Frankie Foster - pt 2

>this Frankie replica quickly walks over to her desk, which you note is covered with some very cutesy girly stuff, before setting you down on it and sitting on the nearby chair
>"Like, oh my gosh, a real actual honest to goodness imaginary cutie! I mean, much smaller than what I'd have pictured, but still!"
>you're about to explain to her her misunderstanding, but her cute smiling face and big bouncing distractions below them pull your attention away, and make you turn away in embarrassment as you try to collect your thoughts
>apparently this girl isn't completely unaware and maintains the capacity to put 2 and 2 together as she realizes you're uncomfortable
>"Ooooh, shoot, it's because you're all dressed while I'm sitting here naked huh?"
>you're still a bit too embarrassed to face her directly, so you just nod your head
>with a giggle, she says it'll take just a sec to solve the problem
>appreciative things are finally moving in the right direction, you start to say thanks before you feel yourself lifted up
>just a sec later, you find yourself stripped of your stylish clothes, as the perpetrator just tosses them over her shoulder with a grin
>"There, now we're both, like, on the same page!"
>you groan as things couldn't be further from the truth, but one thing at a time
>before things get too distracted you tell her you're not actually an imaginary friend, but came here to Foster's before you got shrunk down
>the girl just laughs at this, saying she's never heard of a friend like that
>she lets you know that it's ok to be honest about being an imaginary friend even if you do look like a person
>even if it's weird to think about, or the reason you're made, you're still an individual and they still take care of you here
>you see an odd look on her face appear when she mentions the "reason you're made" that doesn't seem to leave her face after she finishes
>that's kinda heavy...
>lost in her contemplation, she rests her head on her desk, somehow immediately forgetting your location on it as her chest slams into you
>THAT'S KINDA HEAVY
>some more movement seems to remind her of your predicament as she lifts her body up, you going with her chest for a bit until you separate, landing back on the desk with a small thud
>you try to reiterate, saying that you're here to visit the girl you're dating, Frankie, who works here
>again, this girl seems to be taking a moment to process what you're saying, before realization hits her
>"Oh yeah, I remember Frankie talking about you before, and I think I've heard other people mention you or something too?"
>the last bit confuses you as you can't recall meeting anyone else here before, but you ask her what Frankie has said
>she says that Frankie says that dating you was great because you're nice, and make her feel good, and are always telling her nice things, and that she holds you near and dear to her heart, and that being with you makes her whole day better
>despite all this insane shit that's been happening, you can't help but blush as you hear the nice things that have ben said about you
>you feel similarly, and feel that you're definitely gonna have to show it at some point in the future...
>a sudden gasp from the girl above you startles you as she exclaims she has an idea
>you're a bit surprised she has the capacity, but she then explains that she'll take you to Frankie and in return you can get her to understand what it's like to actually date a boy since she hasn't been lucky enough to do that yet
>surprised things are actually going in your direction for once, you quickly agree
>she jumps with joy, and says she'll get dressed really quick to take you to her
>it confuses you that she immediately gets some kind of bandage wrap looking things out??
>you ask her about it, and she says that Frankie makes her wear them to try to compress her chest a bit to make it look smaller since it feels weird for Frankie to look at
>it does seem like it might be a smidge bigger, now that you're taking a closer look at it...
>suddenly, you're taking a much closer look at it as you find yourself slammed into it, as she starts to wrap them up
>you call out startled asking her what's going on, and she starts to explain while she's wrapping
>since you said you'd help her understand what it's like to date a boy, she's starting with the whole holding you close to her heart bit, and that the other parts would probably come along naturally after
>before you can retort, you feel a wrapping suddenly press your head into her chest, as you feel your lower head straddling atop some protrusion below... oh
>the nipple below you starts to get a bit bigger, as does your member, as the imaginary Frankie chuckles above you
>"See, you're already making me feel good!"
>exasperated by all of this, you call out again, trying to explain things, but you hear it only come out as mumbled indecipherable nonsense to her
>she's happy, exclaiming that you're even saying nice things to her now too, which you quickly respond to with some (unheard) decidedly unkind things
>with her wrappings done, she bends over, slamming her chest into herself as she pulls up her panties, and she continues to explain
>"Whenever I heard other friends say that Frankie having a boyfriend must be made up, I didn't realize at the time that they meant that you were imaginary!"
>it's actually hard to believe the imagination this literal figment of imagination has
>she puts on her shirt, and squeezes her breast with you on it, knocking the wind out of you
>"Don't worry though, I like totally support it, though! I hope she might even let us hang out sometimes so I can know what it's like to be with a cutie like you!"
>you're starting to understand why Frankie complains so much about this place
>as she finishes getting dressed, she heads out of the room with a bounce in her step, going to presumably find Frankie
>despite all that could be troubling your mind at this given moment, one realization seemed to have won it's way to the forefront of your thoughts
>she didn't even put you against the tit against her heart!