Jon looked at her mother. "Hi, Mom." She said while trying to walk through the door.
Jon's mother blocked the door. "Excuse me? Young woman you aren't coming in my house. Do you know Jon?" stammered Jon's mother not believing a girl could be built like the one standing before her, let alone Jon knowing a girl like "that".
"Oh, its me, Jon." Said Jon.
"Do you feel ok? What are you talking about?" asked Jon's mom.
"I am fine, its its look, I really am Jon." Said Jon.
"Cute. Jon hiding around the corner? Hello JON!" cried out Jon's mom while looking around the sides of the porch.
"No. I am Jon. Really." Said Jon.
"Sure, and I am the queen of Persia. What do you want? Where's Jon?" said Jon's mom.
"I really am me!" said Jon starting to get mad.
"You are crazy. That's what you are. Either this is some weird joke or you are sick, either way I have better things to do." Said Jon's mom while now trying to close the front door.
Jon stepped forward and tried to wedge her foot in the door, however, her new bust line far exceed the length of her foot. She let out an ear-piercing scream when the door was closed on her boob.
"AHHHHHHH!" screamed Jon.
"What? Why'd you stick yourself in my door?" said Jon's mom as she opened her door again.
Jon fell to the floor doubled up in pain. "Ohhhhhh, ohhhhh, it hurts" screamed Jon in pain as she held her large breast that had been flattened in the door jam.
"Oh, look, I am sorry. I didn't mean to do that. You were trying to force Oh, come on into the house and sit on the couch. I'll get you some tea." Said Jon's mom.
Jon wept as she held her painful throbbing breast. , Gawd, it was like she had balls the size of volley balls on her chest and somebody had hit one with a baseball bat. She made it over to the couch and set down. She was now back in the house and her mom had gone to make some tea. The way up to her room was clear.
