Big Tits TheoryChapter 4
Thursday Morning: I woke up, and was unsurprised to discover that my bra, despite being brand new, didn’t fit. After school the previous day, I’d finally made my trip to the mall. A quick fitting had confirmed my suspicions - I was a large C, but still a C-cup. I’d put a bra on, breathed a sigh of relief when it relieved the stimulation from my nipples, bought it and returned home just in time to see Marty off on another date. I was getting pretty good at estimating bra-sizes by that...