36-C

What, was she getting fat, or something?

She hadn’t been eating more than usual, or anything greasy really… but it was like all of the sudden none of her bras were fitting (and that was a shame, she really loved all of her bras).

She was standing in the middle of her room, staring into her full-body mirror. She had taken her shirt off a bit ago, and was then gazing at how the flesh and meat of her breasts were emerging from the line of the cup of her bra.

She was a size 34-B, and had been for the longest time. She’d had her favorite bras, her least favorite, the one that she’d stay away form at all costs, and the one she’d sometimes sleep in and not care… but was it finally showing that she’d have to throw them all away, and get new ones? You’d have to be kidding.

She sighed, running the tip of a finger over the black lace of the bra. That one was her favorite, it would be a shame to part.

The was a silent knock on her bedroom door, “Hey, Princess! I’ve got something for you!”

She gasped, arms flying out to cover her chest, “Marceline!”

The vampire froze in mid-step through the door way, “Oh… OH! Oh wow I’m sorry, I was just…” She held out a little plastic bag from a clothing store, “I… I’ll just go now. And give this to you later.” She was walking out the door when Bonnibel said-

“No, it’s alright, you can stay.” She removed the arms from her chest, gesturing to the bed, “I could use your help, anyway.”

Marceline’s face lit up just a bit, “Wow, really Bonnie?” She hovered across the room after shutting the door promptly, taking a lounging position on the mattress, stomach down. She looked up at Bubblegum expectantly once she was comfortable, “What’s on your mind, cutie?”

The Princess could tell that she was purposely trying not to look at her breasts, and not only did she find that cute, but comical.

“Marceline… do I need to get new bras?” She held her hands just under her chest, her eyebrows pulled together.

“Well… um…" The vampire blushed, gnawing on her botton lip. "I don’t know?”

Bubblegum sighed, “Marceline, I’m serious. Do I?”

She glanced at her breasts quickly, “I… could take, like, some measurements, I guess?”

She smiled lightly, “Thank you so much, Marceline!” She walked over to her bedside drawer, taking out a loose white measuring tape and handing it to the other.

She stood up from the bed, the tape in hand. In front of the mirror, she tried to measure across her chest, and around, but had a negative expression on her face, “Um… I think you need to…” Her cheeks were glowing brighter red by the moment.

“Need to what?”  The Princess asked calmly.

“Could you like, take off your bra? Your cups are padded.” Her eyes cast down to the carpet.

Bubblegum began to blush as well, “Oh, well alright.” She turned her back to the other, “Could you please unhook it for me, then?”

Fumbling fingers took apart the clothing.

“Thank you.” The bra slipped off of her shoulders, and she discarded it to her mattress. Bonnie turned back to Marceline, topless.

The panic and discomfort was painfully obvious in her features, and only increased as Bubblegum crossed her arms behind her head. But quickly she pressed the tape across her pale pink breasts.

A minute or two later she hastily said “You’re gonna need new bras, darling.”

Her mouth dropped, “What?!”

Marceline didn’t move away when she was done, instead staring very deeply at something the other could not place.

“Marceline, what are you-“

The vampire pressed lips to her half open mouth, grabbing onto her open chest.

Bubblegum shrunk away immediately, “Marceline!” Her arms flung out to cover herself. “What are you doing?!”

Marceline looked hurt, gaze dropping. “I-I’m sorry. I’ll just go now.”

“No, I’m not asking you to leave. I just want to know why you didn’t… tell me.”

Marceline could not have flushed more.

“Come here,” The Princess beckoned tenderly.

She went closer, hesitantly, heart pounding madly in her ribcage.

“You don’t hide that kind of information from a princess, Vampire Queen.” She leaned in, capturing the other’s lips.

Marceline grinned so wide that her fangs poked the other’s mouth. She reached out, cupping PB’s pale, pink breasts. She pushed her thumbs into her nipples, gently biting down on Bubblegum’s lip.

“Marceline, I-“

“No.” She rolled both nipples between her thumbs and fingers, “Don’t say anything.”

The Princess sighed contently, forcing more of Marceline’s fingers to hold more of her.

“So eager.”  Our blood-sucking friend shoved the girl down onto the bed, gently laying her against it as she leaned in to suck on one of the buds.

“Marceline! Please I-“

“No, Bonnibel,” She covered her mouth with a palm, continuously licking her breast, “Shut up.”

“But Marceline-“Bubblegum began to strain against the hands that held her wrists above her head.

“Shh,” She whispered, “it’s okay. Just trust me.” Marceline straddled her princess’ hips, toying with a clump of her hair. “Believe me,” She then bowed low enough for her own lips to just barley be touching the other’s. “You’re going to enjoy this.”

woops bye