Nickie Stipples (partial)

As my finger heals please enjoy this story/concept that I have been toying with and working out. I hope it is enjoyable! New SitC should be up next week! ~dS

“Tell me again, once more, just to be sure I heard you right.”

The fairy’s predatory grin was stretched back nearly ear-to-ear as she sat cross-legged atop the bedknob. Her wings twitched in anticipation, and the little creature’s naked slit was drooling over the wooden adornment as the fairy considered the possibilities being delivered to her.

“I said that my wish is that I, or anyone, could play with my nipples anywhere and anytime!” Nickie repeated. She was reclined on her dorm room bed, her blonde hair falling down around her shoulders. Her feet were adorned with white socks pulled up halfway to her knees, pink silky boxer shorts wrapped around her slight ass and thin hips, and a cotton tank top rested over her chest. One breast, just enough to fill Nickie’s hand, remained under the cotton. It's hard nipple pushed up into the fabric nearly half an inch.

Nickie’s other breast was bare, the left shoulder strap of her tanktop pulled over her shoulder so she could access her soft flesh. More specifically, Nickie wanted to feel the bare tips of her fingers tease her nip. It was her favorite feeling - more than kissing, more than sex, Nickie lived for breastplay - specifically, anything to do with playing with her nipples. Licking. Sucking. Squeezing. Biting. Pinching. Nickie loved all of it, but hated that she couldn’t revel in her needs whenever the mood struck her.

“And, to be clear, you understand that I’m specifically going to try and pervert any wish you make?” the fairy reiterated. She crossed her arms over her own little breasts to try and obscure just how excited this was making her.

“Yeah, which is why I’m making a wish that’s already perverted.”

The fairy shrugged - how could she argue with that logic? Her wings fluttered and she rose from the bedknob, a little string of her juices trailing from the wood to her labia as she lifted into the air. The fairy hovered over Nickie and waved her hands, sparkles of magic dust floating down upon Nickie’s chest. The fairy then began to speak;

     Your wish is for some limits to be changed,

     But limits are not what shall be redone.

     Your teats themselves can now be rearranged,

     Upon any surface they will stick safely upon.

     You’ll feel any touches, kisses, or or licks,

     Four six hours they’ll be shiftable per your lust,

     But after that they’ll permanently affix,

     And new ones you’ll grow upon your bust.

          So chose wisely your canvas and watch your clock,

          Or else your nipples may run amok!

“Woah, wait, let me write that down, what were you saying?” Nickie spoke up, looking over to her desk for her phone. But the fair paid her request no mind.

“So long, and have fun!” And with that the fairy faded away - and Nickie’s nipples started to pucker around the edges of their areola. The sensation of a scab starting to peel rose up to Nickie’s awareness.

“Ooo, ah, why are my nips itchy?” the blonde muttered, and she scratched at her exposed teat. As she did so her nails caught under the edge of her areola, cleanly peeling her nipple off the skin of her breast. Feeling something stuck to her fingers Nickie looked down and yelped in shock.

“Oh shit!” She looked to her breast and saw only smooth skin where her nip had once been, as if she’d always had a breast like a mannequin’s. She grabbed her bare boob and confirmed that everything else about it felt like the same soft flesh - just lacking the sensation of her nipple. Nickie looked to the nipple in her hand, gently stuck to her fingers. She tapped its stiff length with her thumb and shivered as she felt the contact - just as if it had been attached to her tit.

Calming down and thinking more and more Nickie stuck her nipple back on her bald boob. She’d not gotten the placement quite right, but watched amazed as her nip - as if it was a bottle cap floating in a glass of water - drifted slowly to its proper place and settled.

Looking over to her other breast the blonde slipped her tank top off completely and felt along the border of her areola. Nickie felt the slight pucker and sense of how her nipple was stuck atop the skin of her breast and not part of it anymore. Gently she peeled off this nip and held in front of her. The back of it was just as smooth as the skin of her breasts, but the same darker shade of her areola.

Curiosity gripping Nickie more and more she looked around for where she could stick her nip. She decided the bedknob atop the header of her bed was as good a spot as any and Nickie placed it on the rounded wood. It stuck just like placing a gel window decoration on glass.

Nickie tapped her hard nip with a finger and quivered as she felt the sensation on her breast. She then leaned over and licked her little nub and shivered in delight. She could actually feel anything done to her teat wherever she placed it.

Becoming bolder and bolder Nickie had an idea. She loved the sensation of her tongue licking at her, why not give herself unlimited access? Leaving the one nip on the knob, Nickie peeled off the nip she’d first played with from her boob. Opening her mouth wide the blonde stuck the nipple to the top of her mouth, the nipple facing down at her tongue. 

“Mmm…” she moaned, as Nickie closed her mouth and felt her nub push down unto her tongue. She moved her tongue around the nip and fell back onto the bed in pleasure. Her pussy had been warming more and more as Nickie normalized what the magic had done, and as she massage the nipple inside her own mouth she got really wet.

“The quick bwown fox leaped ovew the twee…”

Nickie nearly melted as she felt how her tongue played with her teat as she talked. A few letters were hard to enunciate around, but what mattered was how good that felt. Nickie fell back in the bed and raised one hand to the adorned bedknob and back to slip the other into her shorts - when the sound of the door unlocking stopped her. Nickie pulled the sheets up as her roommate walked in.

“Hey Nickie,” Sierra waved as she blew in, “Just need to change real quick for a study group.”

Beneath the sheets Nickie was putting her tanktop back on - not because the roommates hadn’t been in plenty of stages of undress in front of each other before - they’d even fooled around a couple times -  but because Nickie wasn’t yet ready to reveal her magic nipples.

But she did have an idea.

As Sierra pulled off her blouse and slacks and looked for something more comfortable to wear for the evening Nickie got out of the bed and peeled her nipple off the bedknob. Slowly she approached Sierra, eyeing a buttcheek that was bare of panties thanks to a partial wedgie.

“Anyone cute in dis ‘study group?’” Nickie asked, concentrating on her pronunciation around the nip dangling in her mouth. “Maybe you should weaw a thong, show off some curves,” Nickie suggested, and as she said ‘curves’ she grabbed Sierra’s buttcheek - and palmed her other nipple onto it.

“Ah, no, well, yes, Daria Sitchell is in it, but that is not why I joined it,” Sierra replied, playfully pushing Nickie’s hand away. Sierre then pulled the fabric out of her butt crack and let it snap into its proper place over her ass - little hitting the nipple stuck to her rear and making Nickie jump a little.

“Aah, too bad,” Nickie tried to reply calmly, turning back to her bed. She wondered if Sierra could smell the boiling pot threatening to soak Nickie’s shorts. Out of the side of her eye she watched as Sierra pulled on a pair of loose workout shorts before pulling on a Lyon State t-shirt. It appeared Nickie’s roommate was none-the-wiser that a nipple was stuck to her butt.

But Nickie could feel it - or at least the light pressure of the panties pulled over it. She climbed into her bed and pulled the covers back over herself. Nickie wasn’t sure if she could keep her hands off her pussy right now.

“This’ll do. I’ll be back later,” Sierra announced as she checked her hair and make-up one last time, grabbed her back, and bounced back out of the dorm.

“Latew,” Nickie called after her, and before the door had even fully closed she’d jammed a finger between her engorged labia. She lolled her lower lips around in her hand, spreading sparkling juices across her pussy and matting the short landing strip that adorned her mons.

With her free hand Nickie threw the sheets off herself, and pull her tanktop over her head, letting it loosely lop around the arm that was between her thighs. Nickie grabbed the bare breast that was getting the sensations from the nipple in her mouth, squeezing and playing with it as she tried to emulate in her tit the pleasures she was feeling from her mouth.

The entire time she could feel the slight caress of moving fabric upon the nipple stuck to Sierra’s ass. Nickie felt the bubble of pleasure in her gut get close to popping, so she pulled her hand away from her pussy - she wanted to ride this wave for as long as she could before cumming. Her juice-soaked hand joined her other as they mauled her bare boobs, her hips bouncing and twitching fruitlessly.

Finally Nickie felt what she’d been waiting for - Sierra had sat down somewhere. Nickie groaned as she felt the pressure of Sierra’s body push the hard nipple down into a...chair cushion? Something soft, but not so soft that it wasn’t pushing back against Sierra’s ass.

The blonde’s entire body trembled - she’d never felt so much pressure on her nipple before. There was no fear of injury, it was just pure bliss remote transmitting to Nickie’s tit and running down to her gushing slit. Nickie sent her sticky hand back to her puss and shoved three fingers deep inside of herself. Her tongue clicked over and licked the nipple in her mouth.

Nickie was quickly getting closer and closer to bursting that bubble of bliss growing in her lower belly - then she felt Sierra shift.

And sit on her ankle.

The punctuated sharp pressure pushed Nickie well over the edge, and she cried out as her orgasm crashed over her. The blonde’s pussy exploded into her hand and panties, and her clenched her jaw so tightly her nipple threatened to puncture her tongue. Nickie’s back arched on its own and her body shook for a few moments.

Finally the orgasm began to ebb, and she collapsed back onto the sweat-soaked mattress. Nickie could only pant as she rested into her afterglow...and eventually fell asleep with her hand still buried in her shorts, and her tongue gently teasing the teat in her mouth.