Just a little draft I was thinking about continuing, yeah I know the premise is a little fucked, but tell someone who cares. Anyways, lemme know in the reviews or DMs if you'd like to see more. I have plans, though I'm having trouble getting the words down. -MtB
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"The new farmer is nice...I guess…"
"You smell like grass…"
"The new farmer girl gave me a pink cake, it was sweet..."
"Norah gave me homemade plum pudding! I haven't had a cup in so long!"
"Norah stuck a fairy rose in my hair at school today, she's really, really nice~!"
"You can play with my dolls if you want...just make sure to brush their hair after!"
"You're always so nice to me, Ms. Norah...Grown-ups are usually mean and boring, but you're different…"
"...Yoba, look at how her hair shines…" snapsnap!
"...Her body is so...toned..!" snapsnapsnap!
"Hrrng, she's so sweaty~!" snap!
"I want her to hold me like that…" shudder
"I-I've been such a naughty girl, m-mommy~!"
"I wonder if she likes flat chests…"
A lot of time, almost thirteen years now, has passed since the new farmer girl, Norah Aki, had rolled into town on that ragged old bus. In that time she has managed to completely transform Pelican town's crumbling infrastructure, which Mayor Lewis had not been able to due to unspecified tax reasons…People are always curious about the knowing smirk Norah shoots Lewis whenever the topic comes up.
In that time, Norah had transformed herself as well. Her body became heavier in muscle, clear definite tones of farm-raised muscles pressed through her shirts. Her skin became much clearer and smoother from the sun, although some suspected that she used alternative means to look so young and beautiful despite rugged farm work.
All the townsfolk felt the impact of her presence in the years to come. Fresh produce in Pierre's General Store became much cheaper, as it could be sourced locally instead of shipped from elsewhere. Both Shane and Pam had kicked their drinking habits, one turned to seltzer and sparkling water while the other turned to faith. Old man George had become less grouchy and more accepting of modern culture. Sebastian had become way less of a recluse. Elliot had given the debut of his first written novel with her help. Sam had played with his band in Zuzu city, made possible by her. Abigail had gained the courage to venture into the mines with her help. When Norah became the topic of conversation, although there's a fair bit of gossip, there's love across the board for the farmer.
Jas was not immune to this effect. Especially when growing up with Norah having such a clear, definite role in the lives of everyone in the town. When she was still little, she regarded Norah as a friend, almost a motherly figure. She dreamt of playing, laughing with the woman, living with her on her beautiful garden of a farm...Though, as Jas grew, so did her thoughts, so did her dreams...She began to further notice the way Norah's chest bounced with her movements, the way her muscles stood out from her shirts, how strong her entire body looked, how sweaty she got while working in the hot sun.
Jas physically didn't change much, however, her chest hadn't grown at all, though a very small amount of pudge was present around her nipples. She hadn't grown much past middle school at 5-foot-nothing, though her torso had been carved into a curvy figure with time, her hips had grown reasonably wide and her butt plump. Her Uncle Shane had repeatedly said how lucky any guy (or girl, he specified) would be with her, and her Aunt Marnie always gushed about what a beautiful young woman she grew up to be, though Jas only looked at herself in the mirror with disgust and contempt. In her eyes, Norah's a goddess in comparison.
Jas, with a pair of binoculars and an old camera, would soon find out that the buxom farmer would often strip off her top clothing when working, and bend over to work in the soil a lot. Jas would also soon find out that there's a cliff in the backwoods that overlooks Norah's farm plot with an almost unhindered view. Jas finds out exactly what times to duck into the bushes for when Norah turns toward the cliff face, and knows that she largely keeps her doors unlocked.
One time, when Norah was hard at work trying to untangle her hair from a beehive on the far Southern corner of her plot, Jas gained the courage to sneak down from the cliff, quickly and quietly making her way into the farmhouse. The rustic decor reminded her of her own ranch. She had very little time, but managed to find Norah's bedroom. Oh how her mind went wild! She wanted to strip down and get in Norah's bed, burying her nose into the sheets trying to catch a whiff of her sweat, she wanted to wear each and every pair of panties over her mouth and nose, she wanted to kneel by the door, naked and bowed, waiting to be found so she can profess her love~!
Though rational thought knew that there was dwindling time, Jas kept her clothes on for the time being and took only a few pairs of panties from the back of Norah's drawer along with a few socks. Norah had later complained to a few people about mysteriously losing the items, though didn't investigate any further.