Reddie for Something New #2 (Patreon)

Okay so the previous Nicky scene is actually #3 in this series. I was just a big doofus and forgot. Nevertheless, have some more Nicky stuff and some backstory to go with it! Like #1 and #3, it's written by my partner in crime GhostPlasma.  

(Also I hope the formatting isn't too confusing, with the flashback and text messages and all. That's going to be a reoccuring thing with this series :>)

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Nicky tapped the back button on her surface, erasing the line she'd drawn. "Branches don't look like that..."

She zoomed out looking over the tree. It curved up from a flower, blossoming at its branches.

"From all our accounts it looks like delayed puberty. Your hormone levels are about right, if a bit high."

Nicky stopped poking the flesh overflowing her bra her legs swaying below her over the edge of the examination table. "How big am I going to get?"

The plush doctor leafed through her chart, leaning back against the cabinets behind her. "It's hard to say. It could have already ended, or could continue for years. We've seen cases like this go either way." Niky tried not to compare her newfound assets to the much larger ones in front of her. "Regardless of the course it takes though there should be very little effect to your health. It's a natural process that your body is designed to cope with."

Nicky couldn't help but smile as she sketched out the next section of the tree. Vines had always called out to her, long and skinny, rarely blooming. But a new design called to her now. It started as a flower, something pretty to express the joy she felt at finally not being flat chested. As she finished the flower she felt the urge to keep going. Laying out her desires in digital ink. The tree rose from the flower, ever growing, the branches thinning out to blossoming vines.

She found herself giggling at the thought of growing. She put the pen down, reaching over to her phone.

Before she could even unlock it, it vibrated softly in her hand.

ARKane: Hey
Reddie: Hey I was just about to text you. Something amazing is happening!
ARKane: Oh. Cool... Hey I... I don't want to derail you from that but. I really need some advice.
Reddie: Sure, are you okay?
ARKane: I'm go-
ARKane: No. I think I fucked up. But I don't know what to do.
Reddie: What's wrong?
ARKane: You remember that... Thing.., we talked about a while back. About what we like?

Nicky smiled. Pushing away from her desk with her feet, rolling over to her bed and flopping onto it.

Reddie: When we were drunk texting?
ARKane: ... Yeah... That.
Reddie: I remember you admitting you liked huge boobs. 😝
ARKane: uuughhh yeah. that.
ARKane: So a while back, my girlfriend asked about it, and I told her about my... preferences... and things haven't really been the same ever since. I met with her today and she told me that she doesn't want to go out with me because she says our preferences are incompatible.
ARKane: It's not like I don't love her. She's probably one of the best girls I've ever dated and I want to keep our relationship alive. I don't know what to do. And I don't know how to convince her that I like her. More and more she's ignoring my attempts to spend time with her. I've always gone out of my way to try and do these elaborate things. She's amazing and I can't help but want to be with her but every time I do something nice she dismisses it as me just trying to apologize for being unfaithful. I'm not unfaithful, at least I don't think I am. Is it bad that I occasionally will watch huge boobed porn? Everyone has their kinks right?
ARKane: Should I have lied? Told her I like girls with small breasts? I never thought that me being honest with the person I love would tear us apart.
ARKane: I don't want to be rude. But your the only friend I'm even remotely comfortable asking this of. I need to know your perspective.
ARKane: As a girl with... Small breasts... How do you handle guys who have preferences that lean the other ways?

Nicky's excitement evaporated as she read through the messages. I can't tell him. Not now.

Reddie: You have to understand things from our perspective. I haven't been normal since middle school. While all the other girls were blossoming into their soft selves I was one of less than a handful of girls who never got anything more than a passing regard from puberty.
Reddie: It hurts to see other more well endowed girls get all the attention. The guys always looking at how their breasts, their butts, even their bellies, jiggle. To know that they aren't interested in a girl who could almost pass as a guy. It hurts.
Reddie: I live through what she's going through every day. And every day all I could ever want is to just be bigger. I like who I am but you have to understand how hard it is for those of us who don't have the desired assets to even be seen for who we are and not what we lack.

Nicky felt a bitter taste in her mouth writing that. Putting words to a lifetime of feelings felt wrong, like a betrayal to her past self.

Reddie: You aren't wrong for liking what you like. You are in the majority.
Reddie: And she isn't wrong for hating you for it.
ARKane: Is there anything at all I can do?
Reddie: I'm sorry. I don't know.
ARKane: If she truly feels the way you think she does... I can't in good conscience hold her back from finding someone better suited for her. No matter how much we click. Thanks Nicky. I'm going to talk to her and let her make the decision. If she decides against me. Then well... Oh well. 😐😊

Nicky couldn't bring herself to respond. She just tossed her phone to the side and buried her face into the pillow.  She couldn't explain why she cried, she just did.