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- >"H-hey Femanon. C-can I touch your chest?"
- "Sure, Spike! Wanna touch with or without clothes?"
- >"W-without please."
- >You lift your shirt over your head, revealing your beige F-cup brassiere being the only remaining garment on your body.
- >Spike could see the impressive cleavage you were sporting
- >You've only been here for less than a week, but your fantasy of coming to Equestria and becoming its biggest, huge-titted, bubble-butt slut was finally beginning to come true.
- "All the way off, Spike?" you ask, tugging at your bra straps.
- >"Y-yyyyy....." Spike stammered, nodding his head.
- >Reaching back behind you, you unhooked your chest support.
- >You grabbed each rear strap and pulled them, along with the ones resting on your shoulders away from your now bare bosom.
- >Spike just stared with his eyes scintillating, mouth hung agape and salivating, at your big tits, wine-colored nipples and all.
- >He slowly raised a claw towards your left one and grasped it.
- "MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmm............"you groan.
- >"It's so soft." Spike whispers.
- ((Unfinished by A random writefag. Author is unknown. Status:MIA. Keeping just in case of return.))
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