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added 16 years ago BM S

'good one.' Tiff said to Missy, 'you almost had me there.'

'you don't believe me? OK, watch then.' Missy said as she rubbed a small amount into her cleavage.

Tiff watched her rub the salve in. Missy was wearing a low cut sweater with a push up bra, Tiff had a clear view of Missy's cleavage because she was eye level with Missy's chin.
Tiff thought that was a little odd, she could have sworn Missy was a couple inches shorter before she went to china. Come to think of it she looked like she had lost weight too.

Missy then looked down at her DD-cups and scrunched up her face like she was concentrating really hard. Missy cupped them in her hands and began to kneed them with her fingers. 'smaller.' she mumbled to herself

Tiff gave her a look of shock disbelief. 'what are you......' she paused mid sentence.

'doing........?' Tiff finished with a look of shock.

Tiff was silent as she stared wide eyed at Missy's breasts, They were actually getting smaller.
Missy's sweater began to wrinkle as Missy's breasts shrunk to D-cups.
Already her cleavage was shallower as her bra got bigger, and had less volume to support.
Missy kept concentrating and kneading, and they continued to shrink in her hands.
She was now down to a C-cup, Tiff hadn't seen Missy's chest that small since when they were 13.

Missy still continued.

Eventually Her fabulous cleavage had dwindled away. She had reduced herself to a B-cup.
Her breasts were much too small for her bra made for a DD-cup so it just hung on her uselessly now.

The stretch of Missy sweater was gone and it hung loose on her. It was more like an old sweatshirt, far from the form fitting sweater it was moments ago.

Missy let go of her breasts and pulled at the straps at her now useless bra.
'I won't be needing this.' she said with a laugh.
'so? do you believe me n......' Missy said stopping mid sentence as she looked up at Tiff.

UP? 'oh shit!' Missy exclaimed.
Missy looked down at herself in shock, Not only was her sweater and bra too big so were her jeans and her shoes.
Missy looked up again at Tiff, She was now eye level with her neck. That made her somewhere under 5' tall.

'well do you at least believe me now?' She asked Tiff


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