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A small sample having landed on my arm, left me with a hairless patch of skin. The little sample landed on my desk, forming into a flattened globe. By now, I had almost a quart of the goo. I pulled a plastic tub out of my closet, pouring the goo into it. Instead of flowing to the edges, it took the shape of a poorly inflated ball, a round shape, about eight inches across and about six inches tall. I picked up the little blob from my desk and dropped it in the tub, the two blobs quickly joined and became one. I gingerly touched the blob. It was dry and warm to the touch, a bit squishy, reminding me homemade of Becky Simpson's boobs, no great conquest, as she was probably the easiest girl in school. The blob seemed to hump up under my hand. I jerked my hand away to see a mound on top of the blob, very similar in shape to Becky's boob, slowly sinking down to the normally smooth surface. What the actual fuck, I thought, staring at the smooth pink surface. I remembered last week when Candy had accidentally lost her towel on the way out of the bathroom, I got a good black eyeful of her perky C-cups as she scrambled to cover herself. I remembered, clearly, the pale skin tone and pink nipples, as she blushed furiously. The blob humped up a perfect replica of Candy's boobs, even the colors seemed to shift to match my memory. I placed my palms over those bumps, they felt like boobs, they squeezed like boobs, they felt wonderful. I jerked my hands back. I was fantasizing groping my sister, not something I normally did. I mean, I love my sister in a big brother, protect her, kind of way. I had never actually thought of her as a woman, most of my mental images of her being in the eight to ten-year-old range when she'd been quite the tomboy. But I reminded myself, this isn't Candy, just some bizarre blob that made boobs that looked like hers. I needed to get back to safe ground, thinking of Becky's boobs again. amateurs The blob obligingly humped up into Becky's soft, slightly flaccid boobs. I grabbed them, squeezing and rubbing them like the real thing. They even showed Becky's slightly darker skin tone and her large dark nipples. This was making me hard as I remembered that afternoon up at the lake. She wouldn't let me go all the way but interracial did let me finger her cunt, wet and warm to my fingers. The blob shifted under my hands into a fair approximation of a woman's crotch. I slid my hand down to the cleft between the suggestion of legs, feeling the folds of Becky's cunt lips and the opening of her cunt, feeling exactly as remembered, wet and warm. The replica boobs had faded away as material flowed to form threesome the replica cunt. This was getting interesting. gangbang The blob reminded me of a slime creature from one of my favorite role-playing games, able to form almost any shape. Should we hear more from threesome these twins in another chapter? At first, I was a little frightened, but I started thinking that I could have a bit of fun with him. “Well, Zoe started it; so let’s all of us have some fun.” So what exactly are you gettin' at?" The crowd around is pulling out their phones and recording. But then how could she read other people’s minds? Hey, keep fucking me, Zander! It has more to do with Tina being allergic to latex. Her story was that three babies can do that to a woman. Slowly I reached down with my other hand and felt the wrinkly bag and the two egg like things inside. Not angry, but felt like Angus deserved some retribution for his manipulation before he received homemade a reward. That's all. She delicately pulled my panties back into place, giving me a soft pat on the rump as she stepped away. So, I availed myself of a bed in the glorified tool shed and fell asleep there. When she said, "that girl" instead of using her name, I felt irritated. 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