At long last, Marigold's breasts are set free!

This was it.

Mari lifted trembling her hands away from her muff and reached unsteadily for the straps of her tan compression vest. Corinne might have thought it was part of her cosplay to feel special, but in reality it was something Mari wore every day to feel normal.

The vest's straps pulled tight on Mari's shoulders, meant to keep the whole thing from sliding out of place when she walked too quickly or bounced too excitedly. They were made from a fastening of thick velcro that looped through two plastic loops just below her collarbone. Mari undid the long strips of velcro with a long, loud rip that she swore the whole floor could hear.

Next came the front. Again, Mari ripped at a massive strip of velcro running up the center of her chest. Underneath that was a heavy-duty zipper. Her last line of defense between herself and the eyes of ten thousand people.

"Wow," Corinne said, raising her eyebrows. "I was only kidding about your undies being made of kevlar."

"I'm... it's..." Mari took a deep, unsteady breath. "Just... can you look away? P-please?"

"Fuck no!" Corinne, still reclining on the bed, spread her legs wide and gave a wicked grin. "I want to enjoy every little bit of you, cutie."

Mari's eyes flicked to Corinne's shameless presentation. She'd never looked that closely at anyone's private places, not even her own. Mari's resolve wavered. How could Corinne be so confident with herself, when Mari could barely even stand to be looked at?

"I-I can't," Marigold stammered. She slammed her eyes shut and whimpered. She just couldn't be like Corinne, no matter how hard she tried. "M-maybe we can try again lat..."

Corinne rolled her eyes, reached forward and slid her finger between Mari's thighs.

"Hyeep!" Mari squealed. It was like she'd stuck her finger in a power outlet. Stars danced in her vision as Corinne's finger played up and down her length. She almost collapsed when that magical touch circled around her entrance. She needed to feel it inside her more than she needed air.

"Take it off, angel." Corinne's voice was sweeter than honey, but the sound turned. The stroking slowed.

"Ahhh..." Mari gasped. "P-please, don't stop..."

"Take it off," Corinne repeated. Her finger tickled the downy hair between Mari's legs, teasing her with what she could, but didn't, do.

"I..." Mari's embarrassment meant nothing in the face of her need. She fumbled for her vest's thick steel zipper.

"Almost..." Corinne said. "Just a little more..."

Mari whimpered again. If she kept going, she'd never be able to take her secret back...

Corinne dragged her finger up Mari's slick, wet lips and flicked the virgin's clit for the very first time. Mari's resistance crumbled. She gave a high-pitched cry of ecstasy, clenched her thighs together, and unzipped her compression vest with quivering hands.

Marigold's impossibly huge breasts exploded outwards like cannonballs. It was a miracle that Mari's vest could fit her at all, much less hide her true size. Her enormous breasts jiggled heavily as they settled to their natural shape: big, firm melons that jutted proudly out from her chest. Her poor pink nipples were puckered from being imprisoned for so long, but they were already starting to perk up eagerly.

Mari let out a long, shaking breath. All she could feel was tingling between her legs and a freedom from the ever-present tightness around her chest, and heavy weights pulling her shoulders apart.

Wait. That meant... she was naked.

Marigold's arms flew to her chest on reflex. She tried to cover her massive breasts, but with her unbelievable size, all she did was squeeze them enticingly. Lip quivering, she opened her eyes to look down at Corinne, whose fingers had frozen between Mari's thighs. What if she thought she was a freak?

Mari's heart stopped. Corinne had disappeared! For a moment she felt like she was going to panic... but then she realized that she couldn't see beneath her own gigantic breasts.

"Oh my God..." came a voice from beneath Mari's bountiful breasts. "I didn't think it was even possible. You're even bigger than... but you're shorter..."

The finger between Mari's legs disappeared. Mari whimpered. She knew this would happen. Every time anyone saw how big her boobs were, she just broke down in shame. She was just a pair of big boobs and nothing else. Corinne didn't want Mari because she was cute or sexy. Now that she knew her secret, all she'd want to do was play with her chest.

Corinne probably didn't want to kiss her ever again, or call her pretty. All she'd want is to stare at how big her boobs were.

Corinne popped up in front of Marigold, her expression half shocked, half drooling in lust. Mari winced and held her arms to her chest again, expecting the **** to come any minute. Corinne took a deep breath and puffed out her own chest for comparison.

Corinne didn't even come close.

"Fuck..." Corinne whistled. "Just... fuck."

Neither girl said anything for long moment. Then Corinne broke the silence with a declaration.