Flat Frannie was the nerdiest girl at friendsgiving. She didn't even know why she showed up. Everyone just picked on her, shoved their low cut tops in her face and laughed at how flat she was. She tried to tell them that yeah she was flat, but she was smart, people would respect her more too, but all they would talk about is how her tits would never compare to theirs. Nerdy Frannie and her no tits was just going to have to live with being unloved and unwanted.
The girls gabbed and ate all night long and it came to the wishbone, all the girls primped and prodded themselves as if they were getting ready for a date. A lot of them adjusted their fat breasts in their ginormous bras. They were trying out to see who was going up against Frannie, they all had their wishes and they knew Frannie with her terrible luck would pluck the short bone so she was going to be on the other side of who ever won their little mini Rock Paper Scissors Tournament.
Frannie watched as they shook their fists and consequently, their tits in battle. She couldn't help but drool a little. No better than a man she thought to herself. It came down to Tittie Tiffany and Frannie.
Frannie grabbed the end of the wishbone and Titanic Tittie Tiffany grabbed the other Frannie closed her eyes and began to wish as hard as she could. She heard a snap and it was swiftly followed by “Holy Shit!” Frannie opened her eyes one at a time. She looked at the end of her arm She had a bigger piece in her hand. She WON!
He posture deflated. Her breathe seemed to be knocked out of her. The girls seemed to feel the same thing. Succulent Sally was the first to scream, Then Triple D Donna. Titanic Tittie Tiffany was last but not far behind they were all screaming, but Frannie, Frannie was moaning. Her body was on fire, Euphoria was exploding out of every pore of her chest, she didn't know what the others were screaming about. Her body felt good, oh so good, even if her top was feeling a bit constrictive. She looked down and saw why, her chest it was growing, swelling ballooning out. The other girls were screaming and she was watching between waves of pleasure as their chests were dwindling right in front of her. Their bras looking comically large on them as Her top was bursting open and her chest was swelling into a bodacious set of bazongas.
The Girls were all yelling at each other and pointing at their disappointing chests, but Frannie was screaming a different tune, one of OH GOD FUCK YES! As she stripped the rest of her torn top off. Her Tits were massive, and Magnificent.
“What the fuck did you wish for!?” The girls screamed at Frannie and she just looked at them, looking sexy as fuck.
“I just wished we could all understand what it's like to be the other person, and yeah I get it, I am hot shit now, and you Are NOT!”