This week’s Microfantasy Monday theme is ‘Breasts‘.Â Thanks as always to Miss Ang, the Sweltering Celt, for giving us the prompt and continuing our Microfantasy Monday fun.
I rolled over, onto my back and reached up to scratch my chest, then let my hand roam, feeling the soft hairs beginning to grow there. Â I reached a hand down between my legs and gave myself a good morning squeeze. Â I was about to drift back into sleep when I heard my Dad’s voice calling from outside my door.
“Time to get up, Sis, it’s a school day.”
With something like a physical jolt, my reality dropped back onto me, and I felt my chest again. Â Groaning with disappointment, the hand on my chest now felt the unmistakable swelling of my breasts. Â The hand between my legs was clutching my pussy. Â It had happened yet again, my prayers had gone unanswered and my dreams of waking up as a boy had once again dissolved into the morning light of my girl-bodied reality.
Years later, I would be happy that my youthful fantasy — that God would answer my prayers and let me wake up a boy — didn’t come true. These breasts, that I would have wished away, have produced healthy liquid fuel for my tiny baby daughter. Â My lovers have adored these breasts and showed me how much pleasure they can give to me and others. Â They aren’t too big, or too small, they’re just right.
And so am I.
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