Jennifer takes a closer look

“Now, Lauren, there’s nothing to be ashamed of,” Jennifer said. “Your body might be unique, but that’s not a bad thing.”

“Not a bad thing? I look like a chubby tween or something… everyone around me is flaunting their bodies with their big boobs and big dicks, and I’m stuck in a prepubescent looking body. And the sad part is I went through puberty! I went through the irregular periods and heavy cramping. And I got nothing in return!” Lauren cried. “No boobs, no butt, nothing!”

“Surely it’s not that bad,” Jennifer said.

“Just look at me!” Lauren cried.

Jennifer did look as Lauren stood naked waving her arms, her belly jiggling as she stomped her foot. Her little nipples stood at attention. Even Jennifer had to admit that Lauren did look a little funny, but she wasn’t about to let Lauren know that. “You seem to have a lot of… insecurities about this. Was there something that happened perhaps during your childhood that triggered this?”

“I…I dunno…. Vanessa was always the favorite. She got the looks, the grades, everything. Mom always praised her for her hardwork, but she never once did the same for me until I started “growing boobs”. And it’s not like my dad was around all that much. Deadbeat father,” Lauren said. “But if I had boobs, real boobs, then I wouldn’t have these problems.”

“What are real boobs?” Jennifer asked. “What do you mean by that.”

“Look at these,” Lauren whimpered. “These are just pathetic. I mean just look at yours compared to mine. Yours give you curve and volume. Mine make me look like I’m a fat seal or something.”

“I see…” Jennifer said. “So we really need to work on your self image. I do have some ideas. Some that you’re probably not going to like…”

“What?” Lauren asked. “What is going to fix me?”