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AnnieD
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Spoiler alert; this thread will involve some drug/alcohol abuse and some really rough, depraved sex. If this isn't something that interests you, please don't read further. If it does, well enjoy the show!
Of course, everybody in this story is fake, not real, part of my twisted imagination, etc. Everybody that matters is over 18 and adult.
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Spoiler alert; this thread will involve some drug/alcohol abuse and some really rough, depraved sex. If this isn't something that interests you, please don't read further. If it does, well enjoy the show!
Of course, everybody in this story is fake, not real, part of my twisted imagination, etc. Everybody that matters is over 18 and adult.
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Some background:
Becky Florence is a young, twenty-two year old woman who recently has gone through a fast breast growth. Going from a B cup to a 30K cup in just a year, she's both excited and terrified of her new appearance. So much so that she has trouble socializing with others and being intimate with her boyfriend. He suggests that she take part at a company party, located at some hotel about an hour away from home.
The problem comes when she finds herself alone at the pool and Gerry Gold shows up; the nemesis to her boyfriend and a notorious tit obsessed pervert...
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The story/IC:
I was an eighteen year old, having grown up in a small southern town when I met Jacob - my boyfriend. I was barely out of high school and I didn't know much of the world, I was going to head to college and I met him during my orientation. I guess that we immediately fell in love with each other and we became inseparable since. Now four years later, I'm twenty-two years old and live with Jacob in our modest apartment here in Brooklyn.
The thing that has changed dramatically since the start of our relation was that my figure really changed in the past few years. You see, because of birth control and some complications with side effects, my breasts have almost expanded exponentially. I wore a 30K cup bra now, having gone through bra after bra for the past year. Now both men and women alike would look at me wherever I went, almost in completely disbelief on my breasts that were so big on a skinny girl like me.
Truth be told, I was pretty excited by my big boobs. My mother and sister were both a lot more um...endowed than I was. For the longest time I was flat as a pancake! My nickname in high school was the "ironing board". I was an A cup during high school and a B cup when I met Jacob. Can you believe that? From a B cup to a 30K cup in about a year and a half? Jacob was probably just as excited as I was, although he had yet to play with my breasts like he so desperately wanted to...in fact, we've hadn't had sex in over a year! With this excitement came anxiety and embarrassment. Every time I looked at a mirror, I saw a body that was almost...porn-star like.
But yeah, at least Jacob was pretty understanding. I was planning on going back to school in one more year, and since Jacob had a nice job and all, I didn't need to work. Yes, Jacob was paying for everything on his own and yes, I know how lucky I am!
The reason that I'm bringing this up is because I was invited with Jacob to some company party for the regional branch at the bank he worked at. Jacob told me all about the party and how the company wanted to reward their workers for a great year...and how it might do me some good to socialize with his coworkers. At first, I was against it since it took place at a four-star hotel about an hour out of town and well, it was too far for my test. But not only that, but the party was being held outdoor near the pool, which meant that there would be some pressure to go...well, swimming. Which, in turn, meant that I'd have to wear a bathing suit...in front of everybody!
Jacob convinced me that I didn't need to wear a swimsuit and that I didn't have to leave the hotel room if I was so embarrassed about my breasts. I appreciated that fact and I packed a few things. Soon enough, we were there...and I was stuck alone in my hotel room. I was terrified at the thought of people making fun of me that at the least minute, I chickened out.
"Take your time honey. Just meet us downstairs when you're ready."
With a kiss on the cheek, Jacob left and I was left with my thoughts. I thought about it and with some pacing back and forth, I decided to head downstairs and deal with my new reality. I even decided to put on my two piece bathing suit; a snug fit but I loved the leopard printed pattern.
"Oh god." were the first words out of my mouth when I watched my figure from the mirror. My legs felt so bare and the bikini bottom really showed off my round butt. But of course, what really made me anxious was how my massive 30K breasts looked. The bikini top barely kept them in; there was a lot of side-boob and even underboob. "This isn't too much, right?" I asked myself before I glanced out the window.
There was no one at the pool! I guess that everyone was busy at the bar, or even setting things up. I figured that this was as good of a time as any to go downstairs.
I hurried, carrying a towel and went outside to the pool. It was calm out and I let myself relax a bit...
That is until I watched a man enter the pool and slowly make his way towards me.
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