Jenny was a first-year student at her local university. She thought herself to be intelligent, but she knew she got in her own way sometimes, being quiet and sometimes almost painfully shy. It was her first Saturday night away from home after her first week of classes, but she didn't feel like going out with the other students. Instead, she thought it worthwhile to read her textbooks in preparation for the week ahead.
She was sitting by a window in the common area of a dormitory room she shared with three other girls. She had been in a weird funk this whole week; something about living with other girls her age for the first time had stirred some peculiar feelings in her gut, and raised some questions in her mind. She knew that she was struggling with her own sexuality, an awkward and unwanted distraction when she was just trying to get ahead in her studies.
It certainly doesn't help either that all of them are so attractive,
she thought.
Ugh, what am I thinking? They're the worst!
She sighed, brushing her brown hair behind her ear.
Her three roommates all seemed to care more about boys than their classes, and far below their academics was Jenny, whom they barely tolerated. She could sense their constant disapproval. They tended to ignore her, and when they paid her any attention at all it seemed to be only to belittle or insult her. Two of them were sitting on the couch nearby, idly chatting.
Hannah, a tall athletic girl on a basketball scholarship, was recounting a tale from her first fraternity party the previous evening. Jenny found herself sneaking a peek at Hannah's long toned legs in her form-fitting exercise pants, and watched her blonde ponytail swishing back and forth.
"I was over by the punch bowl, and Marc was
totally
checking me out," Hannah giggled.
"
Ohmygoshnoway!
You mean Marc the starting quarterback?" Monica, an excitable girl who had just made the volleyball team, was wide-eyed. She had long straight brown hair and pronounced eyebrows, which she would arch knowingly and with devastating effect when teasing Jenny.
"The same! We made plans to meet at the canteen after my basketball practice tomorrow! What should I wear?" Hannah was practically vibrating with excitement. She and Monica had been best friends for years, and Jenny couldn't help but admit she envied their close relationship. She didn't have many friendships with other girls... or anyone, really.
Jenny sighed and looked out the window just in time to catch a blue light streaking across the sky overhead. It lasted only a moment before fading away into darkness.
A shooting star?
I guess I should make a wish,
she thought.
I wish that they started talking about something I would find more interesting,
she thought to herself as she stared at the stars. She sighed once again, looking back down at her textbook.
"You should wear that babydoll tee from high school! It's way too small for you now, but it'll make your boobs look amazing!" Monica suggested, grinning at Hannah.
Jenny's ears perked up. She turned to see Hannah looking down at Monica's chest.
"You're right, I totally should," Hannah chuckled, "Although, I don't think I'd be showing him as much cleavage as you would be in that shirt."
Monica laughed and arched her back, thrusting her big chest towards Hannah.
"Hey Marc, like what you see?" she teased, before continuing.
"Whatever, girl. You say that, but these boobs tend to get in the way when I'm on the volleyball court," Monica retorted.
"As if! Any girl would be lucky to be carrying those around," Hannah sighed wistfully, then snorted.
"It's a good thing Marc saw me first, before you had a chance to jiggle your big boobs at him!"
Jenny rolled her eyes. As much as she had enjoyed this brief moment of admiring her roommates' breasts, all this talk about boys was boring her. She sighed again, gazing out the window.
A few moments later, her fourth roommate emerged from their shared bathroom. Kelly was on the cheerleading team and gave it all of her focus, leaving her with even less patience for Jenny than what little Hannah and Monica had. She was dressed for a Saturday night out, wearing a tight pink miniskirt and a sleeveless black top. Kelly was a shorter girl, and she tended to overcompensate by wearing the tallest stilettos she could bear. Her long blonde hair fell straight down her back nearly to her taut bottom, and her lips bore a ruby red coloring. She strode towards the doorway, but suddenly stopped in her tracks as her eyes widened at Monica.
"Wow, Monica, your boobs look amazing in that shirt," Kelly complimented.
"Thanks Kelly! And that neckline -- your cleavage looks amazing!" Monica gushed.
Kelly smiled, then looked up to meet Jenny's eyes. She sighed in disgust; she really didn't care for that girl at all.
"I'm going out to see Brad. Later,
loser
," she rolled her eyes as she turned to leave, but not before taking a long swig from a clear plastic water bottle. Jenny knew herself to be the target of Kelly's scorn.
Monica turned back towards Hannah, flashing her friend a wide grin.
"Did you see her boobs? Brad is going to flip!" she chuckled.
"For sure. Honestly Monica, you and Kelly both have the most amazing big boobs. I'm so jealous," Hannah admired.
Jenny felt a moment of acute frustration; she didn't understand the sensations she kept feeling around her roommates. She loved that for some reason they had suddenly started talking about their breasts, but why now? She didn't remember such extensive discussion on that topic any other time within the last week.
She knew she couldn't confide this in them; they would be no help to her. They'd probably just make fun of her...
or worse
, she thought. Sighing, she stared out the window once again and found herself peering into the darkness of the night sky.
I wish that Kelly wasn't so mean to me all the time,
she thought. A moment later she jumped in surprise when she suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder. Spinning around in her chair, she looked up to see Kelly standing at her side.
"Hey Jenny!" Kelly was smiling down at her.
"I was thinking maybe you could borrow some of my clothes?"
Jenny was taken aback. "What? Why would I borrow your clothes?"
Kelly laughed. "For the party tonight, silly! Look, your boobs are pretty nice, and I have just the top to help you show 'em off!"
Before Jenny knew what was happening, Kelly had leaned over to give her a quick hug. Jenny felt the brief crush of Kelly's big breasts against her shoulder and smelled the delicious scent of her perfume.
"Come on,
bestie!"
Kelly was still beaming at her.
Jenny's frustration rushed back to the front of her mind and she let out a disgusted sigh; Kelly was making fun of her again. What did Kelly think she was playing at, trying to pretend like she wanted to spend any time together at all?
Suddenly Monica piped up. "It's true, Jenny! You should flaunt those boobs more."
Hannah seemed to agree. "You know Jenny, you and I are nowhere near as big as Kelly or Monica, but we're not so small either! Your boobs look great!"
Jenny felt embarrassment burning from her roommates once again all ganging up on her.
"Whatever, Hannah," she muttered, turning back towards the window.
Kelly shrugged, then looked towards the two girls on the couch.
"Yeah, Monica, but your big boobs really do look great in that shirt.
So
hot." Kelly grinned at Monica and headed back towards the door.
Jenny's head was in her hands. She felt her anger simmering as she stared once again into the darkness outside. Why were they still talking about their breasts and teasing her about them? She despaired silently, feeling like there was nothing she could do to earn some respect from her roommates. She looked up to the night sky once more.
I wish I had huge breasts so my roommates would finally appreciate me,
she thought, finding herself daydreaming again.
There was a loud
WHOOMPH
as if from a sudden gust of wind. At once Jenny felt the empty space between her and the table had suddenly filled... with her own flesh? Her expanding breasts demanded more room, and their quickly swelling forms pressed against the table, launching her backwards. Her chair tilted back until she fell over onto the ground.
She was thankfully uninjured and leapt to her feet with a rush of adrenaline, despite the massive new weight she now felt on her chest. Her plain white shirt was nowhere near large enough to contain her new breasts -- at least, it shouldn't have been. She found herself wearing an extra-large tee that fit snugly around her huge new chest, each of her big breasts now far larger than her own head. They were astonishingly firm and taut, extending down to her navel and out to her elbows, and as best as she could tell from a quick feel, they were completely natural. It was like they were somehow meant to fill the cavernous space in her oversized t-shirt.
Kelly, nearly out the door, heard the crash of something falling to the ground. She spun around and saw her roommate standing awkwardly, then rushed back to Jenny's side.
"Are you okay, Jenny?" Kelly was holding Jenny's shoulder again and seemed genuinely concerned.
Jenny felt a curious twist in her mind. It was true: she'd always had these huge breasts. She sensed a second set of memories forming, remembering suddenly that she'd been so shy in high school only because she was embarrassed by her big chest.
"Yeah Jenny, you need to be careful carrying those huge boobs around!" Monica chuckled.
