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>Heart-broken, Citra holds back her tears as she runs to the bathroom. Collapsing onto the sink, she let out a torrent of sobs, and looking up at her pitiful reflection.
>Citra was a lovely girl, Shoulder length green hair, small white blooms interspersed in her verdant locks, luscious living branches coiling around her extremities. But unlike most of her peers, she didn't seem to have matured at all. Her body looking rather appropriately, like a twig.
>"Hey City, what's with the waterworks?"
>"Bluh?" The dryad blubbers, turning around to see her best friend, Lumi.
>Lumi was a yeti, her hair white, frizzy, unkempt, and reaching down to her waist. Her skin was pale, and only accentuated the dark bags under her eyes, which were framed with a pair of cracked glasses. She wore an over-sized black hoodie over her uniform that had 'DELUXE HUGS: 10$' in bold white letters.
>"Learning how to water yourself?" Lumi says as she approaches. "If you let me patent that, I can make us both rich. I know a danuki who can-"
>"N-n-no… I just… I went to ask out Chet like you told me to…"
>"Aw, man! And he said yes, and now you're crying tears of joy! I knew you could do it!" Lumi cheers.
>"No! Lumi, he was going out with Ahava!" She cries.
>"That cunt? That's lame, now I owe that yen sniffer twenty bucks." The yeti sniffs, wiping her nose on her sleeve as she pulled a cellphone from her pocket before tapping away on it.
>"Ugh!! Why me…" Citra moans, burying her face in her hands.
>"Hey, don't feel so bad. Not much you can do about it." She says, pulling out a pair of lacy, black, incredibly scandalous looking undergarments, and offering them to Citra. "Need to blow your nose?"
>"L-Lumi, why are you… Are these panties?"
>"Oh don't worry, they're not mine. They're Ahava's. Dumb bitch left her gym locker unlocked. All it took was a lockpick gun I bought off of Amazin' for 12$ to open it." She says.
>"Dammit Lumi! What the hell is wrong with you?"
>"Come on, girl. All the guys want to tap that, and half the girls are gay for her." She says with a low, lecherous chuckle, before bringing the garment to her nose, and inhaling deeply, "Aaaaaah… I know am."
>"Ugh…" Citra groans in disgust..
>"If it's any consolation, I still think you're way hotter than Ahava. Chet has seriously shit taste."
>"Thanks…" The dryad says dryly. "But you're right. What guy would ever want me, when I still look like I stepped right out of a Sabbath commune?"
>"Pedophiles" Lumi tucks the panties back into her hoodie pocket, "Hey, I think the president of the Anime Club would go for you. He's a lolicon, and his tits are WAY bigger than yours."
>"That's not helping!" Citra groans, grasping her head in frustration.
>"Flat is JUSTICE, man." Her friend says, shrugging. "I wish my tits were smaller. They would probably go down if I lost some weight. But I reeeaaally like my spaghetti."
>"I don't want to be flat!" She shouts.
>Lumi pulls out her phone again and looks at it, putting it back away with a heavy sigh, "I think I know a way to we can get you bigger breasts. I mean, if you REALLY want them that badly."
>"You do!? Citra says excitedly, grabbing Lumi by the shoulders and bringing her face up close to hers. "TELL ME!"
>The yeti pulls away and sashays over to a bathroom stall, opening the door and motioning to the entrance, "Just step into my office."
>"Uh…" Citra fidgets apprehensively.
>"Oh come on, don't be shy! When have I ever steered you wrong?"
>"Well there was that time you-"
>"Other than that time! Come on, man. I'm you're best friend! I don't like seeing you like this, and I just want to help you…" Lumi pouts her lips and gives Citra her best sad looking eyes.
>Citra knits her brow for a moment, before conceding, "Alright… just, don't do anything weird."
>She tentatively steps into the stall, Lumi coming in after, and locking the door behind you.
>"It's uh… kind of crowded in here…" Citra mumbles.
>"Nah, this is perfect." Lumi sighs as she press up against Citra's back, and breathes in through her nose. "Man, you smell so good, Citra…"