Peter had become engrossed with watching Joce's new rack as she
walked. The shirt she wore left little to the imagination, with the
two massive orbs pushing it to it's limit. If he hadn't seen them
grow himself, he'd have wondered if she was smuggling a pair of
oversized basketballs under there.
Peter was so entranced the way they jiggled and bounced with each step
(and imagining caressing and playing with them), he didn't really
notice the funny feeling that were building in him. Sure, his pants
were feeling a little constricting, but with such a wonderful sight in
front him, that was hardly surprising.
But the more he stared, the more his erection grew. At first, it
seemed as if Peter had stuffed a banana down his pants... but the
crotch of his jeans began to bulge out, the clear outline of a python
creeped down his leg. By the time they'd made it outside of the mall,
it was halfway down to his knee, and the thickness of a beer can.
By the time they were almost to Joce's house, there was audible sound
of creaking fabric...