Breast Suggestions Ch. 03

A man uses a special Powder of Suggestion on his well-endowed neighbor.

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Chapter 3: Becky Wants Milk

Becky left the clothing store with an arsenal of hot clothes to wear and the salty taste of warm semen still in her mouth. She was beginning to like the taste of semen, at least that's what part of her mind was telling her and she was, in fact, beginning to become convinced that becoming a sexy tease was her true role in life. Well, at least a tease who delivered; who thrilled at bringing men to an excruciating climax that is.

She felt a special warmth and fullness in her breasts, a moistness in her pussy, and a special tingle in her lovely clitoris from all the attention it had just received. She knew that what she had just done was her duty to the nice man in the clothing store. In fact, she felt very warm inside about him and knew that she wanted to return and see him again. But somehow, given the ebbs and flows of her hormones and the relatively new effects of the magical suggestion powder coursing through her veins, she was also a bit nervous and embarrassed by 'the new her'. She was just a librarian, after all. Since when did she parade around with no bra on?

She was aware that she had large breasts for a woman of her size so it just didn't seem to make sense to her why she would dress like such a loose woman. Why was she walking out of the shopping center with just her white shirt tied in a knot below her breasts and only a couple of buttons secured exposing more than a generous amount of her cleavage. Her naked midriff was exposed and open for inspection?

She was surprised at herself for teasing and seducing the guy at the clothing store too but it sure felt nice to know that she pleased him in the end. She pleased him very much indeed. Becky began to feel self-conscious and a bit confused.

As I followed her out of the store I was admiring her profile from walking alongside her. I suddenly realized who she had reminded me of all along, Jenna Jameson the young innocent busty porn star that millions of men spilled their seed over. Jenna was a cock-sucking expert and had, perhaps, the most perfect large breasts of any young woman in the world. Becky's breasts were not too huge, nor boringly round, but had very full, pointed teardrop-shaped breasts that could make an instant hardon to any young man. What made her all the more special were her lovely thick suck-me nipples.

When I thought of her nipples she reminded me of Julia (Google Julia Japanese), the E cup Japanese porn star. Now SHE was one hell of a hot young perfect body. I had probably beaten off more to Julia than Jenna by a long shot. Comparing her tits to her thin waist and youthful face made my blood run hot. Yes, she had it all. Maybe I could get her to make millions of dollars for me as a porn star? I discarded that idea rather quickly because I truly loved having her to myself, well, while sharing her with others too.

As I gazed at her I appreciated also the nice wide hips she had, accentuated by her very narrow waist. Her hips and waist were shown off well by her tight schoolgirl pleated black skirt, which hugged her ass nicely. I knew she had no panties because she left them for the nice man at the store.

Becky was short, with a great figure and still very young. It just didn't make sense how thin her delicate arms and legs were in comparison to the front of her, the large breasts she had grown came at such a complete surprise. It just didn't make any sense. God was being nice that day. She bounced and wiggled in her top all the way out of the mall and into my car. What a lucky guy I was.

Little did I know but Becky was starting to feel a bit guilty and quite a bit self-conscious. After we got into my car, I noticed that her arms were folded over to hide her chest and her jutting nipples and she became quite silent.

As we were driving, her embarrassment started to set in. The powder's effect was waning. Why was she parading around like a whore, like a slut or prostitute? This wasn't her. She was a librarian after all. She began to button her top up and untie it, then tuck it into her skirt. She then turned and looked for something else to put on to cover herself up more. She suddenly felt very exposed, and then realized she had no panties on at all. She was confused and didn't know what was going on.

She asked me if I was taking her home. I was immediately puzzled. It was clear that the powder of suggestion was wearing off a bit. I had thought the effects were quite permanent. Maybe she needed another application. I was glad I brought it with me. Nonetheless, I was quite certain that some of my commands, my suggestions, had indeed taken hold in her mind.

I immediately pulled the car over and pulled out the bag of that powder. Becky, I said, I think you want another good smell of that powder I introduced to you early, don't you? Isn't that right? She looked at me with very trusting eyes, even though she was a bit puzzled, and said, sure I guess. I then blew a large puff of it right into her face being only inches away. I then held the bag of it up to her nose and suggested that she might want to take another deep smell of the wonderful odor. She did indeed do that. Almost like someone snorting coke. A beautiful radiant flush then came over her face.

Becky then understood everything all over again. She smiled and sat back as she toyed with the buttons of her blouse. One by one she began to undo them again.

I leaned over and gave her the wettest kiss I had ever done. Her blouse fell completely open; her breasts free in the air. Her skirt barely covered her pussy hairs as it was hiked up in the seat. I squeezed and fondled her left breast as I continued to drive.

Becky, I said, do you want to suck on another stiff penis tonight? "Yes I do," she said. "Is your little clitty hoping for some more attention too?" I responded. "Yes," she really is she said. "She's really tingling right now." I did it. I'm done I thought. She's all mine!

Being a voyeur at heart, I continued with my plan and stopped at a convenience store with Becky on the way back to my house. I knew that a nerdy, but quite handsome young guy was working there. I told Becky that she would probably really get turned on by the handsome guy at the store and, once again due to my powder of suggestion, she immediately began imagining what he might look like and how horny he might make her. She began getting turned on. I told her we should both go in and get very intimate with each other right before his very eyes, yet we should act like total strangers. That would be a lot of fun.

For her first visit Becky went in, dressed as how we left the store, with her tight school girl skirt and her braless shirt tied in a knot with only 2 buttons attached. Her cleavage was rather death defying and her nipples very prominent because I had been pinching them for the last little while as I explained our plan.

When she entered, Carl at the counter was immediately shocked. The girl of his dreams had just walked in. There was no way for me to have know that he too, was an ardent breast man.

He quickly measured her with his eyes as having super big D cups, or maybe even double-D's. He wasn't sure but he sure wanted to find out! How soft and relaxing her cleavage looked to his eyes. He was immediately eroticized and tingling all over. He thought to himself, "If she had heals on she could easily pass for a high-priced hooker. Had she just fucked someone in the car and then ran in here? She certainly was no virgin." he thought. His penis screamed.

It was clear to him, a connoisseur of such things, that with the jiggle under her barely closed blouse and so many miles of cleavage, that she must not be wearing a bra at all. His dick definitely began to swell as he reached into his pocket to fondle it. Her breasts were full and large and made her loosely tied shirt look like an invitation to dive in. She looked insanely hot and, knowing that only a slight tug on her open shirt separated her mammaries from his hungry horny lips, it was as if she was announcing that she was free and suckable to just about any guy at all. But then his brain kicked in, she was a customer and he couldn't touch the customers, could he? He was a timid and polite young guy and hadn't yet realized the power of his own good looks. An odd conundrum that he would eventually outgrow.

I followed her into the store after waiting a few minutes, pretending that I didn't know her. Carl didn't notice me enter because he was busy watching Becky in the security mirror.

She would reach up for an item on the top shelf and slowly took her time doing so. This would, of course, stretch her blouse upward as it followed her firm breasts and reveal more and more of her taunt tight youthful stomach. Her hips were so narrow he couldn't take his eyes away.

Becky was at the far end of the store far away from the eyes of anyone who might enter as I approached her. Carl, still glued to the mirror, barely noticed me enter and I went down the adjacent aisle, turning the corner to come just in front of Becky in her aisle.

I paused a bit staring at her naked cleavage and, without saying a word, reached up and cupped both of her breasts in my hands and squeezed them strongly. God did they feel good. They always felt good; so large and firm and young. I continued to squeeze knowing that Carl was watching all of this.

He was simply shocked that she did not react at all to the fondling hands of a stranger. Her hands simply fell to her side and she smiled and allowed me to access her soft breasts. This made no sense to Carl at all. His instinct was to run and protect a woman being assaulted in his store but he saw absolutely no reaction or avoidance on her part whatsoever.

I released her breasts for a moment, then reached up again and pinched both of her nipples in my fingertips through the fabric of her blouse as I made small talk with her. As before, she did not move nor avoid me, simply standing there with a smile on her face plain for Carl to see in his mirror. When I released her large nipples they were very distended indeed, yearning to be released and poking out fiercely against her blouse's fabric. I gave her full bosoms a few more squeezes and weighed them in my hands a bit more before, reluctantly, walking away.

I then went to the front of the store and paid for my box of pasta and left quietly. Neither Carl nor I exchanged a word at all though he was tempted to ask me all sorts of things. He simply didn't know where to start or what to say to someone that just molested a beautiful, yet seemingly willing young babe. He cared, but he also wanted to get his eyes back onto the store security mirror to keep an eye on this gorgeous hottie.

Shortly after I left, Becky went to the register with her high beams in full glory. Her nipples led the way and her voluminous cleavage continued to be a delight to poor Carl. Her last buttons had come undone with all the fondling and her cleavage was so deep and wide that he could start to see the beginning of her areolas.

Becky noticed Carl's nametag and also noticed how rather tall and handsome he was. She too was getting quite a bit horny. She could tell by the way he dressed that he was a bit socially awkward, perhaps a bit nerdy. She wondered if he had ever even had sex at all but she was sure he was probably good at it. Maybe he read books and liked going to the library? At any rate, she was certain that he had a large cock judging from his size.

She placed her items on the counter taking care to keep her cleavage always pointed in his direction. Poor Carl was tongue-tied and speechless. He tried to ask if that was all she wished to purchase but all he could muster was a, "Is that all?" She looked him in the eyes with her fantastic smile crowned with those thick lips of her and said, "Yes, beautiful day isn't it?" Beautiful was all Carl could think of as he gave her the receipt and she walked away.

Carl was sad she was gone. He immediately sat down just trying to breathe and take in all that he just witnessed. He was certain he would not see such another girl as beautiful as this for many years of his life to come. He drank in her memory as he rubbed his cock, which was now quite hard in his pants. He was certain he could retain the memory of all that exposed flesh, that thin, thin young woman and those fabulously large breasts in his mind for days to come for his masturbatory pleasure. Her image was alive and colorful in his mind as he slowed down touching his penis. He knew he still had to finish his shift today, but couldn't wait to go out back and wank over her. She was just too beautiful.

Meanwhile, Becky met me at the car, which I had parked out back behind the store. She set her bags in the car and I immediately fondled both of her breasts again while I told her of phase two of my plan. It was so much fun just casually talking to her while I squeezed her wonderful boobies. They actually weighed quite a bit, which was testimony to how large they were, and that weight felt very wonderful and reassuring in my hands. Not huge watermelons, but large, full avocado shaped bosoms with very firm nipples sticking out into the palms of my hands. God did I love them.

Upon my suggestion, Becky then changed her top and put on a very slightly see-through halter-top. It draped loosely over her breasts with two very thin straps over her shoulders, which kept wanting to fall down. It was just tight enough to clearly show off the shape of her breasts while still allowing them to sway wildly as she walked. It was slightly see-through. Just enough to see the shadow of her large areola, her nipples clearly evident. I then sent her back into the store, barely 5 minutes after her last appearance. She was to pretend that she 'forgot', a bottle of tomato sauce.

Carl almost came in his pants when he saw her re-enter the store. She had just left yet she seemed to have changed her clothes into this light, inviting halter-top. Her breasts bounced wildly with every step. How could this be? Why would this happen? Her nipples stood out proudly and he wondered if he too should try to fondle her like that previous customer did. He was ready to abandon the cash register and go follow her but by the time he decided that he was still at work, she had already returned with a giggle and a bottle of tomato sauce. "I forgot a bottle of saucy," she said. Her left shoulder strap had fallen down and adorned her left breast allowing her halter top to slide down just a little bit more. The darker brown skin of her areola was just becoming apparent. She said, "I forgot the sauce for dinner."

Carl thought how he wanted to drown her in his cock sauce. Better than tomatoes, he thought, but he kept his mouth shut. Finally he was alert enough to make some sort of intelligent conversation and said, "Oh really, do you live around here?" Becky then looked into his eyes and rattled off her address, just a few blocks away. Carl didn't know what to make of this. Was it an invitation for him to just drop by? Was she flirting with him? Did she just want him to come over any time and suck on her big tits or fuck her? He just didn't know.

Becky noticed he was dumbstruck and speechless, almost drooling. She had to bring him out of his reverie if she was to continue with her tease, so she pointed at the cash she placed on the counter and tapped the bills with her long slender fingertip. Startled out of his reverie, Carl said, "Oh, of course." He took her money, slightly stroking her fingertip with his, and rang her up. Once again, she was out the door with a smile and a wink. Her lips were just so thick and fat he was dying to know what they would feel like around his hard cock. Her short skirt bouncing on her firm round ass as she exited the store. Carl quickly wrote down her address and was in heaven, and forlorn, all over again.

Becky then returned to the car explaining how Carl was having complete sex with her with his eyes. She said he was swimming in her tits as he looked at her and that got her very excited. She said that she had to have him now as soon as possible.

I then told her that on this next trip she had to act a bit frantic and excited pretending that she had lost her keys. Becky liked this idea and smiled in a most seductive and innocent way.

In her mind she was going to get fucked again and have an amazing orgasm while her body was ravished. She was thinking how much she needed a man inside her; a hard stiff man.

So I suggested we make one last wardrobe change. This time she put on one of the see-through tank tops she purchased. It was such a thin material that you could see right through it no matter what the lighting conditions. It gripped her so tightly that her tits would look absolutely huge within it.

He could see her nipples clearly pointing out through the thin white cotton material and sitting the way she was, with her back arched inwards, she seemed to be almost deliberately thrusting them out. He was astounded that such big heavy bosoms could stand out so high and proud completely unaided, it was a true miracle.

She then put a tiny little black vest top hanging loosely over the tank top to provide her some sense of coverage. The black vest seemed to take on a life of its own, jiggling and swaying with every movement she made because of her barely contained bosoms beneath. It was clear to see that she wasn't wearing a bra from the way those gravity defying DD's seemed to sway and bounce freely underneath the teasingly small garment, not to mention the fact that her nipples too were poking out for all to see. Well, once her top slipped off from covering them. Her vest top only had 3 buttons in front but she left it completely unbuttoned so it was simply draped upon her breasts and kept them covered simply due to gravity. If she were to bend or twist to either side the vest would fall off her mounds and completely expose her areola and nipples through the sheer material of her tank top. Becky was going in for the kill.

After 5 more minutes, and completely to the shock of poor tortured Carl, Becky returned again and went straight up to the counter and said that she was sure she had lost her keys there. Carl was amazed. It didn't make any sense that she would return, yet again. And it didn't make any sense that she would have changed her clothes yet again, another time, just to return to the store. He was starting to thing that she was doing this just for him, but her story about the lost keys made perfect sense too and he could see that she was nervous and flustered.

It was more her horniness that made her seem nervous, but Carl didn't know that. He immediately tried to think of something to say, but at the same time saw that her top was amazing. It was flesh colored and completely see-through. He couldn't tell if she was naked or if she actually had a top on at all. His brain told him that yes, there was a top there but that it was very transparent. God how he wished her wrap would fall to one side so he could catch a view.

Becky caught him staring at her again and knew that she really had him. She turned sideways just enough so that the wrap fell briefly to one side. He could then see all of her left breast for one all too brief moment. He saw its complete profile, her areola and her pert firm nipple. Damn but he wanted to beat off right now, but part of him said, be a man and find a way to actually have sex with her.

Becky said that she really needed her keys but also needed to buy some cream and asked him if he could help with both. He told her that the cream was in the rear cooler and he'd be happy to show it to her.