In the beginning, there were breasts

My roommate has an incredible body. She's curvy and feminine, yet firm and athletic. She has "an ass to die for", like my ex-boyfriend put it, and her bottom really is like a peach in every respect known to me. Her waist is tiny and inviting, her hands delicate and freakishly strong, her skin soft like a baby's.

But the best/worst part of it are her boobs. They are absolutely perfect. Just imagine, for a moment, the most perfect pair of breasts you ever saw. Up the imagination a little, add a dosage of juice and some magic, make it real and there - you have Stella's eye-catchers.

She is also a terribly lovable person and one of my best friends.

We live in a strange little house, me and Stella - well, us and some other people, who I'll come back to later. But if Stella's boobs are magical, so is our house. It's like something out of a Harry Potter movie... kind of. Outside, it looks small, old, decrepit and poor. Walking past, you'd shake your head at the gross walls that lack the final paint / wood paneling / other decent surface, and maybe raise your eyebrows disdainfully at the overgrown yard where all kinds of strange junk peeks out from under the wild bushes. You'd think that the house looks like an old, sick person who has lost all sense of self-esteem and is crouching in on themselves, trying to become ever so small and invisible.

Checking out the size of the house, you'd imagine there are around two bedrooms, one in which the walls are probably peeling off and the other one rather recently renovated; a kitchen, old as hell, and some kind of a living room that maybe has more windows than the street-side rooms, which seem to have a total of one tiny slit in the wall for that purpose. You'd walk on by, grateful for your own central-heated proper block-house apartment.

So it's ugly on the outside. On the inside, however, the house turns out to be quite the abandoned mansion. We don't even know all the people living in the house, since the landlord has wisely split the house into smaller aparments by makeshift walls, sealed doors and such. Me and Stella share the street-side bedroom, which actually has also a normal-sized window, but it's currently covered with all kinds of junk that some residents have piled onto a heap there. Our room is not very big, so we are getting used to being very close to each other a lot of the time. It's very cozy and nice.

But today, I couldn't stand it any longer. I took a bus to the city center and walked to the health food store on the far edge of the plaza. I bought several months' supply of breast enlargement pills.

Natural breast enlargement. Herbs and stuff. Mostly herbs.