The Dairy Trap

[muffinstud]

She gives Steve a grin. "You do. I don't know what I'd do without you..." Without even thinking she steps forward and gives the man a quick hug to show her appreciation. A handshake just felt... a little too formal for the situation. After all, Steve is already a friend, not just some acquaintance.

Sarah gets a good look at the soft, bouncy orbs of womanly flesh that so far have only made her feel good things. Those good things had only gotten stronger when they got bigger too.
"Well, if you need someone to talk to... I'm not exactly going anywhere." Mackenzie chuckles again.

[Knight Errant]

Sarah sighs... "I just... the only things I want to talk about... I dont want to be yelling where anyone can hear. Thanks anyway, though..."

Steve blushes and... gently hugs back. "Its... nothing... really. The least I could do to help..."

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Heather hugs for a brief moment, and then pushes herself away quickly. No sense in letting it linger and get awkward. "Well, I just want you to know how much I appreciate all of this. I know it's the least you could do... but most people wouldn't even do that."

The other girl blinks. "Yeah... I can respect that. Thanks for the pep talk." She seems about to say something else, when a couple of very well endowed women begin approaching, each one with a bowl of milk. They talk in hushed tones too quiet to hear... but do seem rather happy.

[Knight Errant]

Sarah frowns at that... how can they be happy in this situation? It didn't make any sense... these people were evil. She sighs and shakes her head. But leans forward to try to catch any of the conversation...

Steve nods... "Yeah... I know. I'll try to be there for you however I can, anyway." He trails off... not sure what to say beyond that.

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Heather looks around, and clears her throat. "Anyways... I'm kind of tired. I think I'll get some sleep." She goes over and starts cleaning up the game of checkers... and looks over her shoulder at Steve as she does. Why can't she stop looking at him? She mentally slaps herself and tries to focus... but finds her gaze wandering back.

As they approach, Sarah can start to make out what the women are talking about. They're talking about... the latest episodes of their favorite soap opera. Great... They split off and approach either door, offering a bowl of the cold, refreshing milk!

[Knight Errant]

Sarah rolls her eyes and groans... great. And here was her expecting them to be talking about something important... she leans away... feeling rather annoyed.

Steve nods... and heads over to help her clean up! Smiling a bit. "Thats fine." He was always so... helpful...

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Heather blushes as she watches him... and gets distracted enough to fumble some of the things she was picking up. "Ah, clumsy..." She bites her lip and tries to make up for lost time.

At least the woman that approaches the door has a smile, and a delicious bowl of cold milk that she slides into the slot. "Don't worry, you most likely won't be long now. You've been drinking plenty."

[Knight Errant]

Sarah dosent answer... still feeling rather annoyed. But once the woman leaves... she walks over to the bowl and leans down to drink again... the sooner she was out of here the better...

Steve smiles a bit and chuckles. "You can go ahead and sleep and I can finish up here..." He says... glancing over her appreciatively... why did she have to feel so... flustered... in a good way... when he was near?

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Heather's efforts seem just as clumsy despite her trying to concentrate. He's just so... distracting. She blushes bright pink and nods. "Y-yeah. Maybe getting some sleep would be best. Are you going to be all right sleeping in the chair? Do you need a pillow or a blanket?"

The milk is just as cold and tasty as it had been previously, and Sarah can almost feel it tingle within her breasts as it promises even more growth.

[Knight Errant]

Sarah shivers a little... and goes to drink more. When its gone maybe she can turn in for the night...

Steve smiles. "I'll be fine... well maybe I could use one of your pillows? The couch should be comfy."

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Heather immediately grabs a pillow and offers it to him, holding it in both hands as if placing an offering to some deity. "Here then. Are you sure you don't need a blanket? I'd hate to think you're cold on my acount..." She looks down and blushes a bit as she sees her still growing chest... and tries to push it out a little for him.

The stuff is absolutely delicious! Soon enough Sarah drinks it gone. She can see across the hall both of the buxom women are chatting up the new girl, consoling her with tender words.

[Knight Errant]

Sarah frowns... turning away from the door. The anger returns... the girls didn't seem to care about her more than a few words. But whatever... she goes and throws herself on the bed...

Steve takes the pillow, smiling. "Dont worry, Heather... the rooms have spare blankets in the closet I think. Just... get some sleep..." He blushes... his eyes wanting to glance down at her chest... but he didnt want to embarrass her...

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Heather stifles a laugh. "Okay, fine. Are you going to tuck me in and read me a story too?" She shakes her head and gives him a mischievous smile as she slides under the covers and watches him with a yawn.

Throwing herself around rewards Sarah with quite a bit of motion in her chest. It's really pronounced now, soft and jiggly. Looking at those women... she's almost as big as they are.

[Knight Errant]

"Great... now I have a pair of milk jugs like the rest of these women... hopefully I can get out of here soon..." She murmers... going to pull the covers over her and try to get to sleep...

Steve smiles a little. "Well if you want..." He walks over... pulling the covers over her nicely... it was rather hard to do that... cats paws and everything.

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Heather blushes as Steve reaches over her to pull the covers up. "Thanks." She smiles and lets out a soft giggle. "You're not really going to tell me a story, are you? I'm a little old for that." She gets herself comfortable under the covers... most likely forming a bit of an outline under them to reinforce the fact. "You need your sleep too, Mr. Nice Guy."

Sarah lays on the bed and manages to get a bit of rest. She wakes up from her cat nap soon enough, due to some heavy footsteps approaching. She hears something new... jangling keys!