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Bikini Time - AHS (Ashley and Natalie)
🕑 Added 2025-07-27 16:04:00 +0000 UTC “Oh no!” Ashley groaned, pulling a bikini from the overseas package. Natalie paused mid-outfit change, her new bikini top dangling from one hand. “What’s wrong?” “The bikini didn’t come with the skirt!” Ashley waved the bottoms accusingly. “The store photo totally showed one!” Natalie snatched her phone, scrolling through the order history. “Oops. Bad news—the skirt was sold separately.” Ashley flopped onto the bed like a deflated balloon. “Even if I order it now, it won’t get here before the beach trip,” she whined. “We could hit the mall?” Natalie suggested, adjusting her three breasts in the mirror. “Broke.” Ashley sighed. “Do you really need the skirt?” Natalie tilted her head. “You’ll look hot either way.” Ashley’s cheeks pinked. “I just… wanted something covering the, uh… you know.” “Pfft. It’s just us girls—and we all know about your little ‘extra.’” Natalie waved a hand. “Honestly? Doubt anyone’ll even notice.” “You think?” “Try it on. Selfie test!” Ashley reluctantly unpacked the bikini—double tops for her twin rows of breasts—while Natalie shimmied into her own bottoms, designed for her two sets of triple legs. They posed, cheesing for the camera. “So?” Ashley bounded over, eager. “We look amazing!” Natalie grinned, shoving the phone at her. Ashley’s smile faltered. The bulge in the photo was… definitely noticeable. “It’s… fine, I guess,” she mumbled. “Hey.” Natalie poked her sternum. “You’re with mutant friends. Nobody cares.” She smirked. “And if some guy does stare? Trust me, he’ll be too busy short-circuiting over this—” She gestured at Ashley’s chest. “—to even glance south.” Ashley looked down at her own cleavage, then burst out laughing. “Okay, yeah. These could work as a distraction.”
