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You cannot turn away from the moon. You eyes are glued to it. It is so bright and full. You are getting lost in it.
You mind starts filling with new thoughts.
"Breast, pleasure, huge, more, all mine..."
Your mind is fighting. On the one hand you realize what is happening but on the other hand you are starting to like it.
"Those breasts are mine, huge, full, round, fake. All mine"
Your mind snaps again. Your consciousness is being pushed into the back of your mind.
You stand up. Adore yourself. Want to love yourself.
You remove your dress and start feeling your breasts. These beachballs fused with your body. You love them, adore them, want them to be even bigger.
This night is yours. And you are gonna used it!