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With her first semester behind her, Kiko had taken to her new lifestyle with impressive enthusiasm. Thoughts if studying for her course were coming more and more naturally as she continued to excel. She had become the top student in her AP Fellatio course and was in the top 10% of the school’s Asian Studies across all classes. She could constantly be found practicing her cock sucking skills wherever she could, bringing reasonably sized dildos with her in her purse to suck on while she read, watched tv, or was simply missing the feeling of something in her mouth. It wasn’t uncommon for Millie to bring home a hunky college guy and only for him to get distracted by the tiny Asian with her tiny plastic tits slurping away on a rubber, ruby colored dick while she lounged on the couch.
Still, she would jump up whenever she was caught doing such lewd things in the privacy of her own home. Despite all the training and instruction she’d received while working on her degree, Kiko couldn’t escape that old feeling of shyness when other people were around. The insecurity of having so many sexy women around ate at her constantly and large portions of her off time were devoted to trying to make herself more appealing.
She posed as seductively as she could, wearing as revealing a top as she could find, making sure to look as edgy and enticing as she could for her instagram feed. With Millie making over $6000 a month from her Onlyfans, it was beginning to weigh on Kiko’s self esteem that she couldn’t even get a date if there were other girls around. 

(1)


“What’s wrong with me?” She would ask herself, sighing into her phone at the sexy selfie she’d taken, still finding nothing but flaws to fix and correct. But how? What more could be done? She had fake boobs, blonde hair, and was becoming pretty damn good at doing makeup, but by Bright School standards, she was only as hot as a below-average student. In fact, unless she was playing up her own mockery of her mom’s accent, it seemed like most men she was interested in didn’t care for her nearly as much as the biggest, bustiest slut with the fattest ass.

“Hmmmmm….I guess like……I dunno babe. For me it’s never really a problem I guess. But like aaaalll the girls in Macro are lined out the block. Like not gonna lie I’d fucking DIE if my tits were small.” Millie babbled, completely oblivious to the fact that she was just validating her friend’s fears.
“Yeah, but like.. How I am going to get guys to go out with me if I too small? My mouth is really good. I suck real good. But no one still want me. Ughh. I wish my tits would just grow. “
“What about implants?” Millie offered from over a pair of deceptively nerdy glasses that she only wore in the privacy of the dorm.
“I would need more money for that” Kiko sighed, rolling her eyes at Millie’s suggestions. She already HAD implants, and they were expensive.
“I just need some ideas to get more sexy. I just need to think more..” She whined, still not looking up from her phone.
Millie was already hefting her mammoth breasts in her hands, gasping slightly at how good they felt to play with. “I dunno….I guess it’s harder for girls like you. I don’t need to think too much cuz I have big boobies. They do the work for me. If I need someone smart, I just bounce these mommy milkers until a guy comes and fixes the problem for me. Maybe go talk to the counselor about it?”

(2)


Kiko looked up and grinned happily at her friend who was still squishing her jugs together in the mirror. She may not be the brightest girl around, but every once in a while she had good ideas. Armande always knew what to do in situations like this, and so she went off to speak with him right away.

She hadn’t bothered changing her clothes. Thanks to her grooming and cosmetics courses last semester, Kiko had learned how to make herself look halfway decent wherever she was, passing as at least minimally hot at all times. When she entered the office, receptionist greeted her warmly and even took a moment to offer the Asian blondie some nail tips before Armande buzzed her in.

“Good morning Kiko. What can I help you with today” He asked as warmly as ever.


Kiko explained her situation in rambling detail, often needing to stop and think about how she wanted to describe the feelings that she got around other women at Bright U, often times placing one of her fingers in her mouth as she did. She called it a nervous tick in public, but more often than not she just needed something to suck (suck..suck..suck..) on.


“And you decided that you would come to me to complain about your insecurity?” He asked, stunning Kiko out of her rambling trance.


“Heehn?” She shrilled in surprise.


“Kiko, while I respect the efforts you’ve made to try and make your small breasts less of an issue and the fact that your makeup is getting to a good place, I can’t say that your looks are your problem. Sure, a few cup sizes would help you out, and your ass could do with some squats or maybe even a fat transfer, but not all your problems can or be solved with plastic surgery. So you’re not the hottest. You don’t have a nice ass or big, natural tits. Or plastic ones for that matter! See, what mid-tier girls like you fail to realize is that looks are only half the battle. And while I understand that you have come to see me as a mentor of sorts, I’m afraid that as a counselor and as a man, I think it's time that *you* start putting in some work. If you can impress me, you can impress any man.” Armande lectured as Kiko shrunk further and further down into her seat, covering her chest slightly as she did.


“Tell you what: I am going to have you meet with one of our tutors. She’s Asian, like you, so there won’t be any cultural confusion, and you can talk with her. About what you can do to turn more heads. Her name is Hanako and she has the highest GPA in the entire Asian student category, alright? Go see her and figure out what to do for yourself before you come in here trying to pout for attention with no way to earn it, okay?”


Kiko was shocked. She felt small in every way. Small of body. Small of tits and ass and stature. She felt small of mind. How stupid must she have been, she thought, to try and demand someone like Armande to pet her on the head and tell her she was good when she wasn’t? She took her referral with little more than a nod and headed gloomily over to the Hale Center for tutoring.

Upon reaching the commons area, Kiko was greeted by a large group of partygoers in bikinis and swim trunks, all sporting large breasts or huge muscles that made Kiko (want to suck…suck…) blush shyly. She asked around enough times to be directed by probably a dozen drunk fraternity bros and sorority girls to where a tiny Asian girl in a red top and a pair of jean shorts was happily dancing while she snacked on a bag of chips.


“Umm, I looking for Hanako? You are her?” Kiko asked uncertainly, but not seeing any other person around who could fit the name.


“Oooh! Ohaaaiii!!” The girl cheered, waving one hand on the air as she did. 


She bobbled over cheerily, continuing to snack away while her small, but impressively natural boobs bounced and jiggled the whole way. They were big enough for the outside, Kiko reasoned. But for a Bright Girl, she was well below average.

(3)


“You Sucky-ko, right? You wanna come party with us, okay?”
Kiko didn’t feel like she had any choice in the matter. Hanako simply grabbed her by the hand and pulled her over to a dance floor and handed her a beer. While the tiny girl danced, Kiko couldn’t help but notice something hypnotic about her. The way she moved and the energy she brought every time she spoke was intoxicating. She wasn’t just sexy, she was cute. She was nothing but fun.
Kiko realized that she wasn’t likely to get any formal tutoring, and the moment she did, she felt herself relax significantly. Hanako didn’t need bright blonde hair or plastic boobs and a giant ass to get attention from the multitudes of built white guys that filled the area. All she needed to be was herself and people fawned like crazy, each man eager to have their turn to dance and grind on the eager candy girl.

The party had gone on for hours and Kiko found herself having a remarkably good time. The booze was hitting hard and a pleasant buzz had turned into a sloppy heat that had her stumbling around until she found herself on a couch and making out with one of the men. She’d never had such fun at a party before, nor had she ever partied this hard. As her man hot up to grab a few more drinks to keep their night going, a tipsy Hanako splashed down on the couch next to her and immediately began cuddling the inebriated Kiko.

“You having fun?” She chirped giddily.
“Mmhhhmmmm.” Kiko purred. “I thought I was coming to get tutor but…this is much better…”
“Good! Lots of guys want you, you know. You make my party rockin big hit.” Hanako laughed.
Kiko was surprised. In her mind, all eyes had been on her the entire night as she effortlessly floated around the entire commons, teasing every boy and wiggling her assets every chance she got.
“Really? I think they want you. Too sexy.” She laughed.
Hanako didn’t respond verbally at first. She titled her head in an anime-esque kawaii girl fashion and pressed her finger into the corner of her mouth.
“Nahhhh!!!” She said. “Guys don’t care. They just want to cum for an Asian girl. Chinese…Japanese…other kinds… Doesn’t matter. They just want a cute hot girl. The kind is not important.” She stood up and began showing off her body in a sort of sexy, playful exhibition to make her point.
“Kind of girl doesn’t matter. You are Asian, so they like you. What matters is pretty smile..” and with that she posed with her head tilted and a big smile, her fingers propped up into a cute “V” as she did. “And most important for me is Big, Bouncy Boobies.”
The moment she had said the words, Hanako’s hips thrust backwards and her whole body tensed as she gasped. Grinning, she hefted her plump breasts in her hands and let them fall heavily onto her skinny chest.

(4)


“Arru men rahv biiiig titties.” She said, bouncing her boobs up and down. “Maybe cahz you are shmorru you could take ahh…bimbo kurassu? Herup you grow big fat prastic oppai. School pays for them too if you good student. Make rots ahv gaiz want Sucky-ko give good sucky fucky hmm?”

Kiko knew she was right. It didn’t matter how her makeup looked or what she did in her offtime. What mattered that she looked good enough to attract a man so that she could have him for the night before anyone else snatched him up. It didn’t matter how good she was at giving blowjobs if her competition was chosen over her to begin with. Even now, Hanako lorded her large naturals over the smaller, already enhanced Kiko just by bouncing up and down. Hanako crawled onto the drunk blonde’s lap and began gyrating on her, shoving her boobs closer and closer to the other girl’s salivating mouth.

“How you feer Sucky-ko? Maybe you give Hanako nice titty suck?” She teased.
Kiko was entranced. Her mouth wide open and her breath in slow, hot gasps. “Fffffuuuuuuuuuck….” She panted. Her mind reeled with everything she’d heard, latching only onto key words in her drunken state.
(Suck…suck…suck…sucky sucky sucky sucky. Suck, fuck, suck, fuck. Sucky fucky sucky fucky titty titty sucky fucky…)

“Ahhhhhnnn….” She moaned, pulling the smaller girl in by the waist.
“Me SO Hooooorny….” She panted, moving the red fabric of Hanako’s top to the side so that she could hungrily drink as much of the girl’s fat tits as she could.

Kiko woke up late the next day with a slight hangover and a sore body. She dragged herself in front of the mirror and applied some light makeup, making sure to practice smiling as she took her morning selfies. She emphasized her chest as much as she could, enjoying how her Asian features accented her blonde hair and almost decent boobs. 

(5)


“Someone had a good night last night.” Millie said, entering the room unannounced through the already open door. “Enjoy yourself?”

Kiko looked to her friend and smiled. “Oh yaah. You know…Bimbo crass? I wan start to take that next semesta I think okay? Good, huhn?”

Millie giggled, causing her giant tits to quake, threatening to spill out of her bra.
“That sound sooooo fucking fun omg you should do it!”


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