My Steamy Story: After a breakup, Lisa finds herself cryi...

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O. M. G. you guys, this was such a main character glow-up moment, I can't even. Woke up this morning, still shook from crying over my sad little A-cups last night, and did a full body check in the mirror. I literally gasped. My tits were, like, actually there. Still small, but suddenly so much rounder and fuller. I was like, "no cap, is this real?" I yeeted my old sad-girl pjs and squeezed into this tiny, spicy red top I could never fill out before. The way the fabric stretched over my new curves? Iconic. I was low-key vibing all day, catching people staring and it was such a slay. I felt so boujee and powerful, dancing between classes. Little did I know, my boob fairy godmother, Elna, was totally stanning from the shadows, breaking all the rules to keep my glow-up going. Every morning is a new surprise now, and I am so here for it. Period.