GemmaSparks 3 - Flirtation Devices

Gemma looked around, amazed at her surroundings. All it had taken was a snap of the fingers to instantly pop up at the beach. Spring breakers crowded the waterfront, having fun in the water and sand. Kids were chasing the waves, teens sunbathing, some adults sneaking envious glances at the students. Gemma watched for a moment as waves gently eroded away at sand castles lining the shore. Luckily, everybody appeared too preoccupied with their own activities to notice the flash of light and the girl who had just materialized from nowhere. The noontime sun was bright and hot overhead, leaving the warm sand to gently sting the soles of Gemma’s feet as she playfully wiggled her toes around.

Adjusting  her bikini, Gemma gave Rich a nice big squeeze against her breasts. “Enjoy and we’ll have some fun later.” Gemma kissed her fingers and brought them back down giving Rich a nice pat.

“Ahem!” Glitz bounced a spark across Gemma’s ear lobe to grab her attention. “You gots a perv at 9 o’clock toots.”

An athletic college guy about Gemma’s age, wearing oversized trunks and holding a volleyball stood staring down, mouth agape at having witnessed Gemma’s sudden appearance. Gemma mentally thought bombed Glitz, “I guess I should practice being more discreet! Right!”

“Ouch! Gems doll, you can turn down the volume! Just whisp it. You know, like a mental whisper.” 

“Fine, Mr. Sensitive…. Sits on a giant throne surrounded by fire and loony toon rejects, can’t take a  LOUD THOUGHT!.. Got it.” Gemma whisp’d.    

Gemma looked up, tilted her head, and smiled at the ogling guy, “Enjoying the show?” Her body began to gently sparkle in the sunlight. 

Glitz’s thoughts echoed inside Gemma’s head, “Going full twilight? Look at you, you sneaky minx! Putting the sparkle in sparks!”

“Shush, Sparky.” Gemma whisp’d back to Glitz, trying to be flirty with the hot guy.

The guy closed his mouth and quickly nodded, embarrassed, but still staring down at the bikini clad body and the sparkling valley of cleavage.  “You… Where?… How?…Wow!”

He couldn’t keep his composure, that sparkling valley pulsated with every breath Gemma took, a bead of sweat disappearing within its hills, her cleavage heaving up and out, bigger, and deeper. He briefly thought he saw her sparkling wonder twins expanding, growing to stretch the little yellow bikini, a bikini that could barely contain its most prized possessions. It had to be his imagination, or maybe she was a real magical girl, like from the stories he loved reading. There they were, those magical orbs, the straps starting to dig into flesh, the cups beginning to loose their battle. A huge smile crept across the guys face as he stared and imagined Gemma’s assets growing bigger, as his mental mantra chanted, “Grow! Grow! Grow!” 

“Dude, it’s not nice to just keep staring. How about a hello? Hello?” Gemma scolded, attempting to break the guy from his trance. She was hoping his shame would snap him back to reality so they might have an awkward but pleasant conversation. She had already planned how she would playfully shame him, then he would be guilted into buying her a few drinks, then she would reveal a little mysterious magic as they laugh over how her sparkling cleavage was her personal flirtation device, and then just maybe she’d let him give her a nice full body rub down with lotion. He was attractive, and the only other person, not counting present company, who had any clue about her magical talents. 

Gemma looked down into her own sparkling cleavage, then back up at the unblinking guy. “Geesh! This guy has some serious booby issues.” Gemma whisp’d to Glitz. “I think it’s time for plan b, and I know the perfect solution.”

Playfully biting a finger, Gemma gave her breasts a giant squeeze, mashing her cleavage up even further as she “accidentally” ( totally not accidentally) tripped forward to be caught in his big strong arms. Gemma locked eyes with the guy as she stood back upright, deliberately brushing her chest across his arm. He was now practically drooling with lust.  Gemma playfully adjusted her top, juggling the girls up and down a few times, before twisting to the side grinning.  Slowly slipping a finger under the butt of her bikini bottom, Gemma stretched it just taut enough to show off her round bottom, then adjusted her waist to give the briefest of sneak peaks below, before letting it pop back with an elastic snap.  Having a front row seat to the excitement while wrapped around Gemma’s center of attention, Rich mentally sighed as she toyed with her victim, yet couldn’t help perking up as he got squeezed and bounced up and down with the weight of Gemma’s twin mountains; his own orgasmic desires overflowing. 

“You like that?” Gemma whispered to the pervy guy in a breathy voice meant to sound sultry, yet coming out with a closer resemblance to the hoarseness one gets from screaming too much at a hockey game.  He simply nodded, light headed from the excitement, and too entranced to care about Gemma’s raspy voice.     

“You know, us girls are more than just a pair of boobs…”, Gemma made a pouty face, motioning down at the rest of her body, then slapped her own ass. She shot off a mischievous smirk that caught the guy by surprise. Slowly she brought her fingers up, swirling them around as if she were collecting cotton candy out of the air. The guy watched on, amazed as tendrils of energy coalesced out of thin air, sparks dancing across Gemma’s finger tips. 

“You ARE magical!” he quietly whispered.

“Honey, you have no idea!” With a sultry smile, Gemma slowly brought her energy entangled fingers together.  In one swift motion her middle and index fingers slipped quickly over her thumb.

 “SNAP!” 

The guy’s body briefly shimmered and a sudden poof echoed across his ears, his eyes momentarily blinded by a blue electric glow as hair exploded in all directions and his knees buckled. The shocked girl dropped her volleyball as she fell forward onto the sand from the new heavy weights hanging from her chest. Grabbing her bare breasts, the short curvy girl sat up and looked down at her own pair of triple-d’s and then down further to her swim trunks straining to contain her new thighs and ass. 

Her head was swimming with new emotions. Feelings of confusion, fear, and extreme pleasure were all overloading her ability to form words. Literally tingling from the electrifying transformation, a few remaining sparks sizzled across her frazzled hair as she slowly looked up at a towering Gemma, who was now the one leering down.  

Gemma blew the confused girl a kiss. A heart shaped spark fluttered across the air from Gemma’s lips to the new girl’s cheek, making an audible “Smack!” on impact.  A moan uncontrollably exploded from the girl’s full lush lips,  her hands kneading her own chest, as she collapsed onto the sand, face first, into an orgasm.

Giggling, Gemma turned to walk down the beach as a tall handsome lifeguard came running by on the way to help save the cute, curvy, topless girl that had just collapsed moaning in the sand. 

“Pretty impressive Gems, I knew we’d make a great team.”

“Oh shut up, Sparky.” Gemma grinned, feeling Glitz smile right back. 

The next few hours passed peacefully. Gemma sipped on margaritas while laying in the sun. Even Rich was enjoying his time being close to his girl on her birthday, feeling her every breath, the beating of her heart, and soaking up the sweat from her skin. Walking down to the waterfront to have some fun, Gemma splashed around letting the water crest over her ankles.  

“Gemma, you need to…” 

“Not now Gizmo. Shush.” 

“But you really need to…”

“I said shut it Sparkles!” Gemma looked around and smiled at a few strangers that had suddenly turned to check out her outburst.

“…don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Glitz mumbled.

Gemma felt the tide gently lap at her feet as she dug her heels into the sand and wiggled her toes. Splashing deeper into the water, Gemma leaned back letting the sunlight energize her body while the waves washed up beyond her knees.

“Gemma?” Rich’s voice squeaked up from her chest, “ I feel funny.”

Gemma’s eyes shot open as she looked down at her bikini, a face starting to emerge out of her top, “Rich?”

Hearing an eerie roar, Gemma felt the water quickly recede from her feet as she looked up just in time to see a huge wave smack her in her face.  The giant wall of salt water washed straight over her, knocking her down with a brilliant flash of light.