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I Am Jake's Mom (TG TF)

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This is a piece from my new book (coming soon!).

BACKGROUND On spring break from college and low on cash, Brandon and his friends swing by Jake's mom's house to use the pool. After all, she said they were always welcome - as she has the house to herself. Brandon notices a dark stone in the deep end of the pool and swims towards it and is sucked into a reality-bending rabbit-hole like no other...

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Brandon grabbed at the fabric from above, noticing that the fingers taking the fabric were tipped with long nails coated in white polish. He took a breath.

Fabric slowly parted from skin, revealing a clear division between lightly-tanned skin and pale orbs of flesh hidden beneath - hidden from the sun summer after summer. The fingers continued to tug at the nylon, the globes of flesh relaxing forward at the release of compression and the weight on his back steadily increasing. The breasts were large, and there was a lot of ground to cover until they were fully exposed. The fingers tugged, gradually uncovering another change in color: the circular flesh of areoles that capped the generous round breasts and led the rest of the distance to two prominent nipples, the sight of which made him immediately release the material in shock. Snapping back, it re-contained the sizable breasts with a jiggle; stimulated, the nipples grew firm. Brandon could feel them pushing forward. They lengthened, making hard divots in the fabric of the bikini top.

He shakily brought his hands to cup the undersides of the massive breasts before him, noting how sensitive they were compared to his muscular chest. He pulled the masses into himself and leaned forward until he could gaze over the firm breasts. His crotch was cupped in matching material and he eyed it expecting to find a bulge or the outline of his dick snaking to one side - he swallowed; a triangle of red material lay snug against him and he knew there was no way either could fit within it. He tried to ignore his thighs and the tiny pedicured feet in thong sandals doing their best to balance the curvy frame. His left hand fell from his breast and he took the hem of the red triangle between two manicured fingers, pulling the fabric from his flat tummy. Again he was met with an immediate change of flesh color: another tanline, a triangle of paler flesh, evidence it had been there over many sunny days; and in the center of the triangle: a whisp of blonde hair, trimmed smartly in a thin stripe. It led a trail down the mound. A trail to nothing. 

He let go of the material in a snap. He could feel the bikini bottoms, hugging his pelvis. Containing it. He surmised from the pressure that behind him hung a firm and prominent booty. His nipples dug in harder to the bikini top. He let his hand trace its way down the curved thigh of the suit before hooking his fingernail beneath the thin section of fabric between his thighs. He pulled it to the side and felt a breeze of cool air that sent a shiver up his spine.

"No..."


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Is there a release date?