Alicia

“Yo!” Alicia called from the doorway. “What’s hap… pening…?”

I yelped and crossed my arms. I stood frozen and shaking for several seconds, my eyes locked on Alicia’s. The draft was a lot colder now, and goosebumps grew over my skin.

Why did these things keep happening to me?

“Whoa,” Alicia said quietly. “I didn’t think you could even wear a bra.”

“Alicia!” I said, blushing.

Alicia laughed and raised her hands. “You’re the one showing off your underwear, Hello Kitty.”

My face burned. “I… wanted to be thorough,” I muttered.

“Besides, you can’t blame me for being surprised.” Alicia casually strolled up, leaning against the laundry machine. “You can pass as a boy any day.”

“Yeah, yeah. Don’t remind me.”

Alicia laughed and clapped a hand on my shoulder. “I think you’re cute, though.” She started fingering my training bra. “And pretty sexy.”

“Seriously?” I asked.

“Yeah. Running around naked all the time? You’re so hot.”

As she said the words, Alicia gripped my training bra and pulled it over my head. Air fell over my flat chest, and my nipples stiffened. I gasped, and quickly crossed my arms again.

“Alicia!” I cried.

Alicia laughed and spun around. “Oh, come on! It’s not like you weren’t gonna do it, anyway!”

I glared at her. “Give. Me. Back. My. Bra.”

Alicia cocked her head. Her free hand shifted behind her back. “Which bra?”

“The one in your hand!”

Suddenly, there was a snap, and Alicia’s own breasts jiggled. In an instant, Alicia pulled out her own bra, which put my own bra to shame.

Alicia laughed, and her breasts jiggled more. I stared intently. I had always been obsessed with breasts. Whether it was because of my own budding bisexuality or because I lacked any of my own, I couldn’t tell. Maybe both.

“This C-cup?” she asked, raising her own bra. “Or this one?”

“THAT one!” I said, trying to dodge the question.

Alicia frowned in confusion. “Which size?”

I didn’t respond.

“Come on,” Alicia said. “We won’t be alone forever.”

My face was burning again. The last thing I wanted was to be known as the college girl who still wore training bras, but Alicia was right. I was lucky that there was only one person here with me.

What was I to do?