>Heat waves really are the best.
>If there's any reason why you would enjoy a really hot day like in this current summertime, it'd be because of that shy, quiet girl Fluttershy.
>The reason why? Well it's not that simple.
>Hot weather allows for more outdoor time and cold weather doesn't.
>A cold day is when you met Fluttershy at school for the first time.
>She didn't say anything, just kind of waved then scurried away.
>After that, you rarely ever saw her as much as you saw two or three of her friends.
>All of whom talked more than Fluttershy did.
>But Fluttershy stayed in your mind more.
>The cold days didn't last forever, and the reason why you like hot days more is actually simple after all and really two reasons.
>Even when it was cold and Fluttershy was in a long sleeve turtleneck sweater, her chest was impossible for you to ignore.
>Smaller cup sizes would be glossed over when deeply hidden inside of a thick winter sweater, like around a B cup maybe, but Fluttershy here's got a couple of apparent double D cups stretching the thick yarn or whatever that sweater's made out of.
>The very shape and volume of THAT chest in those sweaters, good fucking lord.
>Talk about a pair of massive, heaving tits.
>Somehow on a girl at your school who is otherwise rather thin-ish aside her curves.
>Your initial conclusion that she simply stuffed her bra was blown out of the water when Spring came.
>That bit of deep soft cleavage, the way it all sways and bounces with all her little movements.
>Hell, even the way the shape looks undeniably natural anyway... there's no way that's fake; Fluttershy's huge breasts were REAL all along.
>An otherwise regular blouse top turned sublime when being worn by Fluttershy.
>There is positively nothing Fluttershy can do about those things.
>She was packing all that tiddy in there, and never showed it every time you saw her in school until warmer days.
>Her boobs stretched out the fabric quite a bit, and it couldn't cover them enough to conceal all of her cleavage.
>Pink straps and a frilly top rim presented Fluttershy's soft heaving chest to all onlookers.
>And Fluttershy knew this very well, reluctant to face the guys at school who's eye would wander to her chest every time.
>Only faced her close friends as often as possible, other girls whom she trusted not to stare or laugh.
>Of course, that one Rainbow Dash had to force herself to look away completely or else things could get awkward.
>Can't blame her, Fluttershy's big boobies are something special.
>You'll never worm your way into her friend group and ask Fluttershy out if it's clear you're just horny and like her boobs, which is the only honest truth so far anyway.
>You gotta learn more about her, focus on more than just her boobs, you gotta.
>Of course, you learned the obvious.
>She's into taking care of animals and is into nature.
>She never told you this, you just either saw her babysitting pets or something, or just heard one of her friends say it.
>She must know a lot about hormones and stuff, then.
>Maybe even can tell what causes animals to mate, which translates to humans wanting to mate with eachother surprisingly well.
>Your inner caveman gets awakened when you're turned on.
>It'd be easy for her to pick up on any signals you unintentionally send that your ape-caveman-inherited human brain saw fertile female properties and wants you to mate with her.
>Surely a human who's into into nature knows a thing or two about human nature.
>And what triggers a guy's evolution-delivered inner caveman that evolved to be ever present to ensure that mating gets encouraged in life.
>You should memorize all this in order to fein a common interest with a hot girl at school so it'll be less weird if you ever ask her out.
>You're just overthinking simple shit either way: ape brain see tiddy, ape brain get horny, ape have sex, trait passed down on and on until ape become human, human inherit horny hardwired into their very nature.
>Doesn't mean Fluttershy thinks much of it, even though it's likely she might.
>There's no way she's not aware that guys at school like her big boobs she's shy about.
>Again, evolution-delivered ape inherited brain see female traits, ape brain get horny, horny no leave until evolved ape descendant mates.
>...
>All of which shifts into maximum overdrive when Fluttershy starts coming to school in white tank tops.
>The weather got even warmer, she couldn't help it.
>She's trying not to, but Fluttershy's letting some of her cleavage show every day now.
>Every time she tries to pull the top of her tank top up over her cleavage, Fluttershy feels the bottom of her shirt slip untucked.
>And when it does, it springs up in front and reveals her soft bellybutton to anyone in front of her.
>She meeps and pulls the bottom of her top back down, letting the top of it continue to reveal her cleavage like it was inevitably going to do either way.
>Those tank tops will never cover all that cleavage all the way, there's just no way.
>You bump into her in the hallway one day.
>You imagine that Fluttershy's friends must be jealous of her.
>Maybe it could be friendly breast envy, maybe it's just your perverted imagination COMPLETELY forgetting to focus on Fluttershy's actual interests as a person.
>But holy fuck, Fluttershy's not even TRYING to show off her boobs... but she is, whether she likes it or not.
>As long as Fluttershy wears these noticeably kind of small tank tops.
>Which she will continue to do pretty much every day as long as the now super warm weather stays this way.
>But it doesn't stay that way... it gets even hotter.
>This girl apparently has a lot of plain white tanks tops, the half of which that are even smaller now being worn.
>Can't even think about how to talk about animal care stuff she's interested in through these daydreams.
>Anyway, you bump into her by accident (yes this entire encounter was actually an accident but no one believes you), immediately apologizing profusely as she gets on her knees to pick up her books she dropped.
>Still standing, you get a perfect angle view down that smaller tank top that was already showcasing a lot of Fluttershy's deep soft cleavage today.
>The books Fluttershy holds to her chest drag the front of her already strained tank top further down the deep soft cleavage of Fluttershy's huge boobs, exposing more.
>Your apologies devolve into wordless bumbling at the sight of Fluttershy's beautiful busty chest.
>Mind races, can't be caught staring, do something to make yourself look good quick.
>What are you standing around for? Help her pick up her books you knocked over, you heartless bastard!
>Your face collides with your nose digging between the warm softness of Fluttershy's cleavage.
>It ends quickly, but lasts long enough for you to process her pristine scent as her smooth, warm and soft boobs gave way against your face.
>The physical sensation briefly spurs your inner caveman with feral, primal, carnal activation.
>You had already been familiar with how Fluttershy's boobs look, but now you've learned how they... FEEL, something you only imagined before.
>You knew they're big and soft, but her warm silky skin to go with it made it so much more real.
>That's it, that's what female breasts feel like, Fluttershy's breasts.
>Encountering such a strictly natural revelation humbles you.
>The rest of the encounter was as awkward and played down in the moment as one would imagine.
>Yes, this entire encounter was actually completely by accident, but absolutely no one believes you.
>Chemistry class, weeks later.
>Last full week of school; final in-class experiment.
>You must've apologized a thousand times.
>Guess who's assigned to be your lab partner by coincidence?
>Hot weather again forced her to wear a tank top today.
>"H-hi." Fluttershy greets you, slightly facing away with a heavy blush on her face from memories of what happened.
>She cutely puts her shoulder forward to block view of her boobs with her arm, only mashing her boobs together pushing her displayed cleavage outward more.
>She's actively trying to hide them from view, but it can't be helped.
>You two proceed with the final lab partner experiment of the year, having your first ever real conversation.
>Before that, it was just you apologizing for having your face in her cleavage.
>And you had your face in Fluttershy's cleavage before you ever said a single word to her.
>What a way to meet someone.
>Neither of you knew what you're doing, so the final project has to be finished after school since there's no do-overs after today.
>You and Fluttershy must take the late bus home.
>Cooperating with her for so long, now alone with her in the classroom after school in this lucky circumstance, has emboldened you.
>Glance at Fluttershy's busty chest from a side angle of her, into her top.
>Catching a glimpse of the frilly edge of Fluttershy's pink bra cup against her soft skin.
>All the way out to the late bus after the project's over, you still wanna be next to her.
>Too horny to care when you blatantly sit next to her on purpose in the back of the empty bus.
>Fluttershy blushes, but doesn't protest to this.
>"Y-you think we got a good grade?" She asks as the bus pulls off.
"Yeah." You continue sneaking glances into Fluttershy's top.
>The back of the bus is the part that jolts the most, something she forgot.
>Here come bumpy roads.
>Fluttershy's big boobies jiggle in response, outside of her control.
>She feels all of it happening... holding back an unplanned awkward grin.
>Her big soft tits bounce wildly when the bus reaches a pothole.
>She squeaks, but too nervous to turn away, as if it'd be rude.
>You apologize, but:
>"It's... okay."
>You just made something set in, deep within her:
>...
>On the first day she wore a tank top, Fluttershy hesitated before walking into view of everyone.
>Fluttershy KNEW her cleavage was showing, and she KNEW her busty chest would jiggle and bounce if she walked too fast.
>Couldn't hold the front of it over her cleavage the whole time, the pressing onto her tits would make her cleavage crease even higher anyway and come right back down once she let go.
>Fluttershy walked past everyone as fast as she could go without her big boobs moving around too much even with her D cup bra holding them under her tank top, sensing the male attention on her.
>Slowly accepted the inevitable truth:
>Her busty chest is GOING to bounce and jiggle no matter what.
>Her soft cleavage is showing no matter what.
>She simply had to get used to it.
>On the last day of school, everyone's signing yearbooks.
>It was only a matter of time before you encounter Fluttershy during this.
>The bus ride with her is still vivid in your memory, along with how she just awkwardly let you keep staring at her bouncing, jiggling D cup tits as the bus jolted.
>She had simply awkwardly left after you stood up to let her out.
>You could tell she was way too nervous to say anything to you.
>You felt extremely guilty about the whole thing after the blood left your boner and returned to your brain, about how admittedly pervy in a predatory way you were acting.
>But Fluttershy stands with her back against the wall, yearbook in her hands behind it, eyeing you from across the room.
>As if she's waiting for you to walk over to her, which you do.
>You still try your hardest to keep from glancing down at her chest, because you're starting to suspect this could count as harassment at this point.
>"Um..." She speaks as though she's finally responding to you giving her an impromptu eyeballing on that late bus.
"I'm uh... sorry about... all that." You stammer, hoping she won't call her friends over to slap you. "I should've asked you for like, permission or something."
>Her face glows red brighter than a stoplight, but her words do quite the opposite.
>"I-I'm not mad."
>At this very instant, you feel an assumed green light to gaze down at Fluttershy's chest once more, succumbing to your inner caveman in the eyes.
>She realized this, and almost starts to turn away, but reminds herself that you just can't help it.
>She really did pick up on some signals, didn't she?
>She... understands it all to a degree too.
>You were probably right before.
>"It's okay, Anon." She repeats what she said before, as if to clarify what she meant.
>Neither of you say much, just nod and momentarily exchange yearbooks.
>It's as though the less you and Fluttershy actually talk, the more you begin to communicate through fuckin' pheromones or something as long as she's in your presence.
>Because there's been a lot more being said than you two verbally spoke.
>And if it were to be spoken, it'd be extremely lewd talk.
>The language of your hormones, speaking louder than anything either of you could have said.
>And Fluttershy understands it more than you do, knowing full well you're trying to get a good peek at her bra through her top again as she leans forward to sign your yearbook.
>Fluttershy's soft D cup chest looms over the pages, ever so slightly swaying to the motions of her arm and hand writing down her phone number.
>She lets out a nervous but flattered giggle after "catching" you peeping at her massive boobies.
>One day early in July.
>Given that she's nervous around any other guy, Fluttershy being delighted to see you feels a bit odd.
>But this first official date to the mall should go well.
>And by well, terribly probably.
>The way you started things off with Fluttershy is set up for disaster:
>In actions speaking louder than words, you established that you know nothing about Fluttershy's interests and only like her for her boobs.
>AND she was clearly too nervous and apprehensive to turn you down.
>You don't know why, but you could just sense it.
>She's always quiet and anything but talkative, and to this day she has yet to tell her friends about her "relationship" with you, however many days it's even destined to last.
>You're currently picking her up from her job at the animal shelter you didn't know existed until yesterday.
>Fluttershy's eyes are probably full of pity and almost fear, but you have no idea because you're not paying attention to her eyes.
>Your own eyes keep on admiring Fluttershy's bountiful, busty chest getting hugged by her white tank top and pink bra underneath.
>Now accompanied by her soft thick thighs under her green skirt; thighs you daydream about putting yourself between, face first or waist first.
>This is NOT how you start off a relationship, it's how you start off a one-night stand or something.
>Fluttershy leans down and lets her tank-top-clad busty chest sway a little as she pets one of the cats at the shelter you pretend to care about.
>And as you tragically watch Fluttershy's big soft tits get mushed together by her arms, pushing her deep soft cleavage together more before releasing and letting her boobs relax again, you nod in agreement to your own suspicion that this relationship is doomed to fall apart and quickly.
>It's just you being horny and Fluttershy being, well, shy.
>Too shy to prompt you to actually learn abut her interests and start jiving with her personality.
>You don't know shit about nature or animals.
>You just want to see Fluttershy's nipples, and give those breasts a good suckling like the ape-brained evolved caveman you are naturally hardwired to be.
>And you want to wedge yourself between Fluttershy's thighs and finally free your ape brain from this delightful torment.
>You are THIRSTY, not in love with her. You're sure of it.
>Take the horny out of the equation and you and Fluttershy likely have nothing in common other than the fact that neither of you talk a lot at all.
>Why?
>Why must Fluttershy have such an enticing, mesmerizingly endowed body that drives your inner caveman crazy beyond reason?
>...
>All of this was all that was going through your head during the time you sat with Fluttershy at the food court.
>She sips and swallows down her drink, you imagine her sucking cock.
>She grabs her vegan burger as you imagine that being your waist.
>The way she locks her lips around the spoon, letting the vanilla ice cream drip...
>What would Fluttershy's beautiful massive tits look like in a small bikini top?
>This is what you wonder during your surprisingly existent second date at the same mall in mid July.
>Fluttershy once again wears one of her usual white tank tops, busty chest bouncing as she walks with you.
>You don't understand how you made it to date 2.
>Notice Fluttershy taking a deep breath before walking inside where dozens of people will see her cleavage right in there.
>And Fluttershy's showing a LOT of her cleavage in this top; it's really hot today.
>Consider asking her what she even sees in you, but you don't have to.
>In a couple of quiet back-and-forths, Fluttershy gradually gets something off her chest.
>One of her friends (not named) suggested she needs to "come out of her shell".
>That she should consider getting a boyfriend and stop being overly protective about how much of her body is showing.
>She still thinks your accidental encounter in the hallway was on purpose, but says it helped the whole point of her wearing tank tops in warm weather instead of burning up in sweaters like past years.
>You had missed her saying the pet shelter she works at is moving out of town.
>She's been considering working at Hooters due to... two reasons, but she's too nervous about wearing revealing tops in front of people.
>Telling her friend about this is what started this, and it led to you noticing her trying to get herself to "desensitize" herself.
>She decided to get you as a boyfriend to often be around, preferably one who's horny for her.
>Fluttershy's less scared about showing off her boobs when you're with her, because she's getting used to your ogling.
>So other people ogling doesn't feel as bad, and other guys won't make moves if she's already taken.
>Long story short, you're kinda being used as a tool with slight benefits.
>But here's why you're okay with it:
>You ask Fluttershy if you can call her Hootershy, to get her more into the spirit.
>She sheepishly hesitates, but says you can if you really want to.
>Hootershy pulls you into a hug, intentionally letting her big soft boobs squish onto you as your arms gently wrap around her, feeling the back of Hootershy's bra through her thin top.
>Stay in the hug a bit with her big soft breasts pillowing you.
>The back of Hootershy's bra unhooks, making her meep and duck away to a side area with relative privacy.
>Hootershy fails to pull the back of her bra together inside her top, and as you watch, reluctantly pulls her whole bra all the way out, braless in the heavily air conditioned mall.
>"W-wanna go bra shopping with me?" Hootershy gives you an adorably embarrassed smile, dangling her removed pink bra.
>Hootershy's braless breasts under her thin top assert themselves to visibility, her nipples becoming stiff and poking through in response to the cool air.
>Follow Hootershy to Victoria's Secret, soon convincing her to seek bikinis as she's still scared about other people seeing her erect nipples.
>Date 3, late July.
>Once again, super hot day, but a tank top is as far as Hootershy is willing to strip down to.
>Albeit without a bra this time, knowing how much you like it when her erect nipples.
>Despite all else, Hootershy's nervousness found a way to overcome her when it comes to wearing less.
>She's just not used to showing a lot.
>Exposing her shoulders and cleavage is one thing, but now her midriff and bellybutton? And underboob and sideboob? And her hips, thighs and butt?
>It's like walking around in her underwear!
>Hootershy sees bikinis as the same.
>Outside for your date, you two walk around in the hot summer air.
>It's been a half hour.
>Hootershy knows what the real intention is: the excessive heat is supposed to convince her go to the pool.
>Getting her to strip down and get HER body into a sexy bikini.
>A feat she never dared to try despite knowing what her body has to offer.
>Continuously tell Hootershy there's nothing to be afraid of, and that she'll look amazing in that small bikini you bought for her.
>She makes nervous faces at you.
>The heat causes her skin to shine with sweat.
>She fans herself with her top, giving you peeks at her midriff and more of her cleavage every time she pulls her top forward.
>Hootershy begins to hyperventilate after twenty more minutes.
>This future Hooters employee's busty chest shines with sweat as she keeps fanning herself with her top to cool off.
>Perfume in her scent.
>Hootershy's huge sweaty boobies sway in her damp, clingy tank top that drags itself further down her glistening cleavage.
>You watch her stumble with one of her top's shoulder straps falling from her shoulder, having her huge soft tits bounce with a strong jolt, moving her top around with them.
>Hootershy's large braless nipples poke through her thin damp top that clings to her body.
>The sweat is starting to make her top transparent.
>Hootershy notices her areolae begin to show through the fabric.
>Peers around for onlookers, panicking.
>Your nose bleeds at the sight.
>She leans onto you. "I n-need water."
"The pool's right over there."
>"Ngh." Hootershy fearfully bites her lip, thinking about her shirt clinging to her body.
>She moans between hot breaths when you say her body's beautiful, that this is what she's been working towards anyway.
>"W-what if... I show too much?"
>Put your arm around her.
"It's good if you show a little too much. They'll like it. /I/ like it!"
>Hootershy's busty chest that usually insulated her from the cold, now nearly spills out of her sweaty drooping top.
>The top falls further from her huge jiggling D cup boobs as she falls to her knees.
>The fallen side of Hootershy's falling tank top makes a gap at her armpit.
>Follow Hootershy to a nearby changing booth with the bikini in your hands.
>She nervously lets you join her inside as you plan to assist Hootershy in stripping herself out of her damp top and skirt for her new bikini.
>"A-anon? What are you-"
>Grope her.
>"Are you sure?"
>There's a silent pause when the impromptu grope happens in the dimly lit changing booth.
>The lack of speaking and the physical groping says everything your instincts and Hootershy's instincts need to hear; your pheromones silently screaming for breeding.
>The very instant you feel Hootershy's massive soft breast cupped in your gently squeezing hand, your inner cavemen is activated more than ever before.
>It happened before you realized it, as if your body knew what to do before you did.
>Your actions themselves got an unintentional boner, kneading Hootershy's jiggling, swaying chest through her damp clingy top.
>Running your fingertip over her nipple poking through, multiple times, making it get stiff in response to you.
>As the rest of her enticing softness boasts itself against your fingers and palm, the very bountifulness of fer femininity telling you what her huge softness means to your instincts.
>She's MADE for mating and breeding, very physically so.
>This is what you're supposed to like, what you're supposed to do.
>That grope made Hootershy's life as a virgin flash before her eyes.
>She knows that's all over now.
>You've seen too much.
>You've felt too much.
>There's no turning back.
>All her virgin years she's seeing are about to come to an end, and she's bright red in the face thinking about it.
>At the tail end of it, she sees her friend that helped her put an end to it: Pinkie Pie.
>...
>She had never told you this part, was too nervous.
>Fluttershy back when she was wearing sweaters and hiding her alluring cleavage from the boys was always pressured by Pinkie Pie to "open up more".
>Pinkie always showed her own cleavage, usually hopped and bounced around on her feet in her signature bubbly-ness as she usually does.
>Fluttershy half-envied Pinkie's ability to not care how much her boobs would blatantly jiggle in her low cut cleavage-showing tops, right in front of everyone.
>She KNEW the boys at school were staring at her chest, there's no way she wouldn't be aware of all THAT going on.
>And oh boy was it going on.
>Fluttershy was reluctant to follow suit when Pinkie offered her to wear one of her own tops.
>Pinkie had even gotten in trouble once for "dressing inappropriately" at school, but kept showing off her cleavage anyway.
>Fluttershy was nervous thinking she'd get in trouble too, until she saw that the teachers didn't bother Pinkie about her lewd tops anymore.
>Pinkie clearly knew the busty potential Fluttershy had; it was even very slightly more than her own, but both girls are unignorably busty.
>Instead of being jealous, Pinkie encouraged Fluttershy to show off what she's got, to celebrate her beautiful chest and get those knockers the male attention they deserve.
>But Fluttershy still wanted to keep her chest completely inside of her tops with nothing showing to anyone.
>Pinkie kept begging and pleading Fluttershy to show her cleavage at school, at least to see how many more boys would glance down at them.
>Fluttershy was hesitant about having her cleavage showing.
>It was a blast for Pinkie Pie, it was a huge risk for Fluttershy.
>That risk being a boy throwing himself at her one day.
>The more he would see and feel, the harder it would be to convince him to stop.
>And Fluttershy's virginity would be over, the thought of which made Fluttershy shiver.
>She told Pinkie this during a sleepover that was just between the two girls.
>Pinkie stated virginity's been boring so far and both of them should have lost it by now in their lives anyway.
>Eventually convinced Fluttershy to at least wear something more revealing in the room with her: a plain white tank top.
>So long as Pinkie herself stayed in her low cut top with her own busty cleavage showing.
>Fluttershy had changed in private and came out blushing as Pinkie watched, clapping in excitement.
>Fluttershy's massive chest was only covered by two thin bra cups and a thinner white tank top that couldn't hope to cover up all that cleavage.
>Pinkie's eyes wandered down to Fluttershy's chest, Fluttershy crossed her arms over her visible cleavage in embarrassment, disoriented while desperately looking for something else to put on.
>"It's okay, silly." Pinkie gradually pulled Fluttershy's wrists back away from her chest. "I have big boobies too, remember?"
>Fluttershy breathed heavily with her eyes darting around before Pinkie pulled her into a surprise hug.
>Fluttershy's huge tits softly collided with Pinkie Pie's huge tits through their clothes.
>"Oh... m-my..." Fluttershy's voice was more jittery than any other time she's said this.
>"Aren't we just so soft and cozy together?" Pinkie grinned at Fluttershy, mashing her own massive chest into hers and squishing everything together tightly.
>A game of truth or dare soon started.
>Pinkie encouraged Fluttershy to lean forward like she was to allow a good view into her top.
>This made Fluttershy get comfortable after an hour.
>And then:
>"Let's make a strawberry banana milkshake! Dare you!" Pinkie grinned.
>Fluttershy agreed, not knowing what it meant until seeing Pinkie Pie take off her shirt then bra.
>Pinkie Pie had no problem being topless in front of Fluttershy. "Your turn!"
>"W-what?" Fluttershy freezes as Pinkie grabbed the bottom of her top.
>"Strawberry banana milkshake!"
>"O-oh dear!~"
>"Hehe, your bellybutton's so cute!"
>"Pinkie...?"
>"C'mon, left your arms up!"
>"I-I..."
>"Ooh, I love your bra!"
>The tank top landed on the floor.
>"P-pinkie... I-mmmmmph~"
>"Mmwah! It's okay, we're both girls here."
>"M-my..." Fluttershy squeaked.
>A few seconds later, Fluttershy's bra landed on the floor next to Pinkie Pie's bra.
>Two busty topless girls clumsily docking at their sleepover, arms a-tangle.
>"Eeee! We're so soft and cozy!"
>After this, Fluttershy was convinced to wear tank tops at school for warmer weather.
>Pinkie wore low cut tops too with her own deep cleavage jiggling around in plain view so Fluttershy didn't feel alone.
>Fluttershy knew the attention would skyrocket, as it did.
>She knew what she got herself into, easing herself into it as your boldness with her grew, soaring pheromones rousing your hormones into a frenzy.
>...
>It all led up to that grope you just gave her.
>Braless Hootershy feels your hand feel up her big soft boob through her thin top more sincerely.
>She's not with another girl this time, she's with you, a horny guy groping her in a cramped changing booth as hot summer temps make her body glisten with sweat and a need to strip and put on a bikini.
>It took Hootershy so long, but here it happens.
>She reluctantly eyes the tiny bikini top you're gonna make her wear in public.
>HER huge boobs are gonna be in THAT bikini top?
>"Anon...~" Hootershy mutters as both of your hands explore her body in that small damp tank top.
>Do exactly what you've always wanted to do with Hootershy.
>Your hands thirstily squeeze Hootershy's soft busty chest, ravaging her small thin damp top, making her sideboob slip out.
>Hootershy shuts her eyes in panic, realizing her boyfriend's groping is irreversible.
>You pull Hootershy close and give her a long deep kiss with your hands still enjoying the moist softness of her massive boobs against your fingers and palms, as enthusiastically as you can out of your raw primal arousal for Hootershy.
>She makes a bunch of cute sounds into your mouth, rolling her eyes after they open again.
>She sighs and becomes more complacent in the midst of your animalistic advances.
>Her D cup chest gives to your ferocious hands and slips out of her top some more.
>Your thumbs run along Hootershy's nipple bumps, tickling her; she jolts around with those huge knockers of hers jiggling from it all.
>"Ah! Anon!"
>Hootershy spins around, you catch her huge sweaty tits once more with eager, barbaric groping from behind, and your erect tent hotdogs her between her ass cheeks through her skirt.
>Turn her so you're poking into her side now.
>The cramped changing booth rocks as you gradually manage to peel Hootershy's wet little tank top off, exposing her soft, heaving, glistening D-cup boobies.
>"Anon~" Hootershy grunts, eyeing the tiny bikini on the bench. "What'll they think of me?"
>Indulging yourself in her, kiss Hootershy's neck, moving down to her unbound funbags as she bumps herself around between the booth's walls.
>Stretch her top around, yanking it up past her bellybutton, tugging the open sleeveless sides forward to bring out more of her sideboob, pulling the middle down to free more of Hootershy's beautiful cleavage, rolling the damp top further up her tummy until you raise it high enough to make her underboob peek out.
>Hootershy's tank top gets stretched and pulled in all directions on her increasingly exposed body.
>Your hands grope her jiggling chest through her top until it's groped out of the way.
>Stretched too far to keep those big soft breasts from bouncing and swaying into view.
>Find Hootershy’s nipples.
>Hootershy moans and sighs as she feels your mouth close in on one of her nipples through her thin little top.
>Kissing, licking and suckling on her soft beckoning breasts, you make Hootershy let out all kinds of noises as her tank top is stubbornly stripped off.
>You catch Hootershy's nipple directly in your mouth and let the sweet salty taste trickle onto your tongue.
>She looks down at the bikini on the bench once again with more of optimism, now that the feeling she gets from "nursing" you scrambles her mind into a wanton flurry of sexual desires.
>Hootershy stumbles and scrambles around inside the cramped changing booth with your hands groping her as the summer heat bakes the inside.
>Topless in her green clingy skirt.
>Getting her bouncing, sweaty D-cup boobies sucked on as you catch her huge areolae nipples in your mouth again and again.
>Upon meeting your eyes once more, she kisses you back and welcomes you to throw yourself on top of her against the wall.
>You had pulled your cock out at some point.
>When Hootershy sees it, she looks at it the same way you've looked at her tits.
>You both know what you want to do.
>Hootershy kneels, nervously but hornily holding your wrists close to herself so you HAVE to keep groping her big soft boobies.
>Stick your roused up member right between the very deep cleavage that's been making it be what it is for so long.
>The smooth slippery skin, the voluminous fleshy bodyfat of her soft lumbering hooters, all mashes itself onto either side of your erect shaft.
>You're sticking your cock into that pair of massive tits you fell in love with, feeling them stroke your length up and down with the help of both your hands and Hootershy's hands.
>Hootershy, hesitantly aroused, grins down at your precum-drooling head poking out from inside her deep soft cleavage towards her chin.
>You cannot express your endless love for Hootershy's beautiful massive breasts enough until you've not only sucked on her huge nipples, but fucked her bare exposed D-cup breasts directly with your cock they kept making get hard for so long.
>An answer to your tension and needs for Hootershy's big beautiful chest.
>It's been a long time coming.
>Hootershy's tits bounce up and down between your hands and her hands.
>Every time you jacked off to the thought of this bountiful pair of breasts is eclipsed by these tits themselves jacking you off before your eyes.
>And her massive softness enveloping your cock stimulates you all the way to climax with this event you needed so badly.
>Hootershy anxiously squeaks as she feels your cock tense and swell between her big soft boobies, only a little scared of the load to cum.
>It shoots out in a strong, continuous burst of pearly white semen, loudly spraying her face like a pressure washer in a POWERFUL nut you couldn't have had any other way outside of where your member wants to go next.
>Hootershy's soft, massive fucking boobies directly made your cock ejaculate onto her face.
>Continue groping Hootershy's big soft tits as you watch your mega-sized load run down her face, some coating and sneaking between her lips into her mouth, drip from her chin like ranch dressing out the bottle, land at the top of her chest below and trickle down into her busty, sweaty cleavage you just fucked like a wild animal.
>Strands of your cum bridge between Hootershy's lips as she breathes with her mouth gaping, pushed and pulled by her hot breath.
>Her face is cooled down now.
>She uses her removed tank top to wipe it all off; she's not putting it back on anyway, she has a bikini top.
>You don't even care if you taste some aftermath of your load when you deeply french kiss Hootershy once more with tangling tongues, it's mixed with her sweet saliva anyway.
>Convey through stammering mumbles how much you love her in between the sloppy kisses in the hot cramped changing booth, still groping Hootershy's supple bare tits the whole time.
>Keeping yourself completely erect for Hootershy.
>Hootershy lets your hands creep up her sweaty thighs inside of her skirt, making their way to her panties, grabbing them and proceed to peel them, roll them down her damp skin.
>She feels the back get tugged off her butt and the front slip away from her wet dripping crotch.
>You get Hootershy's panties down her thighs and past her knees.
>Your very nature directs you to put yourself between those thighs and push Hootershy's skirt up her thighs with your waist until you feel something soft and slippery kiss and wrap around your tip pushing into it.
>Hootershy's eyes shoot wide upon, finishing the flashback of her life as a virgin flashing before her eyes.
>Feels her virginity vanish as your shaft slips deeper in, not even minding your hands passionately groping all over her heaving, sweaty, jiggling D-cup chest.
>You felt your own virginity seep away as your cock gets enveloped by her warm fleshy tunnel of fertility, giving way to your naturally built-in drive to thrust your hips as you're supposed to do.
>Make Hootershy face you so her soft bare breasts get bounced in front of you with each bucking motion as you grope them.
>You make her tits jiggle and bounce uncontrollably with your incessant humping.
>That green skirt stays scrunched at Hootershy's waist, still slipping down enough to expose her bellybutton as it heaves with her bountiful chest.
>The barrier that was Hootershy's virginity is no more, and her fear of being in a bikini in public is weakening.
>But Hootershy KNOWS she's absolutely beautiful, feeling your cock once again tensing inside her gently gripping vaginal canal.
>She KNOWS her body is absolutely sexy as your cock twitches in bursts of ejaculation again and again and again inside of her.
>Your inner ape caveman is rejoicing as his mission to mate and breed has been accomplished.
>Hootershy falls back in afterglow with you, letting your hands continue to grope her big fertile chest by pure horny instinct alone.
>To make sure Hootershy's still comfortable, you wait inside of the changing booth until you don't hear anyone at the pool anymore.
>She lets her skirt get pulled down her thighs off her legs, naked with you in the dimly lit changing booth as the sweat covering both of you naturally cools you down a little as you're not engaged in heavy physical activity anymore and just fanning one another with Fluttershy's removed clothing.
>Help Hootershy slip into the small bikini, wrapping the strings around her torso and placing the fabric cups over her big soft nipples.
>Slip the bikini bottoms up her thick thighs and stopping at her curvy hips.
>Making sure everything fits her nice and neatly.
>Kiss her once again, making her giggle as you can't stop pulling her bikini top away from her nipples just so you can see them and play with them again.
>It warms her so much to see and feel you appreciate her huge breasts so much, basically put under a horny trance by them.
>Hootershy lets you pull her lewd bikini top open and expose her big sexy nipples in the changing booth again and again as many times as you like, letting you flick them, play with them, kiss them, lick them, suck them... can't stop opening Hootershy's bikini top just to do it all again.
>You're """testing it out for malfunctions""".
>Both of you know that's bullshit and that Hootershy's big soft boobies make you eternally horny and you just can't pull yourself away.
>The time finally comes to leave the changing booth and enjoy the pool with no one else around.
>Hootershy nervously follows you out into the less hot later-day air.
>Constantly checks to see if there's anyone around to see her in her lewd little bikini.
>You poke her bellybutton and lightly slapping her soft butt, teasing her in a horny/friendly way.
>Hootershy jumps into the water with you, immediately having fun.
>She surfaces after a quick dive, with the water running down her soaked busty chest.
>Dripping down her soft cleavage and sideboob, down to her sleek tummy and stretched bellybutton as she raises her arms to squeeze the water out of her pink hair.
>The water runs down her hips, over the straps of her tight bikini bottoms and down her thighs as some water stays soaking the fabric over her vulva underneath.
>While her big nipples under the thin bikini top become erect and poke through from the cool breeze through the wet fabric.
>What a mesmerizingly beautiful sight to see.
>Can't call her beautiful enough times.
>She blushes when she realizes her nipples poked through, but you tell her it's okay.
>Play shark with Hootershy for some time, "catching" her and opening her bikini top several times when she loses.
>She meeps every time you do this, scared that someone nearby will catch her with her huge tits out.
>But she laughs all the while, clearly excited by this now.
>Stare at her soft chest as she walks with you back to her house.
>Still in her bikini top.
>They're just... jiggling and bouncing so much.
>On the last day of summer, the weather is still hot in this part of the country.
>On the last day of summer, the pools and waterparks remain open and packed with people, as do the adjacent and/or connected amusement parks.
>Pinkie really wants to give summer one last hurrah, celebrating bikini season in her bikini at the amusement/water park.
>There’s always been something special about bikinis, and by extent, bikini season.
>Girls everywhere can freely walk around in only their bikinis if they willingly choose to, which are the same size and shape as their bras and panties, and cover about the same amount and areas too; sometimes, they cover even less than bras and panties, showing MORE cleavage, underbutt, underboob, midriff with bellybuttton, hips, bare back, thighs, exposed shoulders, even occasional cameltoe and erect nipple bumps if the water and/or air right after getting out of the water are cold enough.
>Pinkie Pie doesn’t mind it at all, enjoying it when she shows off her bikini body and everything above it has to offer.
>Will be here at the park with her friend who doesn’t want to feel alone celebrating bikini season.
>Even after all this time, Hootershy still needs some help coming out of her shell.
>Her “shell” being her clothes while in public while lots of people are around.
>Still has plans to work at Hooters after summer is officially over, since she very easily qualifies for the… credentials.
>Or at least half of them; she’s still too nervous to show much of her huge, soft chest to other people other than you, and her very close friend Pinkie Pie.
>On the last day of summer.
>Fluttershy was part hoping it wouldn’t be hot today.
>So she could wear more clothes, as well as not have to strip down to her swimsuit.
>But on the morning of the day she and Pinkie are to go to the amusement/water park, Fluttershy nervously watches the temperature forecast numbers climb and climb throughout the day.
>Feeling as though it’s the bottom of her shirt climbing further and further up her midriff.
>First exposing her bellybutton to people in public by 80F, then riding further up her body until some underboob starts showing by 90F.
>Hiking more and more up her heaving chest like a curtain rising to reveal the show everyone wants to see, until 100F has people starting to see a tiny bit of Fluttershy’s… areolae…
>Because bras and panties, as challenged by Pinkie Pie, are not allowed on this trip.
>Only bikinis in their place.
>Which are to be stripped down to.
>Bra cups are better equipped to hide nipple bumps than bikini tops.
>Especially with how large and perky Fluttershy’s nipples are, especially when they get stiff.
>Because of this, Fluttershy tried to sneak a bra on right before leaving her house.
>But Pinkie instantly spots the bra strap on Fluttershy’s shoulder through a gap from her top. “Nuh-uh, silly!”
>She reaches in and unfastens the bra strap from Fluttershy’s shoulder.
>Before Fluttershy could even put it back together, Pinkie reached up inside her top with her surprisingly nimble hands and fingers and unfastened the other shoulder strap AND unhooked the back of Fluttershy’s bra.
>Her bra cups fall loose and slip around inside against Pinkie’s grabbing hands.
>Fluttershy squeaks in defeat as her dismantled bra is clumsily fished out of her top by Pinkie Pie.
>”Our bikinis are in the car.” Pinkie tells her after getting her to nod in agreement to still going so she can “come out of her shell” more in public. “Our *modified* bikinis.” She giggles excitedly.
>…
>Modified bikinis.
>Pinkie’s really looking to celebrate bikini season in a… kinky way… while at the waterpark.
>Fluttershy knows that her modified bikini top will at least give her big, bountiful chest some tiny amount of support which is more than only this thin top where her nipples are already visibly poking through as her deep cleavage jiggles with the car’s jolts.
>And this hot weather means she’ll have to take this shirt off at some point.
>It’s either later on publicly walking around in this thin, undersized “modified” bikini top, or going completely topless; Fluttershy has nothing else to wear.
>The car pulls into the parking space and Pinkie gets out, taking her pogo stick with her.
>Pinkie Pie also has nothing else to wear other than her yellow tank top belly shirt combo and short shorts, with her modified bikini underneath.
>Fluttershy is not alone in this. Pinkie Pie’s walking around with her body super exposed in super revealing clothing right there with her.
>You’ve tagged along in a separate car, pretending to not know them and being their “stalker” to follow them around.
>This was a combination of your idea and Pinkie’s idea.
>Which Fluttershy agreed to because it keeps her mind off of other guys ogling her as long as you yourself are full on stalking her and her friend.
>…
>You’re just a guy hanging out at the local amusement park/water park on the last day of summer.
>Bummed out that summer’s ending, but it’s okay because it’s at least not going to get cold here in the coming months.
>Still kind of moping around, not wanting to do anything here except maybe check out the girls here while they’re still wearing bikinis showing off their bodies.
>Good enough reason to come here as far as you’re concerned.
>Sit on a bench checking out the girls walking around in bikinis like the perv you have accepted yourself to be.
>Eventually spot a couple of very busty girls walking by looking fine as hell in their little tank tops and short shorts.
>The one with lighter pink hair and yellow skin is in a pink tank top and the one with darker pink hair and pink skin is in a yellow tank top with the lower half cut away.
>The former seems a lot more shy about her attire than the latter, who seems more bubbly.
>They pretend not to notice you, and you keep staring, eventually getting up and following them.
>The bikini tops they have on must be rather weak, because you notice their boobs unable to stop jiggling when they walk.
>Damn, they’re so busty, both of them.
>Continue to follow them around, stalking them as they talk to eachother and pretend not to notice you following them, even though they definitely must have by now.
>You don’t even care, these busty friends are too sexy to ignore.
>Continue to gaze at them as they enter gifts shops, play the carnival games to win prizes, among other things.
>Hearing them call eachother by name: The bubbly one is Pinkie Pie and the shy one is Fluttershy.
>Just a couple of hot, busty girls enjoying their time as the amusement park, inching closer to the water park portion of this place.
>Pinkie Pie heads off to get herself some ice cream while Fluttershy stays seated on a bench.
>You follow Pinkie since you really like seeing her walk around.
>Pinkie Pie’s half tank top clings to her body, the bottom riding up her midriff even further up past her soft bellybutton.
>Her tits jiggle with each step, more so when she puts a cute hop on her heels in her stride, easily more than a pair of C cups inside that thin modified top.
>She is very slightly chubby in a shapely way that retains her curves, probably from eating lots of sweets or something.
>Her soft tummy looks so kissable and smooth to the touch, gently pushing in when she laughs.
>She gets herself a tall ice cream cone to celebrate the spirit of summer on its final day.
>Happily squeals and hops around as she returns to her friend with it.
>Still pretending not to notice you following her.
>You begin getting looks from people who think you don’t know these girls and they don’t know you.
>These people are the ones who don’t know.
>Continue to follow Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy down the path behind them, staring at their big soft butts in those tight short shorts as they walk.
>Longing to run your hands along their thick, smooth thighs as each girl’s underbutt peeks out at you from underneath the denim short shorts.
>Pinkie Pie likes to swing her wide beckoning hips, teasing you with her sleek, exposed lower back and hold-able waist.
>Holding her ice cream, Pinkie Pie wants to go over to the water park area and have fun in the wave pool now.
>You’re not staying here by the teddy bear prizes, you’re gonna follow Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy into the water park area and watch these sexy busty girls strip down to their small bikinis and get wet in the water.
>Pinkie Pie is the first to lift up her top and pull it all the way off.
>Her little blue bikini top clings to her, holding her big swaying breasts for dear life that spill out on either side of each bikini top “cup”.
>Fluttershy is reluctant to take her top off, with her big soft cleavage already greatly showing to onlookers
>She nervously opts to hold Pinkie Pie’s ice cream for her.
>Pinkie Pie’s curvy, fertile body is submerged into the water of the wave pool.
>You didn’t realize you were following her into the water, luckily already in your own swimming trunks.
>A wave comes and knocks the swimmers around, including you and Pinkie Pie.
>The force from the water sabotages Pinkie’s bikini top a little bit, slightly loosening it and pushing it around a bit, but she doesn’t notice.
>A couple more waves happen and Pinkie’s bikini top is straining to stay together, on the verge of falling undone from her slippery, bouncing breasts as she stomps around in the water in joyful, bubbly laughter.
>Eventually leaves to finish her ice cream before it melts completely, and stands there with the ice cream spilling onto herself as she stares straight at you.
>”Hi!” She smiles. “Wanna join us?”
>She’s standing next to Fluttershy, who is just now mustering the courage to lift her top up and take it up.
>Pinkie encourages her, and Fluttershy momentarily removes her top to reveal her own pair of massive breasts atop her chest in front of everyone around her, some of whom intently peering over on occasion.
>She remembers how hot it is as it’s now her turn to reveal her own soft bellybutton in public, and then continue to lift her top up higher and higher until her huge chest… comes out…
>Fluttershy’s heaving breasts fall out of the top, the bright green bikini top barely managing to stay over her nipples in the process.
>The bounce in the midst of their softness.
>She shivers in nervousness as it slowly dawns on her that there’s no way to cover up her deep soft cleavage, sideboob or underboob in this bikini top.
>Hesitantly undoes the front of her short shorts and tugs them down her own wide hips to reveal the side straps of her bikini bottoms.
>Momentarily, both Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy are in their bikinis, but you’re not “secretly stalking” them anymore.
>They’re interacting with you, knowing full well that your eyes keep wandering down to their lovely bikini bodies.
>Fluttershy is too nervous to even try to cover her obvious D cup tits in that small bikini top, feeling like it’d come off as rude if she did so and would make things awkward by addressing the sexual undertones directly.
>Just prays to herself that people won’t stare at them a whole lot.
>Especially when she starts walking around and can’t help feeling them visibly jiggling every time she takes a step.
>You’re the only guy here whom she doesn’t mind leering her massive, barely covered boobies at the mercy of their own soft, naturally fleshy and jello-like physics.
>It simply can’t be helped.
>Pinkie Pie’s own huge, barely-covered titties jiggle around as she walks as well, bouncing more as she stomps into the water, pulling equally-if-not-more busty Fluttershy with her.
>And basically every male head in the pool has turned towards these two busty bikini babes.
>Pinkie’s failing bikini top’s increasing malfunction still went unnoticed, and Fluttershy is too tight lipped to say anything, still worried about her own big chest being so scantily covered anyway.
>Another wave pushes against Fluttershy, and she instantly notices her bikini top start to slip out of place, meeping quietly and scrambling her hands to keep her bikini top back over her big nipples underneath.
>Her face turns red.
>Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy venture deeper into the water, letting the ripples lick the undersides of their jiggling buttcheeks that the backs of their bikini bottom’s only willfully present to anyone behind them.
>Each side-tie bikini can only cover so much.
>Pinkie Pie grabs your wrist when you get close enough.
>Another wave is coming, this one looks bigger than the last.
>”Group hug!” Pinkie traps you between Fluttershy and herself.
>In this instant, you’re sandwiched between two places of lewd jiggling softness.
>Fluttershy’s hooters, Pinkie Pie’s honkers.
>All mashing into you on either side, softly squishing against your torso along with their bare sexy tummies making breathing motions on you right above your waist.
>The wave crashes over you, their bikini tops get more… affected.
>Both Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy have to adjust their bikini tops.
>Fluttershy’s briefly slipped up her chest a little.
>Pinkie Pie’s came undone on one side as the strap got completely untied and fell apart.
>”Eep!” Fluttershy blushes profusely and crosses her arms over her bikini top in a panic.
>”Oopsies!” Pinkie Pie quickly pulls the side of her bikini top back up, only giggling playfully after noticing your eyes caught a glimpse of her nipple while it slipped out into view. 
>Both girls are more than waist deep in the wave pool, with their cute bellybuttons just barely above the water.
>Fluttershy closely guards her bikini top over her big soft chest, forgetting about the wonders of Pinkie Pie’s nimble fingers that slip under the water on either side of her hips.
>She didn’t realize what Pinkie did until she feels her bikini bottoms underneath fall open entirely.
>Lets out a yelp and scrambles her hands under the water for her untied bikini strings as the bikini bottoms are softly clamped and mashed between her smooth crotch and upper thighs.
>It’s hard to see into the water from above it, so no one can really tell what’s going on down there, but neither can Fluttershy herself.
>But Pinkie knows.
>And she yanks the bikini bottoms away completely, having also untied her own bikini bottoms out of pure horny excitement.
>”O-oh dear! Oh dear, oh dear.” Stammers Fluttershy. “P-pinkie?! Please g-give them back!”
>Are guys looking because of Fluttershy’s tits getting softly mashed together as she covers her nethers under the water, or is it because they know she’s now completely bottomless under the water?
>Fluttershy’s large nipples underneath the soaked bikini top have gotten stiff and erect from the breeze getting to them.
>Either that or it’s because she just can’t hide how internally excited she’s getting.
>Several minutes of bottomlessness go by for Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy as they wear nothing but their small bikini tops over their big beautiful breasts in the wave pool.
>Fluttershy’s not mad, just embarrassed.
>…And getting used to the staring like Pinkie already is.
>Fluttershy got her bikini bottoms back, but now her tank top and short shorts are hidden from her.
>She has absolutely nothing to wear in this public place, except her small bikini that easily malfunctions if too much happens to it at once.
>The faster she walks, the more her big soft boobies jiggle around whether she likes it or not.
>In a low cut top was one thing, in a small bikini is a new level, and Fluttershy is finally accepting that she’s surrounded by people staring at her mostly bare body.
>And it’s okay, because she’s beautiful and they like it.
>Hootershy still blushes heavily as everyone stares, but Pinkie Pie is right next to her, still in her own modified bikini, letting her own tits bounce around as she struts and occasionally giddily hops around.
>The sun begins to set.
>Pinkie Pie invites you to keep hanging out with her for the rest of the day at the amusement/water park, with Fluttershy tagging along while still in her bikini.
>Pinkie wants to take you back to the amusement part side of the place and show you a good time.
>Take you on some of the rides, maybe win a couple of stuffed animal prizes, among other things.
>She’s back to wearing her yellow half tank top, but has gotten rid of her bikini top underneath.
>Cheerful amusement park music from what’s likely a music box resembling that of an ice cream truck plays as Pinkie Pie takes you around the entire amusement park with a big smile on her face.
>She brought her pogo stick with her once again, adventurous enough to hop around on it off of the half walls and stuff the amusement park area has.
>You watch her chest bounce up and down with her movements on the pogo stick, a sight a lot of other park goers enjoy as much as you do.
>As you still follow her around, as she invited you to do so so you can have fun together after “meeting for the first time” when you were “stalking” her.
>She laughs and cheers with you and Fluttershy, enjoying the rest of her summer the best she can as the sky overhead turns colors and all of the amusement park lights begin to turn on and shine.
>Pinkie Pie gets herself some cotton candy and gives you a lengthy hug, knowing full well that her big soft boobies are mushing into you and making you get hard in your pants.
>She squeals and lets out a happy sigh before pulling you in the direction of the ferris wheel as the sky gets darker.
>The amusement park’s night life puts some more energy into you.
>Watching Pinkie hop and dart around in her hyper nature warms you.
>Not a care in the world about who’s ogling her, just knows that she’s sexy and happy at the same time and really only wants to have fun.
>So careless about whether or not her clothes are malfunctioning, just accepts it and doesn’t mind if it happens or if guys leer at her; it’s all fine, she doesn’t care.
>The bottom of her small yellow half tank top flies up her midriff every time she jumps for joy or tries to reach the orange clouds above on her pogo stick, letting you admire her sexy tummy and cute bellybutton in motion once again.
>Her braless, pointy breasts under her thin yellow fabric boldly poke through, and the front of her top falls forward when she leans forward, giving you an occasional direct view of Pinkie Pie’s soft, perky nipples inside of her revealing half tank top.
>She frequently hugs you, your wrapping arm sometimes not being able to decipher between her poofy hair and her cotton candy she’s holding.
>Pinkie herself smells like cotton candy, really sweet and alluring, letting your hands stroke the smooth skin of her bare shoulders and arms as she hugs you, letting you mash against her chest as many times as you like.
>As night falls, roller coasters are still operating, surprisingly.
>Fluttershy’s too squeamish to go on, but you and Pinkie decide to give it a go.
>Pinkie already knows what’s going to happen when the wind from the speed you’ll be going reaches under her little half tank top.
>It’s all on purpose: she wants her top to fly up her body and expose her boobs “accidentally”.
>As you’re on the ride, this is exactly what happens, with the darkness of the night shielding most of the stunt Pinkie does from most bystander eyes.
>But you can see Pinkie Pie’s cute little top fly the rest of the way up her torso as the coaster drops.
>It flips open right away from her busty chest, unveiling her big wiggling breasts through the turbulence of the roller coaster making it bounce uncontrollably; no bra to hold Pinkie’s Pies back or hide them.
>Her bellybutton stretches as she throws her arms up, allowing her top to fly all the way up the length of her raised arms, down to her wrists, before flying away into the open air completely.
>Pinkie Pie is left completely topless on the roller coaster as she sits next to you.
>Laughing and cheering with her big soft tits completely out in the open, fully exposed to all the park-goers.
>She doesn’t have a care in the world as long as she’s having fun.
~
>Pinkie’s top is returned to her, and she gets in trouble for being topless on the public amusement park ride, since it became clear she did it on purpose.
>Fluttershy saw the whole thing, no longer so alone about being in a skimpy little bikini in front of everyone at the amusement park after having had a bikini malfunction over at the water park side of this place.
>Now exiled to the parking lot, Pinkie Pie hands her pogo stick over to Fluttershy, who found her top and shorts now, but doesn’t feel like putting them on yet.
>”I wanna see you bounce in your bikini!” Proclaims Pinkie Pie, making Fluttershy go back to heavily blushing with a grin.
>Fluttershy doesn’t have the best balance, but she hops onto Pinkie’s pogo stick, knowing what’s going to happen once she starts sending her body jumping up and down.
>You feel a nosebleed coming on as Hootershy’s massive, supple, bouncing boobies desperately struggle to stay inside her small green bikini top as she works Pinkie’s pogo stick.
>Pinkie rapidly claps in excitement, having fully expected Hootershy’s well endowed chest to respond amazingly to her pogo stick and what it… does to her… as she uses it.
>Fluttershy’s soft buttcheeks bounce around too as her thick, soft, warm thighs lock onto the trunk of the pogo stick she hops on.
>Hootershy’s beautiful breasts unavoidably slip out slightly from her bikini top in a sexy areola slip.
>She immediately grounds herself and tucks those soft areolae back under the green fabric before anyone aside you and Pinkie can see.
>”So, stranger.” Says Pinkie, making bedroom eyes. “Wanna come back to my place with us?”
>...
>The lot of you drove back to your place to continue your "stranger encounter" roleplay together during the night
>The water park might have closed now, but there's one part of it to the three of you at least that hasn't closed.
>Your shower.
>You all pretend that your shower is one of the places in the water park where visitors go to cool off, or even warm up if they want to use the available dial to turn the water temperature up.
>The two girls you followed here keep having to fix their bikinis, as their very well endowed bodies can't completely fit inside of those things too easily.
>Their names are Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy, and they don't seem to mind a leering stranger following them into here.
>Pinkie Pie actually prances around as she greets you, urging you to follow her and her friend to the most secluded corner of this "part of the waterpark".
>There's a single cluster of streams of water bearing down onto you.
>Pinkie Pie giggles and splashes you in it, letting her big shiny slippery tits mush together in her tiny bikini top.
>Fluttershy blushes and stays secluded in her own corner of this spot, knowing your eyes keep wandering down to her incredible and alluring cleavage.
>Her bikini top on her soft massive boobs is way too small for her to do anything to cover up that sexy cleavage.
>She has no choice but nervously stand there as her friend gets into a playful splash fight with you.
>You splash Pinkie back and quickly turn it into a tickle fight; she lets you start winning pretty quickly.
>Pinkie Pie in her tiny bikini laughs loudly under the rushing water at this spot at the water park as a totally complete stranger starts putting his hands all over her soft slippery body.
>You dance your fingers up and down the sides of her abdomen, making her twist around and make her boobies jiggle and mush together inside that lewd bikini top.
>Her bikini top "accidentally" came off earlier today, but now you're going to make it come off on purpose this time.
>Pinkie Pie's thin bikini straps suspiciously get untied, and she gets tickled out of her bikini top.
>Watching Pinkie Pie's sexy hard nipples slip out into view gets you over the edge you needed to get over.
>You're the stranger frantically groping topless Pinkie Pie in this shower spot at the water park with her friend Fluttershy too nervous to step in and let you take her next.
>Fluttershy watches you run your hands all over Pinkie Pie's soft slippery body, not missing a spot if you were washing her, and untie the sides of her bikini bottoms to ease your access to sex.
>Pinkie Pie's laughs get more and more breathy as you finish stripping her completely naked.
>Get between her thighs and do what nature needs you to do.
>Fluttershy watches you pull your swimming trunks down, wedge yourself between naked Pinkie Pie's sexy thighs, and make her squeal in excitement with your full erection you've been having for her.
>Fluttershy sheepishly approaches you while you're plowing her friend silly.
>She herself is in her own tiny bikini that can be pulled off of her sexy body just as easily, and she shakes as she thinks about this.
>Is she going to interject into what's happening to her friend at the water park?
>You feel her put her arms around you, prompting you to look back at her and Pinkie Pie to plead her to get naked too and join in.
>Fluttershy is hesitant to take off her bikini in front of a stranger at the waterpark.
>But her friend is less than hesitant to help her do so.
>In a matter of seconds, Fluttershy is surrounded by both you and Pinkie Pie who wants to share the wonders of sex with this stranger with her.
>It's time to remind her that her name is Hootershy.
>Hootershy blushes again as her naked busty friend Pinkie Pie sneaks her hands around along her back and undoes the back of her bikini top.
>Hootershy eeps and fumbles her hands all over her chest as you gently grab her wrists.
>It doesn't take long for Pinkie Pie to help you get Hootershy's bikini top all the way off.
>Hootershy pants and gasps as her big sexy nipples get exposed to you, begging you to spread the tickle fight to her as well.
>Pinkie Pie simply helped her friend get involved in the fun...
>Your horniness from seeing Hootershy's tits has now caused her to join you and Pinkie in this spot past the point of no return.
>Hootershy gets her bikini bottoms untied away just the same, and quickly gets her turn being penetrated by a total stranger she met at the water park.
>Your two lewd just-for-tonight girlfriends alternate and take turns having THE most adult kind of fun together with you...
>It must be somewhere close to half past midnight by now, or at least a couple to a few minutes past it.
>These pink-haired girls either didn't stand a chance against you, or you didn't stand a chance against them.
>As soon as you started stalking them, they knew it was all going to end with this.
>You knew it too, and now you're cumming buckets into each of these hot busty girls you "just met" at the water park.
>Hootershy has never felt so much togetherness not only with her friend but with you as well.
>Just another dumb silly thing you did together because, well, you got horny and horny people get like this when they wanna have some fun.
>Don't even know what they want to do afterwards, just do it now and ask questions later.
>There's gonna be so much of this in your relationship with Hootershy and occasionally her free-spirited friend Pinkie Pie.
>The two of them embrace you and excitedly hop around in a wet naked titty sandwich.
>Strawberry Banana Milk Shake.
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