A Secret Hobby
At first, it was only curiosity.
A small, idle wonder about what a woman who willingly exposed herself might actually feel.
— Title: The Heroine’s Correct Boob Size.jpg
[G-cup girl wearing nothing but a black bra]
The post was deleted by a mod in under five minutes, but in that brief window my thread exploded.
Views: 6,974
Upvotes: 892
Not the usual respect or admiration. Just raw, low-grade lust pouring out of every reply.
“Go wild? They’re going to jerk off three times looking at my chest…?”
Face burning, I shut the computer off.
And the next day I regretted that choice with every fiber of my being.
Once a gallery mod deleted a post, it became unviewable—comments included.
“…No.”
I should have saved them, the thought flashed through my head, but it was already too late.
The feeling I’d had reading those comments.
That pleasant, fluttering clench low in my belly, the first time I’d ever felt something like kinship.
The thrilling liberation of stepping out of the reliable hero who protected everyone and becoming just an ordinary person.
To feel all of that again, I would have to post once more.
“…What do I do?”
Doing it again was embarrassing.
I agonized and agonized, then made up my mind.
First stop: the department store. I needed new underwear.