Walk of shame?

“DEVA D CUPS!” A group of guys yelled from across the street. That damn stigma video has basically turned you into an over night celebrity on campus.

“Girl, embrace it! You’re one of the hottest freshman. You can run this place if you play your cards right.” Maddie say from the other side jack, who basically looks like a god with his arms around us.

“She’s right D cup, be proud of what you are. The best pair of tits on campus” Jack said teasing you. God, he’s such a jerk thinking only with this dick. You wish it were Chad walking us instead.

You guys arrive at the sorority house. Maddie invites Jack in to give you a chance to change cloths before.

“Hey slut!” Victoria greets you walking into your room as you search your new wardrobe for anything with decent coverage. “I’m proud of you, baby sis! Who knew you had it in you! Challenging Maddie to a dick sucking race?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t be shy, Jack just forwarded me the video. Wanna see?”

“Not right now, I have class” you mutter mortified over what’s become of your life.

“You can’t wear that. APO have a reputation to protect” taking away the only baggy hoodie you have. “Here”. She hands you a shorts and an APO tube top barely big enough to cover your growing tits. “Come on D Cup flaunt what you got!”

“Victoria, my tits won’t fit in that!”

“Hmm maybe, you do look bigger, D cup. I’m getting jealous of those things. Seeing what those pills did for you I’m sure rest of the girls will call daddy!”

You roll you eyes and accept accept your fate of a tight form fitting shirt, still not used to bra you go without not realizing the material is stretch out to the point of seeing your nipples “whatever i have class to get too.”

You instantly regret going braless going down the stair and Jack was quick to comment “now I understand why those delta kappa kappa’s are into those weird Japanese characters. Those things fucking bounce! Let’s go D cup we’re going to be late”