A Candy a Day, a Bimbo this Way

“Damn, Lightning, how many bras are you going to bust this year?”

“Man, I think they’re getting even bigger than last year’s captain.”

“Well, I definitely know mine are now bigger than Rainbow’s.”

“Isn’t everyone’s?”

Rainbow Dash’s eye twitched. Every week, something new for the girls to talk about. Every week, someone is flaunting off a new bra, or talking about a boy doing something stupid while watching them run. And every week, Rainbow Dash had to stay in the showers, as no one would feel comfortable speaking to each other, because they knew how pissed she got about the subject. Unfortunately, they severely underestimated how loud the showers were.

“I sometimes wonder if she even needs a bra.”

Dash grit her teeth as her fist clenched around the bar of soap in her hand. She glared at it, trying to stay calm as she looked down, and ignored the fact that she could barely see her nipples while doing this. She had boobs, technically, but almost no one seemed to count AA to be a size. It was during this thought that the slippery soap owned up to its title, and smacked her in the forehead. Rainbow Dash breathed in, before slapping a hand over her mouth and screaming in frustration.

She could soon hear her vice-captain, the apparently even bustier, Lightning Dust, shout in, “Are you okay in there?”

Rainbow gripped the shower nozzles, breathing in again, before yelling back, ”Just fine. You know how I like my long showers.”

“Alright. Text me when you’re out so we can go over the rosters. I’ll be in the cafeteria.”

“Gotcha.” Rainbow let out a deep sigh. She held no real hate for Lightning Dust, or any of the chestier girls in school either. Heck, two of her best friends had the largest tits in school, and she often had spent these long showers thinking about those very ones... though, she usually waited for her shower at home for that. No, it was simply wishing guys wouldn’t just stare at them, and would at least see the shorter girl.

She bent down, enjoying her flexibility as she became almost a ball, her rump almost touching the tile below her. Rainbow’s hands ran along her taut thighs, and she smiled to herself as they caressed the small creases in her muscles. “Doesn’t anyone like smooth legs anymore, or a tight ass?” She sighed, trying to release the tension in her, but succeeding in only falling back, and smacking her head against the tiled wall behind her. “Ah, son of a bitch!”

She waited for a few moments, her hands now on the back of her head as she squinted with one eye. The water raining down on her, soaking her bare, lithe body, could have drowned out any shouts, but she doubted it. There had been no response, and she had definitely been loud enough, so she should be fine to come out. She got back up slowly, making sure she didn’t have a concussion before she really got moving, and slipped a yellow towel over her petite breasts, and tight frame of a torso.

She slowly stepped over to her locker, keeping the fabric close to her body as she shook in the cold room. She wished they would get a decent heater, but Canterlot High was never known as being the most well maintained school in the world, so freezing it would stay. Luckily for her, her locker wasn’t too far, and she had learned long ago how to spin it free with just one hand. A small chuckle escaped her as her mind went to the idea of Lightning Dust’s bust’s never ending expansion, and remembered to think of that image again when she put these fingers to use tonight.

With a small pop, the door to the locker swung open, and on top of her clothes, a white shirt, pink skirt, and matching panties/bra, was a small confectioner's box. She stopped, looking at the white package for a few moments, before sliding it out. It had a card on the front, stating, To Rainbow Dash, the best athlete a guy could want, if she wasn’t a stick.

A small growl escaped her lips, and Rainbow opened up the card to see what the asshole had to say inside.

I do hope that my joke did not offend, but I wished to make sure you remembered why a spot of raspberry chocolate from time to time may not be a bad thing. In fact, these ones are very good things. If eaten once a day for five days, you will find your body stronger, and, more importantly, curvier. By the end of the regiment, I would bet on C, if not D, as well as not needing, or wanting, as much sleep, and a far better attitude to those who may wish to look upon your assets.

I do hope that a better you is indeed why you were chosen, and that you enjoy the comfort these small candies may provide. If you do not, I guarantee I will give you a full refund.

With his best wishes,

Cros

Rainbow bit into her lip as she turned the card back over. Like the box, it was only white, and held no answers to her questions. She wasn’t even sure how in the world it got in there. On top of that, all it did was insult her, and remind her that, yeah, she was flat chested. “And what’s wrong with that?”

She spent a moment listening to the echo in the room, and hung her head down. This was what was wrong with that. She was left yelling at a box of her favorite chocolates simply because she practically only had nipples on her chest. That was probably the last straw, and she popped the box open. She picked up the dark, round ball, and sighed. “At the very least, I’m putting you in just so I feel better.”

And so Rainbow put the chocolate in her mouth, and began to chew. It definitely was good, possibly the best chocolate she had ever had. Nothing really seemed to happen though, as no warmth entered her. The towel around her didn’t even budge, like she had hoped it would. Instead, she was just waiting there, dripping wet, expecting a piece of chocolate to make her dream come true. “And now I feel stupid.”

Rainbow quickly got dressed, slipping the bra over her abysmally small breasts, and getting her underwear fitting snugly against her ass. She had things to do that night, like studying and homework, and so just slid the box into her bag. They would make for nice treats throughout the week, even if they did jack all.

With this in mind, she called Lightning Dust up, and didn’t feel her bra grow ever so slightly looser, getting a ready for tonight.