A little horndog's request Puny Pervert chapter 13 by Froakie

Shivering and naked in Becky's palm, the adrenaline from your near-death experience begins to morph into something else. The warmth of her skin, the lingering scent of her flowery body wash, the sheer, overwhelming softness of the flesh that just saved your life—it all combines into a potent cocktail of arousal. The logical, survival-focused part of your brain is drowned out by a much more primal urge.

You need to be closer. You need to be *safe*. And what place in this world feels safer than the soft, protected valley between your sister Becky's massive breasts?

You muster all your persuasive energy. You look up at her, trying to project an aura of vulnerability and trust. You mime a shivering motion, then point towards the generous swell of her chest concealed by her tank top. You follow it up with a hopeful, pleading look, pouring every ounce of your desire into your expression.

Becky understands your intention immediately.

A deep blush spreads across her cheeks, rivaling the color of a ripe tomato. Her eyes widen in shock and embarrassment. "S-Sammy! No! We... we talked about this!" she stammers, her voice a horrified whisper. "You can't just... ask for that! That's... that's not okay!"

Becky's mortified whisper draws the attention of the others. Lauren, who was already halfway to the door, pauses and turns back, a curious frown on her face. Nikki, hearing the commotion, peeks back into the kitchen, a predatory gleam in her eyes.

"What is it now?" Lauren asks, her patience clearly wearing thin.

Becky looks utterly miserable, her face a mask of humiliation. She can't meet her mother's gaze. "He... uh... he wanted..." she trails off, gesturing vaguely at her own chest. "He asked to... to ride in my... my shirt."

For a moment, there's dead silence. Then, Nikki explodes.

"PFFFFFT—HAHAHAHAHA!" She doubles over, slapping her knee, her raucous laughter echoing through the kitchen. "OH MY GOD, YOU LITTLE HORNDOG! YOU WANTED THE FRONT-ROW SEAT ON THE TITTY EXPRESS!" Tears of mirth stream down her face as she points at you, her entire body shaking with hysterical glee.