Take Off Fast!
You move along, hoping to avoid more trouble. That cop/coppete would
just have to adapt on his..er, her...own. As you cross the street, you
see one car slam into another, and you realize just how distracting a
view you are providing the neanderthal males of the world. Your
breasts are bouncing like sacks of jello in your overstrained bra,
which is kind of painful. You decide you'd better get a new bra, and
new jeans too (your hips are none too comfortable either!). You also
figure you'd better see yourself nude, and scope out just how bad
things are. You're sure you CAN'T POSSIBLY be as oversized as you
feel.
