Long ago I heard a rumour online that there was a certain area of the city where the women were mainly busty and the minimum size was a G cup, so one day I decided to take a bus ride I don't normally take.
The ride itself was fairly unassuming. I looked at other passengers and none of them seemed particularly busty. None of them got off at the stop in the area either. When I got off I walked around but didn't find much...
That was until I came across some community event. I decided to gatecrash and I got in easily. There at last my eyes went wide as I saw busty women everywhere!
They were the biggest women I had seen in a long time. Just walking around in casual wear, jiggling like it was the most normal, natural thing in the world. In my part of the city they covered themselves in shapeless ponchos. Here they wore tight t-shirts and sweaters that had words wrapped and stretched around their tits. It was amazing.
They were extremely friendly too! Very outgoing and they made me feel very welcome. They brushed off me a lot too and it was wonderful. In fact it was too much so and I was in a happy stupor for the rest of the afternoon.
By the time evening came I was swimming in a sea of huge breasts as one thing lead to another, but I had to go home. They made sad sounds as I was leaving and made me promise to visit them and even stay with them!
I felt good on the bus ride home. I mulled over the offers in my head as I looked at the red evening sky and decided I'll definitely come back someday.
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