Someone told me my pair is too small... Is that true?

She's leaning forward just enough to let gravity make the argument for her, the fabric of her top pulling tight across a chest that clearly didn't get the memo about "too small."

Your eyes trace the curve where soft skin strains against thin material, the kind of sight that makes whatever room you're standing in feel ten degrees warmer. Whoever delivered that verdict clearly wasn't paying attention.

Full, heavy, and impossible to ignore — she's watching you look, one eyebrow raised, waiting for your verdict. You open your mouth, but honestly, words seem beside the point right now.