Meh. That's kid stuff.

You scoff. "Triple D's? Really? I thought you were gonna say something impressive."

Sadie gives you a weird look. "Huh? What do you mean?"

"Triple D's is like a good start. I thought you wanted to be big. Really big."

"I do. It's just... I mean... you don't think it's weird?"

You shake your head. "There's this one pornstar Terry is obsessed with, she's got like M cups. They're like the size of her head."

Sadie just stares. It's not a look of surprise, but rather one of calm intrigue. "Go on."

You stare at her, sharing her gaze. She's completely OK with it. You're sure of it.

"...yeah... she uh... got them done a few years ago and..."

"Oh. Implants." Sadie rolled her eyes. "Bags of silicone are gross. They can explode and get you sick. Not interested."

"But.. you..."

"Fakers." Sadie said, fist clenched. "That's all they are. They pale in comparison to women born with huge glorious tits. The way they bounce they way they move... it's just amazing."

A smile comes to your lips. "You sound like you're an expert."

"Huh? Oh... I..." Sadie blushes. "A little. Yeah. I always hoped the boob fairy would just fly in and just dump the whole bag on me you know? I just wanted to wake up smothered by huge tits. Man... you probably think I'm weird."

"Not at all. Natural tits that big are are awesome but very rare... but I wonder if you can call tits inflated by magic 'natural'.

That gets her attention.