Jen, one of your closes and kindest friends looked all grown up. Leaning down, your vision would be covered by just the shadowy looming presence of your friend. You could not stop a flinch at the sudden burst of movement and a harsh *clack* sound! What had been a void of shadow was basked in a yellowy light. Jen having clicked on the lamp would reveal you had been standing on some type of night stand the whole time. Lillian had joked a few times during history class that she was some lost Nordic Goddess, from this perspective there could be no other description! Her curves having bloomed forth into a prestigious bounty of flesh. Her light brown hair gracefully waved along her shoulders. That familiar soft grin accentuated by sparkles from her hazel eyes. Her night shirt did little to hide the creamy white mounds as they fought to escape through the small neck hole. Stifling a yawn with a hand she would stand up straight and melodiously groan. Stretching longingly heavenward. Her chest bouncing softly at the act.

You had to rub your eyes. Out of all the people you could have run into at this size were you truly lucky enough to meet her?! Jen would turn towards a nearby door and open it flicking on another light and leaning over. If her shirt was fighting a losing battle, then her pants has already lost the war. They were more like form fitting leather then cotton pajama pants. Even from your far-off position there was not a detail lost on those orbs magnitude. Finally, you were able to pick your jaw off the floor and look on exactly where you were.

You were in a bedroom. Sitting on the night stand you’d make out other bits and bobs of furniture, a bathroom that had been the source light originally, and the closet that Jen was just now standing up from. She would be holding a pair of black dress shoes and panty hose. On the far wall would look to be a formal business suit that she would also grab and place on the bed. … what happened next would make your jaw drop once again as she slipped her thumbs under the band of her pants and slid them off. The mounds jiggling firmly as she did so. Memories of the many times she and Lillian would tease you flooded your already shot brain. When you finally came back down you’d notice that Jen was now staring right in your direction.