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“And I’ll be paid well for what I do, yes?” said the fiery seductress, standing confident in Sarah’s gaze.

“Er.. yes.” Sarah replied.

Sarah’s expression turned to one of confusion as the sexy costume Ayverice had been wearing transformed just like her room had.

The silken fabric hung loosely about her body, white and just barely transparent. The cloth which could barely be called cloth but instead looked more like some extravagant art piece wrapped around her body in a way that looked… difficult to put on. The thin fabric wrapped around her in circular patterns, only just covering the important bits, doing so in a way that made the viewer think they should be seeing her little pussy and tight nips. The sight of it further twisted Sarah’s waning restraint.

Sarah’s brow furrowed slightly.

“She’s... wearing a green screen?”

Ayverice seemed to not hear her this time and just continued her “interrogation”.

Distracted as she was by the beauty on the screen, Sarah didn’t notice the subtle shift in her friend's tone of speech, the way that it sounded just slightly more refined and self-confident.

Her smirk took on a sultry tone, her dark eyes somehow boring into Sarah’s own over the distance.

“But what about you mistress? Is there something I should know about you?”

Sarah shivered bodily at the question. Somehow her friend’s seductive whispers had grown even more seductive than moments before and the change was almost too much for the confused girl to bear.

At the moment that Ayverice asked her question Sarah suddenly felt an overwhelming guilt. Guilt at never telling her friends about her little day dreams. Like they had a right to know? Didn’t they?

“Ayverice, I’m so sorry but I have to tell you something!” she blurted out.

Ayverice just shushed the babbling girl, moving closer to the camera with her finger raised to her smirking lips.

“Nahahah!” she smiled at the camera. “After, you can tell me.”

It took a great deal of effort but Sarah eventually managed to suppress the urge to express every perverted thought she had ever had of her friend.

“Now… are you going to turn on your camera?”

Sarah was going to tell her sorry, that she didn’t even have one when she realized with a startled yelp that she had pressed a button and her image appeared on screen.

There on her screen sat a bedraggled, basically naked, flat-as-a-board, brunette.

She chuckled fearfully, confusion evident on the face staring back at her.

“Mmmm… much better.” the seductress purred into her headset.

Anne smiled deviously as she saw her friend close her eyes and shiver slightly at her words.

She had suspected that the up-tight girl was slowly breaking to her wyles some time ago. Even though she couldn’t see her, she knew her online friend well from the times they often spent just chatting online. The way that her friend had been a bit more flustered, taking more time to respond than usual when Anne really put the sexy on. It all pointed to the shy girl enjoying what she was seeing.

“Babey, I’d just love it if you rubbed your sexy, sensitive, nips for me. Please?”

She put on her best sexy pout for the girl, not really expecting the cautious girl to really acquiesce but still hopeful.

Her heart jumped, gleeful when she saw the girl’s hands begin the slow trek up her tiny frame.

Sarah couldn’t believe what was happening. First her friend had asked her to turn on the camera she apparently had and now she’d asked for her to do a bit of self love in front of an audience and her rebellious fingers were already almost to the pinkish skin.

Despite herself a thrill ran up her spine at the perversity. On the screen she could see her friend watching, rapt, her fingers rubbing below the silken piece covering her own nips.

A slight breeze of air pushed by the air conditioning flitted across one of her pink nipples. Sarah moaned quietly in her throat, the slight caress somehow feeling so good, too good even. Were her nipples more sensitive than normal?

Her fingers met with the soft skin and began their slow caress, spinning and pressing into the circular nubs. She had never felt like this before from her tiny breasts. She knew that supposedly girls with small boobs were supposed to be more sensitive there but she had never had that.

This was on a whole other level. Each small bit of friction, each increase in pressure, she could distinctly feel it all. It was like electricity through her brain, frying all higher functions so that her entire focus for that sweet moment was solely focused in on just the feeling of her hands on those soft circles of sensitivity.

Still the sexy tones of her friend purred in her ears, further igniting her repressed hunger like a stack of dry twigs. A pile which had grown with each sexy display from the vixen, so large as to cumulatively burn greater and greater with each passing moment.

“Yesss…” Ayverice purred. “Just forget about all your worries and fuck your little pinkies.”

Ayverice’s voice grew laden with heat as she spoke, making evident her own self-ministrations.

Knowing that the sphynx she’d been viewing all night was now watching her, masturbating to the sight of her, further ignited the roiling heat inside.

She was growing close, her nipples aching from the constant motion. Not aching from too much but instead wanting more of the heavenly sensations. She tried to move her fingers faster but they would not budge, just keeping to that same slow and steady pace. She began to squeal with frustration between bouts of moaning and rasping breaths. Her legs forgotten and randomly kicking in response to her strumming fingers. Her brown hair flicked about with her head as she succumbed to the titillating twinges that fired upon her psyche.

Ayverice breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling ever quicker as she “played along”.

“Now… ah… Sarah. Pretend for me, imagine, your tits growing as you tug on them.” Sarah absently noticed the flame haired girl on the screen, both hands pinching her nipples, the fancy cloth pooling about her slim waist.

“Tugging and rubbing on your slutty little nubs you… nngh… feel the boobs below growing.”

Sarah merely mewled in response, too far into the feeling and the emotion of the moment to give any proper response.

Ayverice growled throatily. “Tell me Sarah, is it happening?”

Sarah, only barely able to concentrate on anything but the waves of euphoria emanating from her chest groaned as she indeed felt what her friend had described.

“Y-yess… Aughnn… I can feel it!”

She didn’t know what the girl had done to make it feel like her breasts were actually growing but she wasn’t going to complain. The feeling of swelling in her chest, of imagining that she was playing with nubs that actually had substance behind them finally brought her over the edge.

Hands still continuing their possessed ministrations on her newly sensitive “pinkies” she was racked with waves of body-wrecking quakes.

Eventually she lay slumped in her old desk chair, her thin body sprawled and sweaty, a thick sheen of perspiration covering her fair skin.

Her previously-possessed fingers seemed satisfied after her climax and she had control of them once again. She used them to move wisps of her matted hair from her face.

On the screen she could see her friend in a similar state of disarray, breathing heavily with a look of contentment on her rosy cheeks.

“Hah… we should do this again.” she said, still laid back in her expensive looking chair.

Sarah’s face twisted in confusion. That didn’t look like a green screen…?

“We kind of got sidetracked for that last bit." she grinned widely.

"Still, I do have to go.” she said, looking saddened slightly by the notion. “See you again soon?”

Sarah nodded slightly, still slumped and breathing heavily. She raised one hand to give a thumbs up. Why did she feel a cushion on the side of her arm as she raised her hand?

“Cool.” Ayverice smiled, heaving herself up to her keyboard. “Oh! My real name’s Anne by the way. Figure you deserve that after tonight!”

*bleup*

Sarah looked away from the afterimage of her friend waving goodbye to her still quite sensitive nipples down below. The aftershocks of her recent release still bouncing around in her chest, loins and head, making her feel light and carefree.

That’s weird, why does she see huge boobs?