High Voltage/Tell Elianna Remove2A
From Create Your Own Story
I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and lifted it up over my head and off my arms. I tried to avoid looking down, I didn't really want to see my breasts. I tried to imagine I was still a man. Sitting around without a shirt on was a normal occurrence. I could see Elianna's eyes were on my chest, but were they there out of a fondness for what she saw, or out of a disbelief that I wasn't wearing a bra?
My vision was starting to get blurry. I grabbed my cup and took another sip. She took off her camisole, revealing the black bra underneath. I could see the shape of her breasts. This is what I wanted, it was going to happen! Elianna picked up her glass to take another sip. She hesitated as the cup neared her mouth. We made eye contact, and then she scurried away. I stood up to follow her, but I heard the bathroom door shut. She had overdone it.
Now that I was standing up, I could really feel the effects as well. I put my shirt back on and headed towards my room, collapsing on the bed. My room felt like it was spinning.
Should I:
