The data of the Bleach.
I think I'm *so* *funny.*
They didn't see each other much over summer vacation. Tatsuki was busy with karate, and Orihime was visiting relatives, and between the two they could never work out a time to get together.
And so, when Tatsuki saw her friend again on the first day of the new term, she couldn't help but notice that something had changed.
Two somethings.
"Tatsuki-chan!" Orihime yelled with a grin, bouncing over to Tasuki's side, apparently unaware that a pair of large perfectly-shaped breasts were bouncing right along with her. "I missed you! You're taller."
"Yeah." Tatsuki turned a little red and made a valiant attempt to look at her face. "You too. How was your summer?"
"I entered a paper-mache contest and won with a giant octopus. You?"
Orihime was still wearing her uniform from last year. It had fit before, but now the material was so tight across her chest that the buttons threated to fly off any moment.
"Tatsuki-chan?"
Tatsuki was filled with a powerful desire to rip them off herself. She wondered idly what colour bra Orihime was wearing.
"Tatsuki-chan?"
And Orihime always had such fair skin, and they were probably really soft and comfortable...
"Earth to Tatsuki-chan?"
Huh?
Orihime slapped her lightly across the cheek. "Come one! *I'm* the one who gets to space out! Have aliens taken over your brain while I was gone?"
Tatsuki snapped out of it. "Shit- no, sorry," she said, feeling more like a pervert ever moment, "I don't know what just happened... Sorry."
She was the absolute *worst.*
Of course, she wasn't the only one who noticed, but that only seemed to make it worse. She was Orihime's breast... best friend! She wasn't supposed to care about what colour bra she was wearing! She felt like she had woke up in the morning and turned into Chizuru through some horrible twist of fate.
Eventually, she solved her problem by ignoring it. Them. It worked fairly well until the first day of Gym Class, when she made the mistake of changing in a corner with Orihime.
"Aren't they cool?" she asked, striking an American superhero pose while hefting her boobs proudly. "You can touch them, if you want."
This is a story about how Tatsuki came to change in the shower stall. And if the water got knocked on by accident sometimes, so much the better.
(The funny part? That best/breast thing? It was an actual honest-to-God typo.)
They didn't see each other much over summer vacation. Tatsuki was busy with karate, and Orihime was visiting relatives, and between the two they could never work out a time to get together.
And so, when Tatsuki saw her friend again on the first day of the new term, she couldn't help but notice that something had changed.
Two somethings.
"Tatsuki-chan!" Orihime yelled with a grin, bouncing over to Tasuki's side, apparently unaware that a pair of large perfectly-shaped breasts were bouncing right along with her. "I missed you! You're taller."
"Yeah." Tatsuki turned a little red and made a valiant attempt to look at her face. "You too. How was your summer?"
"I entered a paper-mache contest and won with a giant octopus. You?"
Orihime was still wearing her uniform from last year. It had fit before, but now the material was so tight across her chest that the buttons threated to fly off any moment.
"Tatsuki-chan?"
Tatsuki was filled with a powerful desire to rip them off herself. She wondered idly what colour bra Orihime was wearing.
"Tatsuki-chan?"
And Orihime always had such fair skin, and they were probably really soft and comfortable...
"Earth to Tatsuki-chan?"
Huh?
Orihime slapped her lightly across the cheek. "Come one! *I'm* the one who gets to space out! Have aliens taken over your brain while I was gone?"
Tatsuki snapped out of it. "Shit- no, sorry," she said, feeling more like a pervert ever moment, "I don't know what just happened... Sorry."
She was the absolute *worst.*
Of course, she wasn't the only one who noticed, but that only seemed to make it worse. She was Orihime's breast... best friend! She wasn't supposed to care about what colour bra she was wearing! She felt like she had woke up in the morning and turned into Chizuru through some horrible twist of fate.
Eventually, she solved her problem by ignoring it. Them. It worked fairly well until the first day of Gym Class, when she made the mistake of changing in a corner with Orihime.
"Aren't they cool?" she asked, striking an American superhero pose while hefting her boobs proudly. "You can touch them, if you want."
This is a story about how Tatsuki came to change in the shower stall. And if the water got knocked on by accident sometimes, so much the better.
(The funny part? That best/breast thing? It was an actual honest-to-God typo.)