In a darker corner of the convention a booth babe motions to hand you something, but stops. Her eyes unfocus and her shoulders slack. Her knees fidget and her hips kick out. Displays, barely audible above blaring EDM, reveal why. Still convulsing, She me
(F) 26, 5’7, 135ish. Still not ready to lose the bra stuffing and admit to the real world how much my boobs have shrunk but my last post made me feel more confident :) (apologies for thé close up Last post got moderated for having a glimpse of clothin