Taping Melons


"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I fucking hate boobs!" Ethan ranted to his friend. "There's so much weight on my chest; I can't even breathe."

"Calm down, they're not that big," Caroline said back to him. She was helping him tape down his DD cup breasts in the gym locker room. "Besides," she continued, "Plenty of other girls would do anything to trade places with you."

"Maybe that's what happened. Maybe this chick got sick of her tits giving her back problems and wanted to try her luck as a guy. And now I'm stuck as her. Stuck with these things."

"I think you're overthinking it. Who knows why this happened? There's a million possible explanations." She wrapped the last bit of tape around at secured it in the front. "There, I think you're all set."

Ethan fit his bra over his bound breasts and went to put on the rest of his clothes. There was no way he could pass for a man, but perhaps he could at least do some physical activity without being constantly reminded of his new femininity. It was time to put the tape to the test.

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