Veronica rules all

A group of men were pushing and splashing each other by the pools edge, a perfect target for there challenge. Such easy prey.

Both women made there way to the nearby testosterone filled males, swaying there hips and smiling coyly as they went. Chests thrust out, showing off the goods. Standing a few feet apart to determine who was gathering the most attention.

Veronica stopped to give the men a cute wave, bending over on the pretence of looking down at them. Her breasts fought against the confines of her bra, spilling into a line of glorious cleavage. There eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to the sight.

Each of the men gave each other cocky looks and sly grins as they ogled the sight. Lewd thoughts filling there minds as they dreamt of having there own big tiddied goth girlfriend.

This wasn’t even going to be a challenge. Letting out a huff of annoyance, Regina strutted up beside her, bending over to give her own little “wave”. A smile crept across her face as the eyes of all the men darted to her own bigger, perkier breasts………..

A look of disappointing filled each of the mens faces and quickly finding a more permanent resting spot on Veronica’s shapely breasts.

A flush of….. heat?…… arousal? Rushed through her Regina’s body as she felt the embarrassment at being so easily ignored. Gritting her teeth, Regina tried to ignore all these new sensations that no sane women should ever feel.

Unfortunately it was easier said than done, as her nipples and pussy felt extra sensitive today. Making her blush red and squirm under their bored and dismissive looks.

What was wrong with them? Did the men at this hotel have poor taste? Don’t tell me they all liked small D cups like Veronica’s?!

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This wasn’t something she normally resorted too and it was cheating somewhat, but **** times called for **** measures.

Putting on her best poker face and pushing all those new thoughts and feeling out of her head, Regina walked towards her new targets.

A group of 5 girls stood gossiping by the pool bar, sipping cocktails and giggling. Regina could tell by there bikinis that they were highly fashionable and rich. Furthermore Regina was sure a couple of them had been to a few of her house party’s, even if she didn’t know there names.

“I wouldn’t do that” Veronica sang as she watched her future lackey walk off.

Whatever. This was her kind of people, people with good taste. She was going to WIN this time.

“Hey girls, what’s up? Love your outfits….”

All the girls stopped talking, there eyes flickering up and down. Judging automatically for weaknesses and strengths like any rich brats. Normally Regina would have them standing in awe after the first couple of moments..,, normally….

The edges of there lips twitched as they tried to control themselves. Giving each other knowing looks, that made Regina hesitate.

“Hey there Regina, how are you….. you…….. hehe yeah our outfits…….. hehe…. Are great….. they FIT so well….”

A round of giggles followed which left Regina a little nervous but hopeful this could work.

“I mean…… hehe…. Your chest is so….. big? No…. I wouldn’t say big….. maybe perky? Lol”

Regina frowned in confusion. Perky? She had sported nothing short of basketballs on her chest for years. They could hardly be called perky.

Enough was enough. Regina thrust her chest out, hands underneath where her breasts normally were. “Girls…. Girls…. There’s no need to be jealous…. We can’t all be this big” giving them a wink, waiting for their sour expression.

What instead followed was outright laughter, as they could no longer control themselves.

The laughter was once again making Regina squirm in arousal. Forcing her to rub her legs together, in a less dignified way than she was used too.

Angry Regina pointed at her chest and looked down at herself, as she was about to scold them for there behaviour. That’s when she finally saw it, the slow changes that had been ignored.

A cry of shock and horror rang across the swimming pool, making both of her parents smirk without looking up.

At first glance it appeared that her breasts had half popped out of her bikini top revealing far too much skin!

Well…. Not popped out… more like slipped out….

The bikini top fabric was clearly a couple sizes too big, almost like Regina had stolen her Mothers bikini top.

Worse her nipples were poking out over the top of the fabric. Big, red and needy. The sudden humiliation and resulting arousal only made it worse. As they hardened even further, poking out at a good inch through the fabric.

“Omg look at her nipples! I thought only internet sluts had ones that big?”

“Someone must be cold? Lol”

“I don’t think it’s the cold, and what’s with the bra? Don’t tell me she was stuffing?”

“Talk about **** for attention, poor thing”

Each comment made Regina wiggle in heat, followed by little gasps that were close to becoming moans escaped her mouth. It was only by biting her lip that she prevented further disaster.

At the same time a sudden wave of compliments were directed at Veronica, who was being surrounded by her own admirers. Some even asked for band autographs!

Giving Regina a wink, she gave crossed her arms and pushed her own cleavage.

“You might wanna reread that email…… wouldn't want a ignorant lackey.., oh…, and your still nipping”

Grabbing her top, Regina held it up over her chest and started to run for the exit. Blushing like a tomato, as tears ran down her face.

She had never felt so degraded in her life! Yet every comment…., every look…, it had felt so….. good? No! She wasn’t some degenerate, she had to control herself.

Leaning agains the corridor wall, she tried to fight it. Her clit was throbbing like crazy, demanding any kind of attention. The running only aiding in rubbing her clit against her bikini bottoms.

What the hell was happening to her?! This couldn’t be real?!