Trying to avoid anymore prolonged contact with stimulating women, you awkwardly shuffle around Mia with the intention to leave. “Well, it’s been real nice meeting you, Mia, but I should really be going.”
Suddenly you hear footsteps fast approaching from behind. Mia looks up and smiles upon seeing a familiar face appear from around the corner. “Ah, Betty! Mi bella! Come va?” While happily waving to her friend, Mia leans forward, plopping her massive breasts on top of your head and letting their undersides gently spill around it. Your neck instantly strains from their soft weight. Just how heavy are these things!?...Wait, did she say “Betty?” You turn around to see a masked woman in a flashy blue and yellow leotard come to a stop nearby and scan her surroundings. Crap, is that the same Betty that talked to you earlier, the one who might think you’re the Pussy Cat’s partner in crime!?
Looking the other way, Betty hasn’t noticed you or Mia yet, but you can tell she’s still looking for Felicity, and possibly you too. You can’t let her see you like this. “Yoo-hoo, Betty! Over here, sweetie,” Mia sings, trying to get Wonder Bust’s attention while her breasts wobble atop of you.
Just before Betty turns and notices, you hide behind Mia in panic, hunching over and clasping against her enormous rear while burying part of your face against one of her butt cheeks. Mia lets out a surprised coo but is hardly fazed by your groping. Rather, she enjoys your sudden gusto and makes a mental note to pay you back for it later.
You whisper up to her, “Mia, I need your help again. I can’t let Betty see me. Not now. Keep me out of sight.” As Betty approaches, Mia gives you an affirming nod, happy to lend you another helping hand.
“Hey Mia,” Betty says, clearly distracted.
“Ciao, bella! What are you up to?”
“I’m, uh, looking for someone. Listen, have you seen Felicity around, or maybe a really, really small man?”
“Nope, sorry, can’t say I have, bella.”
Betty grumbles. “Alright, but, if you happen to see either of them, you let me know asap, ‘kay?”
“Of course, bella! And good luck. Ciao!” Continuing her search, Betty runs past Mia, nearly passing by you as she does. To ensure Betty doesn’t see you, Mia turns and leans back against the wall behind her, quickly hiding you from view as you’re sandwiched between the hard surface and Mia’s soft body. You give a muffled yelp of surprise against Mia’s ass as she waves goodbye to Betty. Once Betty is gone from sight, Mia leaves you like this for a few more moments, enjoying her unconventional way of helping you and assuming you are too.
Finally, she pulls herself off you, leaving you gasping for air. You can just barely see her looking over her shoulder at you past her massive rump. “You’re, uh, probably wondering what that was all about, huh,” you ask nervously. You’re not even sure where to begin explaining.
“No need, ragazzo. I know exactly what the problem is.”
“Y-you do?”
“Of course! Nothing get’s past Mia,” she boasts. “You’re just feeling shy because you’re walking around the halls naked as the day you were born. Che audacia! But trust me, sweetie, none of the girls here mind that kind of behavior. If anything, they encourage it,” she chortles, making her butt wobble in front of you. You sigh. Of Course she thinks that’s what the real problem is. “But, if you’re really feeling that self-conscious, cutie, Mia knows exactly where she can take you to get you covered up again.”
Where does she suggest you go?
Suddenly you hear footsteps fast approaching from behind. Mia looks up and smiles upon seeing a familiar face appear from around the corner. “Ah, Betty! Mi bella! Come va?” While happily waving to her friend, Mia leans forward, plopping her massive breasts on top of your head and letting their undersides gently spill around it. Your neck instantly strains from their soft weight. Just how heavy are these things!?...Wait, did she say “Betty?” You turn around to see a masked woman in a flashy blue and yellow leotard come to a stop nearby and scan her surroundings. Crap, is that the same Betty that talked to you earlier, the one who might think you’re the Pussy Cat’s partner in crime!?
Looking the other way, Betty hasn’t noticed you or Mia yet, but you can tell she’s still looking for Felicity, and possibly you too. You can’t let her see you like this. “Yoo-hoo, Betty! Over here, sweetie,” Mia sings, trying to get Wonder Bust’s attention while her breasts wobble atop of you.
Just before Betty turns and notices, you hide behind Mia in panic, hunching over and clasping against her enormous rear while burying part of your face against one of her butt cheeks. Mia lets out a surprised coo but is hardly fazed by your groping. Rather, she enjoys your sudden gusto and makes a mental note to pay you back for it later.
You whisper up to her, “Mia, I need your help again. I can’t let Betty see me. Not now. Keep me out of sight.” As Betty approaches, Mia gives you an affirming nod, happy to lend you another helping hand.
“Hey Mia,” Betty says, clearly distracted.
“Ciao, bella! What are you up to?”
“I’m, uh, looking for someone. Listen, have you seen Felicity around, or maybe a really, really small man?”
“Nope, sorry, can’t say I have, bella.”
Betty grumbles. “Alright, but, if you happen to see either of them, you let me know asap, ‘kay?”
“Of course, bella! And good luck. Ciao!” Continuing her search, Betty runs past Mia, nearly passing by you as she does. To ensure Betty doesn’t see you, Mia turns and leans back against the wall behind her, quickly hiding you from view as you’re sandwiched between the hard surface and Mia’s soft body. You give a muffled yelp of surprise against Mia’s ass as she waves goodbye to Betty. Once Betty is gone from sight, Mia leaves you like this for a few more moments, enjoying her unconventional way of helping you and assuming you are too.
Finally, she pulls herself off you, leaving you gasping for air. You can just barely see her looking over her shoulder at you past her massive rump. “You’re, uh, probably wondering what that was all about, huh,” you ask nervously. You’re not even sure where to begin explaining.
“No need, ragazzo. I know exactly what the problem is.”
“Y-you do?”
“Of course! Nothing get’s past Mia,” she boasts. “You’re just feeling shy because you’re walking around the halls naked as the day you were born. Che audacia! But trust me, sweetie, none of the girls here mind that kind of behavior. If anything, they encourage it,” she chortles, making her butt wobble in front of you. You sigh. Of Course she thinks that’s what the real problem is. “But, if you’re really feeling that self-conscious, cutie, Mia knows exactly where she can take you to get you covered up again.”
Where does she suggest you go?
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May 31, 2023
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