Friday November 29, 2024

“I’m not sure what you mean Steve.” Lisa said flatly and then crossed her arms under her breast… with a little trouble.

“I mean…” he said in exasperation as he waved his hands towards her chest.

She looked down at her breasts and gave him a confused looked, “What?” was all she could think to say.

He let out a deep breath and rolled his eyes, “Your tits are huge!” he finally blurted out.

Her face quickly turned into a frown and she shot him daggers, “Don’t call my juggs tits, you know I don’t like that kind of language. You can call them funbags, or sweeter puppies, or hooters, or tatas… but not tits. Do you understand me Steve.”

Steve’s mouth just hung open and then flapped several times, so Lisa just turned and left, leaving the apartment and heading across the hallway to Tom’s.

She knocked on his door and a moment later he opened it, a broad smile forming across his face as soon as he saw her.

She couldn’t help but return it as the argument with her roommate quickly faded, “Hey! Can I hang out for a bit?” she asked.

Tom nodded, “Of course. Another argument with Steve?” he asked.

She nodded and gave a little pfft, “Yeah, but I don’t want to take about it.”

“Fair enough, come on in.” Tom said and she passed by him on the way to the living room. When she arrived she flopped down on the couch through her head back before letting out a huge sigh of relief. Tom sat down across from her in his chair a few moments later after he’d closed the door behind her.

“Did he… you know… say the word again?” he asked.

Lisa’s head shot up at attention and she nodded, “I mean… why can’t he just call them knockers, or gazongas, or melons… or anything else!?!”

Tom shook his head, “I don’t know, it seems kind of easy to me. My favourite is floatation devices, but I guess that’s just me.” he said with a shrug.

A shiver ran through Lisa and her smile return. She loved it when Tom talked about her juggs.

“I know, right?” she said and then sat up straight before cupping her meleons and giving them a jostle.

“Take a look at these babies… who in their right mind would call them tits?”

“Well, I mean… I can understand why someone might confuse them with… you know… your shirt does kind of hide them a little.”

She rolled her eyes and in one quick motion grabbed the hem of her top and then pulled it up over her head, “See? See? These are not tits! These are juggs!”

God all this talk about her tatas was really getting her horny…

“Well they certainly aren’t sweeter puppies any more, that’s for sure.”

“Oh my god…” Lisa replied and then stood up, reached around her back and unlatched her bra, letting it fall to the floor, before she walked over and standing in front of Tom.

“If you can’t clearly see these aren’t tits…” she started and then leaned forward and pushed her juggs into his face, “…then you are truly blind!”

Before she knew what was happening Tom was sucking on one of her nipples and massaging her mounds, and her moans were filling his apartment.

I wasn’t long before she was on her knees between his legs and his cock was sliding between her juggs. She was pressing them together, eagerly using them to fuck him.

At some point, she heard her own voice, almost like it was being spoken by someone else, say “Oh my god, like, you fuck these big fat titties so good baby!”

But she knew she must have imagined it, she had juggs, melons, funbags, sweeter puppies, hooters, tatas, knockers, or gazongas… not titties.

Though, it did sound kinda like whoever had said it was having a great time, so maybe she should look into getting a nice big set of titties in the future.

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Tom watched Lisa stagger out of his apartment, sure that some of his cum was still between her tits, and enjoyed the look of her ass swaying from side to side.

He reached over and picked up the small golden amulet on the table beside his chair and rubbed it gently before closing his eyes and focusing on her. He could feel the magic coursing through it, into him, then across the hallway into Lisa.

The changes were gradual, and she seemed to have a lot of resistance to the idea of tits, but he was sure it would only be a few more session before she gave in… maybe he’d even change her name to Tits, but to make sure the idea really stuck with her.