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The H-cup Kids
At last — the
full story |
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Ever since they first appeared, these
remarkable teenage girls have inspired mixed reactions from
the tit-loving community. R & D accused them of stuffing their bras with
balloons, and we still hope to see someone persuade their
nearest and dearest that she'd look better wearing a pair of
whoppers like these.
Since then, the self-professed experts of BEA
have decided that they're fakes, besides which they're
underage and deserve a good spanking, just like anyone who
enjoys looking at these pictures.
But now, we've got the full story direct from
the source, two lads from Germany. It all started with a
phone call... |
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Dr Bust Hey, hang on, slow
down, it is you, isn't it? What's happened to your voice?
JS I just got back from Indochina. Just
flew in this afternoon. And you should see what I've got.
They're enormous...
Dr B What are enormous?
JS These tits! Man, you wouldn't believe!
They are huge!
Dr B Wait a minute. You just flew in from
Indochina — and you've grown tits? Or do you mean you've
brought a girl back with you?
JS Look, I've got something to show you,
but it's got to be soon. Like tomorrow. Where can we meet up?
Dr B Somewhere nice and quiet? How about
Central Station? Just you, me, and this Asian chick with huge
tits...
JS I'll have the pictures back from the
photo shop by then. You wait till you see them. They are going
to blow your mind!
Dr B Pictures? You're talking about
pictures?
JS Why not pictures? I'm an amateur
photographer, OK? And you wait till you see the tits on
this...
Dr B OK, OK ... so she's got huge tits.
You know, I thought you meant you'd brought this girl back
with you.
JS Maybe next time, when I go back. And
she's not the only one. If you come with me, we could bring
back one each. Man, just one of these sweeties ... just wait
till tomorrow. That café opposite the station, OK? Let's say
2 in the afternoon. Don't be late! |
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| Dr Bust takes up the story...
That's when
the tape on the answering machine ran out. I didn't tell JS
everything we had been saying had been accidentally recorded.
It didn't sound exactly like that; it was all in German, for a
start, and we've had to translate it into English, with a
little help from R & D.
And my best
mate, my bosom buddy, JS was right. Those pictures did
blow my mind. And he'd only brought the first thirty-six shots
along with him...
"The other roll
won't be ready until tomorrow. These are just the first
shots I took of Ead. I had to grab them in about ten minutes
in an hotel room. The good news is that she knows plenty of
other girls — four or five of them — and she says some
of them are younger, and even bigger, would you believe?
She's going to get them all together ready for when I go
back next month. Or when we go back."
I looked at the pictures.
"Bigger than this? How big is she?"
"You can see how big she
is. At least a hundred and twenty-five centimetres. At
least! Full. And firm. Yet soft at the same time."
"You felt them?
How old is this girl, anyway?"
"Don't ask! And what do
you think? A pair like these wobbling in front of your face,
wouldn't you feel them? Ah, no, I'm forgetting,
you've got a big-titted girlfriend. Although with no
disrespect, as you can see, Ead's are three times as big
as..."
"OK, OK! And my little-titted
girlfriend is the main reason I can't come with you next
month."
"I'll tell you all about
it when I get back."
"Never mind just telling me.
Just write it all down. Maybe Al from R & D would be interested in this story
of yours, don't you think?"
And the very
next day, I received an e-mail... |
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| It's a long story, but I'll try to
keep it short. I have always been an admirer of the arts and
especially of the Mysterious East. I'm fortunate in having had
the opportunity to travel to the far east many times and to
visit the wonderful temples of Laos, Thailand and Cambodia:
places like Angkor, the pearl of the ancient Khmer culture —
a thousand temples spread out over 120 square miles, of which
'Angkor Wat' is only one, albeit the most famous, built about
a thousand years ago at the time of King Suryavarman the
Second. |
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