Chapter 3

Thursday finally came, my second full day with monstrous breasts. I got up in plenty of time to go to school and I was hot from the night before. My dreams had been filled with explicate acts fueled by my actions in the store the day before.

I'd never woken up so horny in my life; of course, I'd never given a man a blowjob before either. I stepped into the shower and I felt the urge to read down to my nether-regions. The warm water falling over my body only turned me on and in no time I had a pair of fingers running the length of my pussy. I slipped one in and then later a second as I worked closer and closer to climax. I moaned loudly as I my body tumbled into orgasm.

Now I was running late. I'd have to just dress quickly, grab something to eat, and run. For the day I chose some shorts and, without really thinking, the shirt and bra I'd worn to show off for the man at the store the day before.

I arrived just in time for Math and it actually went exactly like the day before. The guys were all just as fascinated with my tits as they had been the day before. I did wonder just how long they could keep up this kind of attention before their eyes began to wander for other girls or if they'd always be this fascinated with my cleavage. I guess I sort of hoped for the latter. The three guys who'd spoken to me the day before came up to me after class and asked if I'd been feeling any better. Of course, I told them I was. I had to get to class so the conversation didn't get very far; however, I learn the names of my three first period admirers were named Jeff, George, and Mike.

Today in gym we were playing volleyball. I have to say the sports bra made everything a whole lot more bearable, not that playing volleyball would be as hard on my chest as run. It was still a whole lot more enjoyable.

"Hey, I'm Anne," the girl said in the locker room. She was one of the girls who'd been staring at me yesterday with longing eyes. I felt kind of awkward being topless in front of her.

"Hi, Anne, I'm Sarah." I smiled as best I could but it was still a little strange to have a girl I was sure was a lesbian talking to me.

"I'm sorry but... are they... you know, real?" she asked. I couldn't believe she would ask. My hesitation made her glance drop to her feet.

"No, I'm sorry. They're real," I said. Even though I wasn't comfortable with it, I didn't really want to make the poor girl feel bad.

Her hand reached out towards them and I froze up again, "can I?..." I didn't fight it and her hand came to rest on my breast. I felt her hand cup my mammories and lift. She was looking for scars! She gave them a squeeze, which elicited a moan on my part. "Wow, they really are real. You're a lucky girl."

I was turned on now; my nipples were hard as diamond; and this was all because of a girl! That was all very surprising, but it couldn't last. We'd drawn positively the attention of every last girl in the room.

"It was nice meeting your Anne. Maybe we can talk some other time, but I've got to get dressed."

When I got to lunch I was already the talk of the town as the newest lesbian on school grounds. The tale was recounted to me as soon as I sat down at the table. Apparently the whole scene in the locker room ended when Anne put her hands down my pants, toyed with my sex, and left a racy note. I have to say my real life was far less interesting so far but strangely my reputation wasn't trashed. All the guys at the table seemed even more interested in me. Apparently they were egged on by the though of me and another girl making out and having sex.

Bianca was fuming, I could tell. She didn't speak a word to me that period without it sounding pointed. I felt kind of bad, but I had all the guys' attention and that was good enough for me. 'She was just jealous, ' I told myself. 'She'll come around eventually to the new me.' And believe me, I was climbing the social ladder almost as fast as these breasts had burst out of my shirt only a few days earlier.

I did take a beating though that day. Tales of my rampant lesbianism were everywhere and by the end of the day there were many additional stories about my sorted sexual history. I guess I kind of felt sorry for defaming Bessie and all of the other girls before her with the rest of the crowd but the truth is I wasn't being defamed. Sure all the girls might have been taken aback by the thought of two girls together, you I'll be anything some of them opened up to the possibility in college, but the men seemed universally aroused by it. After all, I guess it is every man's fantasy to be with two girls and probably none of them had realized that so early in their sexual lives.

The most amazing thing happened because of all of this attention though. That evening I received two phone calls from guys I kind of knew seeing if I was doing anything this weekend. I had been invited to two different parties! I couldn't believe it. I'd never been the type of girl with which guys would want to come over and have a good time. I guess in the excitement of it all I agreed to go to both parties.

The following day at school things began to calm down a little, but my first period admirers were still doting as the previous days. I guess the real highlight of the morning was going to gym. I knew it was going to be something of an adventure since my supposed lesbian partner, or one of them, was in that class. I also knew I probably should talk to her even if that means that the rumors would whip into a frenzy again.

Today was another running day and after a stirring speech by Humberg, we went about the task we could have easily done without his cheerleading. I've got to admit I wasn't moving very fast on account of all the extra weight I'd put on upstairs so inevitably Anne ran by. I didn't notice her the first time she passed me by the second time I managed to get out a "Hi."

She quickly and sprightly replied, "Oh hey Sarah," followed by the usual practice of asking how each other how the other was doing. There was no real forethought put into this conversation so it almost immediately fell into an awkward silence.

"I'm really not sure what to say to you Anne, but... I don't know, I guess I'm just curious about you," I said to fill some of the void. I'm not sure if it came out exactly how I would have liked in a perfect world but she seemed happy that I was talking to her. "Maybe now's not the best time, you know... with everyone watching like they are. Maybe we can go to the mall sometime and get to know each other a little better."

I remember how wrong that sounded leaving my lips. I'd just really said something that could so easily be misconstrued that I'm sure she heard just what she wanted to hear. She smiled at me, I'm not sure in a normal way, and said, "I don't have anything to do after school today."

I couldn't back out and I couldn't believe how quickly this was going. I offered to meet her there and she asked if I could drive. Apparently she was a sophomore and hadn't gotten her drivers license just yet so we arranged to meet at my car after school.

Once again the story was massively overblown by the time I got to lunch only an hour or so later. The boys filled me in that kind of inquisitive sort of way that told me just what they'd heard and I gathered that most of the hour in gym people had been saying I was making out with Anne somewhere on the bleachers. Their wide eyed and wanting expressions on their face said everything they were thinking. They found the whole affair intensely arousing.

I hardly noticed that Bianca and Katie had retreated with their boyfriends to another table to avoid the popularity frenzy that surrounded me. I kind of felt bad about that but I still wasn't about to be bothered by it. I still believed that they would come around eventually.

I survived the rest of the day. Tell you the truth I was getting used to all of the attention and occasionally could still zone out in class. The other students in the class always seemed to have difficulty concentrating. I could still feel them staring at me but I didn't really do anything about it.

I think by the time the final period bell rang I was actually looking forward to really meeting Anne. I mean in the minds of all of my classmates I was already a raving lesbian so it couldn't hurt at all to at least meet the girl. I wasn't a lesbian so I had nothing to fear anyway.

She was at my car when I arrived, looking as sprite as ever. "Hey Sarah," she giggled. I couldn't help but smile back when being greeted so warmly.

We both got in the car and drove off to the mall. "So what do you like to do Anne?" I asked her.

She instantly blushed, "Oh I don't do a whole lot other than go to school, study, and hang out with a couple of my friends. I'm not exactly a social starlet like you are. I guess its really pretty funny that I'm even hanging out with you today."

"Oh I'm not a social starlet," I laughed. Could she be serious? I mean a week ago I was basically in Anne's position, give or take a few rungs on the social ladder, but more or less just in the middle. I know I'd moved up a little since then just because of my looks but I couldn't believe that I would be at the top just yet. I mean how could I? I didn't really earn anything or make any new friends.

She smiled at me, "Sure you are; everyone wants you."

I immediately wondered if that included her. Of course I assumed she did but then I also kind of discounted it because she was so much like me in a way. I mean in the social respect.

"I don't know, anyway... I used to play soccer when I was younger and I really like volleyball in class and I read a lot," she continued, shrugging at that last bit. She really was like me though. I fit that exact description, though I have to admit my masturbation was way up and my reading was way down. These past few days I hadn't even picked up a book. I'd have to make a mental note to stop being so irresponsible or I might start failing courses.

We arrived at the mall where just before I had been and started walking its length, as we would do many times that day I'm sure. Between the two of us there was a good deal of window-shopping. The first place we stopped was a little candle place. Of course neither of us had any intention of buying anything but it was still always nice to go into the rich smelling environment and pick up each candle and sample its aroma. We both picked out our favorite. I have to admit I'm a sucker for Gardenia while she a strawberry-vanilla candle as her personal favorite.

We continued walking the length of the mall until we came to a store I really didn't want to go in and much to my dismay it was just this store into which Anne meandered, turned and said, "Come on, Sarah, lets have a look around." As I entered the store my face turned beat red. Behind the counter was the same guy who had been working there yesterday. He caught sight of me almost the moment I walked through the entrance of the store.

Anne and I sailed between the islands of clothing, commenting to each other on the cuteness or hideousness of each outfit. Of course this was all kind of silly since just yesterday I had been in here.

"Oh, this is cute. I just love these frayed ends," she giggled. She was at the very rack of short skirts that the man behind the counter had me try on the day before.

"Oh, I like them too!" I added. This was God punishing me, I was sure! It was all too embarrassing for words.

"Would you like me to wrap one up for you?" the cute guy asked.

'Oh the nerve!' my mind screamed. How could this be happening? "No, no thanks. I think I have a skirt like this already."

"Really? I bet you look great in it. I'd really like to see that," Anne giggled.

"Maybe I'll show you it, but lets get out of here. We've got more things to look at," I quickly replied. I had to get out of here and quick. I'd have done anything. I couldn't take this kind of internal humiliation. I don't know if Anne noticed how embarrassed I was or how that guy was playing with me. I certainly hoped she didn't.

The next place we went was a bath and body shop. These were always great fun, kind of like the candle store but with the added goodness of being able to smear it all over your body and then smell pretty yourself. I knew I couldn't buy anything so I just hung out and tried out some of the lotion as Anne bought some lotion of her own and some exquisite smelling bubble bath.

"Oh, Victoria Secret!" she bubbled.

"You don't go to the mall very much do you?" I asked, laughing at her perpetual giddiness.

"No, not really. I'm no social queen remember," she said grabbing my hand and pulling me into the sea of lingerie. "Oh this stuff is so sexy! It kind of makes we wish I had someone to show it off to so I could have a reason to buy it, you know?!"

"Oh, I guess so. I don't have anyone either though," I replied grazing my finger along the smooth material of a bra I'd perused the day before.

"You can't be serious," Anne sound shocked. She still looked me with disbelief as I nodded back to her. "Hm... well that can't last forever... I bet its hard to find a good bra in your size. I can't help but be anything but completely average," she continued while measuring out her breasts and sticking them out towards me.

I was really speechless. "Oh well... hey this is cute!" She held up something lacy. "Come on, lets try it on!" she spat. I was dragged into a changing room with her. Her top flew off almost instantly and without any hesitation or embarrassment because I was there, unlatched her bra. I guess when her breasts came into view; I didn't shy away from looking at them and the cute little nipples at the peaks of each of her young mounds.