Higher then a Kite
They dragged the hookah into the living room. As Bryan was preparing the goods for the ultimate high, Meg couldn't help but, look at Leeman taking off his shirt. At first she was expecting him to look light a rotting corpse. Even though he was crawling with insects he had a good physique on him. She looked away and pretended to be concentrating on the hookah but, there were times when her eye would wonder to his direction. Finally the hookah was prepared.
"You ready?" asked Bryan, he looked very excited at this moment. Leeman put his hand in the air, "Just a second, I need to get them off." Meg was confused on who 'them' was until he started making screeching and clicking noises from his three mouths. Meg indicated that he was communicating with his living infestation. While he was 'talking' with them, the insect pests started to crawl away from his body and into the walls. Meg noticed there were many kinds of insects. She saw mites, roaches with red back, spiders carrying there eggs and more disgusting crawling things.
Once all of them were gone Meg couldn't help but ask, "What did you tell then to do?" Leeman was all smiles, literally. "Well, the last time we got high, it killed half of my friends on my body so this is just caution."
"You ready yet?" asked Bryan he was really getting impatient. Leeman nodded in irritation. "Alright, already but, first let me ask the pretty girl her name." Meg was surprised by what he called her, 'he just said I'm pretty.' "What's your name, sweetheart?"
"Meg…Griffin"
"Well, Meg, do you want to get high with us?" Meg hesitated on that. The last time she got high she never felt so paranoid in her life. She was smoking in the comfort of her room in the middle of the night, everyone was asleep. All of a sudden she got this paranoid delusion that her neighbor, Joe planted camera's in her room and it was a matter of time before he had evidence to catch her. Besides the extreme muchie cravings the paranoia was the worst thing to happen to her.
Even though she was hesitant she gave into the pressure like she always did and joined them. They sat on the floor with the stems in their hands. "On a count of three," said Bryan. "One…Two….Three!" Meg sucked on the stem were the vapors went into he lungs. Meg coughed for a second and took another hit. This time it went a lot smoother. All of a sudden invisible strings were pulling at the corners of her mouth, making her smile. She looked at the other two. Bryan was laughing hysterically on the floor while Leeman was observing his hand with fascination and was giggling as well.
With all this giggling going on, Meg couldn't help but, giggle herself. She landed on the floor bumping her head. She didn't know how long she was laughing but it didn't matter. All of a sudden she felt…hot. "It's…really…hot. Are you…guys…hot?" Leeman only looked at her, only to start laughing again. "Did you just say I'm …hot?" Meg wanted to say no but, the heat was messing with her brain. She landed on the floor, fanning herself until an idea came into her head. She took off her hat thinking the heat would lessen but, nope. So she took off her pink shirt, it cooled off a little but not a lot. She looked down at herself and noticed something odd.
"Hey…you guys…my boobs are bigger." Just hearing the world 'boobs' got both of their attention, Bryan started looking around, "Boobs?" Indeed her breasts were a little bit bigger. It looked like her breasts were trying to escape the clutches of her tiny white bra. In her high mind there was one thing to do, take off the bra. Once the bra was off, she breathed a sigh of relief as her bigger breasts could finally breath.
While she was observing her chest, Leeman and Bryan couldn't help but stare with wide eyes and opened mouths (in Leeman's case, three mouths). Once Leeman saw Meg's bare chest, not one, not two, but, all three of his penises went into a hard on salute. He had to put his hand on his crotch just to control himself. "My God, they're big, don't you agree?" The guys didn't say a word, only nodded in agreement. Leeman was panting a little as Meg began jumping up and down, making her breasts jiggle. While Leeman was having a fantasy of putting his face in between her breasts, Meg began crawling over to him.
For some strange reason, Meg felt unbelievably horny. "You should feel them. I want to know if you agree with me." Meg crawled onto his lap. Leeman stared at her face then her breasts then up at her face again. After what seemed like a long moment, his hands finally took hold of her very soft tits. She moaned as he felt her up, the heat growing intensely between her legs. Leeman's dream fantasy came true as she willingly shoved her glorious chest in his face. He wrapped his arms around her as she began thrusting her hips. While he was getting a little excited Meg said, "Is there a bathroom, you need to take a bath, you smell funny."
Usually he would have gotten mad by this but, since he had this very rare moment of intimacy he was willing to do what ever she said. He got really excited when she said, "I'll help you wash."