Tricia Lange was over at Summer’s house again. The two became friends after seeing the giant mutated Beth and Summer courtesy of Rick’s Morphizer-XE caused her to want to rekindle her relationship with her mother. Though Jerry’s only daughter was still very shallow and cared very much about becoming popular. After that, she had become an informal mentor to Summer on becoming one of the cool kids.

Rick wanted her to come on an adventure with him today. But no surprise, he was actually drunk off his ass right now. He barged into Summer’s room barely able to stand, and sloshed and slurring all over the place. When he heard straight from her lips on why she didn’t want to go with him, he actually burped even in the sorry state he was in. “Wow, I thought you were smarter than this,” he said. “Wubba lubba dub dub.”

“Haven’t heard that one in a long time,” Summer shot right back at him.

“Yeah, I guess you can kinda bring that one out of me. Morty can’t, but you sure can, bitch.”

“Whatever Rick, at least I don’t have to put up with your bullshit either.”

“My bullshit? You’re skipping an opportunity to go explore other worlds to play around with a bimbo that stole your boyfriend. I thought you were better than this.”

“Wow, an adventure. Like I haven’t seen that one before.”

“Listen Summer, and I’m only saying this because you’re a little, and I stress, a little, sharper than Morty, but don’t take that the wrong way, that’s still a big difference, but maybe I could make a clone of your friend Tricia. She’s here all the time lately, and there are strands of her hair hanging around. I mean it makes me wonder what you two do here all the time.”

“Uh, why the fuck were you in my room?”

“Looking for you, Summer. But don’t flatter yourself to take that as meaning anything more than it actually does. As much as I find you more reliable than Morty and Jerry, and these days your two horny ass moms, you’re still a bag of raging hormones.” Summer just rolled her eyes. But Rick went on. “I can take one of those strands of hair and make a copy of your dear friend Tricia with all her memories, personality, everythng.”

“She’s not my friend...”

“That way you can hang out with her when you want to and come on this adventure with me. Like right now.”

“I never thought I’d be saying this but clearly you’re drunker than usual, because that is one hell of a dumb idea.”

“Oh what the fuck ever Summer! Like I need you around!” Then he turned around and slammed the door shut. Curious, she went ahead and followed him, and he had gone into the garage. He saw her looking at him as he was poring over the work counter and glared. “Go away Summer. This is now a Rick and Morty only adventure.” Then the floor descended and he was back in his secret underground lab.

Tricia got there an hour later. Summer was lucky that she arrived just then, because that’s when Rick and Morty went off on their adventure. Any earlier, and she’d have to deal with her dorky little brother trying to make the moves on another one of the hot girls since he struck out with Jessica. And it was bad enough this bitch stole her man but she wouldn’t let her brother be taken away too.

Right now, the only person there right now besides the two of them was Jerry. Beth was busy at her job and Space Beth was doing some seriously badass shit. At least that was the cover story, for all Summer knew, the two of them were going at it in some secret undisclosed area. Jerry being Jerry, he was looking around in Rick’s garage, probably getting himself into trouble because he was too dimwitted to tell his pee hole from his shit hole, and with all the things in Rick’s garage, he would probably mess with one of Rick’s more dangerous gadgets and then the big question of Jerry’s life truly wouldn’t be how much of a loser he is but instead be, “Which one of his holes is his pee hole and which is his shit hole?” Summer didn’t even care anymore, it would all work itself out somehow, her grandfather was a mega genius. Just as long as it wasn’t a Mr. Frundles type deal.

Though they were problems even Rick couldn’t begin to tackle. Namely Summer becoming one of the hot girls. The whole time Tricia was advising Summer on what to wear to look just as hot as her, Jessica and Holly. She had even brought over a bit of her wardrobe on over. Short skirts and little shorts with the ass hanging out, pants tight enough to show cameltoe, and little string bikinis complete with thongs. Some of them were definitely a little too big for Summer, she had a pretty slim little ass and definitely not the rack that Tricia did.

That wasn’t the most awkward thing though. When she saw all those clothes, Summer at first thought they were just gonna be talking about what styles she should wear. Maybe one of those sets really was her size after all. But she wasn’t expecting Tricia to actually take her clothes off right in front of her. This pupil of one of the hot girls just stared, awestruck as she watched the small form fitting shirt leave her chest and unclasp her skirt and then throw them onto the floor.

The only thing Tricia had on now was a lacy black thong. Seeing them naked for the first time, Summer did have to admit she really did have quite the rack too. She could only feel jealous when Ethan left her to pair up with Tricia, but now seeing those naked hooters herself, she understood exactly why he did what he did. Tricia caught Summer checking her out with one hell of a blank expression and giggled a little bit to herself before moving her arms under her tits to accentuate them just a little bit.

“See something you like?” Tricia said. She smiled, but Summer couldn’t be sure whether there was some kind of mockery in her eyes or this girl being the dumb bimbo she was, completely pure. Though a girl like this one was anything but innocent.

Summer turned away, blushing and said, “What? No.”

Tricia snickered again. “So did you and Ethan ever fuck?”

“What? How the hell is that any of your business?”

“We did. He touched all over these,” she said, grabbing her big tits so that the soft skin spilled through her fingers, “he sucked all over them too. I even made him cum when I wrapped them around his dick.” She closed her eyes and sighed pleasantly to herself remembering it.

Summer’s face lit up with anger. “What ... get the hell out!” She was already starting to regret having this girl over. With how often she hung out with her grandfather and these days took care of a lot of his personal requests he couldn’t be bothered to take care of on his own, she thought she could play this girl like the vapid bitch she is. Her grandpa rubbed off on her so much that she began to think that her relationship with this girl was not unlike her own father and Rick’s daily squabbles, a genius dealing with an idiot. But whether the girl was that smart deep down or just too stupid to even know what she was doing, she realized fast she might have made the wrong move.

Tricia just batted her eyes at Summer’s rage. “Don’t be like that. I just want to teach you how to fuck too.”

“Please, I know how to fuck. I’m not some little repressed abstinence only purity ring skank who can’t shut the fuck up about God while having a personal collection of every sex toy in existence behind the scenes.”

“You know, you don’t need all of these to make the guys like you,” she said, taking one of her tits into her mouth and sucked on her nipple, moaning at the sensation, before she let it drop out of her mouth. Tricia’s cap was already getting hard from being in her mouth and her eyes were seductively half-lidded at Summer. “I can tell you how to make a guy beg for it.”

Summer couldn’t tell if she was being serious or not. She was determined to maintain the upper hand in this little contest. “Bitch please, I’ve fought with alien mobsters and survived in post apocalyptic futures. You don’t got nothing on me.”

Summer might as well not have said a single word with Tricia’s next response. “You still don’t know how to make a guy want you like he needs you.” Summer had to admit she had a point there. Maybe if she was a little more seductive, she could have bought Rick and Morty more time during that Die Hard scenario. And the only reason she left that Mad Max wasteland universe was because her one time apocalypse love Hemorrhage liked relaxing and watching TV over spending time with her. But these were thoughts that definitely weren’t normal for her and the only reason her mind was a flutter was because of this naked girl being so outrageous before her.

For all the jealousy she felt over Ethan, it still didn’t occur to her that she cheated on him before he left her, first with the devil and then with Hemorrhage. But hanging out around Rick tended to make personal self awareness not as important as just getting even. Right now though, she was just too distracted by Tricia’s naked body. As much as she hated to admit it, Summer wished she did look that good.

Tricia turned herself around so Summer got a good look at her tush too. The more experienced girl shook her ass a little bit, it was just as mouth watering as her rack, before slapping one of the cheeks to make it jiggle. Then she turned around with that same oblivious smile on her face.

“So do you want me to teach you a trick or two?”

Summer sighed to herself loudly like she was annoyed so it wouldn’t show just how flustered she was. “Fine, let’s just get it over with. Tell me your secrets oh wise one.” She made air quotes with her fingers at those last two words.

Tricia beamed at that, wearing an innocent smile despite the lewd nature this conversation had gone in. She ignored Summer’s deadpan tone too. “Okay, okay!” she squealed. “But if I’m gonna teach you how to fuck, I’m gonna need you to play along. I can’t do it otherwise.”

“Play along.”

“Yeah, play along. You know? I’m not really good at words. Come on, it’ll just be like playing Spin the Bottle.”

“Okay,” Summer said, looking away and giving her a stink eye. She never did play Spin the Bottle at all, but Tricia hanging out with the kind of crowd she did, no surprise she did. Not that Tricia noticed Summer’s clear show of reluctance. She just boldly moved onto her new friend and without any warning, kissed her right on the lips.

Summer was a bit shocked but tried to play it cool. She maintained her composure and didn’t break her face away from Tricia. She realized that the more adventurous girl probably did this all the time with her friends.

So she had. Unlike Summer, Tricia was moaning into it from the start. She felt an unexpected thrill of pleasure herself inside from just how deep and lewd that moan was. It wasn’t helped by just how soft Tricia’s lips were either, she was rubbing them right on Summer’s no problem, taking no need of just how surprised the other girl was. Despite knowing what kind of girl Tricia was, Summer was still a bit taken aback from the tingling she felt on actually doing this sort of thing for real. They had only just started hanging out and now several days later they were already acting like stereotypes from some guy’s fantasy.

Though Tricia came onto Summer so suddenly, she wasn’t being rough and crude either at all like a guy typically would be. Instead she had gently cupped her cheek and holding her shoulder like they were actually friends and not Summer’s informal entrance to the cool kids club. Though the first impression anyone would have of Tricia Lange would be just some vapid bimbo, a calculating deviousness was working in her head as she knew she was working her magic on her current partner.

Summer on the other hand was tempted to actually break away and ask when they’d get right to the important stuff. If only to get her to stop. But Tricia’s was being so slow and deliberate with each kiss, and she was so into it that it would feel downright mean to stop her. Nor did she make any mocking remarks of how little Summer was contributing to this kissing session at all. The only sounds were their lips rubbing against each other as Tricia moaned to herself.

A horny curiosity was forming inside of Summer with each second that she let Tricia kiss her like that. But she did back up a bit the moment she tasted Tricia’s tongue for the first time on her own lips. When she backed up, she The other girl’s eyes were half-lidded in a perverted gaze and she naughtily licked her lips. Summer wondered to herself how often those lips might have kissed Ethan. And then she wondered how many dicks this mouth must have sucked, how much semen she tasted on her tongue.

She wouldn’t have much time to ponder it though. Tricia had no problems whatsoever with getting as forward the situation called for. She could tell just how nervous Summer was and grabbed her wrists. Summer gulped the instant her hands touched Tricia’s breasts for the first time.

“Wow,” Summer said.

“See, they don’t bite,” Tricia said.

“Um...”

“Touch them.”

“Well I kinda already am.”

“You know what I mean. I thought you were supposed to be smart? Jessica tells me your grandfather is some kind of smarty pants. Maybe it doesn’t run in the family.”

Summer glared at her. She got enough shit from her grandfather on the regular, but now she was getting it from this airhead too? Summer just shot back, “Whatever bitch, if that’s what you really want.”

Just like Tricia had taken initiative with their first kiss, Summer actively moved her hands on those big titties. Her caresses nothing quite like Tricia’s skilled and experienced kisses, Summer’s hands sloppily kneaded those much bigger breasts. It was a mix of her own irritation as well as just never having done this sort of thing with another girl. Sometimes when she went shopping, she would put on pushup bras all the time and fondle her artificially inflated chest as a joke. But that could never prepare her for actually touching real knockers that were just naturally big. The texture and feel was thick and soft in all the right places.

But Summer was also a bit distracted herself. That last little quip at Tricia was typical of her, she would always say that kind of thing to have the last word, whether it was with her mother, definitely her father and brother, and even Rick. Yet her typical poise didn’t mean much when she was staring at those naked hooters. Even with all the interdimensional adventures she had been on, this kind of situation still took her off guard. She was looking at them so intently that she didn’t even notice a growing curiosity in Tricia’s otherwise vapid eyes.

Then Tricia laughed out loud from Summer’s awkward touches. Summer acutely felt the scorn from that high-pitched sound. It snapped her right out of her trance and she glared at her so-called friend. The sound of that patronizing laughter was bad enough, but the popular girl was totally red faced, it was a little more than just fake bitch cackling. And to top it off, she wasn’t even looking back at the scowling Summer, instead she was throwing her head back the whole time.

Still holding Tricia’s tits, Summer grabbed them really hard, mashing her fingers into them as roughly as she could. Tricia looked back at her and stopped laughing. She was still grinning ear to ear, and her eyes contained a devious intelligence.

“You know, Ethan didn’t touch them like that,” she purred. “He made love to them.”

“What?” Summer spat.

“You’re touching them like you want to fuck them. No, no,” she said, grabbing Summer’s wrists again and slowly moving them back so her hands moved slowly on her chest, “I want you to make love to them.”

“I don’t care what you want.”

“Then I guess I’ll just keep laughing until you get it right.”

“How’s this for right?” Summer moved her fingers onto Tricia’s considerably larger nipples and pinched them. Instead of wincing in pain, she squeaked loudly. Summer didn’t know if she was either hurt by that or actually enjoyed it.

“Now you’re getting it,” Tricia said, nodding at Summer like she was a small child despite the lewdness of the situation. “You have no idea how good that felt.”

“I think I have an idea.”

“Then again, I guess it makes sense you don’t really know about this sort of thing. Clearly nobody has touched yours just right.”

Tricia moved her hands up Summer’s shirt like she was some horny guy. Before Summer could say anything, those greedy hands found her much smaller bust still protected by a bra. Summer recoiled a bit from such a sudden and intimate movement, expecting to get her breasts completely wrecked in response to her trying to hurt Tricia earlier. But instead, she massaged them slowly and sensually.

For all of Summer’s earlier roughness and overt hostility, she was taken off guard by how gentle those touches were. Yet at the same time there was a subtle dominance in Tricia’s ministrations now, she would always use a good amount of pressure, then stop right before it became painful. Then she would resume the process over again. It was all getting her just a little wet.

At that point, Summer was looking away and had taken her hands off those ample mounds of flesh in order to save face. That didn’t keep her from blushing beet red. She never expected her little hangout with Tricia today to have gone in this direction, and as much as she wished otherwise, she had given up resisting. Even if she tried pushing her away and making a scene of how she was being groped, she knew how full of it she’d look. And more than anything, she was getting wet in her panties.