Lip Balm AmbASSadors (Older/MILF!Amy Rose x Blaze Butt Expansion Romance Story)

Amy threw open the bathroom door when she wrapped her arms around Blaze and pulled her in for a hug. Her wet, rigid muscles bunched tight the harder Amy held Blaze until she lifted her wife off the ground. A whimpering gasp escaped Blaze’s lips as Amy’s beaming smile practically glowed while drops of water fell from her wet, matted hair. Those large, rippled, masculine arms of hers were twice the size of Blaze’s with hands that could crush her skull if she clapped them against her head. Knuckles certainly had her beat when it came to upper body strength still, but there were few other girls who could have Blaze hearing a kettle drum when they flexed their arms at once. And yet, despite the impressive musculature on display, it didn’t take long to have Blaze focus on Amy’s rather ample chest and especially her wide hips stretching past her shoulders, though being in the air didn’t help matters at all. 

Not a single other man in Station Square or hell the entire world could give Amy a run for her money with how much she worked out over the last eight years once she put the fat in her gut where it counted most. Her legs were huge and soft, with the smallest step having them wobble until she went still. They easily outclassed Amy’s arms in terms of pure strength, but Amy knew better than to use them when she could use her mallet just as easily. She set Blaze down before standing on the tips of her toes and kissing her on the mouth, to which Blaze quickly reciprocated by squatting a few inches so that they could reach one another. By the time Amy pulled away, her breasts were squishing against Blaze’s flat chest, and a cherry hue blossomed across her wife’s face, realizing she stood at the loving mercy of a woman she stood almost an entire foot over.

“That’s for coming to check on me before I come back to bed!” Amy sang. “I just wanted to make sure I looked good for you, honey.”

“Ahh, it’s… not a problem at all, dear,” Blaze stammered. 

Amy’s brow furrowed as her loving grin turned to a devilish smirk. By the time Blaze put two-and-two together, Amy slapped her wife on the ass. Hard. Hard enough that it left Blaze gnawing her lip while Amy pecked the tips of her fingers and patted Blaze on the butt, only now she used two percent of her strength instead of ten.

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