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Lauren: Top Heaviest Waitress Part 1
Lauren woke up to the blaring beeping of her alarm clock. She stirred in her bed for a moment before throwing the covers off of her. It was 8:00 sharp, one hour before Lauren's shift started. She climbed out of the bed, and went straight to her closet to get dressed. Lauren was following her daily routine, not yet noticing the new tightness in her t-shirt. Her previously B cup boobs were easily D now, having gone up the two cup sizes in her sleep. She slipped her shirt off and reached for one of her bras, expecting to find no trouble with putting it on. It was a struggle just clasping the brassiere, but after a few seconds, she got it. Her tits were squeezed tight in the bra, the spilling cleavage shocking her. She stepped in front of her room's mirror, and focused on her chest. The moment she laid her eyes upon her boobs stuffed into her now unfitting bra, she could tell her tits had grown significantly. "What the hell..." Lauren asked herself, getting a good look at her new bosom.
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I've always had average-sized breasts for a girl my age. That is, up until my late teens. For reasons no one has been able to adequately explain, my boobs began to grow a lot faster at that point.
Now, don't get me wrong, I don't have anything against boobs that are a little bigger than average. Initially, I was excited when my chest growth picked up its pace. I felt like I had a leg up on the other girls. I started wearing tight, revealing tops that showed off the goods. But as they kept on growing, my girls became less of a blessing and more of a burden.
First of all, big boobs are heavy. Back pain became a more and more regular problem f
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“Make tonight really special and great and memorable, okay?” The girl wished to anything that was listening… the only thing that was was a trickster spirit. They would make it memorable, alright, but maybe not in the way she meant.
Constance smiled nervously as she opened the door. She was going on her first date- at nineteen, this made her incredibly shy. Most people she knew of had at least one steady relationship at this point in life, and she was just going on her first date ever. She wore a simple black dress and flats, already a step out of her comfort zone. Constance lacked a bra- not that she had anything for a bra
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Holy shit I finally got this done. This was something I did for a friend but I felt like it could be submitted here since they're fake names. This is a bit of an homage to what I used to do with stories: simple, straightforward, silly, somewhat nonsensical, and easy characters. Either way, I hope you can enjoy. I also hope you all enjoyed your holiday season!
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Very lovely work, I enjoy this little read very much