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The H-cup Kids
Continued — the
full story |
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In the first part of our in-depth exploration
of the amazing discovery by the globe-trotting JS, we
learned of his conversations with Dr Bust. The names
have been deliberately suppressed to avoid any harassment
which might occur.
Now we move on. As we meet JS and Dr
Bust again, they are in a store specialising in feminine
undergarments... |
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Dr Bust Bigger than this?
Come on, man!
JS I tell you! You saw the pictures of
Ead. This bra might fit her, just about, but you know what she
told me — her friends are even bigger than she is.
Dr B Well, this is the biggest bra in the
shop. In fact, you're very lucky to find one this size.
Usually any girl with tits this big would have her bras made
to measure. This one must have been a cancelled order. Look
at the thing!
JS A cancelled order? Yeah, maybe the
girl outgrew it.
Sales Assistant Can I be of any
assistance, gentlemen?
JS We'll take this bra, thanks.
Sales Assistant You think so?
Dr B My friend here thinks it's too
small, but it's probably as good as we'll get.
JS [Producing his chequebook] How much?
Sales Assistant Normally, these
custom-made bras are extremely expensive, but in the case of
this one, the customer called to say she'd become pregnant and
it wouldn't fit her any longer. So we can probably let you
have it at a reduced price. Say...?
JS Excellent! [Sales Assistant goes away]
See, what did I tell you? She outgrew it! Now, what else do we
need?
Dr B Shirts, T-shirts, sweaters, cut-off
jeans, sexy stuff like that. I know just the place to get it,
I always go there with my girlfriend. They do large sizes,
too.
JS ...Depends what you mean by large... |
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Dr Bust again...
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And so, we
completed the shopping for JS's next trip. All the time
we were cruising through the streets and shopping malls I was,
as always, looking for new sexy clothing for my busty
girlfriend. Now JS — feeding his fetish — had
started to collect sexy fashion too. Before long, his
collection was becoming so comprehensive that he could have
stocked a dancer's wardrobe with short skirts, schoolgirl
uniforms, tight tops, bikinis, dresses and shoes.
With all that
fashion together with the huge bra he'd bought, JS's
second trip to the orient was starting to develop into a new
version of the Boobarella story.
A few days
later, he flew out with a suitcase full of sexy clothes for big-busted
girls with tiny waists and hips — and one very
large bra. I don't know what its official cup size was, as it
was specially made, but as you can see, it's pretty big. That
other little tiny bra at the top of the picture is a D-cup!
And a couple
of weeks later, I received an e-mail with the second part of
his story... |
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| Back from paradise!!! Yes, yes,
yes!! I met Ead again! And she took me to her hometown, more a
village, not far from the Cambodian border. And she introduced
me to her friends: Pen, Noi, Rung, Dow, Phung: pretty teens
who had grown up in the jungle but got the chance to visit the
same small school as Ead a couple of years before she left.
She hadn't been exaggerating. I couldn't believe my eyes! |
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