Girls
From Create Your Own Story
You quickly became aware of some girly chatter, and looked up to see three girls your own age standing together in a gossipy huddle. They, too, were in short skirts and you noticed with that not only did they have large breasts, that you were waiting to get from puberty, but that they didn't seem the least bit concerned with hiding them. It didn't take you long to realise they were just flaunting their breasts. These weren't the type of girls you normally would hang out with.
'So I got myself fitted last week,' one of them, a blond girl with her hair in a pony tail, said to the others. 'Thirty-four D.'
'Oh my God, no fucking way,' a lanky brunetter gasped in a hoarse whisper. 'You barely had tits at all before the summer! And here was me thinking that growing to a thirty-two C was a big deal.' She adjusted blouse and bra to ensure her voluptuous cleavage was looking its best.
The third girl, a rose-cheeked confident prefect sort with wavy dark chestnut hair tied back with a headband, joined in. 'I've been a thirty-two C since last term,' she said with a calm smile. 'You get used to it.'
'Sorry to interrupt...' You said.
What happens?
