The next class period was English, Jennifer loved to write, but it seemed that it was impractical for her now. Her breasts took up a large percentage of the desk, Jennifer was forced to fold her papers in half to have space to write, even then it was awkward with her arms extended and her penmanship suffered with messy scribbles.
Jennifer checked the clock, it was nearly 1, as it stuck Jennifer felt the snap of fabric as she looked down. Much to her horror her breasts had broken free, the shirt had only stretched a few centimeters, a small rip in the middle gave all the room her boobs needed to escape as the plopped out onto the desk. Her shirt now rested solely around her neck, drapped loosely over her breasts.
Jennifer struggled to try to force her shirt back down, but there simply wasn't enough room, her breasts had grown too much. Each tug caused another rip in the moist fabric, catching the attention of neighboring students.
Deeply embarrassed, Jennifer forfeited, using her arm to cover her nipples, as best she could, she heaved up to escape the classroom. The teacher tried to protest but did so half-heartedly. Jennifer lugged herself out into the hallway. The weight was even worse than before, and she could feel the milk started to bead around her arm. Walking now with H cups felt horrible, each stride causing her balance to shift, thankfully not too much, but enough to cause walking to no longer be a passive activity, she had to concentrate on every step lest she trip.
Reaching the Office she was greeted with the principles assistant, a prudish women wearing a button up shirt and blazer. Atleast Jennifer thought she was prudish before, now her nipples clearly poked out of the shirt, the faint outline of her areola bled through the white shirt.
Jennifer stammered as she collapsed into the chair, thankful for a moments reprieve, her breasts jiggled at the sudden drop as a small splatter of milk shot across the desk. "S-sorry Mrs. Clonnet, I um, I need a new shirt." gestering to her bare breasts. "I was hoping there was a large one left in the lost and found."
The women stared at Jennifer before grabbing a paper towel to clean her desk. "I'll see what we have." She replied coldly as she stood up and entered a backroom. After a few minutes of impatient waiting, Cloonet returned, unfortunately with nothing in hand. "I am sorry Jennifer but we have no shirts today, they run out fast usually." She flipped her hand up and down. "But don't worry, plenty of girls go topless everyday, not all of us can afford to remain dry all day afterall. You'll just have to use this as a lesson to be more responsible."
Jennifer slumped before starting the long trek of defeat back to her class. Jennifer still defensively covered her breasts as she walked, if anything for the stability, but the shame had not left her yet.
The rest of the class was a bore compared to her pressing matters, the sight of Jennifer topless definitely made rounds across the class as she could see other students, especially the boys, gossip and whisper. By the end of class she had grown yet again, her breasts so large she couldn't even imagine a women before having ones so large.
Jennifer was thankful at the very least only one more class remained before she could escape home.