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The charmer's flute

added A year ago O Mental

Julie and Becky had been having a pretty normal day up until this point. They'd shopped a few stores, met a few cute boys, and now they were deciding where to have lunch.

It wasn't until they had finally come to an agreement, that Julie stopped and cocked her ear. "Becky, d'you hear something?" She asked her friend.

Becky looked to her friend, "No, shauld I?"

Julie looked around for the sound, "It' saunds a bit' lik'...music? Very pretty music." Julie started scratching at her stomach. Her eyes seemed to phase out of concentration.

"Are you alroight'?" Becky asked her friend.

Julie scratched at her shoulders, "Yeah, I'm fine I just', neid to get' this off." She said, sounding irritating. She had been wearing a cute shirt that day, one with short sleeves and a low neckline. But now she simply pulled it off of herself. Her movements swayed with the music in her head, pulling her shirt up over her head and stuffing it into her purse.

Becky stared at her friend left in her bra with her jaw agape. "Julie' what' the bloody hell are yau doing?!"

Julie ignored her friend as she undid the clasp to her bra, putting the supportive garment into her purse as well. C-cups fully on display, Julie gave a sigh of relief, "That's much better."

Becky just stared in disgust and awe at her friend, "Juli'! Cover yaurself!" Quickly she rushed to her friend and did her best to cover up Julie's tits.

"Becky, don't yau hear that' music? It's a beautiful flut'." Becky made to protest, but then she did hear the music, her body began to sway as the gentle notes of the flute took her mind. "Woah, yau're right'. That' is pretty." She started to lift her own shirt, exposing her bra and stuffing the shirt into her own purse. Likewise to Julie, Becky took off her sports bra and put it in her purse. "Oh that is lovely." She commented, her breasts were bigger than Julie's, but neither of the girls even seemed to notice their tits were on display as they went off to have their lunch.

Tyler stared with his jaw open. Had the flute really caused all that? All he'd done was play a poor rendition of hot cross buns and suddenly the girls he had been respectful observing turned into public strippers. What the hell was this thing?


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