I was awoken by the feeling of my nipples being kissed. I opened my eyes and saw Kristy making my nipples hard and erect once again. "Morning," she said. "Well, not really."
"What time is it?" I asked as I wiped the sleep out of my eyes. I was careful not to scratch my eyes with my elongated nails. That was going to take some getting used to.
"It's about 6:30," she said. "We've been asleep for 3 hours or so." Whew, I thought. I was supposed to meet with the guys at 8:30. I still had time. It was then that I realized I never told Kristy about them. I had to now, because I intended to make our meeting tonight very special indeed.
But just as I was about to, a sour look on Kristy's face changed my train of thought. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"I'm jealous," she said.
"Of what?" I asked. For the life of me, I had no idea what she had to be jealout about.
"Of what I've been kissing," she said. She wasn't kissing my nipples now, just fondling them.
"My nipples?" I asked, a bit of surprise in my voice. "Why?"
"They're bigger than mine," Kristy said. "Not only that, but they seem perkier."
I sat up a little, leaning up against the bed's back. "Aww," I said. "I'm disappointed. Here I thought I wound up with a girl who wasn't shallow."
"I'm not shallow, thank you," she snapped. "Just feeling inadequate next to you," she said, her attention back on my nipples.
To be fair, I understood why she felt this way. As far as she was concerned, I was perfect. So next to me, she must have felt inferior somehow. I didn't want her to feel this way, so I proposed we fix it. "You know," I said, "we can fix that problem."
She was about to ask how, but then she smiled and said, "Oh, of course. Your ring." With that, she threw the covers off of us, and sat on top of me, her legs straddling me again. "OK, do it," she said.
"What exactly?" I said. "You're going to have to be specific."
"OK," she said. She looked squarely at my breasts. "Yours are definitely D's. Mine are only C's. But that's fine with me."
"It's fine with me, too," I said.
She smiled knowing I was satisfied. "And your nipples and areolas are bigger, too. But they're not overly big. And I've always felt mine are too small." She thought for a few seconds. "So," she resumed, "this is what I want." But she stopped talking again, and seemed to be lost in thought. "Did you ever see that movie 'Vanessa?'" she asked me.
"Yes," I said. It was European movie from the late 70s that probably would be classified as a softcore porn today. Thinking back on it know, that scene between the female lead and one of the other women on a bed while a horrible song played was pretty hot.
As if she was reading my mind, Kristy asked, "You know that scene with the two women on the bed?" I nodded. "Well, the brunette, not Vanessa, had fairly large areolas. But Vanessa had really big nipples that really poked out. I want my areolas to be as big as the brunette's and my nipples to be as big and perky as Vanessa's."
"OK," I said. I made the wish and we waited for the changes. Not surprisingly, they happened instantly. Her areolas began to stretch out over the surface of her breasts. To be honest, I agreed with her when she said she thought they were small. But I didn't want to say that to her for whatever reason. It seemed like it wouldn't have hurt her feelings, so I probably shouldn't have been concerned. Anyway, her areolas were becoming much larger now, almost covering the entire surface of her breasts. At least that's how it appeared.
After her areolas finished their change, her nipples followed suit. They grew bigger in two ways. First, they grew wider in diameter, just as her areolas had. More significantly, they poked out further into the open air. She turned herself to one side, allowing me to see how far they were going. They were getting rather huge! I think they looked even bigger because she was aroused. Something told me they wouldn't be that big all of the time.
Kristy seemed quite satisfied with the changes. She hugged me tightly and kissed me firmly. "Thank you," she said.
"Thank the old woman who gave me the ring," I said.
"If I ever see her, I'll be sure to do just that," she said. She rubbed her enhanced nipples up against mine a few times. As she did, a frown replaced her smile. "Something's still not right," she said. "They don't feel any differently."
I handled this one on my own. "I've got an idea," I said. She let me finish. "I wish that your nipples would become extra sensitive to the touch of my mouth, lips, and tongue, and even more sensitive to the touch of my breasts and nipples. As such, I wish you would feel enormous amounts of pleasure whenever they are touched in any of those ways."
"See," she said. "I knew you had quite the imagination."
"Well, let's see if it worked," I said. She rubbed her nipples up against mine once more. The instant they touched she inhaled sharply, letting out a moan of delight.
"Oh my God," she moaned, rubbing up and down repeatedly. "It's amazing. I wish you could feel this way." She realized what she said and smiled at me devilishly.
"I wish I could feel that way, too," I said, smiling right back at her. 'Oh my God' was right. This was almost as good as when we had made love. The feelings of pleasure and desire were incredible. When her nipples touched mine, it felt as though someone was touching them with some kind of machine that was created to produce the most pleasurable feeling imaginable.
Both of us started to moan louder and louder. She rubbed her breasts up and down faster and faster. Something inside told me that I wouldn't be able to keep myself under control. Neither could she. We both came at the same time, our juices dripping out of our pussies. She collapsed upon me and held me close to her. As we regained our breath, I noticed that our nipples were still touching. It seemed that neither of us wanted to move them from each other. "That was incredible," she moaned.
"Yea," was all I could say in return.
"God," Kristy laughed, "we're becoming a couple of nymphos."
I laughed back but said, "No, we're just in love." She smiled and squeezed me tighter again. I wrapped my arms around her and we lay there again for a few minutes.