It was morning, and Chelsea was just getting out of her bed. Chelsea was a freshman at her high school. When she was in junior high, she was the few girls in her class that were undeveloped. She was a AA-cup that year, followed by the nicknames like "Tiny Tits" or "Micro Tits". But, during the summer, she quickly developed from a small AA to a average C-cup. Her new boobs went great with her long blonde hair and emerald green eyes. She was the envy of the girls in school, and the dreams of the boys around her. She was asked out a lot, but never stayed long, as they wanted more then just the look of her face. And, to top it all off, she was head cheerleader in school, which was good for her 5'4 frame.
Chelsea went to her bathroom to take a bath. She stripped off her night shorts and shirt as her warm bath started. She slipped in the tub, and started to wash up. Just as she got done with her body, she saw a shampoo that she didn't remember seeing in there, but since she was running out of time, she went and used it anyway. As she rubbed it in, there was a small tingle that went from her head to her toes, but that was probably a cold chill.
She rinsed out her hair and got out the bath. She wrapped herself in a towel and went downstairs to fix breakfast while her hair air dried.
She grabbed an energy bar and a glass of milk. She watched the news while she ate, as she was alone in the house ( she is an only child, and both parents leave for work before she even gets up.)
She finished up her breakfast and went to her sink. As she rinsed, a shiver ran up her spine, at the same time her towel slipped, but only exposing her nice tits. She thought nothing of it, as it probably got loose while moving around and wrapped it around her again.
She went up stairs and picked out a sexy blue bra, and a dark blue thong. Then went to the closet and got her favorite (and lucky) pair of short shorts, and a blue mid-sleeved shirt. The shorts were a little tight, but that's why she liked it, because it showed her toned long legs. She grabbed her purse and ran out the door to get to the bus. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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