When I was twelve years old it felt good to be the at the top of the school. I was finally bigger than all the other kids so no one messed with me. I had some confidence too so I was able to chat with the girls without any shyness.
But then I graduated and met the big girls at my new school. And boy, they were BIG. They towered over me once again. Some of them were even old enough to drive. Most of all though, I was completely unprepared for how big their breasts were.
They were massive. They wobbled around as they walked and I couldn't imagine how they didn't lose balance and fall over. One of the girls approached me with a big friendly smile. "Hey you made it! I promised your brother I'd look after you!" she said and hugged me into her massive soft bosom. My brother had just graduated from here. He was a lot more confident than me and I looked up to him. I thought I was getting some of that confidence but then I graduated and now, here I was, my face nestled in between this girl's breasts, welcoming me to my new school.
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