Mulan Boobs Novels & Stories

Again. "Why don't you just ask me my size? It's not the first time you did that! Beth said you bought undergarments online and none of those even matched my size because it was completely smaller than me!" She began to speak out. "But one thing is for sure, you love girls who have bigger boobs and a skinny body!" I groaned on to the topic she was trying to open. "Where is this conversation going, Mariana? What are you saying?" Her eyes were scorching with fire. She looks like an angelic looking dragon who's willing to fight back and gets the answer she wanted.

But she now eyed Orbin with interest: Marvelling at his huge well carved blueish muscular body. Orbin felt her eyes resting on him and he looked towards her: Surprised at Mahali’s boldness and noticing the beautiful blue face for the first time. He realized that she may be a girl but she was already a woman; almost a fully grown Succubus. Her breasts were swollen and ample, held in place by an external tan leather riding bra. Behind the external bra she wore a white silk (bodice); a tight black riding pants hugged her shapely waist and legs, complemented by a pair of black long leather riding boots. She was 18 years old.

I liked them small enough to fill my palm. Just like… No! Remember that's what you need to take your mind off. The girl who I still didn't know her name started unzipping the blouse slowly, biting down her lower lip as she walked closer to me. The zip finally came undone and her breasts sprang free from the confinement. They were big, like two medium sized watermelons, soft and they bounced off her chest at the sudden contact. She smiled at me as she whined her waist, touching her breasts and pouring her lips. I threw a glass of the drink past my lips.

There is no need to pad them out. “I … we need to change your body shape a little too,” she hands them to me as I let out a sigh, scratching my head. I don’t know. I can’t see how this will help me be in disguise. “Won’t this just draw more attention?” I ask as I put one in, almost folding over in laughter, as one boob is double the size of the other. Elara laughs too as I add in the other. I look down, unable to see my feet now from my breasts.

Melissa didn't know her PA was a lesbian. *************** Melissa looked at her mirror image as she was getting dressed. She viewed her profile, then her ass, and then she smiled. She was hot. She'd lost 20 lbs and she loved her new figure. All of a sudden she didn't have that layer of fat, but her body was toned and her tummy was flat. Unfortunately it had affected her boobs. Where she used to wear D-cups she now only needed C-cups, but the good news was that they weren't sagging much. At the age of 33, having given birth twice, she still had remarkably firm tits, something she thanked her genes for. Her mother still had very firm boobs for a 60-year old so Melissa looked forward to the fut

It’s all yours. "Now my little bunny has exposed everything, her soft body, her petite curves. Her breasts aren't too big or too small, just right. She's so tiny I could throw her with one arm if I wanted to. God, nothing turns me on more than a 5’0 woman. And looking at myself, standing tall at 6’7, built with defined muscles I maintain only for Melisa, it drives me insane."

Softer. My chest tightens, not with muscle but, oh shit, boobs? I collapse, gasping, and when I open my eyes, Ardyn, Kaelen, and Zane are staring, jaws dropped. I look down. No more Cillian’s lean, chiseled frame. Instead, curves, my curves. My real body: softer hips, breasts straining against a too-tight shirt (Cillian’s, comically oversized now), and no cock, just the familiar warmth of my female core.

Melissa looked at her mirror image as she was getting dressed. She viewed her profile, then her ass, and then she smiled. She was hot. She'd lost 20 lbs and she loved her new figure. All of a sudden she didn't have that layer of fat, but her body was toned and her tummy was flat. Unfortunately it had affected her boobs. Where she used to wear D-cups she now only needed C-cups, but the good news was that they weren't sagging much. At the age of 33, having given birth twice, she still had remarkably firm tits, something she thanked her genes for. Her mother still had very firm boobs for a 60-year old so Melissa looked forward to the future.

Kelly repeated. “It’s a machine one of the other guys modified after a lot of study,” Janet replied. “It’s been developed to strengthen the muscles that support the breasts. As you’ve probably guessed, we’re not allowed to wear bras. We don’t even own any, anymore. My tits are now about double-D, and are always heavy with milk. My muscles supporting them really get a workout.” She began to work the machine as the girls watched. As the large LED counter passed 75, she was visibly slowing. At that point a man entered the room. He was about six feet two and very well built. Janet gasped out an introduction: “This is my husband, Brian.”

I said. "Whatever, meet the ladies," Alanna said, peeling her red bra away from her chest and showing off her large, perky breasts. They were big, round and firm, her nipples a dull pink and pointing out proudly. On anyone else I would have guessed she had had a boob job they were so perky and globular, but I'd known her my entire life and had watched those puppies grow. Her light body hair trailed down her chest and diminished on her tits, her slightly tanned skin puckered with goosebumps. Alanna quickly undid her jean shorts, pushing them down and then spinning in place to show off her matching red lacy thong, full ass beautifully framed. "Oh yeah, and you were all saying I have nice asset