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Chapter 11 by Prankstar1963 Prankstar1963

What's next?

New uniforms and awkward nights.

As Amy finally reached orgasm, her breasts returned to their regular size. She adjusts herself, rebuttoning his shirt. She splashed water on her face and returned to start closing duties with Jessica. They both kept their heads down after their shift. They moved as silently as possible, trying to get everything done quickly. They wiped down the tables and refilled the ketchup and salt and pepper shakers. Jessica finished mopping the floor as they locked the doors to their cars.

"Alright, see you tomorrow, I guess," She said as she and Jessica separated in the parking. Jessica nodded as she unlocked her door. She was halfway home, waiting for a red light to change. "when someone cut her off, speeding in front of her. You son of, ah," she muttered as her shirt tightened around her expanding breasts. She took a deep breath and tried to focus. She made her way to the apartment without any other issues. She found a spot to park and turned to walk to her building. She was about to unlock the door when a man approached her.

"Hold the door, please," he said. Amy looked over at the older man, who had a bit of a gut, a shaggy beard, and glasses. He was walking a small dog.

"Thank you," he said as the dog began to sniff Amy and scratch at her legs. "Down, girl," he ordered to the dog. "Sorry, new puppy training," He said. "Nice to finally meet a neighbor. Hi, I'm Fred," he said, taking his hand. "Amy," she said, stepping closer and planting her lips on her neighbor. He fought for a second, but when Amy slid her tongue into his mouth, he began to kiss back. With their annoyance at the situation, she could feel her breasts swelling and her arousal increasing with them. "Nah, nah, uh, nice to meet you," she said apologetically, unlocking her door and slamming it shut behind her. Her uniform buttons were fighting for their life as she slid the shirt off and opened her drawers for a baggy shirt. Mark, her boyfriend, was sleeping soundly in their bed. She climbed in next to him, the tingle of arousal fading as she tried to sleep. "Gonna be sad he missed these," she thought, looking at her now almost double ds. She went to sleep dreading the following day.

How does Jessica's Night go?

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