Jennifer continued to cry as she felt her breasts sway under the oceans water that pushed her breasts about. She shuttered as she felt the cold water brush against her nipples. Yet as she rested on her breasts. ‘Why does this feeling…’ She looked down at her breasts she whipped her tears away as she tried to stand. ‘Lighter!’ She mentally exclaimed as she found herself on her feet. Her big truck tire size breasts hanging down from her chest. She could stand! They felt so damn light! ‘It’s as if they are getting lighter….’
“I can stand with these….” She looked down at her massive knockers. “What am I going to do now?”
"Jen!" Jennifer's attention was brought over to the director. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah," Jennifer lied. "I'm fine."
"Good," He stated. "Then we.."