The Breast Is Yet to Come

(Originally posted by Catfish)

“The tits.”

Amanda rolled her eyes. Jen said, “Ohh, I should have guessed,” with a bit of a fake smile on her face. “So you probably really like that poster, huh?” She pointed toward the Victoria’s Secret window, where a poster on a stand advertised a sale by showing the head and torso of a blonde model, a lavender-colored bra giving her impressive cleavage.

“Yeah, it’s awesome,” David replied, now staring at the poster. “Her tits look nice. A little small, though.”

Amanda snorted. The omnipotent Jen ignored that and said, “Well, they’re a --“ She looked skyward briefly as, obviously, the information magically arrived in her brain. “C-cup, but they’re also being pushed together and up by the bra. Of course, it’s not just the cup size, it’s also -- well, I probably don’t need to tell you this. You’re probably an expert on breasts. How big would you say I am?” She thrust her chest, covered by her red-and-white flowered dress, out toward David.

He gaped, but looked down. “Uh...B?” he guessed.

“Nah, I’m a C-cup like that model,” Jen told him, “but I’m not wearing a push-up bra, and the front of this dress is a little baggy, too. Now, Amanda, she’s only a B-cup.”

David turned toward Amanda, who looked a little pained and crossed her arms over her sweater.

“Can I assume, though, that your ideal woman would be quite a bit larger than me, or that model?” Jen asked.

“Oh, yeah,” said David, his face lighting up.

“Can you give me an idea...”

“Well, JWoww.” David held his hands about six inches in front of his chest. “They’re out to here, right? Maybe a little bit bigger than that, even.”

“So you want fake...”

“No!” David exclaimed. “My ideal woman, right? They’d be nice and natural.”

“Okay,” Jen nodded, as she saw Amanda roll her eyes again. The goddess pointed out, “But large breasts can cause back and shoulder pain, among other problems. I mean, there’s a reason there’s such a thing as breast reduction surgery...”

“But I wish there wasn’t,” said David. “Maybe my ideal woman has more muscles, or maybe her tits just don’t weigh as much somehow -- something like that.”

Jen looked thoughtful for a second, and then said, “That actually sounds good. Yeah, let’s start with that.”

She waved her hand as she grinned at Amanda.