Amy woke up the next morning sweaty. Her blankets were soaked with sweat and her body seemed tired, as if she hadn’t sleep at all. Yesterday’s dreams were still clear in her head, giving rise to a feeling of shame and ... arousal?
She got up to to her mirror where she saw with surprise that her nails were polished and that she was wearing red lipstick.
-I didn’t put makeup on before going to bed yesterday, how did it got there?
The mask was still on her desk and everything seemed to be in order. But as Amy got dressed, she realized that her clothes were tighter than the night before. As if her breasts had growned in size while she was sleeping. But since she had school today, she stop pondering and start packing her thing. She hurried outside where she met her neighbor, a decent looking man in his 30’s.
-Good morning Amy!
-Good morning mister Fintch.
-Say, before you leave. Do you know how long your cousin intends to stay in the neighborhood? She is really fucki ... she’s real nice and friendly.
-My cousin? I have no cousins in the area. You must be mistaken.
-Ho ... okay. Have a nice day!
-Yeah you too
After all the strangeness, Amy was exceptionally glad to be back. Forgetting all through boring and repetitive school’s life.
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