Ever since Amber could remember her tits were always bigger than anyone else in her class, and even in 8th grade, she was a solid C-cup. While now as a junior she filled her bras out to a very full 36D. All this big tit flesh ran in the family, as both of her older sisters were D's, and her mom and two aunts were double D's! It's not as if they were big overweight cows either. The Wilson girls while not thin, were nowhere near hefty, nice and healthy is how her dad referred to her mom, and that described Amber to a tee!!!
Because of her obvious attributes, Amber received a whole lot of attention from the male species, and not just from boys her own age! The male teachers always paid a little more heed than they did to other more normally endowed girls, and while Amber didn't overtly flaunt it, she loved to make the boys (and men) squirm around her by accentuating her ripe bust. Her favorite victim was wimpy Mr. Fields the government teacher. It was said that he would stay late in his classroom doing some extracurricular activities after everyone left the room.
It was noted that he had a penis pump and would he would start pumping his penis after each lecture he gave. People would talk about him having a tiny penis, so he needed to pump it up just to see it. Walking past his classroom, you could see him bent over his chair with a plastic device seen on him, only covered by the desk which would not allow a clear view of his penis being pumped. He would spend all his free time alone in that classroom, pumping his cock.
This is why Amber loved nothing more than to unbutton the top two buttons on her blouse, go up to a seated Mr. Fields, then bend over to ask an innocuous question for the sole purpose of giving him an eye full of cleavage. She did this just to tease, really, not to cause any real trouble, but the trouble is exactly what Amber was getting into.
With two weeks left in the semester, all the teachers handed out progress reports to let the students know where they stood grade-wise. Amber had always done well in school and her parents expected nothing less than honor roll type marks. Everything was OK until Mr. Fields handed out the notices that fateful Friday afternoon. A D!!! She was getting a D in government!!!
This was not only bad, but it was also a disaster!!! Her folks might tolerate one C on her report card--but a D would mean a one-month grounding. No social life for a whole month! Amber decided that she would talk to Mr. Fields after the day's final period, maybe if she pleaded with him maybe she could pull a C after all.
As the last bell rang students began fleeing the school like lemmings jumping into the sea, until soon the whole place was pretty much empty, leaving Amber as one of the few students left in the building. Hoping that Mr. Fields would be alone as she approached the government classroom, Amber stuck her head around the corner of the door only to see Mr. Fields alone grading some papers. She quickly unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse and entered the room. As she neared his desk Mr. Fields looked up from his grading and asked what she wanted.
Amber, acting properly upset, told Mr. Fields of her plight, and although he was sympathetic, he said there wasn't anything he could do for her. After hearing this, Amber began to cry, causing Mr. Fields to come over and put his arm around her to help her sit down, while accidentally brushing his hand across her fat breast. At this point, she had to make a quick decision, and with a little shiver, she told Mr. Fields that it was something else that was really bothering her. " It's my chest," she wailed, "I feel like such a cow with these two big things stuck to me, everybody stares at me, I'm just a freak!" At that point, she started crying even harder while wiping the tears from her eyes.
