Sarah McMoolan strode across the courtyard like she owned it, at a pace designed to make the flunkies and hangers-on break a sweat. It was a strategy she had practised to perfection. She only allowed the hottest cheerleaders in her company to grab the most attention - and then their perfect looks, made flustered and sweaty by the brisk pace, made her look even better. Not least to the other girls' boyfriends, the hunkiest of whom she also allowed to travel in her wake. That was worked for Sarah's benefit too, as potential future partners got a chance to compare her to their grunting, sweaty, obviously inferior current girlfriends.
Her animated stride was also a measure of confidence and practise. Sarah had learned what boys like to see and had incorporated it into her walk. She wove sensation into every step "“ her pleated cheerleader skirt swayed with a flourish, her blond hair bounced from her blond shoulders, her large breasts bobbed with youthful elasticity, her slim tail swung away from her legs, and her udder... Wow, that udder. It was her ultimate weapon.
Sarah McMoolan loved her udder. It was like having a third, extra-big boob attached to her stomach, albeit one with four nipples that she was allowed to show off nude anywhere she liked "“ even in church! Sarah's third boob was the source of her confidence, the source of her power. And when she walked through a room, all eyes were drawn to that jouncing, taut soccer ball of bald tit-flesh below her belly button. It was her raw and potent sexuality, stuck out in front of her for all to see, naked and proud.
Even Karyn was not immune, although in her case The Udder sparked only a mixture of jealousy and disgust.
"There she goes again," Karyn growled,"waving it around, stupid cow. Look at the guys drooling over her."
"Yeah.." Jon said, distracted. He wasn't immune either.
"You don't honestly like that... sack of fat hanging off her gut, do you?"
Jon paused just a moment too long before responding with a half-hearted, "No, of course not."
"Yeah, you do. Even you!" Karyn wailed. "What's the deal with guys and teats?? She's a total bitch, you know that, right? But everyone pretends she's awesome because she's got pretty blond fur, a huge rack and that big fat udder. I wish...
