Pamela's curse

Pamela felt cursed. She had wide hips, common in women from her heritage. And, for some unfortunate reason, she couldn't stay as thin as she wanted. Diet, exercise, it didn't matter. No matter what, her short body was covered in a soft and healthy layer of fat.

You might think that one perk of her plumpness would be her bust. But no, despite her weight gain, it never grew. B cups was all she had, and they weren't even that perky! Okay, there might even be an argument they were A cups. She truly felt cursed to be utterly pear shaped. She knew she had a beautiful face, great hair and style... but why couldn't she have a nice C cup? Her mother was a DD for gods sake! But no, the booby gene had skipped her...