Amanda quickly jumped out of her bed, her alarm going off always startling her in the same way. She quickly threw on her boring, baggy clothes, did her morning routine, ignoring the mirror, and rushed off to class. Making her way to class, slouched over, looking at the ground, pacing quickly, she took her seat in the back, and kept her eyes on her desk until class started, ignoring all the students around her.
Once class started, she would let her eyes wonder, looking at the students in envy. Amanda was bisexual, and the beautiful women around her made her envious, but she admired them too. With the guys, it was just admiration. But whenever she saw cleavage, bouncing breasts, full butts and legs, curvy bodies, it would plunge her into a depressive state.
This wasn't made any better than her childhood friend, Caitlin, who was also her roommate, had developed an amazing figure over their senior year and summer before college. Caitlin was blonde haired, blue eyed, perfect face, without a blemish or spot. She rarely had skin problems. She stood 5'7", and she had a perfect, toned figure, that came out of nowhere, considering she never worked out. Her breasts were full, and perky. She had a 34C cup, that seemed like it might be too small. Nude, Caitlin's breasts looked like they were always held up, seemingly ignoring gravity. But butt was full, and had the most perfect movements. She had very little body hair, even her legs and armpit hairs grew slowly and were minimal. She had the perfect body, and Amanda hated being envious of her best friend. Over the last year or so, Amanda did her usual thing, slowly drifting away from Caitlin. Caitlin knew why this was, and wanted to help Amanda. Amanda didn't deserve this.