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Free Holiday Siss (Preview)
🕑 Added 2022-12-08 18:55:28 +0000 UTCStill, there were free samples of candy canes! She could enjoy one and at least leave a nice note if she liked them or not.
Brushing her long, platinum blonde, twin ponytails behind her shoulders, Cindy bent over and grabbed a cane. Her breasts jiggled within her very low-cut crop top. She giggled. Come on girlz, no poppin’ out ‘til we get home.
The candy cane was a lot bigger holding it than looking at it. Its hook portion was almost wider than her entire mouth! Not that she has problems putting things in her mouth.
Still, big or not, candy cane enjoyment always began with a small step for her. Tongue sliding over her pink, plump lips, Cindy gave the treat a lick.
“Ooooooooo!” Her entire body quaked. Sugar came rushing through. Her body warmed, energized, tensed, and more. One simple lick and all these feelings hit her.
Yuuuuuuuum! It was a delicious blast to the system.
The eyes clenched shut. They couldn’t take all of it. Those warm, wild, thrilling feelings burning through her? She had to close off from the world and absorb it all.
Suddenly, two low sounds whimpered out. Pop-pop. Cindy heard nothing though.
If she had perhaps heard the noise, the bimboish woman would’ve noticed where it came from. Her pink bow in her hair shook as she licked the candy cane. It wasn’t prominent, but it did wiggle gently.
Then the first pop came, and the wiggle grew along with the bow itself. It nearly tripled in size on the spot, sucking in the little ribbon ends that hung off of it. Pink went to white, green stripes rolling in over it. The bow slipped a bit further to the back where one of her ponytails was, absorbing the scrunchie and taking over its job.
When the second pop followed, the other scrunchie rapidly shifted. The material it was made out of turned to something more fabric-like and less stretchy. It sprouted its own bow, a perfect clone of her new striped one.
Her twin bows jiggled slightly after their growth, resting perfectly upon her head now as if they were a natural fit. Cindy remained oblivious, lost in her sugary rush. She was naturally very oblivious to many things in the world, so whether she would’ve noticed or not was debatable.
The sweet, peppermint taste lingered long within her. It felt like it was only increasing, keeping her glue and stuck in that position.
