Flaunting her new breasts




Being able to flaunt her new tits in front of her old friends was by far her favorite thing about second puberty, Sam thought. The transformation had left him with a perfect pair of breasts among other changes, and she knew exactly what kind of effect they had on men. It was almost too easy to get them flustered when she wore a revealing top around them, acting unaware that their eyes were drawn to her impressive cleavage. She made no effort to hide them after all, and honestly it was kinda cute seeing them backpedal when she accused them of sneaking a peek. 


Of course, she was aware that they all had a running bet behind her back on who in the friend group would be the first to have sex with her - They weren’t exactly subtle. But she thought it would spoil the fun if she told them she was already hooking up with much higher quality men then them, and they never had a chance in the first place.

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