Uncensored photos and video

With a shaking hand Katie pressed the button for the uncensored pics. Despite a huge amount of ****, she had to see it. She pressed her finger to the phone, and her eyes widened as her jaw dropped.

She saw a dozen images as she scrolled down. Her standing cupping her chest. Her staring down in shock at her bare breasts, nipples thrust out off her pale mounds. The high quality images showed very clearly ever centimeter of the flesh of her breasts, the stiffness of her nipples.

Almost against her will she scrolled down. There was more. Pictures of her mid fight reacting, stupefied wide eyed look on her face as she stared down at her swinging breasts. a shot of her clutching her chest, fingers splayed over the bare mounds.

Worst of all, there was a video. It was a shot of her holding her chest right as Sydney kicked her in the side of the head. She fell, spinning in a circle on the way to the ground as her hands fell away from her chest. The video went slow motion, showing the wild swinging of her large tits as she fell, the way they bounced wildly as she bounced on the mat totally ****.

Katie was having trouble controlling her breathing. She quickly closed out of the site, unable to bear seeing any more. She then noticed she had a several missed calls from her coach. She read a text from him.

I'm so sorry about what happened. We have to talk.

Katie knew she had to discuss her loss with her coach and trainer, but the last thing she wanted to do was keep reliving it. What else could she do though? Hide out in her house replaying the moment in her head until she broke down? She wrote back.

Let's meet at the gym in a half hour.

Then, still nursing her face wounds she began to get ready to go out...