I had never heard so much giggling in all my life. It was coming from the apartment above me, where Suzie and her friends were having another party of some sort.
They were always having little parties, often like those Tupperware or candle parties. I’d usually see them afterwards, having a direct view of the open-frame stairway right outside my apartment’s picture windows. First, I’d see their shoes, then their legs, and then all of them as they walked down the stairs from Suzie’s apartment, leaving in groups or pairs, talking excitedly to one another about the candles, candle holders, or salad bowls and food storage containers they’d bought.
The party was ending – I could hear them disbanding, saying their goodbyes, still laughing. But I sat bolt upright as watched them coming down the stairs! At first it seemed like a parade, but it wasn’t – endless pairs of long, pretty legs stepping down the stairs – each of them had several pairs of legs, and all of the girls were four-breasted! They were laughing and chatting and obviously quite taken with each other’s multiple sets of legs and breasts! I was thunderstruck! What on earth had Suzie and her friends been doing up there – having some sort of leg- and breast-party?
For the most part, the girls were barefoot, save for their front legs. No doubt they hadn’t brought enough shoes for all their new pairs of legs, and while some of them tried to cover up their new multiple hindquarters with scarves or borrowed towels, most seemed gleefully carefree and let their extra rumps and legs go buck naked – not to mention their extra breasts!
I found myself out the front door of my apartment – they were amazing to see, and I found myself wanting in the worst way to get upstairs to see Suzie. The laughing, chatting girls smiled at me, noting with pleasure that I couldn’t keep my eyes off their foursomes of breasts or their beautiful teams of lovely legs as they formed a lovely phalanx of legs gracefully stepping down the stairs in endless succession – like a herd of four-breasted centauresses, more like human centipedes, with legs to die for, endless beautiful pairs of long, lovely legs!
I could hear more laughter in the parking lot below as the multiple-legged girls tackled the new problem of getting all those legs into their cars! I headed up the stairs – the pretty teams of legs shunted to either side of the stairway for me as the girls smiled, loving my infatuation with their extra breasts and legs – and I headed up the stairs – loving the smooth beauty of the shapely legs as they accidentally brushed or smoothed against me on either side of me as I mounted the stairs.
“She’s waiting for you,” one of the girls smiled at me. “Better shake a leg!” All the girls broke into laughter. I found myself blushing.
Somehow I made it up to Suzie’s apartment. There was the last of the bevy of long-legged, multiple legged and four-breasted girls, waving their goodbyes and speaking animatedly about their new extra legs and breasts.
And there was Suzie – her sweet young shapely body relaxing carefree and beautifully naked in her now-deserted apartment, resting on her long white sofa, endless pairs of her beautiful long legs tumbled among each other on the long sofa. She was testing the nipples of her four new breasts, touching them to see if they firmed equally at the touch of her fingertips; her teams of legs languidly smoothed themselves against each other as they lounged together on the couch, some spilling barefooted onto the carpet.
“Hi!” She said, eyes lighting up as she saw me. “Like my legs? I meant to have more breasts but they slipped up on the order and only sent starter sets.”
I wanted to roll my eyes heavenward as I usually have to do with Suzie, but I realized that it couldn’t be her doing if someone had slipped up on an order. “We’re having another party next month,” she said cheerfully. “We’ll have the breasts and will be doing extra arms, too.”
“I hope we weren’t too noisy,” she smiled, looking at me to make sure everything was ok. I smiled my reassurance, and her legs readjusted themselves as she resettled herself, her four breasts bobbing among themselves as she did so. “Good,” she said. I told her I might like to lose myself among all her legs and even sleep among them. I wanted to make love to them, and make love to Suzie through all of her pairs of legs.
“I would like that – help yourself!” She smiled. I kissed her, and kissed her four breasts. They were perfect, and the nipples hardened equally under my kiss. It would be a lovely night of loving Suzie’s beautiful foursome of breasts and beautiful pairs of legs. They were already aching for me, I could tell.
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