Be Cafeful Of What You WantA Poem by therisaTongue in cheek.Where Have I gone Wrong? A Question I find myself Answering On a daily basis. As My breasts Continue to grow Approaching A "D" cup size. Please Try to understand I have always Wanted breasts To call my own. Except I would be Totally happy If my breasts stopped Growing at a "B" cup. As if The Breast Faerie Takes a perverse pleasure In my experience. Swear That damn Faerie Is really A male In disguised. Pervert. © 2013 therisaAuthor's Note
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