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Chapter 7

What's next?

He can't

"Ack! I'm so sorry!!" James sputters as he tries to push himself up, consequently pushing against Amy's breasts in the process. You are having too much fun watching these humans fumble around to let it end now. The hem of James' shirt gets snagged on a nail sticking out of the floorboard. "I-I can't!" James exclaims.

"What do you mean you can't?" Amy shouts angrily. She pushes against his chest with all her might, but he won't budge. His shirt is magically untearable, and caught firmly on the nail. "And get your fucking hands off me!"

"Eeep!" As James takes his hands off, one finger gets snagged on her pink bra, snapping it open in the front and exposing her breasts. He places his hands on the wet floor, and they immediately slip out from under him.

"What the fuck!? You ruined my br-mmph" Before Amy can finish her sentence, James collapses onto her. His chest crushes against her breasts, and his lips planted against hers. He just barely managed to tilt his head at the last second to avoid them headbutting each other or getting their noses crushed.

What's next?

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