"Is it too late to say 'I'm sorry, I was stupid'?" You asked with a bit of a nervous laughter. You didn't think you'd get caught like this and your heart was beating so fast it felt like it could bounce out of your chest any time while you couldn't even fathom the consequences but you knew there'd be consequences.

"I'm not even mad" Jen said softly but this was the last thing you expected and you were only incredibly baffled from it, though at least it meant things were fine, right?
"Looks like we could have some more fun" She said as she lowered you a bit and held you right before her lips, which were several times the size of buildings to you and yet the view remained alluring. Not too plump nor too thin, with just the right amount of plush and looking slightly moist in a healthy way. However, you were so entranced by the sight of those lips that you missed Jen using her free hand to slide her bra under her shirt and back into place though unclasped.

"I'm gonna need both hands for this though" Jen then said and just as you were about to ask what she meant she dropped you into one of her bra cups. The soft fabric broke your fall with ease and you noticed that in spite of Jen's enormous chest, the bra didn't have any sort of wires, for which you were thankful for or that could've hurt if you hit your back on those.

'Hold up, this is Jen's bra?' You thought just as you felt your surroundings rise and just as you looked up you saw Jen's gigantic mountain-sized boob right above, looking like it was approaching fast. In mere moments you found yourself pressed rightly against it and then heard a vague clicking noise. It didn't take a genius to figure that one out: Jen put her bra back on and had just clasped it. You were sandwiched between the fabric of the bra itself and her nipple, which compared to you it was roughly the size of a small house.

'What the hell?' You thought, feeling increasingly embarrassed as you were pushed into the soft yet slightly roughly textured skin. By pure reflex you tried to push this large flesh mass off yourself to no avail, instead causing everything around you to shake for several seconds, hearing Jen giggling and... moaning?

"I didn't even get to tell you about it" Jen said with some of that remaining giggle and a breathiness to her voice that wasn't there before "But you can stay there for a bit if you don't mind" She added and very lightly pushed you with her finger, rubbing you against her nipple and the surrounding areola, sending surges all over her chest that felt like wild sparks. There was definitely something extra to you because she'd never felt like this, even when she'd tried things like these with the life-sized lillie dolls Zuemy had provided her with.

All your previous experience with the brob women in your life was pretty much for naught at this point, it was true that you'd been on their chests several times and even in their cleavage but you'd never really had to deal with being stuffed into their bra cups and pushed right into their nipples. Well, there were some instances with your mom but you were immensely embarrassed yourself while she tried to convince you that there was nothing to worry about as she'd fed you with them when you were a baby.

"I don't feel you protesting, am I wrong to take it as you being alright?" She asked with a giggle, feeling your tiny body clearly pressed into her sensitive spot and noticing you weren't squirming all that much and the thing was, you were heavily flustered but it's not like you were protesting feeling her chest so up close and personal.

"Y-Yeah, I'm okay!" You replied, shouting as loud as you could. The vibrations of your voice no doubt amusing her further since she could feel them on the very nipple you were pressed against. You felt what must've been Jen's finger push you against her nipple and rub you in small circles and you assumed she was content with this somehow.

'I swear if Jim and Pete tell me I messed up I'm gonna be mad' You thought. You kinda got mixed signals, your friends and your experiences in Mully Ully Gue made it seem like girls were complicated and that always spoke in riddles, that they rarely ever truly meant what they said or did but the girls and women you'd known throughout your life had been pretty honest and straightforward.

So far, it seemed like these 4 were just like that... but maybe that was too good to be true, like the calm before the storm. Could you really be doing this well with a group of girls, each being way out of your own league on top of being brobs and on your first day at school? It almost seemed like something had to be missing somewhere and you'd pay dearly for not figuring it out in time.

Right now Jen had you inside her bra and pressed into her areola and nipple. She definitely had to like you at least a little bit to let you be in such an intimate spot. Maybe that early theory about her being into Jim wasn't true after all? You wanted to be optimistic, maybe you had some good chances but years upon years of being called a freak, ugly, disgusting, a mongrel, the product of perversion and many worse things it was hard to believe anyone outside your friends and family would have a positive opinion of you.

Yes, your mom told you countless times you were very handsome, more so than your own dad who definitely drew the gaze of ladies of all 3 races but you were convinced she was only saying that because she felt it was her obligation as your mom not to let you feel ugly. That certain fable about the fox and his mom largely confirmed your reasoning.

But how else were you supposed to interpret this? You were mentally grasping at straws at this point. The only way you could see this going downhill was if trapping you in their bra or rubbing you against their nipple was somehow a show of disdain or it had some other unpleasant meaning to brob culture but you never saw anything like it, and you were around plenty of brob women. If Life threw you such a curveball you'd be convinced that the Universe or whatever god was up there in Heaven had an unjustified beef with you.

Meanwhile, Jen noticed that you were laying still. She was still enjoying feeling you against her body but she expected you to be way more touchy-feely given she had you in such an intimate spot. Cindy's general knowledge of anime and related tropes told her most guys were crazy about big boobs and would kill just to barely touch one, so you should be grabbing handful after handful of it to your heart's content now that you had the chance. But then again, real life played a different tune. Besides, she could tell you had quite a bit of self-restraint, maybe a bit too much for her liking but this is why she needed to ease you out of your shell and she hoped things like these were enough proof that she wanted you to reciprocate.

"Hey, you alright in there?" She asked softly, snapping you out of your darkening thoughts.

"H-Huh?" You shook your head and feeling Jen's bodily warmth plus the softness of her areola and nipple surrounding you "Yeah, I'm alright, really"

"Sorry if it's a bit... tight in there" Jen said, blushing a little but also smirking at her own remark "It's hard to find bras that fit me well~" She added with a subtle touch of added sensuality to her voice, then giving her massive chest a slight bounce that she hoped you found seductive. She noticed that the way her boobs wobbled wasn't too different from the way Cindy's or Lillian's butts jiggled, so Cindy definitely had a point about her chest having a similar appeal, though Jen still considered that her ass was the better feature and she hoped that you'd like it best as well.

"D-Don't worry, I'm okay!" Your reaction was like a knee-jerk reflex, wanting to reassure her in case she was implying her chest was too big "It's not like I take up much room anyway" You chuckled, surprising yourself a little that you could find humor even when half your brain felt like scrambled eggs.

"Is that so?" Jen giggled, amused by that response "That sounds like you want to be there more often"

You gulped when you heard her say that. Was she teasing you? Was she serious? Would you look bad if you tried to take her word for it? As you tensed up trying to think of how to respond, your grip on her nipple tightened, sending new waves of tingly stimulation all over her mountainous boob.

"Ooh. I can have you there sometimes but I hope you don't mind the way I was carrying you around today" Jen said, giving her chest a few more slight bounces, feeling your body rub against hers in a way that was driving her wild. She was already very turned on by you and one could say it was a miracle her own horny hadn't taken over her mind yet. Perhaps surprisingly, there was a part of her that enjoyed the more wholesome aspect of having you cuddle against her body, feeling safe and protected, trusting her entirely.
'If this is what she means with wanting to cuddle, I think I understand Cindy a little better now' Jen thought with a smirk, readjusting her bra a little bit and returning her focus to the real world.

"Hey Blaise, how about I let you stay there for a while but on one condition" She said and you could practically hear the mischievous giggling that would ensue. Still, this was way too good to pass up.

"Sure!" You said, blushing red as a tomato about your enthusiasm but she made no comment on it.

"I'm gonna get the drinks for the girls and then we're gonna pretend like I'm all mad that you unclasped my bra and that I'm gonna punish you by shoving you into the cup" Jen said "Try to act scared as best as you can"

Your entire body shuddered and you felt like most of your skin got goosebumps. So she was planning to even make a show out of this? You could see the potential of this sort of joke though, it might even intimidate your friends and, who knows? maybe Zuemy would feel bad she gave you this crazy dare?

"I'll try my best" You replied and Jen cooed approvingly, softly rubbing around her areola for a bit.