Day 20 - Thursday, November 20th
“Oh my GOD you guys, did you see that video???” Gretchen called out to her friends.
Four girls, all sitting on the long bench, cross legged, most of them chewing gum, at the bottom of the stairs to the Arts building. The vast lawn spread out before them in the chilly November noon, with individual or various groups of students sat or stood on.
Some male students passing by were leering at them. It was understandable… All 5, including Gretchen, were hot in their own way. Really hot. They were each wearing their version of slutty clothes. Gretchen was rather short and petite. She had a leather mini-skirt that made her butt look super cute, a stylish black belt and gray tank top that showed off her perky D cups.
The girls looked at her, unfazed, and kept chewing their gums idly.
“Like, what video…?” said a bored Bridgette. Her own E cups bounced in her push up bra and showed off their long cleavage that threatened to spill out of her top.
“At the party! With that guy… you know… hmmm-hmmmming that girl?” Gretchen said with a blush.
“You mean humping that girl with those balloons?” Asked Leah and gestured her hands far beyond her own G cups.
“I mean… I wouldn't call them that… but” Gretchen blushed even harder.
“Fuck that girl, she made me insecure!” Called Ines angrily, and looked down at her own H cups, trying to push them further by straightening and pushing her arms inwards.
“Ugh… aren't you late to the party, Gretchen, jeez… were you napping in a parallel universe or something? This video's been running since like forevs… you know, I heard we landed on the moon. You should check it out”, said Scarlett in her signature malicious, bitchy tone.
Scarlett was sitting between Leah and Ines and made them both look small with her preposterous 34-N cups. It was obvious her boobs were her pride and joy.
Projecting almost a foot from her fit ribcage, those twin melons attracted a lot of attention. She made sure to wear the most revealing V-neck of the entire group, which showed 6 inches of her beautiful, full, perky boobs.
Her long, black hair was straightened with a hair iron and cascaded down through her long cleavage all the way to her lap. She had this habit of tossing it left and right with her fingers, as if it only bothered her, even though she loved the attention it got her.
She bounced her slender leg with its 5 inch heel on her other knee idly. Her skirt was the shortest of them all. Obviously. So short it actually showed just an inch or two of her beautiful, bouncy ass cheeks when she stood and bent a little bit forward.
And to top it off, she really was beautiful. They were all a “perfect 10”. But she was a “perfect 12”. She wore heavy make up every day, making sure to accentuate her large, black eyes and her long lashes, emphasize her already full lips even more and highlight her high cheekbones. She's received several offers from top fashion magazines in recent years, which she loved keeping an aura of mystery around.
Gretchen blushed even more profusely. “I thought you didn't know…”
Scarlett rolled her eyes and chewed her gum louder.
“Ufff… that bitch is obviously fake as fuck if you ask me”, she said with a sneer.
“Obviously”, they are parroted back at her unanimously.
“Freak… no one even cares about that bitch” Scarlett went on. “Who chooses to go that big? It's fucking gross. It's probably those fake prosthetic tits you can buy and wear on yourself.”
“I don't know, I thought they actually looked real though”, said Gretchen thoughtfully.
Scarlett looked at her with utter disdain. “Shut the fuck up, GRETCHEN, no one even cares what you think!” Gretchen looked down in shame.
“That boy was kinda hot, though. Do you know who he was?” She asked them.
“I heard his name is Miles. He studies computer science here or something”, said Leah in her most bored voice and kept scrolling on her phone.
“Is that so?” Scarlett said slowly. “Maybe I should pay him a visit, see if he wants to hang out and forget about that fake ass plastic bitch…” she said to herself.
“Don't you have a boyfriend, though?” Asked Gretchen innocently.
“Gretchen, SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!!!” Scarlett screamed at her, which made Gretchen cower.
“Besides…” Scarlett lowered her voice as if she didn't just blast her friend's ear drums. “It’s not really cheating. Todd is just… a fun little cookie I like to fuck when I'm bored. We've only been together for like two or three years. He knows it's not that serious. And I don’t really cheat on him all that much. I've only slept with like, 30 or 40 other guys since we started dating. And maybe gave a few BJs here and there. But it's not cheating cheating… Plus, he studies in college in another state, so…”
Scarlett just stopped talking as if that was self explanatory enough. Everyone else nodded, a little confused by her explanation but not daring to challenge her.
“Sssssscarlett…?” A sheepish voice called out to her.
“WHAT??? Oh… hiiiiiiiiiii. Tina?” Scarlett changed her tone to overtly-sweet once she saw who it was, like a chameleon changing colors.
A short, mousy girl approached her from the stairs. She stood very short, around 4’10”, and was overall quite beautiful. She was wearing a covering cardigan over a long sleeved, button up gray shirt. However, it was obvious she was self conscious about her flat as a board chest. That self consciousness grew exponentially when standing next to 5 of the hottest, most busty girls at the University.
She covered her own chest by clutching onto a sturdy book. Four of the five girls were just staring at her, half amused, waiting for a show to begin. But there was an unspoken rule in the air that Scarlett would be the one doing the talking.
“It's Dina… actually. Never mind… it's ok”, Dina said quietly and looked at the floor. “I just wanted to ask if you found some time to get your part of the assignment for next week”. She peeped back up to see Scarlett rolling her eyes in boredom, before she wore her fake smile again.
Scarlett got up and stood next to Dina. The contrast between them was night and day. A top bitch, tall, busty bimbo looking down at the flat chested, nerdy girl. Scarlett swayed her torso absentmindedly from side to side, showcasing her superiority over Dina. Her boobs were leveled with Dina's eyes, popping their long, full cleavage right at her. Dina gulped.
“You know, Tina, that top looks so cute on you. I love how it adds a sort of… delicate look? I could never pull that off with my proportions”, she said and put her hand on Dina's bony shoulder.
“Uh… thanks…? and it's Dina”, she repeated quietly again.
“Sorry. Of course. Dina. Listen, I need you to understand something about me, Dina. Honestly, you have it easy. Guys think petite girls are adorable and harmless, so I’m sure they give you the space you need and don’t bother you all the time. But me? I have to keep pushing away so many guys that hit on me all the time. It’s exhausting. And it takes up all my time. They all just wanna get a feel of these…” she cupped her massive tits for emphasis.
Dina glanced at her boobs for a second before she looked down again. She didn’t see what this had to do with what she asked her.
“So… I mean… I could do my part. But we both know it’s not gonna be as good as if you did it. I just don’t have time with… everything. You know?” she said and again placed her hand on Dina’s shoulder. Dina didn’t know, actually, but she didn’t say it out loud.
“But seriously, though, don’t compare yourself to… you know… girls like me. You have your own charm. Tiny girls are like… super cute. Plus, you’re like really smart and stuff, so like, I’m sure you can handle this”, Scarlett gave the final blow. The other girls on the bench snickered quietly at her. This was a fun show for them to watch.
Nothing made any sense to Dina in what Scarlett was saying, but she didn’t need to make sense. That was Scarlett’s power. She just needed to be more persistent than other people. Dina gave one last look at that outrageous top Scarlett was wearing, seeing those perfect boobs mocking her for something she knew she’ll never have, and she lowered her gaze to the floor again in shame.
“I guess…”, she said defeatedly.
“Super! I knew I could count on you, girl!” Scarlett said in a chirp, too-sweet tone. Dina left with her tail between her legs.
*
“Hey isn’t it that guy from the video?” Bridgett, who’s been sitting mostly quietly suddenly said.
“Where??” Scarlett asked with panic and searched frantically for him.
“There, he came from there and is now standing by the fountain here. Looks like he’s waiting for someone”, she said, half-interested. Scarlett looked and saw him standing about a dozen feet behind her.
“Oh my god, he is!” Scarlett asked and pushed her boobs as far inwards as possible to make the biggest cleavage she could. She pulled her top even lower to extend her cleavage even further so that about 80% of her boobs were out in the open, then fixed her long hair so it was all on her right side and showed her vulnerable neck on the left side. Every movement was well rehearsed and calculated, like she’s done it a million times. She kinda did. "Quick, how do I look, girls?"
“Hot!”, said Ines.
“Real hot!” chimed in Bridgett.
“Super hot!” added Leah helpfully.
Scarlett turned to Gretchen.
“Well…?” she asked.
“Well what?” asked Gretchen with a blank stare. Scarlett rolled her eyes,
“How do I look?” she asked impatiently.
“Oh. Yeah, super hot”, Gretchen said in a rehearsed way.
“Perfect!” she said and raised her neck high, then stood up, took a deep breath, and started taking measured steps on her 5-inch heels, making sure to shake her world-class ass enticingly with each step. She was now on the hunt, and she was about to catch her prey.
Miles clicked on a few keys and then put the phone back in his pocket. He looked around, searching with his eyes. He was nervous. He was just… incredibly horny. So so so much. 20 days. And each day was becoming increasingly more difficult, with Hailey becoming more and more bold, and her breasts bigger and bigger. He had an early meet-up with a few of his classmates to work on their group assignment, so he didn’t get a chance to see Hailey in the morning besides planting a small kiss on her beautiful, sleepy forehead.
She’s really grown. He thought she was huge before, but now it was insane. Having Zina scold her like that for not coming sooner, because she was exploding out of her 28-fucking-Z-fucking-G cup bra is insane. And when he was holding those soft, heavy boobs for so long... God, they were so soft and arousing…
To say Miles was pent up would be like saying Mt. Everest is a small hill. His ‘dam of cum and pent-up sexual energy’ just kept on rising each time Hailey teased him, or even when he just thought about her, or actually just all the time. Any little remotely-sexual thing happening around him set him off, and raised that sexual dam high and high, while the cum-level behind that dam just kept rising and rising along with the dam. Even in those rare moments that his dick actually went soft for like 2 minutes, that dam was always there, like a reminder that it didn’t go away and was waiting to be released.
That’s why he became even more nervous when he saw a beautiful girl walk right up to him with a predatory look in her eyes. Did he know her? Didn’t feel like it. He couldn’t help avoiding glancing at that cleavage. True, it was nowhere near close to Hailey’s size. But it was still way bigger than most girls walking around on campus.
She approached him with deliberate confidence, her eye contact never wavered. Her smile was dialed up to 110%, which was almost… scary in a way.
“Heyyyyyyy there…”, Scarlett said, her voice low and slow, dripping with sweetness. She reached within 2 feet away from him and stood almost at eye level with Miles’s thanks to her high heels. She thrust up her chest right at his face, making her boobs burst forth from her low V-neck. They were almost touching his own chest thanks to her size and posture.
It all happened under the span of a micro-second - Miles’s eyes flinched downwards to glance at those glorious boobs before he looked back up at her. She was really beautiful up close. He felt his constantly erect dick twitch involuntarily. Scarlett caught all that action and smiled mischievously at him.
Instinctively, Miles turned sideways so he wasn’t facing her. He saw a group of 4 gorgeous, busty girls eyeing them very curiously from a bench nearby. He was so uncomfortable right now. He crossed his arms over his chest automatically.
“Hi…”, Miles said shortly, hoping she’d leave him alone. He kept looking around the lawn.
Scarlett saw his body closing at her, but she didn’t let up. She took another half step towards him, her exposed cleavage a mere inch from his crossed arm. She made this motion with her head that flipped her long, beautiful black hair all over Miles’s arms and torso, softly petting him, then left her side neck completely bare for him to leer at. Almost like she was surrendering herself to him and inviting him to bite her neck. Miles couldn’t help but shiver involuntarily upon feeling that gorgeous, long hair trace his body and face, like a long, soft caress. He was really sensitive everywhere, and everything set him off right now. Including that long, vibrant hair on his arms.
“You’re Miles, right? I’m Scarlett”, she tried again and looked at him with a piercing, seductive look.
“O.. k… um… do I know you…?” he asked suspiciously and kept his arms crossed, turning away from her.
“Well, you should. I kinda rule this place. Everybody knows me. But it’s ok, I’ll be happy to let you get to know me as well”, she said and jiggled her breasts at him. They really were magnificent. It was really hard ignoring them jiggling and swaying like that, inches from his face.
“Ssssorry… that’s ok, thank y…”
“But I actually know you”, she added quickly. “You’re… kind of hard to miss around campus these days”, she said with a mischievous smile.
Miles rolled his eyes. ‘Great, another girl who saw my video…’
“You, um… definitely made an impression on me, and that’s tough, just know that. I’ve been curious about you”, she said and softly grazed her long, sharp fingernails over his arm. Miles shivered. Fuck he was so pent up. He felt like she knew how pent up he was, like a 6th sense of some sort, and was trying to extract all the cum out of him. Her nails on his skin really felt amazing, but it was the wrong set of nails to touch him. He pulled a step back.
Scarlett didn’t let that rattle her and took a step forward, closing the gap.
“We should totally grab coffee sometime”, she said and opened her puppy dog eyes as wide as possible. She took another half step forward and trapped his elbow right between her boobs. That was direct contact with boobs, and it was too much for Miles. He let out a soft groan and his eyes fluttered upwards momentarily. He took another half step back but she just followed suit right after him, keeping his arm trapped in her cleavage. Scarlett smiled victoriously. She saw blood and she was going for the kill.
“You know, it’s wild, honestly. A guy like you… I figured you’d be surrounded by options”, she said seductively. She encircled his arm with both hands, her long nails softly piercing it, then pulled it into her own cleavage.
Miles tried pulling his arm back but she was stronger than he thought. He didn’t wanna make a scene but he couldn’t afford to stay like that. He eventually pushed her hands with some force using his other hand, then took a big step back.
“I HAVE an option. I mean, it’s not an option, it’s a realized option… blegh… what I mean is - I’m taken. I have a girlfriend. I’m not interested. Thank you”, he said assertively.
Scarlett smiled wickedly.
Unbeknownst to him, Hailey had arrived from behind the fountain two minutes ago. She was about to call out to him when she saw this bitch hitting hard on her boyfriend. Her initial instinct was to storm their interaction, but she was curious how Miles would handle it, so she instead stayed hidden for a little while longer. Hailey was so happy she did. She saw and heard everything. Miles acted like a perfect gentleman in the face of that near-assault.
“What… do you mean that fake ass bimbo with those giant prosthetics you were dry humping at the party? Come on, baby, you don't have to settle for a freak. You have everything you need right in front of you”, she said and jiggled her tits right at him.
“She's not a freak, she's the most beautiful, wonderful girl I've ever met in my life. Now please just leave me alone, thank you”, he said, almost shouting. “And they’re not prosthetics, just FYI…” he added.
“Pfffft… come one, Miles, it’s just us here. You don’t have to lie for her sake. You obviously have a thing for big tits, so you asked her to put these on to satisfy that kink of yours. Well, you don’t need to pretend anymore. You can have the real thing”, she said and alternately and aggressively jiggled her right and left boobs.
“I said, no!” Miles said assertively. “Now, like I said - please leave me alone.”
“Well well well, aren’t you a cute, stubborn guy”, she said and stepped around him in a half circle. “Still claiming they’re real… whatever you need to say to yourself to sleep at night”, she said arrogantly.
“Wanna feel for yourself?” a high pitched, cute voice said.
4 synchronized gasps were heard from the bench. If they could, the four girls watching the show unfold would’ve pulled a bucket of popcorn and started chewing madly.
Scarlett froze and her eyes opened wide. From behind the fountain emerged the girl from the video. It could only be her. Miles looked at Hailey, terrified. He feared Hailey might interpret this the wrong way.
“You…”, Scarlett said, shocked.
“Me…”, answered Hailey matter of factly. “Name’s Hailey, by the way. I like it better than ‘fake ass bimbo’”, she said nonchalantly. “And you are…?” she raised an eyebrow.
“I’m Scarlett. I’m surprised you don’t know… everyone knows me here!” Scarlett said.
“Harlet?” Hailey acted as though she misheard her and stifled a giggle.
“It’s Scarl…”
“Hey baby!” Hailey didn’t wait for an answer and turned to Miles. He looked scared.
Hailey was wearing a white button-up shirt, which she had managed to fasten only at the very bottom buttons, just enough to say it was technically ‘buttoned’. The other 8 or so buttons had no chance to close around her MASSIVE chest. The rest of the shirt remained pulled wide open, the fabric drawn tight and visibly struggling around her bust.
Her black 28(Z)G bra was WAYYYYYY past simply ‘inadequate’. Its edges were screaming from the insane pressure they were under. Copious amounts of breast flesh were pouring outside the cups, so much that it would be enough to fill Leah’s G-cups just from the surplus.
She had paired this with dark, high-waisted jeans, fitted beautifully along her sexy hips and perky bubble butt. Her long blonde hair fell around her shoulders and down her back in loose, flowing strands. Hailey also wore some make up, but in stark contrast to Scarlett’s exaggerated, slutty make up, Hailey’s was a lot lighter and served only to accentuate her already naturally gorgeous face.
“Hhhhhi… Hailey, it’s not what it seemmmmmmmppphhhhhffffffffffffffffffffff!!!!!!!” he tried to say before Hailey launched herself into him and gave him the hottest kiss he’s ever gotten from her. Which says a lot because her kisses have always been passionate. But this one somehow felt a step above that. She first grabbed his neck and pulled into herself, then allowed her arms to move further forward and clasped the back of his neck while vigorously leaning into him.
It was a long ass kiss. Scarlett stared with her mouth hanging open, as did her flock of slutty bitches. Hailey pushed her own cleavage as far into Miles as she could, essentially sandwiching his body between her behemoth-boobs.
Miles was also shocked, but as the kiss went on his initial fear over Hailey’s reaction changed to excitement. ‘So I guess she’s not mad, after all’, he thought happily.
After over a minute of Hailey devouring Miles’s face, she finally released him. She looked back at Scarlett with a calm smile that told Scarlett she’d already lost to Hailey before it even started. But she wouldn’t go down without a fight. Scarlett closed her mouth and assumed her resting bitch-face again.
“So? What’s it gonna be?” Hailey asked calmly. Almost bored even. Scarlett fidgeted. She never fidgeted. She didn’t know how to process what she was currently feeling.
“What’s-what’s gonna be?” she asked and tried not to look like she’s napping in a parallel universe. She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to look confident by puffing them forward in vain. Hailey looked at her breasts with a tiny snicker. Miles didn’t pick up on it but she knew Scarlett did. And Scarlett did not appreciate that snicker. Friendships of decades between girls had ended because of a snicker.
“Do you want to feel them to make sure they’re real? Or not. Whatever. I honestly don’t give a shit if you believe me or not,” Hailey said and rolled her eyes with boredom. Miles felt his erect dick twitch. He didn't know what was happening, but for some reason this turned him on so much.
Scarlett’s face turned… Scarlett red. It felt like a trap. She was in the worst position she could be in. If she turned down her offer, she’ll be tagged as a pussy. But on the other hand, Hailey had this calm confidence. Could she actually be for real? Fuck…
“Fine!” Scarlett said sharply. “Just don’t get too excited, you freak.”
“HEY, DON’T YOU DARE CALLING HER THAT, YOU FUCKING…” Miles’s protective side awoke in a heartbeat.
“Babe… shhh, it’s fine. I got this”, Hailey soothed him calmly with a smile and a soft hand on his chest. He immediately stopped. Hailey’s heart skipped a beat, and she got a very warm, fuzzy feeling inside, though, seeing how protective Miles was of her.
Hailey turned back to Scarlett. “Don’t worry. I’ll try to control myself”, she said with that same snicker. She puffed out her own much more MASSIVE chest and waited. Miles's eyes opened in stunned silence, and he felt his dick twitching again. 'Why do I find this so goddamn HOT?' he kept thinking.
Slowly, Scarlett put a hesitant hand on the exposed part of Hailey’s right boob and gave it a little squeeze. FUCK!!!!! It was warm and perky and soft and perfect and so very real.
“Well…? What’s the verdict of the jury?” Hailey said, amused.
Scarlett felt her blood boil.
“THIS DOESN’T PROVE ANYTHING!!!!!!” She screamed, losing her composure completely. People around turned to watch the show as well. She suddenly felt very self-conscious as everyone was staring at her.
“What do you want me to do, then? Do you want me to take my bra off?” Hailey asked with an amused smile, knowing full well she won by a landslide.
“YES! NO! I mean…”,
“You know… if you need more bras, I have a few cast offs I can lend you. It’s been a long while since I’ve been that small”, Hailey jabbed her, now purely to amuse herself and Miles.
Miles’s cock was diamond-hard. Seeing his girlfriend DOMINATE that bitch was such a turn on. He knew she was extremely sweet to the vast majority of people around her, so it’s not like she was bitchy in nature. But apparently, she had no problem pulling her claws out when needed. But the best thing was that she didn’t need to be aggressive to achieve her goal. She calmly twirled Scarlett on her little finger without breaking a sweat. Miles was breathing so heavily, he wanted to strip Hailey of all her clothes and fuck the shit out of her right there on the lawn.
“What size are they, anyways? DD cups?” Hailey asked in a sort of mockery Miles never got to see before.
“They’re N-cups, you bitch!” Scarlett spat at her.
“Oh… hey, sorry, no need for name calling. It’s just that… those sizes all look the same to me at this point. Wow.. N cups… I haven’t been this small since… what… 9th grade? Or was it 8th? I’m not sure. So um… anyway, never mind, I didn’t keep bras that far back. I would’ve given you my S-cup bra which was good on me only 20 days ago, and now looks like a training bra. But I guess even that would be far too large for you.”
Scarlett was seething. She was shaking as she stood frozen, unable to think of a good comeback. Hailey’s calmness was dismantling. There was simply nothing she could do or say to flip the script on her. She strained her words through clenched teeth: “I don’t. Need. Your fuckin’. BRAS!!”
“Sheesh, ok… I was just trying to help out a sister. Anyway, babe, you’re ready to go to lunch?” She said, then grabbed Miles’s arm and stuck it right into her much-longer cleavage. Miles shivered and closed his eyes. He just couldn’t keep them open with all that physical and verbal stimulation. He was a wind-blow away from creaming his underwear.
“Yyyyyyyeahhhhhhhh…”, he barely managed to say.
“Great!” She said with a smile, looked straight into Scarlett’s eyes and made Miles’s entire arm disappear within her cleavage by pushing her own arms against her boobs.
“Oh god…” Miles groaned lowly.
“Have a great day, Harlet”, she chirped and walked with Miles’s arm deep in her cleavage away from her.
“It’s SCARLETT!!!!!!!!!!!!” she screamed at her back. But it was already too late. The enamored couple was walking away from her.
Scarlett was left there standing alone, her back turned to her group of girls. She was seething, raging, panting heavily, fire burning in her eyes, her fists clenched so hard it blocked the blood to her palms. Never in her life has she been so humiliated. The things she imagined doing to Hailey right now would make psychopaths blush.
“You know…”, Gretchen said idly to Scarlett and popped a balloon with her gum. “I think she’s right. Her boobs do look real, actually.”
Scarlett turned 180 like she wanted to snap her neck, then screamed at her: “Gretchen, do you ever just SHUT. THE FUCK. UP???????????????”
Gretchen quietly smiled to herself with satisfaction.