Chapter 3

D'Lacey backs away from the wall smiling placing her hands on her hips, ignoring the feel of the waistband hover underwear against the skin of her fingers and thumbs. She has just finished decorating her side of the room and putting away her belongings. The closet is full with her jackets and dresses, her drawers with clothes and linens. Her bed is made, computer setup and posters tacked up on the wall. Like a true nerd her bedspread is Lord of the Rings while the posters are of dragons and fantasy characters out of her favorite games. Her dresser is also filled with more shirts depicting fantasy animals and beings.

When the door opens and in steps her new roommate, she is hopeful that this time it will be cool. This time she will be accepted. Turning to face the door, D'lacey's big smile is as shortlived as her hopes and dreams. Upon seeing her new roommate, her eyes are instantly drawn down to the two massive balloons sticking out from her chest. Instantly D'lacey feels inadequate as she stares at the biggest boobs she has ever seen in real life.

In the weeks leading up to orientation week at UCLA, she had spent her time trying to be comfortable around women with bigger busts and better bodies. Most of that time was spent looking at pictures on the computer of course, but noting that most women were a C cup, or maybe a D, and that most of the girls she observed around campus were more like her size she felt confident that she could be considered one of the girls.

But now, she is painstakingly reminded that she will always be inadequate. Feeling her own pride shrink, she feels especially stupid wearing a Dungeons & Dragons tank top. The rest of the woman doesn't matter, it doesn't matter that she is overweight and her clothes show it off, all D'lacey sees are curvy thighs leading into a by default narrower waist then the explosion of the woman's chest.

Standing in the doorway, the auburn haired, hazel eyed, busty beauty is looking at her new roommate and her idea of decoration with a look that screams, what the fuck!?!

How could I get paired up with such a nerd? I mean, better for me, but still. This girl is a bona fide loser and look at her, she's even wearing a padded bra! How much more obvious can she get? She is practically advertising that she's flat as a board...

Closing her eyes, she reopens them and then steps inside. Releasing the handle of her bags, she stands up straight and with her bust sticking out proudly she holds out her hand. "Hi, name's Veronica... Veronica Black. It looks like you and I will be room mates." She says flatly, but with the barest of smirks.

Looking from the giant orbs to the hand now sticking out Beyond even them, D'lacey feels her shoulders slump and her back punch ever so slightly as she tries to appear shorter than her 5 foot 9 frame. Reaching out she takes Veronica's hand and is about to shake it when she feels the woman's grip tighten like a vice! Following the arm, it is obvious that this is no chubby babe with big boobs. This woman is strong as evidenced by the subtle show of thick and firm muscle beneath the layer of fat. Looking down slowly she can also see at those legs are powerful and not just for looks. Finally looking back up and into Veronica's eyes she can see that they illuminate like fire, burning with a never-ending confidence that few people actually have. "D'... D'lacey. Bu... But my friends, they call me Deedee."

Now it is Veronica's turned to look her roommate up and down and what she sees frightens her, only she doesn't show it. She can see that the girl is nervous and definitely has a confidence problem. However she can also see that this woman is actually stunningly beautiful. She has a gorgeous face that her haircut ruins and her choice and close only highlights her slightly disproportionate body. Also her boobs look like bolt ons which further diminishes the real threat that this young woman could pose. Blinking a couple of times, Veronica finally smiles and stares right at her roommate's diminutive chest. "Deedee? I think I'll just call you Double Dee, is that okay with you, Double Dee?"

Instantly the taller girl cowers a little more, but wants to shake her head when the grip on her hand tightens a little bit more. Feeling her Knuckles rubbing together as if they can be broken at any moment, Deedee looks up and nods her head slowly while putting on a weak and strained smile. "Uh... Sure. Whatever you want! Never thought of that one before, hehe. Kind of cool I guess..." She says then follows it up with a minute of awkward silence hoping that the five foot six Amazon will let her go. When it is apparent that she won't, Deedee smiles haphazardly again and asks, "So... Do you have a nick name?"

Narrowing her eyes Veronica pulls her roommate towards her, stopping the skinny twig just shy of bumping her huge breasts. "No, but I'm sure I'll get one or two before the end of the week." She says with a wink and then adds, "you know how dirty boys can be, heh..."

Feeling her hand finally be released, Deedee grabs it and rubs it out with a look of relief all over her face. "Uh... Yeah I do, I guess." But her words fall on deaf ears as Veronica totes her bags to her bed and throws them on top of it. Opening them up she flips the lids unabashed. Side-stepping and taking a peek, D'lacey can see that her roommate did not bring very much. Besides T-shirts, sweaters jeans and a variety of shorts, Veronica's bags are filled with mostly bare necessities. Sitting on top is a lone photograph, a weightlifting belt and a poster. Glancing down she notices that Veronica doesn't have much of a booty. Even though her posterior looks wide it doesn't seem to be filled out very much. So at least that's one thing going for her anyway. Now that Veronica's back is turned towards her, Deedee can observe the finer details about the other person she is going to share a room with for her first year.

Besides that Veronica is big and busty and has like no hips and ass, she does seem to sweat profusely. Already there are wet spots in her armpits and up her back. She also remembered seeing one on her neckline and perspiration around her hairline.

Feeling a little silly, Deedee decides to play a computer game. Firing up her laptop she opens Warhammer and gets into an online game. As she plays she can hear drawers opening and closing and things being said about as well as the bed being made. When Veronica is finally gone, Dee Dee spins around in her chair at the sound of a zipper being zipped up. When she does she gets an eyeful of her roommate's ass and little white thong as she is putting her suitcases under the bed!

It's not a full moon, but it is more ass than D'lacey cares to see! Looking away and half covering her face, she looks to the bed to see a big, clear plastic drawstring bag sitting on top of the bedspread. Inside are toiletries, a poof, sandals and a towel. Watching her roommate pull up her pants and then grab the bag, she is drawn to the giant breast that seemingly stretch forward when the big woman bends foward. Sure, she also gets another glimpse of the woman's sweaty underwear, but she is simply captivated by those 9th wonders of the world.

Turning around, Veronica look at her seated roommate and smirks. The jealous bitch is staring at her tits again. "I've had a pretty long day already so I'm going to go shower and clean up. When I get back we can go to the common area and see what's going on. Before I left I got an email talking about orientation week."

"Oh, I got one of those too! We can go together if you want. I grew up around here and spent time wandering the campus throwing up. I practically know it like the back of my hand." Deedee says then smiles proudly and sits up a little bit straighter in her chair when Veronica smiles back at her. Having to look up at her roommate, she also notices sweat starting to form underneath the woman's big tits. "When you leave our room take a right, our shower is at the end of the hall. We share a bathroom with the entire wing, but each shower is private."

"Thanks. Do the showers have doors or curtains?"

"Curtains, why?" D'lacey asks intrigued.

"It's nothing really, I just don't want lesbians looking at me." Veronica says frowning slightly.

"Ah, gotcha. I have nothing against it, but I'm not really into girls either." D'lacey responds which gets her another nod of appreciation.

"Awesome, I'll see you in a little bit." Veronica says and then walks out of the room.

Watching the door click closed, D'lacey waits to make sure that Veronica isn't coming back for anything she may have forgotten. Something that her roommate is not going to be coming back, she jumps out of her chair and rushes to the opposite dresser. DeeDee may not be gay, but that does not mean she is not interested! Being an introvert and not very comfortable around regular women, makes her all the more curious about them. Opening the very top drawer, she is face-to-face with Veronica's underwear and feminine hygiene products. Ignoring the box of panty liners and tampons, she can already see that the big woman has a thing for thongs and g-strings. But tucked away are three pairs of rolled-up panties. Ignoring those for the moment she picks up a pair of little panties and open them up. They are playing cotton and gray. Pulling them back up she sees that there is one of every color and besides that seeing one is pretty much seeing them all. Going to the rolled up underwear, they instantly catch her eye and when she pulls out the first pair and pulls them open, she cannot help a smile and even giggle a little bit.

They are Wonder Woman panty briefs! Rolling those up and putting them away she pulls out the next one to reveal Superman! Putting those away she pulled out the last one and it is of course Batman. None of the panties have cartoon characters on them, but the emblems themselves. The Wonder Woman on the have little W's all over them and are blue, the Batman on these are gray with the Batman Shield across the ass and above the crotch and the same for the Superman panties. Rolling up the last pair and putting them away, D'lacey smiles. "Maybe my new Rumi and I do have something in common. I'm going to have to ask her if she likes comics sometime."

What was in that drawer, she opens up the second one down and there she finds Veronica socks and bras. Seeing that the drawer is not nearly as full, she is even more surprised that Veronica only has six! Other than two sports bras, two matronly looking white ones, a strapless version and then one that is black lace. Out of all of the bras the black one is the most normal-looking one in there. Driving a neatly folded white one she picks it up and holds it open. As the bra continues to unfold and stretch open wider and wider, DeeDee feels her eyes opening wider and wider as her jaw hangs lower and lower. Staring at the absolute monstrosity unfurl between her outstretched arms, she cannot imagine what it must be like to have to put one of these on every day. The cups are humongous! Shaped like crooked teardrops, the cups are completely surrounded by support structure and are connected by a bridge to start at the base of the problem and stop an inch and a half short of where the shoulder straps begin. Besides trap look like a belt while the shoulder straps are nearly an inch thick! Flipping the bra in her hand she pushes her fist into the cup and watches it expand to nearly her elbow and simply guffaws. "Damn! You could stuff an ocean liner in this thing and still have room to spare!" Removing her hand she finds the hooks, which there are five, and then the tag. "38K Special. Am I looking at a bra, or a gun?"

Holding it up she then puts it away and then look through the other two drawers. She finds mostly t-shirts and tank tops along with a few pair of denim jeans, and a lot of short shorts. Some are jeans and others are athletic type. All of them have one thing in common and that is that they are short, meaning that if Veronica bends over there's a very good chance that our ass cheeks just might fall out! Shuttering at the thought of seeing the busty babes butt, D'lacey folds the shorts up and puts them away. As she closes the drawers she makes a mental note of the woman's sizes. 2XL tops and XL bottoms, but curiously her panties are a large.

Stepping away from the dresser and walking path Veronica's bed, she notices the picture frame situated on the back corner of the desk and picks it up. In it is a picture of her and what appears to be her family at her high school graduation party. Judging from the picture D'lacey guesses that Veronica grew up privileged. The father figure is clean-cut and wealthy, his silver hair slicked back and a pompadour like style wearing tan pants and a blue button up business shirt. The son has his hair the same way, only it is black oh, and he is wearing tan pants and a white button-up with a vest on top of it. The mother looks older and slightly weather worn. Wearing a blouse and trousers with a thin leather gold-plated belt, her chest appears to be moderately sized and Incredibly round. Standing in front of the mother is a young teen girl it looks to be on the bigger side with a pair of big boobs pushed out proudly and her sleeveless dress. Even though the girl appears to be well-developed, her dress looks like something out of a Victorian novel. In the center of the photograph is Veronica wearing her graduation cap and 8 silver, horizontally ribbed halter dress. In it she looks incredibly tone around the waist while the very short dress reveals her thick thighs. About the nip and obviously flatten stomach is those ginormous boobs again and in the halter-style neckline, they are simply exploding from her chest while her arms wrap around her mother and her sister's shoulders respectively. In the picture the mother is looking down at her daughter's bust line, looking slightly annoyed while on the other side and by herself must be the middle sister. Like Veronica, the redhead is incredibly with huge torpedo-shaped tits, but unlike her sister she is very skinny. Wearing a short black skirt and white designer tank top, she is definitely curvy both up top and on bottom. The girl has an ass and a serious one to boot! " Jesus Christ! Talk about a body! How old is that girl? 16?"

Finally in a shower stall, Veronica draws the curtain and is virtually alone. Moments ago she was standing in the communal bathroom and just her underwear and all the girls that came in and left all took turns staring matter. They didn't just stare at her big body, they stared at her massive breasts! Leaning against the sink, Veronica could not help but grin as woman after woman took too long looking at her chest. Sensing their envy and their jealousy, she had no problem strutting it up a little bit and posing to really show off her tremendous endowments. Of course when she did it made her a little excited and that of course make the small bump in the front of her panties start to grow.

Now alone and with the curtains drawn, she is suddenly gun-shy about stripping down all the way. Back at home she had the privacy of a bathroom door that she can lock, but here at UCLA she has no such privilege. Separating her from the viewing public, who would like nothing more than to see the curvy freshman in the buff, is a flimsy curtain that she cannot even secure to the tiled walls. Taking a deep breath, she looked over her shoulder to make sure that the curtain is still drawn as tightly shut as it can be and then whisk her thong right down to her ankles. When she does the strip of fabric gets stuck between her butt cheeks and stretches before popping free like a slingshot. Stepping out of them she bends down to pick them up. Pausing, she relishes the weight of her heavy breasts as they hang from her chest still secured in her bra. Finally standing up with her little panties in hand, she look them over before tossing them in the clear plastic drawstring bag. Looking around at the floor she sees her toiletries and everything ready to go and waiting. All that is left is for her to take off her bra and turn on the water.

Biting her bottom lip she chews on it nervously and takes another look at the curtain. Ruining that there's a small gap along either edge of it, she slowly starts on hooking the massive article of underwear. Every soft click makes Veronica wince and she is reminded that in no short order she is going to be braless.

She hates taking off her bra.

Why? Because her big, matronly looking specialty bra gives her breasts the desired shape and lift that she loves. Without it her breasts look nothing like the way everyone knows them to be.

Not even close.

Tentatively she unhooks the final class and then instantly graphs the bra straps to keep her bra where it is. Looking down she looks at her ginormous jutting tits and closes her eyes. Shrugging her thick shoulders the thick straps slide down her arms and it is only when she physically pulls the mass of bra off does she feel the sudden change atop her chest. Looking down as she bears are possums, you cannot help but pout. Without her bra she hates her breasts, they are not perky and they don't stick out at all. Grabbing the clear plastic bag she opens it up and carefully drops the bra inside. Pulling the string she pulls them tight and then hangs it from the shower head. Stepping to the side, she keeps her back to the curtain has she turns on the water and waits for it to reach the desired temperature before stepping under it and getting clean.

After shampooing her hair and then adding conditioner, she washes her body, lathering her breasts, ass and crotch very thoroughly. After that it is shaving time. Even though she is a fully developed young woman, Veronica does not grow very much hair in her private places. It has been 4 days, but she only have a thin layer of pubic hair covering her vagina and the hair growing in her armpits and on her legs and thighs is sparse and thin as well. That doesn't stop her from loitering up is if she is shaving a forest! Shaving all of the hair away, she is just finishing up her pussy when the sensation of the razor blade crazy across her lips slowly but surely turns her on. Feeling her big, pink lip grow, the little nub fully extends to a full 2 inches within a matter of seconds. Capping her razor she then flips it over and slips the handle in between her fat yet cum soaked lips while pinching her clitty between her middle and ring finger and slowly starts to stroke it. Spreading open her legs stand in the middle of the shower bow-legged masturbating herself.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck... I need to cum so badly.... Mmmmmmmmmmmm!"

Gyrating her hips quickly back and forth, Veronica is humming hard and fighting down on her bottom lip equally so. Then within seconds, the big woman's hips shutter has a big glob of white gooey cum erupts from her wide open pussy! "OH YEAH! CUM BABY CUM! You know you need to, you know you want to cum even more! UUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH"

*SPLAT! SQUISH! SPLAT!*

Working the razor handle and her clit Andover Drive, Veronica's entire body starts to shake and jiggle hard as glob after glob shoots from her horny and freshly shaven cunt to the floor between her feet as a river of white runs down along either inner thigh. Totally turned on, Veronica looks down at her excited nipples, sitting atop fastly fading areolas. Dropping her razor and releasing her 2 inch throbbing clit, she pinches her nipples and shivers. "Mmmmmmmmm... won't be able to do this very much like we did at home girlies." She says and then gives them a very hard twist!

"OWWWWW!*

*BOOM!*

Outside the bathroom door girls are crowding around it and listening. They all know who is in the shower right now and they are doing everything they can to keep from giggling and laughing out loud. They are not laughing because they find it funny like they want to make fun of her, but because they can totally relate and understand. Also they can only imagine what she must look like when she touches herself and plays with those naked udders!