Bimbo Candy #3

When I first agreed to stay with my grandmother at the age of six, I knew she would be raising me as a girl. At the time that meant — to my mind that I would be wearing dresses, playing with dolls and growing my hair longer. I wanted to be a girl because I wanted to wear dresses, dolls were still toys and long hair was pretty.

As I grew older I came to learn there was a lot more to being a girl. One things I came to know is that girls grew boobs as they grew older. I was not growing boobs. It soon became rather obvious that boys like girls with boobs and really liked girls with bigger boobs. I liked boobs and I wanted boys to like me sol I wanted big boobs.

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