Laura

Chapter 1        

       Laura's boyfriend Derek used to be a loving guy. Derek could instantly remember how hard his dick got when he first saw her in his psychology class last semester. She was 5' 2 with shoulder length chocolate colored hair and hazel eyes. He remembered how on the first day she tried to hide her giant 36 EE breasts under a thick sweater, but anyone could tell by just a glance that there were some massive knockers under there. Being the smooth talker that he was, he immediately chatted her up and seduced her with his charms and good looks. A couple of dates bloomed into a full fledged relationship which so far lasted about half a year.

       However, things weren't the same as they used to be. Laura could see things changing. Teasing him playfully would make him angry, but it was completely fine when Derek was the one doing the teasing. Although his 'teasing' was more hurtful. 'Lard ass', 'titless', 'bimbo', and 'ugly bitch' were just a few of her various nicknames. His verbal behavior wasn't the only thing to change, he had become physically aggressive as well. One time after a heated argument; he slapped her across the face because she had got the 'double chocolate chip' ice cream instead of the 'double chocolate mint chip' he wanted. The once playful and fun loving woman was now gone. All that remained was a scared and timid little girl trying her best to avoid one of Derek's brutal punishment sessions.

       At the moment, she was in the back seat of his car with his thick 10 inch cock down her throat. Derek groaned loudly as he held the girl's struggling head down on his cock, not caring if the bitch needed air or not. This had been going on for about thirty minutes now and Laura had lost track of how many times she had almost passed out from suffocating on his cock. Her pleading eyes looked up at him, begging for air. Her hair was thoroughly messed up from how often he grabbed her locks and used it as a handle. Her face was a pitiful sight covered in her spit and his precum. Her hazel eyes were now red and flooded with tears. The constant stream of them had ruined her mascara causing the black ink to splotch her cheeks. Laura let out a sharp gasp as Derek pulled the sobbing girl up by the hair. Her attempt to fill her lungs with precious air was interrupted by the firm slap he gave her across the face.

       “You fucking like that you little slut?” He asked as he back handed the other cheek to even it out. She could only sob in reply.

       “I SAID, DO YOU FUCKING LIKE SUCKING ON MY COCK, YOU FUCKING SLUT?” He screamed as his palm connected with her mascara and tear covered face.

       “Y-yes! Yes sir!” She cried. Her voice nasally and hoarse from the constant throat abuse.

       “Good girl.” He said as he slapped her again and shoved her head back on his thick meaty rod. She gurgled loudly as the fat head of his cock slammed into the back of her throat rapidly. He thrust his hips hard like he was fucking just a regular cock sleeve. Laura could do nothing but lay limp while he used her throat like she was a fuck doll. She gagged and choked as he ravaged her mouth until finally he buried his cock in her throat up to the hilt with her nose pressed against his pubic bone.

       “Ooohhhhh Fuuuuuckkkk!” He groaned loudly as he started to shoot spurts of his creamy cum down her throat. If there was one thing Laura had learned while with Derek, she knew her boyfriend was capable of ejaculating a very high volume of sperm. Her eyes bulged as she felt the liquid trickling down her throat and thrashed about wildly. The fluid was tickling the inner walls of her throat as it slid down into her stomach. She gagged and coughed loudly around the thick fleshy hose stuffed into her mouth hole. Splatters of his cum went everywhere. The poor girl was able to swallow some, but most of it escaped from out of her puffy cheeks and through her nose. Derek finally brought the girl up for air again and delivered even more of his harsh slaps across her face over and over again.

       “Look what you fucking did! You made a mess in my car! Didn't I tell you that when I fuck your mouth I want you to swallow all of my cum? You know you're going to get punished for that.” He gripped her hair tightly and mopped up the leather car seat with her cheek, rubbing the light drops of semen off the seat.

       “Nooo! P-please Derek! I didn't mean to! I'm sorry! Please don't punish me again! I'm still so sore from yesterday!” She begged as more tears streamed down her face. Derek replied to her pleas with more slaps across her reddened cheeks before tearing down the tight pink halter that just barely encased her massive tit bags. Her massive EE cup breasts hung out from over the halter. Her pink areolas were about 3 inches in diameter with a half inch thick nub of nipple protruding from the middle of the circles. The creamy bulbs of flesh seemed absolutely flawless. It was a shame that Derek was going to have his way with them.

       “Look at these things.” He said as he kept his firm fist in her hair and used his other hand to grip her right tit between his fingers. Laura yelped loudly in pain as the stinging shot through her little nub and throughout her breast. “Look at these small fucking things...” He said as let go of the vice grip he had on her nipple and slapped her tit, the large bag of fat crashing into the other.

       “I-I'm sorry for having such small worthless tits sir...” She sniffled like she was sick with a cold, but she knew exactly what Derek wanted her to do when he was hurting her tits. She knew he wanted her hands behind her with her back fully arched so the heaving melons were up and on display for his use. Her tits jiggled as more slaps rained on her reddening flesh.

       “Yeah. You should be. You're lucky that I'm so nice to stay with a small titted slut like you.” More slaps made the two bags of fat sway into each other wildly. Of course everything Derek said was a lie. A EE cup would be classified a quite a large set of breasts. However, Derek had a... Particular sense of humor. After a few more slaps to her battered breasts he released his grip on her hair and leaned back to enjoy his handy work.

       Laura's whole body quivered as it's energy was completely spent, but still made sure to keep her hands locked behind her. Her face was covered in a grey sheen due to the mix of her tears, cum, mascara, and mucus. Her lewd meat bags hung against her chest like bright red tomatoes. Derek smiled looking at his girlfriend, satisfied with the way she looked. He got out of the back seat and into the drivers seat. Laura took that as a sign that they would be leaving. She did the same and moved into the passenger seat.

       “You're lucky to have me you know. Nobody else would put up with a girl with small tits that can't suck cock.” He said as he turned the key to the ignition.

       “T-thank you Derek...” She whimpered with a nod. Her voice came out in sharp gasps, the same way it would after someone had been bawling their eyes out.

       “Hey, since I'm such a nice boyfriend I'm going to do you a favor. I was going to keep this as a surprise until tomorrow, but I really can't it a secret.” He said with an excited grin. “I set up a training schedule for you to get those things bigger. First thing tomorrow I'll be training them so that by the end of the week you'll be a full cup size bigger! You really are lucky to have me.” He started to back the car up and got on the main road. Laura stared blankly at the dashboard and nodded weakly; whimpering and sobbing quietly the whole drive home.

Laura

Chapter 2        

       “Oh good you're here.” Derek ushered his girlfriend into the living room. The girl walked in shyly with her head lowered. She could feel his stare following her body and groping her firm curved ass that was wrapped in the tight jean short-shorts she was wearing. Her large EE cup breasts were unrestricted by a bra and would have been bouncing freely if it weren't for the tight yellow tube top that was squeezing against her chest like a corset. Laura wasn't the type of girl to wear outfits that showed too much skin, but ever since Derek threw out all of her old clothes and replaced it with a wardrobe more suited for his tastes, it was just another regular slut uniform she was forced to wear. He had been nice enough to let her keep her bras and panties as long as he didn't catch her with any of them on when she met with him.

       “Put your tits on the table.” He instructed before he disappeared into his room. She looked in disdain and nodded slowly, lowering to her knees before the wooden coffee table. She pulled her giant mammaries over the yellow cloth and laid out the two giant sacks of flesh on the glossed wood. By the time Derek came back her nipples were already erect, the half inch pink nubs ripe for abuse.

       He put an odd looking object on the table. They were two clear acrylic cups each attached to a hose that connected to a black box with a  couple of dials and buttons on the top. He plugged in a cord that connected from the main box into a power outlet before turning his attention to Laura's breasts lying on the table. His hands reached over and squeezed fistfuls of the tender flesh in his hand. The creamy tit meat bubbled between his fingers as they dug into them roughly.

       “P-please Derek... They're still sore from yesterday. Could you not hurt them so much...” The girl's weak protests were cut off by a sharp slap to her cheek.

       “Did I say you could talk?” He asked sternly. “I can't believe you're acting like a bitch. I'm doing you a fucking favor by even touching these tiny things.” His hands continue to squeeze the giant udders, molding them like dough. Finally after a minute of Laura's pained whines and whimpers he took time to stuff both of her large tits into each of the cups and flicked the switch that brought the machine to life.

       The machine gave a low mechanic whir as each tit was vacuumed into the cups. Laura winced in pain as she felt her sensitive tits deforming and forcefully being stretched. He turned a dial on the box that made the whirring become louder, and caused the machine to suck her poor breasts harder than before. The poor girl spewed pained moans as her eyes begged him to stop the evil machine. His cold stare  showed no mercy and he turned the dial completely, so that the machine would be sucking her tits at full force. Laura wailed loudly as she saw her encased breasts bloating and swelling inside the cups.

       “Alright, this looks good. I need to go out and get some cigarettes and stuff. I'll be back in an hour.” He picked up his car keys and left, leaving his girlfriend alone with only the noise of the mechanical box sucking mercilessly at her breasts to accompany her cries.

       Derek came back in an hour just like he said he would. His girlfriend was kneeling with her encased tits on the table having them sucked by the machine, exactly where he had left her. Except now the breasts were so bloated that it had completely filled the cups. Not an inch of space was left over inside the casing. He came over and flicked the switch so that the machine slowed to a complete stop. The whirring faded and left Laura's sobbing and hiccuping behind. Her face was completely wet with salty tears that streamed down her reddened face. She shrieked as Derek pulled at the cups roughly. It took all of his force but the clear domes finally came off with a  'pop' and the two swollen sacks of meat plopped limp against the table.

       Immediately she felt the air caressing her bloated mammaries. The pump had engorged her massive tit bags with blood causing them to swell and become ultra sensitive. Her tits could feel every small motion in the air, even the vibrations of Derek's footsteps pounded in her swollen lumps of meat flesh. Her breasts were now two cup sizes larger making them two grotesque GG's. They were almost too big on Laura's small frame, making them look like lewd disproportionate globes that clung stupidly to her chest. The poor girl sniffled, thankful that the machine had stopped. However Derek was far from being done with her. He brought over a red ball gag that he had just bought from his outing and stuffed it in her mouth.

       “I know you get pretty loud so I was thoughtful and bought this.” She could only moan through the gag in reply, but she did her best to say “Thank you”. She was so grateful that her wonderful boyfriend was so caring. The light metal clink of his belt pierced her ears as Derek started to take off his belt. It was nothing special, just a plain strip of leather about an inch and a half thick. Laura watched in horror as her boyfriend wrapped the strip around his knuckles and raised it high in the air. It almost seemed like everything was moving in slow motion as the leather swung down, embedding into her tit flesh and bouncing back, leaving a pink stripe behind on her skin.

       The ball gag did nothing to muffle her cries. She screamed through the gag spewing spit in the air, and a thin stream of drool down her chin. Derek raised his strap again and gave another blow to her tits with a WHAP! Laura was no stranger to having her tits beaten. Derek would actually do it quite often, but the pain was ten times more excruciating now since her tits were so sensitive. He brought the belt up over his head each time and brought it down mercilessly on the pancake mound like he wanted to pound the fleshy mound right into the wood work.

       “Fucking.” WHAP! “Stupid.” WHAP! “Cunt.” WHAP! “Making me waste my time...” WHAP! “On these stupid small tits of yours.” WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Laura's whole body vibrated with her bawling as the pain ripped through every pore of her being. She shook her head desperately trying to send her boyfriend signals that she couldn't take anymore. Despite her cries, her boyfriend continued to rain down blow after blow, tenderizing her tit meat.

       It was about twenty minutes before Derek took a break to roll his shoulders, and massage the muscles in his neck. He was getting tired of using his belt and decided it was time for a change of pace. Laura was a complete mess, her chest was throbbing and bright red from the various strokes to her poor breasts. Silvery strands of drool hung from her lips and slid down to wet the lewd fun bags. Each time her saliva or salty tears would drip on to her tender skin, it would cause every nerve in her tit bags to scream in pain.

       Derek left into his room again and came out with a new item in each hand. In his right was  a long clear plastic cane that had originally been used to twist open and close a set of window blinds. In his left was the type of clothes hanger you'd see in the store hanging from a rack with a skirt in it's steel clips. The clips were able to slide along a thin piece of metal so it could easily be adjusted to any size of clothing that would be put on display. For Derek, it was just another perk in case he wanted to squish her soft breasts together or pull her nipples apart as far as they could go.

       Without a word he pulled one of her long teats and clamped it in one of the steel clips on the hanger. Laura's pained howls pierced the air and only grew louder when he did the same to her other nipple. Derek toyed with the curved handle stretching her nipples slowly watching the two defenseless nubs stretching like taffy. With his other hand he used the cane to pick up where he left off.

       The swats came hard and rapidly onto her sacks of fat leaving red puffy welts on her poor beaten breasts. She howled in pain trying her best to form words through the red ball in her mouth. Derek made sure to cover every inch of her bare breasts with puffy pink stripes. He grabbed at the hanger again to stretch her nipples and then started to cane her stretched nipple meat. Every wave of pain shot through the girl's body like a thunderclap. The pain was so intense that she felt she could pass out at any second.

       Finally when every piece of her skin was glowing pink, Derek stopped his caning. He examined  his work, tilting his head to make sure he had painted every part of her breasts pink. For a second, he looked satisfied, but his smile quickly turned into a look of disappointment as he remembered that the underbelly of her breasts hadn't been touched yet. He lifted the hanger up by the handle, pulling Laura's fatty bowling balls in the air by her nipples and started to work on the soft neglected undersides of her fat sacks. He swung the clear cane with precision and force, making sure the bottoms of her breasts were just as red and welted as the tops. After he had striped the bottoms of her bloated tits, he unclipped her nipples and let them drop on table. She was so relieved to be free of the clamps... At least until the blood started to rush back into the chewed nubs. The girl shrieked in pain as the circulation started to return in her abused teats.

       Derek let out a long sigh like he had just finished an intense workout at the gym. He undid the ball gag from Laura's mouth and sat down on the couch. Laura was a complete mess, her eyes were just as red as her tits from crying so much. The girl reached to touch her bloated bags lightly but even her own soft touch caused waves of pain throughout her body.

       “Hm... Yeah I guess they do look a little bigger.” Derek said he looked at the two fleshy globes he had just abused. He eyed the battered globes while stroking his 10 inch throbbing monster that he had pulled out from his pants. “Come over here, lets put those stupid tits to good use now.” Laura nodded slowly and crawled over to her boyfriend, her two engorged breasts swaying beneath her as she made her way over to him on her hands and knees. She kneeled before him, and propped her new overgrown breasts on his lap.

       Derek gripped her nipples in between his fingers. Her teats were still flattened and hadn't had time to recover from the coat hanger, but this didn't matter to him at all. He grabbed her smashed teats firmly, crushing them in his grip and brutally twisting them back into their original shape. Laura wriggled and yelped as he mercilessly pinched and pulled at them. Her cleavage was already well lubricated by the drool from the ball gag, so the bloated fun bags were now perfectly primed for a tit fuck. Derek pulled at her heavy breasts using the nipples as a handle and wrapped the two pink beaten breasts around his cock. With a combination of thrusting his hips and sliding Laura's battered breasts up and down by her sore nipples, he fucked her soft and fleshy udders. The tip of his cock would smear thick pre cum on her cheek each time the head would poke her face. The salty tears that her eyes kept spilling only helped lubricate his cock even more as it ravaged the slit between the two overgrown knockers.

       Derek tilted his head back and jammed his dick up against her cheek as he stretched her nipples far from her body. The veiny hose squirted his cock juice all over his girlfriend, coating her face with his thick white sauce. As usual the thick creamy milk squirted in never ending streams all over the girl's face. Laura whimpered pitifully, her face coated with jizz and tears, her bloated udders still gripping the fat cock in between them. Derek's face twisted up in disgust at the sight of the cum coated whore.

       “Damn. I should have just used this...” Derek picked up the skirt hanger, his fingers slid the steel clips from side to side. “Then I wouldn't have had to hold onto your saggy tits.” Derek moved the two humongous melons off of his knees and made his way to the kitchen for a beer. Laura hung her head in shame, looking at her new pair of oversized breasts.

       “Thank you for making my breasts bigger Derek... I-I'm really sorry you had to go through all the trouble... You're such a good boyfriend for doing this for me. I really appreciate it...” Laura mumbled as she caressed her aching tits. She could still feel the warmth emanating from the beaten and caned skin.

       “Yeah, that thing wasn't cheap you know. It's okay, you can just pay me back for it later. You get paid next at your job right?” He took a swig of his beer and set it on the table. “My friends said they were coming over at two. It's two right now so you need to go.”

       “Oh... Ok. Sorry...” Laura whispered weakly, her voice was scratchy and hoarse from all the screaming she had done today. She was just barely able to put on her already ill fitting tube top. The top was already a couple sizes too small. It felt like it was completely cutting off the circulation in her body now that it was accommodating her new breasts. Laura dragged herself to the front door, knowing that Derek would never allow her to clean herself up before leaving.

       “Oh hey babe? One more thing.” Derek said as he gathered his tools of torment from the coffee table. Laura turned to look with her puffy red eyes and cum drenched face. “Those effects aren't permanent. It takes upkeep you know. By tomorrow your tits are probably going to be all small again. We need to do this again, so come back tomorrow too.”

       The color drained from her face. She wanted to melt into the floor or curl up in a ball and cry. Instead, she mustered all of her strength and nodded.

       “O-okay Derek... I'll see you tomorrow... Thanks again...” Laura bit her lip to fight back fresh tears as she started her journey back to her dorm room. She was too broken to care about the stares she was getting from strangers once they saw her cum soaked face walk by.

Laura let out a pained groan as Derek rolled her thick nipple in between his fingers. Her fatsacks were constantly in pain from the daily training her boyfriend was giving her.

“Such a fucking slut. Look at what you're wearing.” He muttered under his breath. Laura didn't want to remind him that he was the one who picked out her outfit. He had sent her a text earlier with special instructions on what to wear.

wear that 1 white shirt i got u last month and a tight skirt.

i know ur ugly but at least try to look nice

"that 1 white shirt" was a thin sheer top he got for a couple of cents. Laura hated it since it looked like it was a tank top for a child. It always hugged her huge tits tightly and barely covered her body. Her fat nipples and dark areolas could easily be seen against the fabric.

“I'm going to fuck your throat again today. So get on the table.” Derek said as he started to unbuckle his pants. Laura understood and made her way to the kitchen table. She laid face up on her back with her head hanging over the edge. Derek wasn't far behind, as soon as Laura's head was over the edge with her mouth open, he slid his giant cock in her throat. Laura's tits jiggled as she choked on her boyfriend's fuckmeat. She always hated this position since it hurt her throat so much and choked more than usual when giving head. Derek loved it though. He loved how much she hated it. He loved how his thick fuckstick made a lump in her throat, and he loved how when she choked, her throat would squeeze around his dick. Sometimes he didn't have to move. He could just stand there and have Laura massage his thick sausage by gagging and choking on it. It would take a while for him to cum, but he didn't mind.

Derek started to slap the jiggling tit bags in front of him as he slammed into her mouth cunt like a pussy. He laid heavy handed slaps against her meat sacks, leaving red handprints behind. He continued his treatment for fifteen minutes before she started struggling and protecting her battered breasts.

“Don't cover your fucking tits.” Derek grunted, smacking her tits harder as punishment. He slammed into her throat hard and groaned as he pumped his seed straight into her stomach. Her gullet twitched wildly as she choked around his cock, trying desparately to get some air. Derek gave a satisfied sigh and slowly slid his slick cock out, causing Laura to cough up strings of dick slime. Her face was beet red from lack of air and her forehead was shiny with all the saliva and tears that and slid down her face.

“Thank you Derek.” Laura's voice was hoarse, but he wouldn't had been able to her her anyway. He had left her on the table for a few seconds and came back with some rope. He started on one of her tits and started to bind it tightly at the base with one end of the rope. He pulled the other end behind her neck and tied the other meat bag just as tightly. Laura tried to ignore the pain in her tits, using the precious time for rest to get back her strength.

“Look at how stupid these things look.” Derek said as he started to slap her bloated udders. “Don't you think they look stupid Laura?”

“Mhmm... They look so stupid and disgusting. I'm so lucky that you're making them better.” Tears started leaking out of her eyes from the pain and humiliation.

“That's right cunt, you should be thanking me every day. Nobody else would waste their time on a small titted slut like you.” Derek gave her ballooning tits another slap and admired how purple they were getting. “Now turn around and stick your fat ass up.”

Laura weakly turned her self over and arched her back. Her sensitive tits were in agony as they pressed up against the cold table. Hoarse moans escaped her lips as Derek stuffed his fingers in her cunt.

“Look at how disgusting this hole is. It's practically drooling!” Laura moaned uncontrollably, her head was swimming as he finger fucked her dripping twat. “What a sick fuck, getting off to this. You know how lucky you are to have me? Seriously, I don't know of any guy that has as much patience as I do. Nobody is going to want to stick their dick in a huge sloppy hole like this. How many times do you fuck your cunt with those toys of your anyway?”

Derek wiped his fingers off on her back and rubbed his fat fuckstick against her thick clit, coating it with her cunt juice. Laura flinched as she felt his cock being placed against her tight asshole.

“Wait... Derek, please don't!” Laura begged weakly. “Not today please... I promise, you can fuck me in the ass another time. I just don't want to today. Please.”

“Are you kidding me? You're so fucking selfish.” Derek said as he rolled his eyes. “Why the fuck do I even stay with you? I give you so much attention, I try and help make your small tits bigger, and I even bought you a whole new wardrobe! What? You want me to fuck your cunt? It's huge and stretched out! It wouldn't feel good for me!”

“But... It just hurts so much.” Laura couldn't blink back the tears that were pooling on the kitchen table.

“I've sacrificed so much for you and you really can't take a tiny bit of pain? Not even for me?” He said as he started to buckle up his pants in anger. “Just get the fuck out.” Guilt started to wash over the abused girl.

“W-wait. Derek, I'm sorry. Please fuck my ass.” Laura sobbed. Derek looked at her silently with his arms crossed. Laura spread her ass open to show her twitching asshole. “I was being a stupid selfish slut. I'm really really sorry. You're right, you've done so much for me and I've just been so selfish! Please fuck my ass. Fuck it please! I'm sorry my pussy is so gross, but you're so nice to me that you'd fuck my ass! So please!” Laura begged and sobbed pathetically as she had her cheeks spread for him.

It took restraint to unbuckle his pants as slowly as he did. His hard on was becoming painful. He took his hard shaft back out and forced it into Laura's tight ass. Laura shrieked as he rocked in and out, trying to shove his meat into her hole. He stabbed his thick cock into her tiny pucker, fighting against the resistance and forcing his whole member to the base. Her huge sobs came out in gurgles as Derek pounded her poor ass relentlessly.

“Stop fucking crying.” Derek grunted as he drove harder into her dry ass. “Worthless cunts like you love taking it in the ass and think about it all the time. I know you finger yourself thinking about my fat dick stretching out your pathetic asshole.” He let out a long moan as he buried himself in her tight sphincter and gushed his cock juice deep in her bowels. Laura groaned as she felt her bowels filled up with cum, finally relieved that it was over.

Laura's ass lining clinged to Derek's dick like it was being pulled inside out as he withdrew his cock. Her gaping asshole didn't have to wait too long for a replacement though.

“We don't want you to make a mess while you walk back home would we?” Derek had a wide butt plug he had placed aside earlier and stuffed it into Laura's stretched hole. Laura groaned in agony, as her ass was once again violated. She quietly sobbed as she slowly sat up and onto her feet. Her ass felt like it was wrecked for the rest of her life and her dark purple funbags were aching beyond belief.

“You better get the fuck out soon. I'm going to be hanging out with Melissa later and you'd really just be a buzzkill.” Derek said, as he tossed her the slut uniform she was wearing before. Laura could barely recognize her breasts. Having them bound at the base had turn them into firm fat purple melons that stuck out stupidly from her chest.

“Can I take these off now?... My tits hurt so much...” Laura pleaded.

“If I wanted them off, I would have taken them off myself. What do you think I am stupid? This is a part of making your tiny tits bigger. Don't take off the nice new rope bra I made for you until you get home.”

Laura silently put on the thin shirt, struggling to pull the weak fabric over her chest. She could feel the tight shirt hugging her inflated funbags and now barely covering her stomach. The purple color of her tits were just as visible through the sheer white of the fabric.

“Oh, and before I forget. This is going to help make your nipples nice and sensitive.” Laura could hear the shirt faintly ripping as Derek pulled the neckline down and under her udders. Her boyfriend pulled out a small square of fine grit sandpaper and rubbed her erect buds. She squirmed and he harshly scrubbed the corase paper against her tit tips until they were swollen red and pulled her shirt back up and over her obscene breasts.

“Unghhh... Thank you Derek....” She moaned as she got ready to leave. Her tingling nipples were screaming in pain as they rubbed up against her shirt as she walked. Just having clothes on was going to be agony for the rest of the week.