A little slice of home

We eat our dinner mostly in silence as we are both happy to simply watch Rachel. Just her normal work makes her giant mostly exposed breasts bounce around enticingly. Like usual nobody seems to notice consciously but there are lots of sideways looks, pants adjustments, and flushed faces.

Once we finish we take our baskets up to the dish bin and get a wave goodbye from Rachel that pops her breasts out again. Neither of us look at her hand as her heavy breasts swing hypnotically back and forth as her arm swings. We leave after waving back and watching her fix them in place again before grabbing another tray of food.

On autopilot we quietly walk back to our apartment building. We lucked out and got tiny little studio apartments for sophomore year in the same building a few blocks from campus. They're pretty basic rentals but the place is well maintained. That and a 10-15 minute walk to work and most classes makes them great.

Our rooms are on opposite sides of the building on the top floor. With a single slow elevator here we take the stairs like usual to the fifth floor. I have a vague thought to go ahead of Kathryn since my friend has been through a lot of extra exposure today but when I open the side door she darts in first. I spend the climb alternating between watching her tights clad ass above me, catching glimpses of her underboob clearly visible under the oversized crop top, and making sure I don't fall down the stairs.

We get to the top and she seems a little flustered. "I don't know if it's that succubi curse on me or my exhibitionist coming out but I... umm... really like knowing I'm being watched. Especially by you. I was going to let you go up first but I kind of wanted you to watch me more." She sees my face get concerned, "It didn't feel like when I lose control and have to flash you or something. I... just wanted to go up first."

I pull her close and give her a big hug, "As long as that's what you wanted I'm not going to complain. If you ever feel like this is going too far let me know, ok? I don't want to hurt you."

She sniffs a bit and holds me tight, "Thanks." She says with her face buried against my chest. "I'll let you know." She lets go and wipes her face, "Ugh, I'm a mess." She opens her door and looks at the trash bag with her messy shirt in my hands, "Are you doing laundry tonight?"

"Yep, I'm still too awake right now so might as well start a load."

"Great, can you do a bit of mine?" She says running to grab her small laundry basket. I take it from her as usual. Her laundry never has the same volume as mine so it's easy to wash her clothes too. "While you start that I'm going to shower and change into something else." She picks at the cutoff shirt, "Or at least figure out what I can wear. This should be fun." She rolls her eyes. "Knock before you come in, just in case."

I chuckle give her a sympathetic pat on the arm before walking down the hallway. Six doors down is my little home here. I step into 400 square feet of studio apartment with gaming, SciFi, and anime to go with my studies. I grab my laundry and detergent and haul everything down to the first floor laundry to start a load. Back up to take a shower, back down to grab wet laundry, and back up to my room. As dry as it is here I hang the laundry up in my room to save a little money and, more importantly, I don't have to go back down later. It's a routine we fell into. Sometimes Kathryn helps but mostly I just take care of both our laundry.

I have a few pieces left to hang up when Kathryn texts me saying it's OK to come over. I finish up, grab my keys and phone off the charger, and walk down the hall in my usual gym shorts, briefs, and loose T-shirt. Kathryn pokes her head out of her door when I'm halfway down the hall, her damp hair brushing her shoulders. "Took ya long enough!"

"Hey, if you want to do your own laundry..." I jokingly threaten as I head in past her and she closes and locks the door. Her usually somewhat untidy room has piles of clothes scattered about and she is wearing her oversized Tigger kigurumi onesie, which I laugh at.

"Hey! None of my usual pajamas will work and all my T-shirts are children's sizes that are tight across my new boobs. About the only things that mostly fit my top now are my sundresses. Oh, fun fact, if nobody's around I don't put on a show when I have to take something off. Apparently the succubi only make me do that when someone's around to watch me."

"Anyways, for relaxing I either go with this," she plucks at what she's wearing, "or a long shirt with nothing on bottom or bottoms with nothing on top!"

I stroke my chin pretending to think, "So you're either a Bottom or a Top? Hmm, I could maybe see you going either way but my first thought is you're a Top."

"Jerk!" She hits my arm then gets a thoughtful look on her face. "I always thought I was more a Top too but after today and how wet I got doing things..." she shivers, "I think I might be more of a Bottom?" She looks at me with a piercing gaze, "Your turn Buckaroo, Top or Bottom? Which are you?"

"Hmm, I was mainly just teasing you. I probably would have said Bottom this morning but I get such a thrill out of having you and others do things. I think I might be more of a Top, at least where this is concerned." I wave my phone as she nods.

"Oh! Guess what I found out about Allison!" I tell her all about our coworker. Kathryn gets very excited and grabs her laptop. Sitting on her bed she looks up the burlesque show and the club's fetish night. We find both and true to my prediction Kathryn insists on going to both. We buy show tickets and wait to figure out clubbing outfits later.

We are both finally running out of steam after the unexpectedly exciting day. I get up to head back to my room for some sleep. When I reach the door I hear a few quick steps behind me and a slim body jumps onto my back with a, "Raaaaawr! Gotcha! You can't leave yet! I have a forcefield on the door!"

She's done this before sometimes when I try to go to bed, usually when she wants to watch another episode or play just one more game. Tonight she has a different reason. "I want to see what new options you get from the succubi!" She says while hanging on my shoulders with her legs wrapped around my middle. "Midnight is just over an hour away, just stay for one episode of something."

She wraps her arms around me tighter, "Pleeeeeease!" Before suddenly going very still. We both notice her larger succubus enhanced breasts pressing against my back at the same time.

I clear my throat and gather myself, "Sure, let's watch something until midnight and we check out the app. Then I go to bed, I need sleep. Good?"

She squeezes me tighter before jumping off, "Great!" She grabs her little folding table and sets it in front of the bed for her laptop. Sitting down she pats the covers next to her, "Come on ya nerf herder, sit down and relax."

I climb up and grab some of her many pillows to prop myself up with against the wall. I used to laugh at them but they are comfy and useful and now I have a half dozen in my room. Kathryn settles in next to me after starting an episode, looking ridiculous and extra small in her big onesie surrounded by pillows. Soon the familiar fanfare of Voyager starts as we settle down to watch an episode or two until midnight.