Heart in my throat, butterflies in my stomach, the next words filled me with dread...
"Are you ready? We're here at the beach!"
As we went further into the beach people stopped looking at me as there was nothing unusual in walking barefoot on the sand. One thing that struck me though was how the beachwear has changed in this another reality. Because I wanted neither bras nor any other form of breast support to exist it was impossible for a bikini as I know it to exist. Instead women wore just bikini bottoms and extremely short 'sundresses' covering their constantly moving breasts and reaching down to just above their belly buttons.
Also the only ones playing beach volleyball were men. For obvious reasons.
Andrew let me go and begun looking for a nice place on the beach to settle. From people gathered on the beach this one woman was looking at me. Then as we walked into the beach she stood up and walked to me. She must have seen me entering the beach barefoot.
She was quite pretty, nicely tanned and quite short which still made her 4 or 5 inches taller than me. From the way her 'sundress' stuck out one could clearly see that she possessed a pair of grapefruit-sized breasts. Seeing her was the moment when I realized that even though I was in a girl's body now I was still attracted to females. Thanks god. That also made me think - does this mean that I'll arouse myself after my boobs grow?
The woman came over to me and smiled pityingly.
"I saw you walking in barefoot. I know it must be hard for you and I only wanted to say you shouldn't worry too much. Each one of us had to go through this. And even though you might not get used to having breasts just know that we're here to support each other. As for an advice - recently I found this cream which reduces the jiggle almost to nothing. It's quite expensive but at some point you might want to use something like that. Look! They almost don't jiggle at all!"
She took her 'sun dress' off and I saw her magnificent breasts in their full glory. She cupped them with her hands. They bounced up and down and the whole teardrop-shaped seemed bags of flesh to jiggle like water balloons.
If she considered this as "almost no jiggle at all" how will my chest behave without that cream? I didn't even dare to think.
"And at least you're quite young. You're breasts won't grow too big. I got mine when I was just about to turn 15... So, how old are you?"
I thought about what she said and cringed. I completely forgot about the sizing rule! The later one start the bigger her breasts get. I might have looked young because of my height but I knew that Andrew's wish did specify some other age..
"Well, actually I'm 17..." I said according to the truth. I watched her facial expression change.
"Oh my god..." she said quietly "And you are so petite as well... I'm so sorry..."
She clearly tried to avoid eye contact now. Was I to become an outcast? I hoped not."And... So, yeah, you might want to join your boyfriend" She said putting her top back on. "It looks like if he found you a nice spot."
I turned around and saw Andrew calling me over with a gesture. He patted me on the head as soon as I walked over to him.
"Good girl..." his voice boomed more than a foot above me. "We shall stay here waiting for the fun times of your Breastgiving."
He set two blankets on the ground and we both lied down on them. I felt my soft little butt flattening the warm sand...