Putting the "B" in Bruin

Chapter 1

*Crack!*

The sound of wood connecting echoes like thunder in the thawing winter air. Flying off the bat, the ball is a blur until it is already well out into left field. Sailing over the wall and still going, it is the 12th bomb of this particular batter's afternoon.

Watching it sail into the trees never to be seen again, she smirked a little to herself as she reaches up with a gloved hand to adjust her helmet. Swinging her bat in circles as she digs into the batter's box again, she bends at the knees and draws it back. Underneath that blue batting helmet is a head of auburn colored hair that sits atop a round face complete with thin lips and a button nose. Staring the pitcher down are a pair of hazel eyes that sparkle in the sunlight with determination and boundless confidence.

To her teammates she is a godsend. A prodigy right out of high school, much was lauded about her power at the plate and her abilities on the mound. She also played first base yet her defense wasn't up to snuff, but the coach didn't care. He wanted the best players on his team and he knew he needed a bat in order to get back to the NCAA Championship. Maybe not this year but definitely next. Standing in the dugout the rest of the team watches in awe as the ball flies through the air like a speeding bullet and never even seems to come down until it is about to disappear. Looking from the ball to the batter they all take turns looking at each other, nodding with approval.

The woman standing at the plate is not Goliath, in fact she is about as tall as David. She is also not built like Hercules, but there is no denying the strength and power encased in her frame. Standing 5 foot 6 and tipping the scales at 235 lbs, the freshman is what many would call a BBW, or a big beautiful woman. Her uniform definitely showed it. Despite having small feet, her socks and stirrups expanded over her thick calves and disappeared under a pair of XL sized baseball pants that ballooned over a set of thick thighs. From behind her ass is wide, but flat. A typical white girl butt. Wrapped around her waist is an extra large black leather belt and hanging over it are love handles and a belly, but that is not the only reason why she needs a 2XL top...

Rather it's her sizable breasts.

Big does not begin to adequately describe their size, not even close.

More like planetary.

How they don't get in the way when she swings the bat or plays the field is anyone's guess, but they certainly do make an impression in her uniform top.

Just the act of kicking her foot into the dirt makes them warble and jiggle.

When she swings the bat they sway and when she runs they bounce... A lot.

They are easily the biggest breasts at school and it is something that the woman who possesses them is very aware of.

"Last pitch, make it count." The coach calls out then winds up to throw.

Zeroing in on the pitcher's hand, she squeezes the handle of her bat, the only wooden bat brought to the field, and waits. The moment the ball is released time seems to slow. As the ball comes racing to her at nearly 70 miles an hour and spinning fast, she can see every detail from the scuffs on the ball to each individual lace. Her concentration is so precise that all the sounds in the background are simply gone. Picking up her foot she steps in and unleashes a torrid twist of her hips and whips the bat through the zone with a flash that would impress a major league baseball player. Striking the ball square on the barrel, she finishes with a one-handed follow through and then watches as the ball literally wraps around the barrel before flying away into the sky.

The speed, agility and quickness of her uncoiling made every ounce of fat on her body stretch and barely jiggle. However she acutely felt the stretching of her three bras, one regular and two sports, as her juggernauts stretch and sway trying to break free.

Once the ball is in the air it is only then that she hears her teammates and the sizeable crowd filling the stands of Easton Stadium erupt into rapturous cheers.

"Holy shit..."

"She crushed that one!"

"Did she just send that to the Moon?"

"Wow..."

"Amazing!"

Even though it is February, this is the first practice of the season and while prior teams attracted a few fans, this year the stands were almost jam-packed. Everyone at UCLA wanted to see the phenom in action and today they were not disappointed. This freshman is everything they were promised even if she did not look like the superhero they imagined her to be. Everyone was expecting a six foot something Amazon built like a brick house, so when she arrived on campus back in August and announced her name, everyone was naturally incredulous.

The guys however didn't care. When they saw her and the sweater bombs stretching out her blouse, it didn't matter if she could play softball or not. Here was a girl with a pair of giant fun bags for them to stare at, and for a few of them maybe get a chance to play with! In fact the majority of the fans watching practice today are men and they are not disappointed by the chubby woman with globe sized hooters smashing home runs like it was another day at the office. Beneath that layer of fat is a woman who is strong and has spent years building up her power through weight training and obsessive practice.

The home runs were nice, but the guys spent more time talking about the two bigger balls exploding from her chest.

"Jesus, can you get a load of the size of her tits?"

"Fucking epic man..."

"Like blimps!"

"I would sure love to motorboat those!"

"Now THOSE are puppies!"

"I would love to be her bar of soap."

So when that yellow softball disappeared into the trees beyond the right center field wall, she grins before turning around and facing the fans. Smiling at them, they all are cheering and whooping loudly as she offers them a simple wave then grabs her bra straps and gives them a mighty tug upwards before walking back to the dugout. When she does her massive mammaries bounce gratuitously up and down. The moment she is reunited with her teammates they are all patting her shoulders and her back.

After batting practice the girls take the field and run drills with most of the focus on the freshman and her big swaying, bouncing and jiggling bosoms. When she takes the mound her boobs serve as another distraction as she winds up and throws. Hitting the gun at nearly 75 miles per hour, the blend of speed and breasts cause most of her teammates to swing and miss. It is hard for them to concentrate on the ball when her giant boobs don't stop moving under her top. When she is tapped to play first base her weakness shows. She can barely stretch for the ball and her defense is woefully inadequate. She does look quite hot however because whenever she has to stretch to catch a ball thrown to her, her humongous boobs stick-out proudly! however, it is also the weight of those giant breasts that make her awkward on the field and slow.

When practice is finally over and the girls go back to the locker room to shower and change, it is the first time for many of them to see this young, but highly vaunted and sought-after woman naked. Standing in front of her locker she takes off her cleats and then her pants. Revealing a pair of sliding shorts underneath there is no denying that her legs are thick and fat. Taking off her blouse she reveals a white and blue baseball tee underneath as she hangs it up. Sitting down she's fully peels off her tall socks and stirrups and finally stands up to take off her remaining layers.

All around the rest of the team are getting undressed too, but they are all keeping an eye on the new girl. The girl with the biggest boobs and the girl that all of the guys want and quite a few have already bedded. Looking around, the freshman's hazel eyes lock onto a few of them and with a sparkle she grabs her t-shirt and pulls it up and off. When she does she reveals her lily-white stomach and soft sides, but that is quickly followed up by the biggest sports bra any of them have ever seen. Crossing the t to the bench behind her, she shakes her hair out taking her time. This pose allows her to show off her enormous breasts in all of their glory. As they stick up and out, she patiently slides her fingers through her long hair and only until she is satisfied that she has removed most of the knots does she reach for her sports bras and peel them off.

When she does the entire locker room goes quiet as the biggest and most matronly looking bra they have ever seen is revealed.

For nearly all of them it is the first time they have ever seen a 38K cup bra and none question the style or the coverage when the massive contents cupped inside are still jiggling and warbling long after those sports bras were taken off.

The bra is so big that not one ounce of the freshman's breasts are exposed at all.

Bending over as she pushes down her sliding pants, none of them are remotely disgusted by the little white thong covering her crotch and pinching into her soft hips. In fact many of the girls on the team are wearing hipsters, thongs or bikinis style panties. To see a bigger girl wearing next to nothing is not shocking at all even though her bra is utterly and devastatingly massive.

Glancing over to see the cute but skinny shortstop staring at her tits with eyes as wide as saucers, the freshmen simply smirks and shakes her head. Grabbing her toiletries and a in an oversized, clear drawstring plastic bag, she turns and heads to the showers where each is separated by a curtain with another curtain to act as a door for privacy. Once inside and secure does she finally take her underwear off.