Willow

Wally studied the gun. For some reason he really believed this thing worked. He walked into the school building. It was still some minutes before school was to begin, so there were few students in the hall. But he did see Willow Rosenberg. Wally thought she was cute, not hot like Cordelia or Buffy, but cute, and he had whacked off to fantasies about her. She was studying the bulletin board.

"Hey, Willow."

"Oh, hey, Wally," she said as she turned to see him.

Wally zapped her on the first setting.

"What was that?"

"Nothing, just some toy gun I found," said Wally. He decided to test to see if the gun really worked. "Yesterday, you told me you wanted to kiss me."

"Oh, yeah, about that...I...I'm not sure....it's just that..." Willow was scrambling for an explanation for this new information.

"It's OK. You told me you were insecure about your tits as they weren't as big as Cordelia's. You want my opinion, but you got called away before I could respond."

Willow blushed. "Yeah, I can't believe I said that."

"You want to show me your tits and have me feel them up, so I can give you my opinion. You trust me completely. You always have. I'd be honored to judge your tits."

Willow blushed more as she thought about what she had told Wally, or what she believed she had told him.

"Come with me," said Wally. He led Willow into the boy's bathroom. There was no one in there, and he ushered her into a stall. "Take off your top and bra."

Willow, who could not blush any more deeply, took off her shirt and bra and stood there sheepishly.

Wally reached up and felt Willow's tits. "You love flashing your tits, and you have cute little titties. You don't need big tits as long a they are cute and firm."

"Thank you, Wally."

"Wow, I see you're really getting turned on by this."

Willow's breathing grew heavier.

"You find me very sexy," said Wally. "It's easy to tell. I find you sexy too, especially these cute perky tits."

Willow's breathing grew heavier.