Hey guys! As always, sorry these aren’t coming out quicker! Also sorry if I haven’t been able to message anyone back in a couple of weeks, it’s been hectic irl. In case anyone is at this point unaware, these stories and characters are **completely fictional**. Thanks again for those who have been reading, I hope you enjoy! If you do, feel free leave me a comment or send me an orange envelope!
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# The Babysitter/Dungeon Master 9: The Oath of Devotion and Bondage
(Amy)
My lips curled considering, as I checked myself out in my bedroom mirror. I stood close to the mirror as I examined my tank top, pop music playing in the background. It took me a while to find this *specific* white tank top, it was buried in my closet. I washed it, and threw it on to see if it still had the same problem it had before. The neck of the shirt was cut low and wide, probably made for a woman with bigger breasts. Mine weren’t small, but nevertheless, the tank top held them awkwardly. I twisted my shoulders a bit, and casually bent forward. Without a bra on, bending forward revealed my breasts perkily hanging there. And if I leaned forward enough… you could basically see everything. I stood back up, and carefully placed the straps of the tank top on the edge of my shoulders. With my arms down, I gently gripped the bottom of the tank top and held it. With a deliberate shrug of my shoulders, and a tug to the bottom of my tank top, it slid down exposing my breasts entirely. I smiled, and decided this would work for the first game night of our summer alone together. I threw on a rather simple black skirt, and let my hair down. Read more »