We had always been close since we were kids. From playing to hanging out we had gone from neighbors to roommates as we moved out. Since we had both had partners at the same or different times, nothing had ever come up between us and the risk of ruining a lifelong friendship didn't feel like a great risk to take either. Life worked, life was... good.
At some point of us living together, my chest started growing. Quite a lot. Actually a lot a lot. Pajama t-shirts went to being tight crop tops. The attention they drove towards me increased drastically as they surpassed my own head in size, and what could've caused it was a mystery. No doctors had any idea what would cause such a specific growth spurt at an adult age but now it's been a couple of years of switching out bras every other few months and you're at your breaking point. You have to feel what they're like. Sure I had let you feel their weight in your hand but not a true fondling. Not a true groping. Not a titfuck.
You have to know what they feel like around your cock.
Hi there! I'd like to play out this prompt where your character is driven to a darker place through sheer sexual frustration of seeing my tits grow larger and larger in your daily life and not getting to have your way with them. I am very big into clothed sex and outercourse as my main kinks and I like our characters to be very close and comfortable with each other. While the prompt obviously starts at fucking my tits while I'm sleeping, I don't want this to be a noncon thing. It's simply a fantasy of mine of being so desired that someone I know simply can't resist doing something far out of their comfort zone because they want me that badly.
Hope to hear from you! 18+ only, obviously