By the time Jennifer got out of history class, she was ready to snap. History was her least favorite class, and the teacher, Mr. Rosfeld, was a boring, old windbag. Even with her usual strain to stay awake, there was something else bothering her. Throughout most of the class, she heard whispering and snickering that seemed to be directed at her. People kept giving her backwards stares. This really irritated her since most people in her class were afraid to look at her. She had always taken pride in that, the fact that she intimidated most of the school so much. But now, all of a sudden, the joke seemed to be on her.
Leaving the class even more confused than we she got to school, she headed to her next class. On the way, she ran across Billy Gorman. He had been one of Jennifer's many suitors in the past two years. And while she did once think he was cute, she blew him off pretty quickly a year ago. He was hurt by the whole situation at first, but soon realized he was much better off without giving in to her every whim. As he approached her, he wasn't really watching her. But as he drew closer, he immediately caught sight of the enormous breasts of hers, with her top tightly clinging to them.
"Wow, Jennifer, trying to win me back?" he joked, knowing full well that he had never been with her and that she would unleash her wrath.
Jennifer shot back, "I don't know what you've remembered but I never gave you a shot, loser. Why don't you go try to hit on a freshman since no senior will date a moron like you." She started to reach up under her top trying to get at her bra. Only then did she realize she was still in the hallway. Luckily for her, she was heading past the locker room.
Jennifer went into the locker room and put her backpack down. She then realized why her top seemed to be tight. It was the bra. She never wore a bra under her cheerleading top, as she liked to give all the guys hard-ons while she performed. She quickly tugged the top over her head and off her body. She unclasped the bra and let her breasts loose for the first time all day. It felt so good for them to get fresh air. Noticing that no one else was left in the room, she went in front of the mirror to admire her figure. She always loved her body, and today was no exception. Striking all sorts of different poses, she knew she would become a model, just as she wanted to. Her breasts firmed up and her nippled became hard as the cool air hit them. She also never noticed it before, but she loved the way they jiggled and bounced as she shaked them back and forth and jumped up and down. "Hmm, bounce to the ounce," she joked. Jennifer wished that she could walk out like this. "Oh well," she mused, "I guess everyone will have to wait for Playboy."
She put the bra in her backpack, pulled her top back over her curse-enhanced breasts, and left the room. "Curse," she muttered, "I can't believe that I was so freaked out. Kyle will get what's coming to him."