to your belly, and begin to slowly move them upwards bringing your top with them. Your body wavy movements please the crowd of howling wolves. When the top reaches the are they all want to see, a few fans decide to play along, and begin flashing their money. You giggle from the idea and ... You open your eyes.

Breathing heavily slight wet on your legs, you wave to your vanishing audience of fans eager to see your skin.

"Just a dream." You reassure yourself disappointed, but just to make sure you feel down below. Your dick is still there. But you still feel lumps on your chest. " I need to control better my power ... Maybe I should call ... " You think for a moment in call Scarlet, but then you remember her words. " This is not an emergency ... It's a test. " You think. This whole experience isn't what you'd hoped it would be. When you enter your bathroom, you look in the mirror. And with a teasing smile you do a little striptease to yourself.

" Take it off. " You remember the echo of the fans on your mind playing an illusionary rhythm that makes you dance.

" Fuck. I'm super hot. " You say looking at the mirror, and preparing to drop down your pants. Than you remember that you are still a girl with a secret, so you smile, and turn around.

" I know you know my secret, boys. And is your lucky day." You say bending over to while pulling your pants down to moon your fans. Th excitement grows to big to contain, you open the shower, and let the water caresses your body, while you fantasise. First your band, then the landlord, and finally your fans. all have a turn on your sexy backdoor.

*A nice shower, a smile on the face, and is time to go to work. You change your clothes in the back room and begin your shift. On the end you're a bit tired and dirty from the rigours of the job, but at least you're satisfied that you made some money. After leaving you see the local park where a lot of people like to get out and relax or exercise. Or maybe find a dealer for some drugs or illicit wares.*You go for an hour long jog in the park.

" Got to get my body toned ... for my fans. " You think to yourself trying not to giggle.

It feels good to get out and be surrounded by people and nature. The fact that you're getting some exercise raises your mood as well. Back at home, more guitar practice before go to bed.