All About Titties

"Okay, now that you all know The First Rule, I think it’s high time you all took your tops off so I can see what we have to work with this year," Professor! Lords declared.

Vanessa blushed furiously. She wasn’t exactly gifted up top. And now her favorite teacher was asking to see her boobs! She wanted to obey; NEEDED to obey. But she also didn't want to disappoint her professor, and how could her tiny titties NOT disappoint?

Especially when she was there between Sophia with her C-cups and Lily wit her Double D's?

An Asian girl to her left raised her hand. Her top was already neatly folded on her desk. She wore a tiny white cotton bra. She didn’t have much in there, but it was probably more than Vanessa had.

"Yes, Miko?" Professor Lords asked.

"Should we take off our bras too, Professor?" She asked.

"Most definitely, Miko," he said. "I need you all nude from neck to waist. But more importantly, all you B.I.T.s need to stop wearing bras unless specifically instructed to by a faculty member."

Vanessa blushed harder. Padding her bra in high school had been the only way she'd ever been able to convince boys to pay attention to her. Though she had stopped doing it. She couldn’t remember why. Something about feminism? No, she shouldn't think about that too hard!

She took a deep breath, swallowed, and stripped to the waist. Her nipples hardened in the cool air of the classroom. At least that was something. They were small but VERY responsive.

"Good Girls!" Professor Lords said, making Vanessa’s nipples even harder. "No look around at your classmates' tits. What do you notice about them?"

Vanessa looked to Sophia's first, the olive-skinned hemispheres crowned with dark nipples that showed Vanessa was inferior even in that department.

She turned to Lily, the blonde's massive jugs dwarfing her own by comparison.

Behind her there were a couple black girls, one of whom was even bigger than Lily. It was so unfair! There was a redhead behind them who's freckled titties might have been as small as Vanessa’s, but it was hard to tell for sure.

"Now, girls, what do all of your titties have in common?" Professor Lords asked.

The class was silent as the B.I.T.s pondered this koan, carefulto follow the first rule and not think about it too hard.

"They’re all entirely too small," their teacher informed them. "You've all got really tiny titties."

Lily gasped, looking down at her double Ds.

"He's right!" She exclaimed. "I'm so tiny! Why did I ever think these were too big?"

"I'm practically flat-chested!" Sophia lamented.

Vanessa sighed. The professor was right, of course. They were all to small. And she was probably the smallest of all!

"But don't despair, my dear little B.I.T.s! " Professor Lords told them. "Part of your bimbo education is bimbo nutrition! Every thing you’re given to eat and drink on campus is specially formulated to build up your titties! That’s one of the reasons you need to avoid wearing bras. You'll all be gaining at least a cup size per week. Some of you that really apply yourselves will gain much more than that."

Vanessa bit her lower lip and took in a sharp breath. Was there hope for her? Professor Lords winked at her and she quivered, her nipples buzzing. She was so going to apply herself!

"So, our first class is over and you have 90 minutes for lunch before your next class," the teacher told them. "Put your tops back on and enjoy what the campus food services has to offer. Any of you who have restricted your calories in the past need to stop it. Your titties are all much to small. I expect notable expansion by the end of the week from all of you. Class dismissed."

The B.I.T.s put their tops back on, chattering with each other about how cute the professor was and how much they wanted bigger titties. As Vanessa started to follow Sophia and Lily out of the classroom, she felt a masculine hand on her shoulder.

She gasped. Professor Lords was touching her!

"Vanessa? " he said as she looked up at him with adoring eyes. "I expect really big things from you this semester. Get a milkshake with lunch."

He glanced at her inadequate chest.

"Hell, get two. And ask them to spike them," he advised.

"Yes Sir, Professor Lords!" Vanessa said. "I will! Thank you!"

"Good Girl," he said, dropping his hand down to give her ass a squeeze.

Vanessa staggered after her friends and classmates, her legs like gelatin, her head spinning.