The First Friend Arrives (Part 1)

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Sam, the young, blue-haired neko girl was thrilled to be having a girls-only slumber party in her huge home. Her father had managed to win the lottery one year before his death, being granted over $100 billion dollars from earning the winning numbers. With that money, he had bought a monstrous house out on a private lake. The home consisted of four bathrooms, one restaurant-sized kitchen, a mini movie theater, a recreations room, a custom veranda connected to every bedroom, 7 bedrooms, and a heightened porch which held space for a giant hot tub, and a heated saltwater pool.

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The girl seemed to have everything made for her, but it was never enough. In her childhood, she lacked having friends, due to her appearance. She had large cat ears, and a curly cat tail. With these features added onto her ocean-blue hair, this drew away people in her early years. The only reason she had any friends was the fact that they were not socially accepted like her.

Although, eventually in her high school years, boys drooled over her because of her double-d sized breasts. She was known for that and her unique features, in her highschool, and many girls envied her. This envy withdrew everyone but the sex-crazed boys that only wanted to get with her for a night of "fun" and outcast girls who didn't know who else to make friends with.

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Sam was busy cleaning her room, taking the feather duster to almost every small corner of her room. She had to make sure it was clean enough for her girly friends to hang out in.
In the midst of cleaning, she heard the door bell ring with a melancholy tune.
Her blue, wavy hair and big ears bounced with delight as she danced her way down the  decadent stairs in her pastel pink pajamas. 

"Oh yay! Someone is here!" she said with a touch of a purr in her voice.

She opened the door to see a teenaged girl with purple eyes, golden freckles, and magenta hair pulled back into a ponytail, standing in the doorway, wearing red pajamas made of silk. It was her best friend Pomegranate.

Sam giggled loudly, "Pommie!" she said, as she hugged the girl, almost suffocating her with her giant breasts.

Pomegranate blushed, her friend's chest prohibiting her breathing. As much as she loved her best friend, it was always so hard to breathe when two giant boobs were slamming their weight into her face. "Sam!" she said, her voice muffled.

"I'm sorry," Sam said, blushing, noticing that her friend was struggling to breathe because she had hugged her too tight to her chest. She let Pomegranate go, her big brown eyes showing a sign of apologies. She was always incredibly expressive with her eyes.

"It's fine," Pomegranate said, relieved she could finally breathe.

"C'mon, Pommie," Sam said, opening the oak door to her enormous home. "It's kinda cool out here. Let's warm you up with some hot chocolate and cookies."

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