Everybody Loves Large Chests Novels & Stories

Havermouth, Present Time Raiding the MegaStore was a brief period of light-hearted fun that they all needed Aislen thought as they raced each other through the aisles of the store with their oversized shopping trolleys, tossing in anything that caught their eyes, from sleeping bags and memory-foam pillows, to oversized bags of snack-sized chocolate and slabs of soft drink. “Heath’s going to hate these,” Cameron said as he picked through the denim, tossing jeans into his trolley. “But there isn’t exactly a large range. Huge quantity in every size and color, but it’s all the same basic design.”

My eyes widened as the realization hit me. "Oh no, I completely forgot," I muttered, quickly shuffling a stack of files to hide my embarrassment. "It's cool. At least you still have plenty of time to get ready," he said, offering a reassuring smile. I glanced down at my stiff corporate outfit and sighed. There was absolutely no way I was going out for the evening dressed in a restrictive blouse and pencil skirt that hugged my curves too tightly for comfort. Being a plus-size woman, I was always hyper-aware of how clothing sat on my body, and the thought of spending a romantic evening trapped in suffocating office wear made me uneasy. As if he was reading my exact thoughts, Jade spoke again.

God, I've been trying for the past fifteen minutes. "Specifically?" King asks my best friend, jotting down notes as he takes a bite of his muffin. I wrap my arm around Willow as she says, "That I love my body just the way it is. I have small breasts, no curves, love handles, and a bit of a belly. 'Chubby' isn't a derogatory term, and their hatred won't change who I am." Lennox and Seth start clapping in genuine appreciation. Can we take that back?

"April has a pair of all natural 34D's" "Yeah like I said small." "I guess you must like them real big huh if you think 34D is small." He can't believe he is about to confess this, but the weed, along with the wine makes it easier than he would have ever thought. "Yeah, well, the bigger the better is my motto I guess." "And what if the bigger means they are fake?" "So what?" he replies with a smile suspecting maybe his mother's large breasts are not real and that is why she is asking.

It never has been, and that simple fact is not about to change. As Nicholas watched her he thought how sweet she looked. And how simple—for all her expensive clothes and the ludicrously large necklace which completely dwarfed her slender neck . Whereas the other women had the definition of gym-worked muscle, which rippled rather unattractively against the silks and chiffons, Loveth’s physique came from birth.He could feel how hard she tried not to look at him.

"Mm-hmm. You're right. Your bust is one size larger than mine!" Xante was unfazed and immediately touched Corinne's chest to gauge her bust size. She then comforted her by saying, "Don't be anxious, boss. Your chest will grow again when you deliver your baby!" Corinne shook her head. "No, thanks! I'm very happy with my B cup. Big chests only look attractive when it's on other people. If it's too big, it'll become a burden to me!" Xante nodded as she fully agreed. "You're right. You already have a great figure with the golden ratio. It's neither too big nor small, it's just perfect!"

Jacob checks the girl's outfit as he makes a disgusted look on his face and shakes his head in disappointment. "That's just disgusting" "What is?" Aaron asked "That guy holding hands with that big marshmallow walking into the store" "Okay,so? What's wrong with a guy being with a plus size woman?" "She have like two big rolls in her back" "And??" "That's disgusting! He should want to be with a thick girl,or a thin fit girl.Not fat turkey with tree trunks as thighs" "Size shouldn't matter when it comes to love.Actually,it shouldn't matter at all" Aaron said as he crossed his arms.

“It might be something intimate.” “Heavens, I hope not,” her mother chirped. “The last thing I want to see is lingerie a man has bought one of my children.” “Well, I want to see something good. Open it,” Chelsea insisted. She was acting like an overzealous, curious child. “Don’t you have a son to attend to?” Caitlin asked sharply. “No, he’s with his other grandmother, now open it. I don’t care if there is a two-year supply of edible underwear in that box. Open it,” Chelsea demanded. “Edible . . . Oh, good heavens,” their mother said as she put her hand on her forehead.

She loved how he responded to her. “Do you know how really beautiful you look lying like this?” Creighton asked, setting down next to her, resting the box across her tummy. “You have an amazing body and I love playing with it.” “What did you buy?” she asked with a blush. “Open it,” he told her and watched her sit up, unwrapping the brown paper from the box. Inside was a small wooden treasure chest with a heart shaped golden lock, the key hanging on a string. “What do we have?” she asked, unlocking the box and lifting out a package with a naked woman on the front, her arms bound in a black band in front of her naked torso.

Natasha had a small frown as she thought over the question. "Now that I think, I have never seen you wear pink." She said. "Exactly. I didn't like that dress. No offense to grandpa. On the other hand, I loved your dress. It was red and I love red. That's my favourite colour." She said with a smile. "About the camp gifts, do you know I have a mini fridge in my apartment which is filled with chocolate. I am obsessed with chocolate. That day, I wished so bad that I would get those chocolates but I didn't. I cried all day and at last dad bought me a lot of chocolate." Sarah said with a small chuckle, making Natasha look at her with widened eyes.