She quickly wrapped her arms around me.
She squeezed her breasts tight into my chest.
I had clearly underestimated her size, she was at least a d-cup.
'I want you to be my first.' she said.
Her statement startled me and As much as i didn't want to, i pushed her away.
She frowned, 'what wrong?' she asked
'we can't do this, your my best friend's daughter,' i told her.
'why does that matter?' she said. clearly perturbed.
'i just can't.' i told her.
She took a step back and put her hands on her hips.
'Are you fucking kidding me?' she said in anger.
'You clearly want this as bad as i do!'
'Just look at me!' she said as she motioned to wards her matured assets.
'I was a little pork chop, Do you honestly think I would have developed this body naturally?! You've seen my mother!.' She yelled.
Was she was right?
Her mom wasn't exactly a trophy wife by any means.
Had i altered her in my mind?
She grabbed me by the hand and looked right into my eyes.
'You need to grow a pair and take me like a man.' She said.
Then she smiled and said, 'I wish we were in my bedroom.'
Instantly I felt light like I weighed nothing and the scene around us dissolved to white. After a second the world reformed around us, We were now in her bedroom.
'it worked!' she said happily.
She let go of my hands, slipped her sweater over head, unzipped her skirt, and let it drop to the floor.
She stood before me in nothing but her bra, panties and her knee high leather boots.
I had definitely underestimated her chest size she was clearly a d-cup.
'you're up big boy.' She said to me with a huge grin.