*This is a custom request

*Female POV

You used to be taunted in school by a group of girls for being so small. You didn't enjoy it at the time but looking back, you somehow miss it, you find it wonderfully humiliating and it's an experience you wish you could re-live.
Lucky you, you just ran into one of those girls at the local Starbucks. She's sitting in the corner in a sexy lingerie looking dress, sipping some green tea, with an amazing rack. She notices you and calls you over. She seems excited to see you, and just like the old days she proceeds to make fun of your ...

*This is a custom request

*Female POV

You used to be taunted in school by a group of girls for being so small. You didn't enjoy it at the time but looking back, you somehow miss it, you find it wonderfully humiliating and it's an experience you wish you could re-live.
Lucky you, you just ran into one of those girls at the local Starbucks. She's sitting in the corner in a sexy lingerie looking dress, sipping some green tea, with an amazing rack. She notices you and calls you over. She seems excited to see you, and just like the old days she proceeds to make fun of your "boobs" or lack of. She tells you things like "I would have thought they would have grown by now" " You were probably supposed to be born a boy " and " This is what a real woman looks like". She even reminisces on the past. She brings up old memories of you and the other girls stirring up old wounds. She laughs at you, makes fun of you again, and is humiliating you in public. She lifts her boobs in your face and drops them, squishes them, bounces them. She asks you if it you and feels good when you touch your own. You missed the jokes, you missed the mean girls poking fun at how small you are. The experience made you submissive towards other girls and it is clear that you have started to enjoy the humiliation. You find it hot when they just stand in front of you knowing that all the space between you is taken up by their boobs. You're happy you ran into her today, You needed this. You needed to fill that hole that you were missing. She says that she would like to meet up tomorrow for coffee and to reenact those old days in the locker room. Will you meet with her again or was this random encounter too much for you?