I've been writing exstensively a lot my many sightings at work. Just yesterday I assisted an enormously stacked black brickhouse. She was filling out an elaborate 5 hook 3 underwire brassiere in the 38-DDD cup range. Furthermore, the dress she was wearing exposed the deep shoulder grooves cut by her other bras. Then there was the massively stacked, stout Puerto-Rican mami who was busting out of a rolling Stone logo tank top. Her expansive 44-F bosom was balanced out by an equally round, big and heavy backside. All this was balanced in the air on her highheeled sandals. She quiverred and quaked as she moved about the store. Incredible.
Now, for the downside of the job. I believe we are cursed as though we have a steady stream of buxom patrons, we can't keep any stacked associates to save our life. those we do have are sexy in the supermodel sense although most are below 5'4" in height. My first direct boss was a six foot amazon raver with a sizable behind, memorable, but not my type. Then there was a 36-C buxom Italian beladonna, who was also full top and bottom. In fact her breasts swoll and firmed up considerably while PMSing. Knowing I am a devoted breast man she invited me to a hands on demo of just how firm. She would also break into a bouncy jog everytime she caught me staring on the floor. Alas, she had trouble at home and quit. Most tragically, on one of my days off, we hired an associate Sarah, and everyone woudn'tshut the fuck up about how huge her tits were. I come in the next day and spot a short blonde filling out her overcoat. I try to spark conversation, it turns out shes Sarah, I'm jockying for a preview of the fun to come when some fucker calls me aside. Sarah did work for about 3 hours and promptly quit, all this before I could show up later the same day. She allegedly works at a bank in the area, I'm trying to get a hook up.
Lastly, there was a weekend worker of Laotian descent who worked through the winter but quit due to commuting snafus. We are good friends and she comes in maybe once a month with 2 people in tow. One is another good friend who worked in the stock room.
The other is a petite Laotian chick with heaviest most perfectly shaped bosom i've ever seen on an Asian (sorry). Her breasts literally overwhelm her 5'2" frame. An easy 38-DD like a Laotian Soleil Moon Frye. here's the tragic part. They always come in together and never with a boyfriend in tow. In love at first sight, I ask my friend
"So who's your friend?"
"Friend? That's my niece!"
"Oh! She have a boyfriend?"
"What?, she's only 14!"
Friends, this hyperbuxom vision couldn't be younger than 23. She just looked so mature, her full breasts rival and defeat any comers regardless of age or background which validates my next question...
"What the hell are you feeding that kid?"
"That's all McDonald's".
So it is true. Hormones make all the difference. Now, when they make their monthly visit and the niece (visibly growing bustier with each visit) dressed for summer a-stretching at the seams and a-gaping at the buttons as she pushes toward Farang Ding-Dong
(minus the latex) proportions, all I can do is make feeble jokes about how I have my calendar marked in 2004 when she's legal.
Until then, i understand the two of them work as waitresses at the family restaurant. There always is the opportunity for some Baltimore Bullet style sightings.