Memetic breast obsession

Natalie was still a virgin. Being perpetually shy too she had in fact never had a partner, let alone kissed anyone before. Except for that one time some douche in school did it to her as a bet, but as far as Natalie is concerned that obviously doesn't count as a 'first kiss'. If it did, being kissed goodnight by your mom might as well qualify. No - Natalie considered herself as chaste as could be. Frankly she wasn't even that interested in others in that way. Sure she had seen a hot guy out on the streets before, but the idea of trying to chat someone up was simply beyond her. She didn't have the time anyways, not when she needed to tend to the horses on her virtual stable at home.

Yes. Virtual stable. That was what she spent most of her time doing when not studying or hanging out with her limited pool of friends. Making sure that her virtual horses were fed and groomed to perfection in what was clearly marketed to be a kids game. She obviously didn't care. It gave her joy and helped stave off the hunger she had for one day starting her own farm outside of the city. In 10 months time she'd be done with her studies and could hopefully get a job as a farmhand, or as staff at a zoo. As long as it involved animals and earned her money that she could save to achieve her ultimate goal.

These were the reasons for why nobody had ever seen Natalie naked. Except for her parents and occasional sibling whilst she was growing up of course. After puberty however, she had managed to avoid ever being gazed upon thanks to her shyness and sedentary lifestyle. Frankly she also aimed to keep it this way. So when Fyre, (what a ridiculous and obviously self-given name) her newly minted hippie friend from class, suggested that Natalie should come join her for nude modeling at a local arts club, one can imagine her reaction.

- You want me to...model...nude?
- Yeah! It's fun. You get to feel all vulnerable, but in a strangely empowering way. I usually close my eyes and concentrate to let myself become one with my yonic pow-...
- Okay!
- Okay? Really?

Fyre looked surprise. She didn't expect Natalie to agree so easily.

- No...okay as in...you can stop going on about your...you know...
- My what?
- Your...thing...that word...
- Yoni?

Natalie nodded carefully. She was already embarassed from having this conversation, but too careful to propely let Fyre know that she would prefer for them to swap topics.

- What would you prefer I say? My pussy? My vagina? I find those words have been extremely co-opted by patriarchal expectations on society thanks to pornography and the likes.

Pornography. Natalie had seen some once at her creepy uncles house. It was stacked underneath some magazines in the bathroom. Bulging fake breasts staring her right in the face. Despite the momentary curiosity at the time, Natalie was ultimately disgusted thanks to now being unable to not picture her uncle doing-...that. In a way she kind of agreed with Fyre. Pornography was ridiculous and the world was probably a better place without it. Yet she would prefer if her classmate didn't go off on a feminist tangent in the middle of the hallway. Especially when everyone else could hear them having this already embarassing conversation.

Natalie was dissociating again as her eyes were unfocused, staring directly into fyres face without having heard a word of what she said in the last thirty seconds. Luckily for her the endless tirade of Fyre is suddenly interrupted by Natalies number one saviour, Mia. A short yet surprisingly bullish asian woman who had always been at Natalies side.

- Hey Nat. Ready for lunch!?

Fyre looked down at the asian, her brow furrowing slightly from being interrupted in the middle of another very important speech on society.

- Hey. I was in the middle of explaining to Natalie how capitalistic incentivation structures helps form inherently opressive patterns by using the female gender as a marketable product via pornography.
- Sounds riveting. But me and Nat have our daily lunch date to attend. Alright?

Fyre scoffed and turned on her heel with a final remark before leaving abruptly.

- Whatever. Didn't figure you two to be lesbos...

Natalie wanted to bury her face deep in the sand as the two watched Fyre disappear into the hallway in silence.

- I don't know how you do it Nat. How do you stand there and listen to her? She just loves the sound of her own voice. Besides I bet she's projecting too. About the lesbian thing that is.
- She...she did ask me to....
- Asked you to what?
- Nevermind. Can we please just go eat lunch?

Mia the ever understanding psychology major nodded.

- Of course.