
"Well, if you can't think of anything, what about this?" Cam said, showing
the sample introduction he had just written up for Gina's paper. He was
helping her with her history project, which meant a lot of writing and
re-writing. His girlfriend was many things, but a good writer was not
one of them. He didn't mind though, since she bailed him out of math
courses and the one programming course he had been forced to take
just as often as he helped her with writing.

"Yeah, that looks good," The auburn haired girl said after reading over it for
a few moments. "Jeez, my head is swimming. How long have we been at this? I'm
feeling extra dyslexic today."

"Ummm, I don't know." It hadn't been that long, but Cam didn't want to
discourage her.

"Let's take a walk. I can't spend any more time hunched over like this, my back
is killing me." She stretched her arms back and arched her back, thrusting her
heavy breasts forward against her baggy t-shirt. Cam's eyes dropped to the
fullness of his girlfriend's chest as her boobs strained against the too-small
bra she wore, bulging out over the top.

"I notice your back hurts way more when you're working on writing than when
you're programming." He said with a half grin.

She stuck her tongue out at him, "It still hurts then, I just care less. It's
been getting worse lately actually. Maybe it's time to think about getting a
reduction."

Cam worked hard to school his reaction. He loved Gina's personality, but if he
was being honest her huge boobs were most of why he was physically interested
in her. Aside from her heavy breasts, she wasn't anything special. Of course,
he wasn't going to abandon her because she got a reduction, but a tiny party
of him couldn't help feeling betrayed by the prospect. He knew it was selfish,
but there it was.

"Reduction?"

"Yeah, my boobs are just way too big. I mean, look at how they're spilling
out of this bra." She gestured towards the line across her chest where her
feminine flesh clearly bulged out over the cups of her massive bra and pressed
up against the fabric of her t-shirt as she pulled it down over her chest,
"This is a 34H cup and it's still too small now."

"So you want to get a reduction?"

Gina could hear the disappointment in Cam's voice. She knew how much he
loved her boobs, and she suspected he was even more put out by the idea
than he was letting on. "Don't worry babe, I'm not going to get them all
chopped off. I was thinking I want like a DD or something a little more
reasonable, just not quite so big. Lately, my back has just been hurting
so much and I think it's because of the way my boobs make me hunch over."

A look of confusion passed over Gina's face. She sat with perfect posture,
the pose making her bust thrust out a few inches further than it had been
a moment before. "W-what was I saying? Sorry, I lost my train of thought."
By the time she finished speaking, the last memories of back pain were
brushed aside like cobwebs. Gina had always had perfect posture and musculature
more than strong enough to comfortably support her large bust, despite never
really exercising.

"Something about why you wanted to get a reduction."

"Oh, right, sorry, yeah, it's just because I feel like people don't take me as
seriously. Like, people see me as just a pair of tits. I get all these gross
catcalls about my boobs. I guess I'm hoping I'll be respected more."

Once again, a look of confusion passed over the red head's face. She crossed
her legs in her pencil skirt and adjusted the fabric of her fashionable high
necked blouse. Gina had first noticed the way her boobs seemed to make people
more respectful of her when she hit puberty, and the effect had only grown with
her bust. When her friends complained about getting cat called, she could
never relate. On the rare occasions when she wore low cut shirts everyone
went out of their way to make her life easy, as if she was their superior
in some way. "Sorry, what was I saying?"

"Something about how people focus on your boobs."

"Yeah, it always makes me feel self conscious. I just know that people focus
on my breasts when they see me, and I guess I just get a little shy. It would
be nice to be more confident," Gina adjusted the tight black tube top she
wore, noting with satisfaction the way her boyfriend's eyes seemed helplessly
drawn to her yawning cleavage. She loved how her boobs just grabbed the
attention of everyone around her. "Sorry, I lost my train of thought. Oh,
right, yeah, I mean I know I have great boobs, but the rest of me is kinda
ho-hum. I wish my face blew people away as much as my big tits," she
chuckled, "for that matter I wish I wasn't so top heavy. It would be nice to
have some junk in the trunk. And I'm too short. I guess all of it means that
people just think of me as the girl with the tits. People stare at my boobs
all the time, it would be nice if they stared at the rest of me."

The leggy red head looked confused for a moment as she brushed a lock of her
hair back behind one ear. "Eyes up here babe," she smirked. Cam was lost in
her cleavage again. He had a tendency to space out and stare at her sometimes.
She loved the way she could hypnotize her boyfriend with any part of her amazing
body.

"Sorry," Cam said, bringing his eyes up to meet Gina's own gorgeous gray orbs.
He felt a touch of embarrassment, but it was nothing like the humiliation he had
felt in the first weeks of their freshman year at university when he had spent
an hour getting lost staring at Gina while she tried to help him with math.
She had just playfully teased him, seeming to delight in the way he just
couldn't help himself, but eventually she had turned serious and ordered him
to focus while he was staring at her neckline. For some reason it had worked.
Cam had felt as if his boss's boss's boss was ordering him to do something, and
had immediately did as she commanded. His dick throbbed at the memory of the
unexpectedly arousing humiliation of that day in the library.

*I wish I knew what people are thinking when they stare at me like that,* Gina
thought, noticing that Cam had gotten lost staring at her again. This time it
was her face that had driven the poor boy to distraction. Oh, he was thinking
about the embarrassment he had felt as she teased him for his inability to keep
his eyes off her when they first met. She smirked, even better than making
people helpless to look away was being able read their thoughts as they
struggled against her beauty. "Umm, what were you saying?" he finally managed.

Gina looked confused for a moment, "Umm, I dunno? Something about my body?
Oh, right. It's such a pain to maintain. I'm always having to watch what I
eat and exercise. I wish I could just eat whatever I want and stay looking
this hot, or even get hotter." A look of confusion crossed over her face
and she brought her hands up to fondle her M-cups, "I mean whatever I eat
just goes straight to the my curves. I guess I'm kinda a pig since I know
whatever I eat will just make me hotter. I kinda went overboard on that
freshman year and ended up with a bunch of stretch marks on the girls,"
even before she started speaking the stretch marks had disappeared, "I
mean- ummm- what was I saying? Oh yeah, they're getting so big that they're
starting to sag without support. I'm 20 now, imagine what aging is going
to do to me!"

Gina read the haze of lust that her boyfriend had fallen into at the way she
was fondling her perky boobs. Fortunately, despite their size they were just as
youthful as they had been when she was 18, and only sagged enough to make it
clear they were natural. In fact though it was very subtle, she was pretty
sure she hadn't aged at all since she started college. Her only
change had been to gain weight in all the right places. Talking about her
boobs was a sure way to make Cam helpless with lust. Now that she thought about
it she remembered that she had been talking about her breasts, but she wasn't
sure exactly what she had been saying. "God, you're like totally hypnotized."
She giggled, "imagine if I could hypnotize people with my boobs for real!"
She looked confused. What had she been saying? Something about one of the
hypnotic rules she had programmed into her poor boyfriend. Playfully, she
reached up and slipped her right middle finger into the middle of the ten
inches of cleavage spilling out of her tight tube top. She knew that Cam
would feel as if his whole body was being swallowed up by her warm breasts
thanks to a hypnotic suggestion she had implanted, and he would be jizzing
in his pants if she hadn't given him another rule not to cum without her
permission.

"What was I saying?" The young vixen mused, "Oh, yeah something about hypnosis.
I guess it's nice that I can use the girls to hypnotize people into obedience,
but sometimes it can be so much work to hypnotize someone! What if I want to
just order some rando out of my way? If only my boobs made people as obedient
as they are when they are in a trance all the time."

A look of confusion passed over Gina's face. "Wait, what was I saying?"

"Umm, I'm not sure." Cam replied to his domineering girlfriend. As always
when she asked him a question, he felt an overwhelming urge to answer fully
and truthfully. Gina inspired that kind of instant obedience in everyone,
and she took full advantage of it. Cam had watched her demanding that
strangers buy thousands of dollars worth of stuff without a second thought,
and they always did exactly as the busty coed said.

"How did this conversation start?" She asked another impossible-to-ignore
question.

"I don't know? I think maybe we were talking about breast reductions?"

Gina laughed, "Now there's a terrible idea. I would never want one of those.
If anything, I want to be bigger!" A brief look of confusion passed over the
curvy red head's face, but it soon passed. She got to her feet and stretched,
thrusting her heavy R-cups forward. "Why were we even talking about that
anyway? I certainly didn't bring it up." Gina absolutely loved her tits.
