Her Tits

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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When she was a little girl She constantly had her fits, But, not because she was spoiled or bad It was because she still had no tits. She wasn't built like her mother Or like her cousins or her aunt So, she waited and waited for her tits to grow And when they didn't, she prayed for a tit transplant. Her girlfriends tits kept on growing Then they started using them towards the boys, But, she didn't have any to showoff to anyone So, she was lonely being built like Barbie toys. Then came the boy's whistles and catcalls To all the girls that were large breasted, But, she didn't get any flirts from anyone And it was because that she was still flat-chested. She excitedly waited for her first period And finally her tits they began to grow, She then asked her mother for her first bra Her new figure she needed and wanted to show. While her girlfriend's tits began to blossom Hers had just begun to sprout, Her friends had to buy new tops and bras But, shopping for women clothes, she was left out. Sadly to her, her tits didn't get any bigger As her girlfriends tits seemed to constantly expand, So, she drank more milk and she ate her chicken As she hoped and prayed for a larger gland. Years later she finally became a mother And then very happily to her own surprise, She finally felt more like a woman She had a child, and also an increased A-cup size. Randy L. McClave

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