Zach, a grad student obsessed with big breasts

Zach had always been a bit of a bookworm. In school, instead of gravitating towards sports or the arts, he filled his schedule with AP classes and extra credit. Thanks to his hard work, he was able to earn enough scholarships to get his Bachelor's degree, which he completed in three years. Since then, he's been trying to make his way in the corporate world, working entry-level jobs at a few different companies trying to find his place. Unfortunately, despite his intelligence and strong work ethic, Zach hasn't had any luck moving up beyond those entry-level positions. Whenever a potential promotion opportunity came up, there was always someone ahead of him in line who got offered the position first. This frustrated Zach, as he had always been told growing up that going to college would secure him success in his career. However, it seems that the advice of his parents was outdated. Every position he wanted to apply for was looking for someone with a Master's degree or far more experience than he could possibly have at his age, sometimes both. That's why he made the decision to go back to school again. Even though it'll be tough paying the tuition all on his own, it's the quickest way for him to get the job of his dreams.

As for his social life, Zach was never the most popular kid, but he had a small group of friends growing up, and most of them still keep in touch. He even had a few girlfriends over the years, though the relationships never lasted for very long. It wasn't that Zach was uninterested in girls. On the contrary, he was very interested in them, but the girls he knew just didn't live up to his...expectations. From the onset of puberty, there was one thing and one thing alone that Zach desired in a woman: a pair of huge, round, soft, bouncy, squishy, and altogether perfect breasts. He wanted the kind of breasts that few, if any, women in the entire world would be lucky enough to possess naturally, and that others would pay out the nose to come close to with cosmetic surgery. It was his ultimate fantasy to be with that kind of woman: to be embraced by her bosom at the end of a long day at work, to see them wrapped up in a sleeveless dress or stretching a winter sweater to its limits, to squeeze them around his cock while his partner moaned in ecstasy. Sometimes, he felt especially greedy and imagined being with two, three, or even a whole harem of fabulously busty bombshells. It was a fantasy that he knew, realistically, he'd never get to live out, but he couldn't help but hope that maybe, just maybe, one day he'd get his chance.