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... ts were something to be pitied?
I had worked hard.
I drank soy milk, I drank normal milk, I ate cheese, I wore a night bra, I did breast exercises, I even did naughty things with myself secretly. I tried lots and lots of things. But it was no good. I remained tiny. All that effort, unrewarded.
But it’s okay. I noticed. I noticed.
If the people who think I have small breasts go away, I won’t be small-breasted anymore.
If the people who look at me with pity ...
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