Still push for sex.

"Reverse cowgirl isn't tame enough for you? That should barely count as sex if you ask me."

Sadie groans. "That's not even close to funny."

"Well, that's good, because I wasn't joking."

She folds her arms across her chest. "I can't believe I even considered doing anything with you."

You creep closer, putting your hands on her hips. "Don't be like that, you're just hard to resist."

"Try harder."

She doesn't back away, though, so maybe she's just playing hard to get. You lean in close to kiss her, and while she doesn't fight it, she doesn't seem particularly amused.

"So how long has it been?"

"Not that long." Sadie says. You pepper her neck with kisses. "OK, it's been a while. The last guy sucked. I mean, really sucked. He totally didn't know what he was doing."

"Maybe he was a virgin," you say, slipping your hands around her middle back. You trace your finger along the top of her buttocks. She doesn't have much in the way of 'junk' back there but it's well toned. It'd probably be fun to give it to her from behind.

"I don't get you," Sadie says. "I'm blowing you off, but you're like... rock hard. Are you some sort of masochist?"

"Me? Nah. I'm just excited you let me get this far." You back away. Guess it's time for some reverse psychology. "If you're really not interested in sex, I get it. But I can't get the idea out of my head. I can think of three different positions I'd love to do with you.

"What, doggy style so you can pretend I have big floppy tits? Reverse cowgirl so you don't have to look at me?"

Ouch. Walked right into that one. "Actually standing carry, I wanna feel you pressed up against me."

"First off, you're not in good enough shape to do that. Second. I don't want that. I don't like thinking about how tiny my tits are. I don't like drawing attention to them."

"You seemed O.K. with me playing with them."

Sadie rubbed her forehead. "Gah. Just shut up. I know what I mean."

"No, what _do _you mean?"

"I'm not telling you. You'll laugh."

"I won't. We played this game before. Remember?"

Sadie stares at you, scowling hard. "Fine. When... When you play with my nipples like that? It's like... I get turned on thinking about them growing from it."

You don't laugh, but her words certainly excite you. "Do tell? This... a normal thing for you?"

"Like I'm telling you that. You're like... a little boob liking weirdo or something."

This could take a turn for the worst. So you think fast. "Actually, it's not that I only like small tits. It's just it suits you in particular."

"That doesn't make me feel any better."

"Fine. If you could snap your fingers and... poof... boobs. How big would you want to be?"

Sadie squirms looking at you. "Big."

"Wouldn't that get in the way of Track?"

"Seriously? Fuck track. If it meant getting tits I could care less about it. My coach is an asshole. I'm pretty sure he wants to butt fuck me more than he wants me to do well in meets. He's always staring at my butt when I'm not looking. It's like the idiot doesn't think I can see him. Mirrors. Seriously. It's obvious as hell and creepy."

"Uh... sorry?"

Sadie blushed. "S-sorry. He's gay and... he made this crack once saying he'd probably date me if I'd asked."

Getting sidetracked here. You step closer, putting your hands on her hips. "I never thought about it until you said something... but I could totally see how big boobs'd look good on you. I mean they'd have to be pretty big though..."

"I know, right? I'd probably end up looking like Scarlett Johansen. Well... Johansen with... brown hair but..."

You pull her close. "I could see it. Hey... I have an idea. How about we pretend?"

"Huh? Pretend?"

"How about I fuck you, and we can... pretend it's making you bigger."

Sadie flushed red. "T-that's..."

You have a feeling you hit the nail on the head. "It's just pretending, right? But... that doesn't stop it from being fun. Let's just say you grow a little bit with every thrust."

She squirms in your arms. "I dunno... this sounds like it's just an excuse to--"

"That's because it is. But honestly, the idea of you playing along with this is super exciting to me. And I get the feeling that goes double for you."

"W-we couldn't go for too long. I m-might explode. I mean... I'm so flat..."

"It'd be worth the risk." You turn her around, sliding a hand into her panties. She's soaking wet, just as you suspect.

"I... I... didn't say yes."

"You didn't say no either. And you said it yourself, there are no rules."

"Mmmm..." Sadie nodded. "I like the way you think. I'm looking forward to getting big and bouncy for you. T-think I might grow a bit of a butt from this?"

"I dunno... you might need to do a little sucking to get that going."

Sadie laughed. "You're a jerk... but--" Her phone rang. "Shit! That's Diane."

You grumble at your bad luck. Almost. Almost. You back away and sigh. Fighting back the raging case of blue balls you watch her mess with her phone.

"No fucking way. She's taking Terry home?"

You're as surprised as she is.

"She's gotta be drunk... there's no way..."

You take her phone from her and start typing. Are you drunk?"

"H-hey!" Sadie reaches to take it back, but realizes what you're doing.

"No. lol."

You punch back a message. How many drinks?

"2 y"

You hold out the phone. "Whenever I drink I always accidently add extra spaces or send the message early. Also, Terry hates using shorthand."

Sadie sighs. "So... she's really..."

"Yep." You toss her back her phone.

"I guess... that means..." Sadie's phone chirps again. "Fuck. And she claimed the room. I don't have... a..."

"Place to stay?" You give her a smug smile. "I just so happen to have a room all to myself tonight. Imagine that."

Sadie chuckles. "Fuck it. Why not. I'm sober, you're sober... you have a magic boob growing cock. Sounds like a good time."

You have more than a magic cock. This night is gonna be interesting... heh.

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