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"I know you're teasing the idea in your mind right now.

I see the longer than usual glances when you think I'm

not looking.

I'm always watching you, y'know. Hoping you'd come

closer and closer.

Rather than me growing closer and closer to you.

I know you see me changing. Adapting. Overflowing.

All this woman. So Tall. So Busty. So Thick.

So Feminine.

And yet.

You're just so in your own head that you're not thinking

clearly about this.

How you are Teasing me. Denying me.

I just need you now.

Follow me, and I'll show you everything you never

thought you wanted.

So many others have seen what I bring, and you're just

part of the glancing crowd.

Just waiting for an invitation.

So.

Fall into my fold and never leave.

Listen to my heart from between the valley of my

chest.

I have so much to share with you, little one.

You do know this is all for you, right?"

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"You're all the fucking same y'know." Faith said in a

harsh whisper against the cold quiet of her room, her

tone carried to Adam's burning ears.

She couldn't help but revel in this reversal. It wasn't

hard to turn a jeering man into her plaything without

magic, and now that he had crossed that line in her

patience, it was time to go.

"I know what you said to your friends before you came

up to me to fuck with my head.

He shrank away. She had moved to lock the door to her

room, knowing that all he had left was 'flight'.

"Isn't this what you wanted? Weren't you going to

make me believe in someone with that cock of yours?"

He kept shrinking away. Fabric was heard ripping over

Faith's growth.

"I know you've got a "type" in mind for girls like us.

Girls that believe in something that helps us against

you.

She stood over him, his back against the edge of her

bed, the shadows of her breasts beginning to eclipse

his vision.

"That's not how it's going to go, babe. I have a use for

you.”

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Jesus. Fucking. Christ.

Carol couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her whole

hand looked so small in just one of the Anne's cups.

And she was bursting out of this one.

*creak*

She froze as she saw her sister's bust come in before

she did.

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The shoot location was strange, and the growing crowd’s murmurs didn’t help as they followed us in.