'I guess I do need A bra.' Stacey replied 'you probly wouldn't if I had smaller ones like mine.' Amber said, she didn't really need a bra she just wore one to be proper.
'You're probly right.' replied stacey 'I wish I had your chest.'
Amber stopped her bra was getting tighter, her breasts were pulsing. she looked down the front of her shirt her breast were popping out the top of her b-cup bra.
Stacey had the opposite, her tight baby t shirt was becoming loose on her chest.
Amber's bra strapped Broke at the back with a snap.
They had switched chests.