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Fate is a bitch.

It was just a dream. I was sure of it. As I began to wake up, groggy as hell, I turned my head a bit and long strands of hair fell over my face. As I breathed, I could feel two large breasts, part on my chest, but with a lot of their mass slipped into my armpits as real breasts tend to when a woman lays on her back. Read more