One night, she was riding me as usual. Her tits bounced, her long hair draped behind her, eyes rolled back as she moaned. There was nothing wrong, onl...y her belly looked different. It was rounder. She wasn’t close to being chubby. Her tummy simply had a slight curve outward where it used to be incredibly flat. The difference was subtle. It didn’t bother me one bit. She was a freshman after all, and no freshman, not even a petite, little Asian girl like Lily was safe from the freshman 15. At. All he could hearwas the rustling of clothes and of course Crunch chortling to herself."Alright, Miley, you can look now."He sighed and turned back, seeing that she was now wearing thenightdress. It was a simple ankle-length dress with long sleeves and alacy collar and cuffs. Almost old-fashioned in a way. And in her paws sheheld a second, smaller one"Here ya are, sissy," she said, tossing it to him. "L'Aigrette said I'dbe getting a new roommate so I was to give this to you. Still can'tbelieve. Only then can I put on my only pair of latex panty I’ve ever worn for about 2 years now. It’ll hold them there in place; I need to do this so that it’s flat where it normally should be. On the downside, I have to stick out my ass more, arch my back, and also stick out my boobs. Also considering the fact that I wear high stiletto heels and you can imagine that I walk around like I’m a bitch in heat all the time. But, I’ve got it mastered; I can walk on catwalk with the best of them any day. . I won’t be long.’ I pad into the kitchen and start to slice the sponge cake I was going to top with strawberries and whipped cream. I sense Jack behind me. I grin slightly—expectantly—but don’t turn. What was he up to, I wonder. I feel his hand smooth itself from my side over to my tummy. It feel nice. It feels firm. With his other hand, he lifts up my hair and kisses my neck. I put down the knife. I part my legs slightly and his left hand cups my pussy. ‘Yes,’ I mumble. I feet his right hand.