By bus - a normal line

You just barely manage to catch a bus to the centre and you get on it relieved - you won't be very late. You stand in the middle of the crowded bus and start chewing on your apple.

***

Well, the world sure has changed. The tall buildings made of glass and stone, the carts roaming the clean streets without horses... until I manage to reach her consciousness, there sure will be a lot of surprises. For now I look for opportunity to reinforce my work.

It's not that difficult, because women seem to have much bigger chests these days... Moreover, I'm in luck - at the first stop, a really busty girl boards the bus. She looks different than most of the others - her cloths are dark and torn, her hair pink and short, and she has at least 4 piercings I can see at first glance. Her mouth is moving, as if she was constantly eating and chewing something, and some strange noise comes from the little round things she put over her ears. She's wearing a black leather jacket with pink "PUNK" written across the back. How appropriate. I make sure you notice the size of her boobs... and I do my best to reinforce the feeling of inferiority she feels towards any girl with larger bust. So basically any girl above the age of 14.

***

The punk girl stands next to you and you can't help but glance at her ample cleavage. Just once.

Well, twice...

How come she has so big udders and you're so flat? That's so unfair. How annoying it must be to have such a large rack... her back must be killing her...How would it feel like to have breasts large enough to bounce with every move... Big enough to makes guys drool... and girls too.

You blink and realize you have stopped chewing your apple and you're staring at the girl's chest as she watches you back with a wicked grin. "See anything you like, dyke?" she asks, loud enough for the people nearby to hear. Your cheeks turn red and you look away. "N-no... I'm sorry, ma'am".

Oh god. Did you just call this punk skank "ma'am"? Why would you do that? She's obviously beneath you... I mean, sure, her breasts are awesome but-

You lost the train of thought when the girl comes closer, her large bosom pressing against your flat chest. "Go on, cup a feel... I don't mind" She provokes you, quite sure you'd get more embarrassed. And you do... but you find yourself yearning to obey her command... You want to feel the pleasant softness of her breast, softness you never experienced before. Your cheeks are burning and your panties start to feel damp. You see your hand reaching forward, and a spark of surprise in the girl's eye... You're almost there when the bus stops at your stop and you need to leave. You utter a quiet. "I'm sorry, ma'am" and leave the bus, your knees shaking.