Gwen soon came to the realization that no matter how much she may have wanted to let life go back to normal, it was plainly obvious that just wasn't going to happen. She'd changed too much over the course of the summer. She'd basically become a different person in a manner of speaking. No longer was she the same girl who picked fights with her cousin just for the fun of it, nor did she need a strict schedule to adhere to as she'd learned to go with the flow.
But that wasn't the main thing that was giving her a hard time right now as she rushed to try and get ready for the first day of the new school year. Far from it. Instead, she had a much bigger, much more tangible problem to deal with.
"Mom! This isn't working either!"
Gwen's mother Natalie sighed as she desperately tried to come up with a solution for her young daughter's obvious plight. "This isn't what I had in mind when I sent you on a life-changing road trip with your grandfather this summer."
"Well it's not like I asked for it either!" Gwen turned to face her mother with a glare...which caused her newly-grown, basketball-sized breasts to bounce wildly as they were fully bare and simply brimming with youthful elasticity. "These things grew in over just three months out of nowhere!"
Natalie was stunned when her grandfather dropped Gwen off at her house at the end of summer vacation. At first she thought Gwen was playing a prank on her, influenced by her cousin Ben. But the serious look on Gwen's face indicated that her daughter was not just joking around. It was confirmed when Gwen took off her shirt, and revealed a pair of breasts so utterly massive, that the bra she was wearing was mere seconds away from tearing itself to shreds...which it unceremoniously did, both to Gwen's embarrassment and relief.
Now with no bra that could fit her, since the custom one her mom ordered was on back order, Gwen seemed to have no answer for how she could support her massive mammaries that she was blessed/cursed with several years too early. They were perfectly shaped, oddly enough, and didn't really need much support. The main problem was they needed to be stabilized, or they'd bounce all over the place as she walked. "Can we try binding them? Like women did in the old days?"
"I'd really rather not, that isn't healthy for them."
"Mom, they're as big as basketballs!" Gwen exclaimed back as she squeezed them together to emphasize her point. "If anything, they're too healthy! I think we can spare one day."
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