Chapter three
For the second time in the space of a week Michelle found herself unsure of what had really just happened to her. Had the crazy old woman really came back to take great delight in her sudden yet ever so slight decrease in her precious cup size.
Dejectedly Michelle did know that her magnificent big boobs had lost their prized status of 32GG cup. A wave of tiredness caused Michelle to lean back against her bedroom wall and slid down to slump on the floor. She was at a loss to rationalise why and how this crazy old woman was suddenly stalking her, but what worried her more was that she had no idea why she had suddenly shrunk to a 32G.
Picking herself up of the floor Michelle could only hope and pray that it was a hormonal fluctuation and that she would soon be back up to filling out her cherished 32GG cups. With that she adjusted the straps of her bra and got ready for her all-important lunch date.
In the Uber ride to the posh London restaurant Michelle began to worry that the rich businessman, who was one of the wealthiest men in the world, would not notice her sudden decreased cup size. Steadily a sense of panic began to stir down in Michelle’s stomach.
Yet mercifully the man was too preoccupied with Michelle boobs to notice that they were ever so slightly shrunk. They had titty fucked as normal and Michelle was a bit more clingy as they lay in bed after their afternoon of energetic sex. Usually Michelle was extremely strict about cuddling afterwards as she knew if she did then she risked developing feelings for the wrong person. But the loss of just one precious cup size made Michelle saviour the experience that little bit more.
After that Michelle settled down into her usual routine and as the weeks turned into months, she became more accustomed to her big 32G cup boobs. The glamour modelling industry still craved every shot and video of its greatest model, with some industry insiders even had serious in-depth conversations on whether or not Michelle was a genuine contender for ‘Greatest of all time’. Whilst mega rich businessmen still formed an orderly que to wine and the beautiful and insanely busty Michelle.
It was one of these mega rich men that made Michelle find herself in yet another Uber as it made its way out to Heathrow. Michelle sat in the back, clutching her passport, and gazed out of the window as London streamed past. She was both excited and nervous about her flight out to Dubai which was paid for by a construction owner with a fortune of well over £500 billion.
She had been introduced to him at a lavish party in LA a couple of years ago and he had instantly made it his mission to bed Michelle and her truly incredible 32GG cup breasts. To begin with she had simply enjoyed the chase and gave into his charm after a couple of token brush offs. She had had to admit the man had been an impressive lover and the sex was excellent.
Over the next few months, he had showered her in gifts from expensive lingerie to private jets to fly her out to whatever city in the world he had been working in. It was an incredible experience for a woman in her early twenties and deep-down Michelle knew it was all down to her incredible gravity defying boobs.
Michelle put her anxiety out of her mind as her flight was called and she made her way down along the well-trodden path to the gate for her flight to Dubai, a trip she had made well over 30 times in the last two years following the stunning revelation that she was filling out an incredible 32GG cup.
Surprisingly, the flight seemed more empty than usual and Michelle found herself sat in a window seat in a row by herself. The calmness of the empty flight helped put Michelle’s mind at ease, and as an already experienced flier she simply chose to close her eyes and drift off to sleep as the big jumbo jet made its way down the runway and into the sky.
A couple of hours into the flight Michelle gently woke up and saw that the cabin had grown dark. At the end of the aisles she could see the distinctive red jacketed air hostesses finishing up the drinks trolley. Sleepily Michelle moved in her seat to get comfier only practically jump out of her skin.
“Hello Michelle fancy bumping into you up here” said the old woman who had somehow managed to sit right beside her, “Oh yes, I remember now your off to Dubai for some more sensual titty fucking fun with the billionaire” said the old woman in her pleasant voice. Michelle instantly wanted to shout at the woman to leave her alone but still no sound would come out of her mouth.
“Let’s see now, the last time we met you’d just lost an all-important cup size, you’d just lost your headline grabbing and crowning glory 32GG cup size that meant so, so much to you and all those men who just couldn’t get enough of those incredible full and firm breasts” said the old woman who’s eyes went down to the comfortable zip up top Michelle was wearing.
“Now let’s see if you’re still a big 32G cup Michelle, shall we?” asked the old woman as she moved a hand over to the zipper and curled her long bony fingers around it. Gently she unzipped Michelle’s top to reveal the white tank top that tightly held her precious boobs in place and displayed a thick line of deep cavernous cleavage.
“Well” said the old woman as she adopted a more matter of fact tone, “it looks like you’re still a very full firm 32G cup to me Michelle. You must be enormously proud of these sensational boobs. Yet the question really is this, do you deserve them?”
With that a foreboding look of darkness developed over the old woman’s face and her tone became more menacing as she said, “I mean they have given you a certain sense of fame, or infamy, depending on how you look at it.
“You are practically a household name across the UK and have a bit of fame in America as well. Would you have that level of recognition if it weren’t for these genuinely amazing boobs?
“And yet all you do is bully other women for not being as slim or as busty as you, whilst you simply titty fuck your way around very rich men without a care in the world for any damage you cause to other women.”
Michelle felt her mouth go dry as the desert as she tried again to shout for help as the old woman turned and cupped her big 32G cup boobs, but still she could not muster enough strength to speak. The old woman let go of Michelle’s precious boobs and turned to sit back in her seat and looked straight ahead and simply said, “I hear that this guy’s bought you a matching 32GG cup bra and panties set for you to wear for him. I think you’d get away with it as your still a 32G cup, but…” as the old woman tailed off, she turned to face Michelle then said, “what if you were a 32F cup? What would he say? Would there suddenly be rumours flying about that the great Michelle was losing her precious big full and firm, yet oh so spectacular gravity defying breasts?
“What would all of those models you bullied say when they find out that your prized big boobs are suddenly and very dramatically shrinking in size?” The old woman paused and studied the fear etched upon Michelle’s beautiful face, then in a joyous manner said, “I know what, let’s find out shall we?”
Excitedly the old woman clicked her fingers together and suddenly Michelle felt herself somehow lighter than before and she felt the straps of her bra loosen. A sense of dread filled Michelle’s mind as the old woman reached over and felt Michelle’s precious boobs.
“There you go this bra feels much looser on you already. I guess you really are starting to leave the big cups behind Michelle, just like I said you would. Remember it happened to me as well, I know what it’s like to go from an ultra-desirable busty goddess down to mere mortal with normal boobs. I guess you must be losing your precious big cup sizes pretty fast now. Well I must dash, enjoy trying to fill those big 32GG cups out now.”
Hours later Michelle felt dazed as she got off the plane as the intense heat from the desert blasted into her. Worryingly as Michelle made way down to the front of the plane, she felt her breasts sloshing around in her 32G cup bra. It just could not happen, when she had left London a few hours ago Michelle was a comfortable 32G cup but now her precious boobs had somehow shrunk even more.
Panic gripped Michelle as she walked into the shiny glistening glass and steel terminal and she immediately made a bee line for the toilets. Quickly she locked the cubicle door and, with her heart thumping in her chest, unzipped her top then took off her brilliant white tank top to reveal that sad reality that she was no longer filling out her big 32G cup bra. Instead Michelle cupped her boobs together and estimated, somewhat sadly that the old woman was right, that she lost yet more of her precious cup size and looked to be only a 32F.
Alone she sat on the toilet seat and tried to gather her thoughts and form a plan. But her mind was too hazy for her to think straight. After a couple of minutes Michelle felt resigned to her fate and left the toilets and joined the cue for passport control. She cut a disconsolate figure as she made her way into the VIP waiting area and to the waiting chauffeur driven Bentley.
The trip had been a disaster from that point on as the chauffeur had clear phoned ahead to say that Michelle had suffered some loss of cup size. When she had arrived at the mansion the mega rich businessman had not been there to greet her as usual. Instead she was fobbed off with some excuse from his assistant, who was a slim young woman around the same age as Michelle, and equally – if not more so - busty.
“Now Ms Michelle if you care to follow me I need you to try on some underwear before he will see you” said the assistant, who was a very beautiful young woman with curves in all the right places and wearing in a grey business skirt and blouse that hugged her figure just right. The assistant opened a door and said, “please after you Ms Michelle.”
Dutifully Michelle did what she was told and walked into the bright white changing room which had a mirrored wall and some chairs with the bra and panties set neatly folded up ready for Michelle to try on. The assistant walked over to Michelle and stood in front of her and locked her eyes into Michelle. “Just now I will undress you and see if you can fill the 32GG cup bra. If you do then you can stay as planned. If not, then we will fly you back to London tonight.”
Michelle again felt panic rising as the woman unzipped her top and instantly realised that Michelle had no chance of filling out the enormous 32GG cups. Still the woman continued to remove Michelle’s clothes as she lifted off the white tank top to expose her 32G cup bra hanging slightly loose over her dramatically smaller breasts.
The assistant smirked as she took the big 32G cup bra off Michelle and said, “I am afraid you’re not fooling anyone by wear that huge bra Michelle, you are clearly requiring a much smaller cup size these days.” It was the most humiliating experience of Michelle’s life as the assistant removed a measuring tape from a small bag beside the bra and panties set and began to measure Michelle’s bust.
Again, the smirk appeared on the woman’s face as placed the tape around Michelle’s boobs. “Well Ms Michelle” said the assistant with a huge, almost mocking smile on her face, “I’m sorry to inform you that you will be sent back to London on the next available flight. I am afraid to say you are now only a 32F cup and the boss only grants an overnight audience with women who are a 32G or larger cup size. Even I have now got larger boobs than you as I am a 32FF, and I am only a minor assistant. Please put your clothes on and get ready to return to the airport.”
Michelle felt crestfallen as she put her clothes back on and fought back tears as the reality began to dawn on her that her precious big boobs were suddenly losing a little bit of their prized size and volume with every passing day. Slowly but surely her career defining big boobs were somehow feeling like they were irreversibly vanishing as they had gone from the world’s most gravity defying full and firm 32GG cup boobs to a significantly smaller and sagging 32F cup.
Later, on the flight home Michelle began to desperately think of ways to reverse her dramatic career ending loss of cup sizes, until a sense of deep tiredness gradually took hold of her and she finally drifted off to sleep.
More to follow...