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>She already let you spin her around to face you, with your gaze enjoying the hypnotic swaying and wobbling of Fluttershy’s busty squeezable pair of healthily growing titties in her undersized bikini top~.
>Your view of Fluttershy’s juicy cleavage is merely a part of everything you can see now.
>Her small un-modest bikini top is thin enough to let you see two visible bumps poking through from Fluttershy’s sexy nipples topping her beautiful pair of big soft boobies given to her by countless early growth spurts…
>Fluttershy’s panicked breaths shudder with no idea of how to react to any of this even verbally, let alone what to actually do about it.
>As you briefly look Fluttershy in the eyes, she reluctantly allows your hands to caress across her tummy and bellybutton between feeling higher up her bare sides and gently grabbing her bare wide feminine hips~.
>The further your firm male hands explore, the worse Fluttershy would feel for letting you know that this wasn’t welcomed.
>The more serious her accusation of your actions despite them happening for real, the less she wants to say it to you.
>Fluttershy isn’t sure if it’s because it’d make you angrier at her or if it’d make this moment more awkward the more is done before she retroactively consents.
>There’s more people right around the corner from where she was relaxing, but she doesn’t want to ruin their pool party with a horrible moment.
“Hey…” You manage to utter something that isn’t ape-brained caveman grunts. “You *are* okay with this, right?”
>The terrified, distressed look in her eyes told you everything you needed to know to have an idea what’s going on in her mind.
>Fluttershy silently nods again, lip quivering.
>That silent nod was enough to spur your hands into silently responding to it beyond your cautious command as you speak again.
“You sure?”
>Fluttershy’s mind spins with a wonderful, terrified thrill as the horny boy from school gropes her soft pair of breasts without waiting for her to say yes to it.
>He’s so… assertive… and erect.
>Fluttershy can’t put her finger in why this excites her so.
>Is it her fear and anxiety not knowing what else to morph into at this point?
>That squeeze upon her soft breasts from strong assertive male hands stirs something primal inside of Fluttershy.
>Just as your base desires constantly do to you whenever a fertile, voluptuous girl like Fluttershy is around.
>Fluttershy meeps out a quiet “yes” that really got squeezed out of her from the groping before she could keep it in her throat.
>She gulps in anticipation, accidentally swallowing her pride in the process.
>The chest fondling just feels too good for her to pretend inside that she doesn’t love it.