Arriving at the stadium with a good hour and a half to go until the game, the four teens found parking in the middlemost row. There were still plenty of people showing up, going inside to wait in their seats, but the vast majority were loitering in the lobby, conversing with other fans and sparring with their rival team, at least those passionate enough about the game were. In general, there was just a buzz of excitement in the very air, stirring the blood in the body, and it was so vast, it was palpable even in the parking lot.

"I think that I'm going to go take Stan inside." Unbuckling himself, Kyle turned to look over at Kenny and Hunter, whose mounting sexual tension was smothering at this point, if not downright suffocating. "You two probably want to talk about what you're going to do after the game, so we'll just wait for you inside."

Right, because they still had to figure out where they were going to... "Kay, we'll only be a minute." Reaching into the pockets of her baggy cargo pants - perfect for hiding the seams of garters - Hunter grabbed two of their four tickets and handed them up to the front. She was too busy drowning in a sweltering, bottomless swamp of hormones to see that Kyle sincerely doubted that they would be only a minute. "We really shouldn't be long."

Getting out of the vehicle and savoring the fresh air for a moment, the redhead went around the front of the car and dragged away the shuffling wounded, partially envying the fact that he was in too much of a stupor to register what was about to happen in the back seat. As they departed into the stadium, Kenny could have sworn that he saw Kyle shoot them a rather suggestive grin. Apparently he did approve of them hooking up after all. Or it could have just been his imagination. "So..."

"So..." Feeling a bit hot around the collar suddenly, Hunter removed her open, thickly stripped zipper hoodie, not even thinking about what that might have looked like. "We should probably get to it." Even without the jacket on, it was still stuffy in the backseat. "Where should we-"

Unlike his companion who had thought that someone had turned off the chilly Colorado temperature, Kenny knew that the rising heat was almost purely internal, burning from within. And unlike his playmate, Kenny knew exactly what do to next. Stretching easily across the space separating them, he lowered his lips against Hunter's speaking softly into them. "This should work."

Whimpering a little as everything leading to this moment culminated in that one kiss, she did the only thing that made sense and knocked most the pile to the carpet, pivoting at the waist as she climbed up on the seat, perching on her knees as she met him halfway. Blinking excessively as they finally parted for breath a good two minutes later, she figured that now was the time to do what they did in all those videos she had watched online. Well, most of them. Grabbing the hem of her Henley, the girl deliberately pulled the top over her head, going so achingly slow to give him time to process the sight of her lavender corset, the black ribbon lacing it up the front getting further apart as it climbed higher and higher up her chest.

Because the cloth was covering her head at the time, Hunter had no idea what the look on his face was when he first saw that she had breasts, and due to the fear of what his reaction was, she left it over her head like an ostrich in the sand. "So now you know my secret." There was nothing but silence, and she wasn't brave enough to face him yet. "Kenny...?"

No, it couldn't be... Having to see this for himself, to be sure that this wasn't just some kind of trick, he reached out for the bandages obscuring the best part of the female body. Scratching at it in the fury of a mad cat, it wasn't long before there was a tangle of loose Ace hanging across her waist, a healthy b-cup staring back through angry red marks of concealment. They were real. They were really real!

Looking up at her as he had just seen God himself, there was only one thing he could say. "Why didn't you tell me that you had tits?!"

Lunging for them as if they could run at any moment, the smile plastered across his face only widened as he cupped them in his hands. They were so soft, so round, so squishy, just like tits should be... There wasn't anything that could have made this moment any better for him.

"Kenny?" The blonde was so mesmerized by her boobs, he seemed to become lost in them. "...Kenny?" Salivating as he imagined everything that he was going to do to those boobs, and the order in which he was going to do it, she could only look at him in alarm. "Umm... Are you alright?"

Alright? Alright?! He was better than alright! He had a pair of willing, naive boobs that would do anything he wanted them to... "Hey little guys." Kenny began to fondle her more vigorously. "I shall call them squishy and they shall be mine. And they shall be my squishy!" He gave them a rather ample squeeze. "Hmm, so squishy..."

Hunter was completely at a loss. Did he seriously just name her tits? And did it even register that she was a girl?

Giddy as a child at Christmas, Kenny could barely contain his excitement at this wondrous revelation. Titties, Hunter had real, honest-to-God Titties! Pulling on the loose knot that stood between him and serenity, just as the scant webbing fell away to unveil what he assumed to be never-been-seen mounds, her hands suddenly were pressing into her flesh, covering the natural beauty of the world.

Frowning, Hunter nodded out the window and at a passing family. "We shouldn't do this here, someone could see us..."

Was that all? For a minute, Kenny was afraid that Hunter was having second thoughts. "Hang on." Reaching under the seat, he pulled out a rather heavy blanket, perfect for camping on a cold night. "I thought ahead."

Distantly, she wondered just how much action that blanket has seen, but on that same token, she was kind of grateful that it had been his own, and not the owner of the vehicle's. She had heard some things about Stan's dad, and something told her that she would feel safer with something that wasn't his.

Ripping it open more than unfolding it, the blonde tossed the cover unceremoniously over their heads, making them look like some weird navy-blue mountain. Taking only a moment for his sight to adjust to the dark lighting, Kenny picked up exactly where he left off, unfastening the rest of Hunter's corset so that the dainty sable straps hung lank off her shoulders. But for the sight glowing in his eyes, oh-so-slowly meeting his hands, the rest of Hunter might not have existed at that moment. "So squishy..."

Writing about Kenny and Hunter's boobs, I couldn't help but to think of that scene in Finding Nemo, and somehow, in ended up in the story... And before I get any concerned reviwers (ha), I think that I'll say now that the next chapter will be one of light-shedding.

I do not own South Park, that's all on Matt and Trey, but I do own Hunter and Avery!