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It was later in the day. "What do you do round here?" Cindy asked, wrinkling her nose. I knew it was Cindy, because she was wearing a sweat-shirt with her name embroidered on the peak of her left breast. Provided you stood in the right place, you could tell them apart quite easily, so long as you could read.

"What do we *do*?" I asked.

"How do you stop getting bored?" This time it was Melanie, sounding bored.

Tanya looked at them as if they had just arrived from outer space. "Sex, mostly!"

The twins blushed bright red and looked at each other. Cindy spoke. "What, sex? With boys?"

"Mostly boys, yes", said Tanya, "but sometimes with girls. Girls are just as good!" She glanced at me. "Or better!"

The twins looked confused. "We had a boyfriend once", said Melanie.

"Are you lesbians, then?" Cindy wanted to know. She wrinkled her nose again as if she was dreading hearing the answer.

Tanya was enjoying this conversation. "Oooh, yes! If you really want to have your pussy touched, or your... " she looked down at the twins' breasts as if noticing them for the very first time, "... your titties sucked, other girls are much better at it than boys. " She glanced at me again. "What day is this, sis?"

"Saturday", I told her, knowing what was coming.

"Oooh, good! When Mum and Dad go out tonight, we'll be able to play our old Saturday night game. It will be great fun with four of us. "

"Game?" said Cindy, faintly.

"It's just a game we used to play when Tanya was just starting to grow into a woman, four years ago, I suppose it was", I said. "We used to get undressed and play with each other, and we'd get really horny in no time. Tanya was only ten then, but her titties were huge, and I had none at all!" The twins looked at my chest in disbelief.

"I remember I pinched her brand new E-cup bra from the laundry basket, and put it on, and filled some balloons with water, and put them in the bra cups instead of tits, and I put all her clothes on!"

The twins were staring at each other's breasts, trying to imagine a ten-year-old Tanya with an E-cup bra, bigger than theirs.

Tanya joined in the fun. "And I came into your bedroom and found you playing with yourself! Do you remember when I came back from Summer camp and I'd been wearing the same panties for a *whole week*? They were really CRISP!"

"I can still taste them now", I said. The twins were backing away in horror. "Your bed was absolutely soaking wet that night!"

"That was mostly your juice", said Tanya, quite correctly, although I wished she had kept the information to herself. "It will be great, though. What time can we start?"

"I heard them say they were going out at eight. "

"You know", Tanya whispered, and twins leaned forward to hear, although they still looked horror-stricken, "This will be the first time we'll have done it since we've both been feeding! The bed will be getting even wetter. "

I know I was by this time. My pussy was screaming for attention. Never mind the twins, I slipped a hand down inside the front of my shorts. Cindy was looking at me out of the corner of her eye, with a panicky expression on her face.

Tanya wasn't going to miss out. She lifted the vast bulk of one breast with one arm so that she could get her free hand down to play with her crotch through the front of her jeans. A dark spot had appeared where the moisture was already seeping through the material. Melanie was staring at it, her eyes almost out on stalks.

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Margaret knocked stoutly on the door to the flat and Abigail let her in. "Just checkin' you're all right," Margaret told her, putting a bag down on the floor, as Abigail looked alarmed. Margaret looked the young girl up and down, dressed in just a long T-Shirt and Abigail nodded. "Fine," muttered the teenage girl. "What ya up to?" Abigail held out a book. "Readin'," "Most of them are my old books," Margaret muttered. "This used to be my flat and..." She stopped when she saw...

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