The Curse - New Job

story

• senior year is coming to a close, caden drops by suzette/miette's place a bit late, after some prior engagement (5pm)

• he's surprised to find Suzette still there, not at work.

• "Ohh, my work schedule changed. Actually, my job changed." Her five-foot-ten self greets him with a sultry kiss, before she lets him through to Miette.

• "You don't work at T.V. anymore?" Miette comes up, giving him an even more sultry and deadly kiss, which Suzette giggles at.

• "Competitive much?" Then she turns back to Caden. "No. The tips were good, but I decided this body was wasted talent at T.V. I found a new gig. -Much- more lucrative." Caden made a sideways face, and looked to Mimi, who obviously knew what she was talking about.

"You don't mean?" Suzette bit her lip suggestively, in a sexy attempt to make him guess. Caden found the most polite way to put his hunch. "You don't mean, dancing, do you?"

"You betcha." Honestly, it didn't surprise Caden. He didn't know much about strippers or strip clubs, but if he had to place a guess, it seemed like Suzette was just the type. "Short hours, pays a fuckload of money. And honestly, I got felt up nearly as often at T.V." That was a huge exaggeration. He'd heard about the few times she'd been cornered in the back by a guy copping a feel. But still he understood what she meant. If men were going to get their hands on her, why not get really paid for it.

"That doesn't bother you does it? That I'm taking off my clothes for money? You two never have to pay for it." As if to make her point in a sassy way, she peeled her shirt off, revealing a halter bikini top that could equally have been sexy underwear or a bathing suit. It left the inside half of both breasts completely exposed.

Caden tried to look on the bright side. "Seems almost the same as wearing that skimpy T.V. outfit. But do you, ya know, do other stuff?"

"Absolutly not!" She playfully swatted at Caden's shoulder. "I mean, I've only been there two weeks, but any type of fluid transfer is a no-go for me. I need to keep it clean and safe for you two." She slapped her ass, accentuating that the 'it' she was talking about was her body.

"I -do- lap-dance, and the girls say sometimes a guy will lose his stuff. They also say sometimes they give a handjob after a cute guy pays alot. I haven't yet, but you know how I -love- hand-jobs." Caden's face went white, and Suzette immediately responded to his worry, tucking up close. "Ohh no, not -that- kind of hand-job. That's just for you, baby." There was no question she was alot sexier just an inch shorter than me. Somehow it always seemed to hint at trouble, especially when she had heels on.

"And you're okay with this?" He was asking Mimi. She seemed more unsure than him, but not much. But there was also something else. She seemed like something was on the tip of her tongue. "You're not doing it too are you?"

"No no!" Mimi snapped back. "I mean, she did ask me, but no. I.. I.. I dunno. I mean, look at the two of us. Look at my high school grades. I barely graduated. I -could- do a lot worse. Especially with your help." She was referring to the fact that both of their traffic stopping bodies were the direct result of his curse -- and right now that's what it felt like. Mimi had been his first real high-school girlfriend. Now somehow he was in a sex triangle with her twenty-two year old friend, who was now a stripper, and possibly encouraging her to become one. It might sound enviable, but it was fraught with problems.

• Suzette walked across the room, pulling a ridiculous wad of cash out of the icebox. "You should see the tips I pull in. All the girls at the club are kinda catty and jealous. And since this body is really thanks to you, take whatever cash you need." She peeled eight or ten twenties off the top, put the rest back in the icebox, walked over, and stuffed them into Caden's front pocket. However, it didn't end there. Her hand proceeded to fish around inside playfully for his member. "Ohh, what's this?"

• Caden pulled aside, partially in surprise, partially because it kind of tickled. "Mimi, help me. I think there's a loaded weapon in his pants. We need to -disarm- him." Mimi rolled her eyes, even as she cornered his exit. In another few steps, he let them back him against the wall. "I think you're pretty damn lucky, to have that curse, and to have found us to make good use of it. What do you think Mimi?"

• "Tres chanceux. Very lucky. In fact, I think I need to show you how lucky you are, before this nympho gets to you." Mimi shoved him towards the bedroom door, then turned, "alone." Her soft voice said she meant it in the kindest possessive sex triangle sort of way.

• "Aww. Well. I guess you two do deserve a little private time. Though I'm gonna watch, I let you watch on my night." She was referring to the previous Tuesday. Not that there were any assigned nights or anything. Usually the three of them all just ended up in bed, or the couch, or on the floor, at least once an evening. They were ravenous. Caden didn't know how he handled them sometimes. Mimi snarled her teeth, as she pulled Caden further into the bedroom.

Mimi peeled her shirt free, not to be upstaged by Suzette's partially disrobed state. She was wearing an equally sexy, though larger bikini top. On account of her larger assets. In a minute, if past experience was any indication, they would be much larger.

"'ave you thought about college? I plan to make your school-mates very jealous." I had thought about college, and was in the process of whittling down between my two better choices. However, I hadn't yet thought about what that meant for Mimi and Suzette. Frankly, the whole two-girl thing seemed like a pin balancing on a nail, waiting to drop. I didn't expect it to last this long.

"I have a couple letters. I just need to pick. Virginia Tech, or South Carolina State." Mimi seemed to have a plan, turning him around and gesturing him to sit on the bed. Behind her, he could see Suzette slinking into the room and onto the chair, struggling with herself about keeping her distance. "Virginia Tech is a better school, but it's also much bigger. Easy to get lost. Are you planning to visit?"

"Oui et non." Sufficiently vague answer. Mimi leaned down, kissing him softly, then fervently. His hands reached out, feeling up her breasts, then running down her sides. He had decided Suzette was 'prettier', but Mimi's firm body still charged him up more. Oh, if he ever had to choose. "You always likes them bigger, no?" It sounded like she was talking about the schools, but with the way she urged her body closer, dangling her tits in front of his face, she was also implying something else entirely.

• Then she turned her body, waving her hand down her figure, showing it off. "I can maybe be your, how you say, mascotte?" He could think of worse things, than having her follow him to college. Then again, he wasn't sure if seeing those her every day would give him any chance to get work done. Especially, with the way she pushed his buttons. Case in point, her tits were already gently growing, overfilling her bikini top. Then she turned her back to him, sitting down into his lap. "Or your danse privee." She rolled her hips, grinding herself into his crotch just once before standing again.

• "Though I think your favorite thing," she knelt down in front of him, reaching for his pants button, "would be my, service de langue." She licked her tongue across her lips suggestively. Her eyes sparkled up at him as she peeled his pants, then his underwear down. She pulled them free and onto the floor, before pushing at his thigh, encouraging him to get up onto the bed before she climbed up over him. She wasted no time, lying down on his legs, her tits sensuously squishing around them as she descended towards his cock.

• At first she just held it up, licking sparingly at it. "Service de langue. Votre favori." Then she laid her head onto him, softly lapping, teasing, toying with him. I really don't know what my favorite is. It seems like everything was my favorite while it's happening.

• Looking to the side, he noticed Suzette already closing distance. She stood, slightly behind Miette, out of her view. Then she started doing what she always did, making trouble. She ran her fingers down her tummy, into her pants, touching herself suggestively. Then she held her hands out, cupped in front of her breasts. The meaning of the gesture clear, bigger breasts.

• This was a rare request from Suzette. She normally liked her body slightly more petite. As Mimi's tongue danced expertly on his cock, Suzie was relentless, biting her lip, gesturing at her breasts. He couldn't resist. It was a slow change. Stretching her bikini out, until her breasts were squeezed together, barely the outside third of each covered. A hint of areola was visible on one side. He lost himself for a moment, feeling Mimi's tongue wrapping around himself. He wanted more, he wanted it all, and as his imagination ran wild, he felt her wrapping further around his cock.

• However, Suzie's gestures didn't stop, she drew her finger down the inside of her bikini, pulling at the bottom strap. Seeing her like this was a treat, a treat that fueled his desire. They grew faster now, until they were easily as big as Miette's ever were. She set her finger to her lip, encouraging him to keep the secret. Then she gestured the top of her head. She wanted to be taller. Suzie was alot to handle at five-ten, even moreso bigger, but with tits that big, this would certainly be trouble. Still, it was out of his hands. She licked at her lip, and already she was growing bigger, taller. God she was sexy.

• There it came, the wet, swirling, twisting feeling of Mimi just -playing-. His curse had already extended her tongue to inhuman proportions. He felt a shiver, and she slowed her motions. Meanwhile, Suzie didn't stop growing. No, both nipples were now exposed, her bikni top looking four sizes too small, as her entire body expanded. She wiggled her stretchy pants to the floor, before they became too hard to remove. Then she reached behind her neck, untying her top. His eyes were transfixed on her, as she stepped up to the bed, her tits almost at the top of the frame.

• He figured she must have been seven-and-a-half feet tall, near the height they usually stopped at. Only she held her hand up, challenging him onward. As minutes elapsed, she was eight-feet, then eight-and-a-half, then nine. He hadn't made a girl this large since Kendra and that fateful day with the comic. When she gestured her hands out to stop it was almost too late. Her head continued rising, awkwardly tapping the nine-and-a-half foot ceiling before he could get control of it. She smiled a devious smile.

• She was unbelievable. A tower of sex. If he'd stood next to her, the top of his head wouldn't have made it all the way up her ribcage. She was absolutely giant. And her breasts, proportionally large on her frame, were now massive. He guessed they would each be fully larger than his head. It's like she was playing a game, trying to see if she could hold his attention, despite Mimi's tongue expertly ringing around the head of his cock.

• Then she made her move. She was supposed to keep her distance, but Suzie seldom followed the rules. Even as she knelt, her waist was still well above the mattress. Then she leaned over, spilling one absolutely titanic tit over his face, as she held herself up by the elbows. This all was impossible for Mimi -not- to notice. She poked her head up, expecting to object, but finding Suzie bigger than she'd ever seen. Suzette seemed to cut her off mid-thought. "Go ahead. You get to have all the fun, so I'm just giving him some bigg-uns. Mmm, suck my big tittie, little man."

• Suzie wiggled her giant frame, and I could tell immediately Mimi was thoroughly distracted. She loved her normal size hot body. This was likely sending her into overload. I cupped and pushed on the massive tit, encouraging Suzie far enough off my face to softly whisper. "She's jealous, she wants one."

• Suzie made no effort to be subtle. She blurted out loudly, "ohh? Does Mimi want one of my big giant titties? Aww. Of course you can have one, baby." Her giant arm moved, and a moment later she was propped up over us both. She was massive, her shoulders over three feet wide, her arms casually spanning the entire length of the bed. "Don't worry, I can finish licking and sucking every drop of cum out of -our- boyfriend." I could see her plan now. She was always like this, playing games. Mimi did not give in, she redoubled her efforts, twirling herself around me fervently. It was so sexy, seeing them fight over me like this. I couldn't help but escalate. I let Mimi's tongue extend, wrapping around me again, twisting and twirling as only she knew how. Meanwhile, Suzie grew even more! She got so big she had to bend further down just to keep her giant tit within reach.

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