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'Damn… This is so weird,' Nick thought as he nervously fiddled with the edge of a napkin. He was sitting at a table in a trendy Japanese café, his eyes constantly drifting back to the figure of the girl across from him. Her tight white T-shirt, seemingly on purpose, highlighted everything he himself had never had. Especially the breasts. Firm, defined curves were practically pushing through the thin fabric, and the slight transparency made it even more provocative.

It was Lexa… once Alex.

'You’ve changed so much…' he wanted to say, but his tongue felt glued to the roof of his mouth.

Lexa smiled slightly, looking at Nick, and tilted her head a little to the side.

– Yeah, this is pretty much how I imagined it, – she said with a soft breath, noticing how Nick once again awkwardly looked away from her tits, as if they had suddenly become a landmine. He tried to focus on her face, but it didn’t work well: his eyes kept sliding down — to the white, thin fabric, to those firm, pronounced curves, to the barely visible line of a bra underneath the shirt.

Lexa smirked a bit wider and leaned forward. The thin material stretched even tighter across her breasts, and Nick felt his palms start to sweat.

– Come on, just say it already, – she went on, pressing against the table so her boobs squished slightly under the thin fabric of the shirt.

Nick swallowed hard, his throat dry and his palms damp with nerves.

– I… – he stammered, his eyes darting down again on their own, to those soft, teasingly firm shapes that just a few years ago… hell, not that long ago, had been part of his friend, Alex. – You… Jesus, Alex, I mean, Lexa… Like... It’s really you?

Lexa tilted her head even more, and the movement made the hair on the back of her neck shift slightly, revealing her delicate neck.

– Really me? – she echoed with a smirk, but then suddenly seemed flustered, lowering her eyes just a little, like she herself wasn’t totally sure of her own words.

Nick swallowed again, something twisting strangely inside him.

– Lexa… – his voice was hoarse, almost unfamiliar. – I… I can’t believe this. How? Back then you said… You said it was temporary, that they were “treating” you, that it would all go back…

She gave a quiet, ironic laugh, turning her head away.

– “Treating” me? They just transferred me to another school, – Lexa shrugged, as if trying to shake off everything that had happened back then. She dropped her eyes for a second, strands of her dark hair swaying gently beside her cheeks...Full story (19 500 characters - 7 parts) is open to subscribers here or on Patreon