The Phantom Of Expansion (Non-futa)

Alight, a new one shot fic for everyone. I'll confess, most of you probably won't like this one. But I've been wanting to do this story for a while and since some of you guys mangaged to embrace my futa clown girl story, I figure some of you might enjoy this. Downloadable files included as always. Please comment if you do like this story, sometimes I feel so lonely after posting a fic. At least hit the thank button.

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THE PHANTOM

OF EXPANSION

By Hardcover

The large building looked rather unobtrusive and ordinary, despite the fact that it was a huge, four storied mansion of old gothic design. The place was walled by high stone walls overgrown with well trimmed vines and shrubbery. A large black gate hung upon on a cobblestone path that led up to the two huge oak doors that marked the front entrance. The place, all in all, looked rather quaint despite its grand opulence, and not at all a gaudy or spooky as these old mansions usually looked.

And this was the place that the two rail thin young women looked upon as they entered the gate. The first was Tabby Winchester, a nervous, skinny woman of nineteen who had been invited to the mansion by one of its occupants, a photographer named Chad. Tabby had long black wavy hair that the she kept tied behind her head in a bun, and wide brown eyes. She had pale, fair skin, thin frail arms and legs, small, barely perceptible breasts, and only a slight curve to her hips. Despite how skinny she was, she dressed in loose fitting clothing, jeans and a T-shirt, desperate not to let any of her curves be noticed. She was deathly afraid of being called “fat”.

Next to her was her best friend, the equally neurotic Abbey Trumbolt. Abbey had long strait brown hair, a round face with a bit of childish freckles, and light brown eyes. Like Tabby, she was exceptionally thin, but even more so. Abbey had practically no breasts, easily being able to shop in the training bra section of her local clothing store. Her hips had no perceptible curve to them, and her arms and legs were thin like twigs. Her face wore a sour, irritable expression that was her normal attitude, having elected herself moral guardian of her best friend, and any woman she happened to be next to, for that matter.

The two women had come to this place after being spotted by a young man named Chad while they were at a café. Chad had approached them, politely and amiably, but instantly aroused Abbey’s ire. For Tabby and Abbey had lived together for years in their flat in London, and now since moving to New York shared a small two bedroom apartment. The two women existed on a steady diet of Nicky Rake and Dr. Bill, and as such Abbey firmly believed that all men were rap