Senior Year (in the hallway)

Lauren walked the halls of her high school, Greenwood High School. It was her senior year of high school, and Lauren had built up quite the reputation for her name. She smiled as she approached a couple of her friends picking on a scrawny nerdy looking girl, an 18 year old girl who was held back a year after some rather cruel and meticulous sabotage from Lauren and her friends, who didn't have the biggest breasts.

"Look at her, Lauren she's pathetic. Wouldn't you agree. Look at these baby breasts that she has," Ashley, one of Lauren's friends scoffed as she shoved the girl into the locker, pinning her arms above her head, causing the girl to drop the books onto the floor.

Lauren straightened at the term baby breasts, as she felt her insecurities resurfacing, but took a deep breath as she laughed along with her friends. "Oh yeah, wow. Look at how small they are. What's your name, baby tits?" she mocked.

"M...Morgan," she mumbled. "I'm Morgan. I'm just a junior, please. I swear, I'm just a late bloomer."

A tear seemed to stream down her cheek as Lauren looked at her up and down. She had empathy for the girl, but she had to keep her reputation in tact. She couldn't let anyone find out her secrets. Lauren laughed. "Late bloomer? At age 18? Is that what your mommy said? Well, I'm afraid that you're reaching an age where if they're not going to grow now, they're not going to grow at all," Silvia, Lauren's other friend said.

Lauren blushed a little bit hearing Silvia's words. She hoped they weren't true. She would hate to always be stuck with her small pathetic breasts. But Lauren sighed just standing there, watching everything unfold.

Ashley took a pair of scissors from her bag and smiled cruelly. "Hey, Lauren. How about we give this baby tits here a bit of a makeover, shall we?"

Lauren looked up at Ashley. "What do you mean?"

"Oh, I just think she could use a little air for her tiny breasts, don't you?" She said as she grabbed Morgan's shirt and pulled out the chest of the shirt and then she snipped it with the scissors.

Morgan cried. "No! You're ruining my shirt! NO!"

Lauren stared as Ashley let go of the shirt. Morgan's childish pink bra with white little bunnies on them was completely on display. Lauren gulped feeling a bit guilty. "Ashley, don't think you went too far?" Lauren interjected.

Morgan cried as she tried to cover the massive hole in her shirt, blushing as people were staring off in the distance.

Ashley scoffed. "Oh please, you would've done the same thing. Besides I was kind of hoping she wasn't wearing a bra so that everyone would be able to see her little tits. But I suppose the bra works. It's just as babyish. Don't you think it works with her style more, Lauren? Come on, you of all people should be appreciating a prank like this."

Lauren frowned but then smiled as she nodded. She then said. "You're right, Ashley, I think, in fact, we should take it further."

Ashley raised an eyebrow as Morgan sobbed. "What do you mean?"