A slim, long-haired girl raced toward me, shouting some kind of apology. (I thought for a moment there were two of her, but I think it was just my vision that was blurred.) She was dressed in a skimpy bikini and wore some kind of translucent skirt at the waist. Wasting no time, she picked the frisbee from my hand and bounded away, waving at me with a smile.
“Sorry again!”
Since Minx can feel a lot of what I feel, she was experiencing the pain in the back of my head and was none too pleased about that. She flew in the direction the girl went off, her hands balled into tiny fists.
“I’ll make you sorry!” she threatened, disappearing over a nearby hill.
I rested my head against Martine’s lap, looking up at her. I was looking for her eyes, but all that was looming over me was a pair of enormous boobs.
“Are you okay?” I heard her voice echo through the mountains of boobs that separated us. (Well no, her voice didn’t REALLY echo, but I just wanted to use a metaphor to compare her boobs to mountains, because they were just so big!)
“I might have a concussion,” I said with a moan.
“You do NOT have a concussion,” came her response.
“I’m just gonna lie down here for a moment, ‘kay?” If you’d been lying down against her thighs, staring up at that massive chest, you’d have found an excuse to stay there too. Don’t deny it!
Short moments after that, Minx joined us again.
“Where did you go off to?” Martine asked.
“Just a little retribution.”
“Little?” Martine sounded skeptical.
“I promise!” Minx swore. “I can’t do big spells anyway.”
That was the truth. Unlike Attitude, Minx wasn’t able to do powerful spells. She could still mess around with some people–especially women–so long as she knew what parts to focus on.
“So,” Martine asked, “what did you do?”
Minx smiled innocently and told us…
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One thought on “Jaycee’s Quickies #002”
Choppy
Hehe nicely done :3
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