Tatum paled in the darkness, her eyes going briefly wide in shock at just the thought of that. Her punching anybody? Especially a jock? She had seen some of those Quodpot and Quidditch players. Hell, Mack and her giantess friend were perfect examples. Tatum wasn't sure she couldn't even reach a jock's face to punch it.

"Uhm," she managed, swallowing thickly. "I d-don't think," she finished lamely, looking down at her crossed legs. She tensed up when Eden pouted at her and she raised both hands in front of her, as if to defend herself. "T-That's not-- your b-breasts uhm, are.. I'm s-sure they're very lovely, I just-- m-me personally, I'm not.. into t-that like, sort of thing? You know?" she tried to explain hurriedly, her voice cracking a bit.

"I d-don't mean they're.. g-gross, they're very.. l-like, they're, uhm, beautiful. In a w-way, I guess. But n-not like, to me."

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"I can prove it if ya want" Eden said, lifting her top up briefly and exposing her stomach. "You'll have to return the favour though, s'only fair!"

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If it were possible, Tatum's eyes went even wider as Eden lifted up her shirt. Her hands shot up immediately, dramatically covering over her eyes as if she had never seen a pair of boobs before or something. "N-No, I-- I b-believe you, I do!"

She gasped scandalously from behind her hands at Eden's next suggestion. "No way! I-I'm saving m-myself!"

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