On your way around, you decide to drop by Suzana's place to say hi. She's always happy to see you when you come around. As you jog towards her back gate, you see her through the window of her "indoor gym". She happens to glance out the window and sees you. That leads to her stepping out in all her tall, muscular, and impossibly busty glory to invite you in.
"Good morning, little Nick," she says, "come on in here and stay a while."
You enter the yard and find yourself swooped up in her arms, her surprisingly firm mammary masses squashing against your chest and stomach as she holds you off the ground and hugs you. Those strong arms could easily squeeze the life out of you if she wanted to, so you're glad she likes you and treats you gently.
"A little bird told me it's your birthday today," she says, "Anybody throwing you a party yet?"
"Not yet," you admit, "not that I know of."
"Well stick around and I'm sure we'll think of some way to celebrate between us," she says, carrying you into the house.
The carrying is something you've gotten used to. She says it's because you're so short and she doesn't want to get a crick in her neck looking down to speak to you. While you're getting carried, Suzana can look you in the eye better. You figure it's just 'cause she enjoys carrying you around.
Once in the gym, however, she surprises you by... |