My Busty Study Buddy, Ch. 3Chapter 3
“I want you take me to the hospital.”
“Where are you? Are you okay?” Chelsea was calling me in the middle of the night.
“My breasts really hurt. They’ve grown this week and I have to a see a doctor. Will you bring me?”
I jumped out of my sheets and ran to my car. “On a scale of 1-10 how bad is the pain?”
“An 8. I feel okay when I rub myself but if I stop, it comes back. I have an ice pack too.”
I flew down the street. “I’m outside,” I said. Chelsea got into the car with a blanket wrapped around her. I parked in the hospital lot and fast-walked to the front desk.
“My friend Chelsea is having an emergency and needs to see a doctor.”
“What’s the problem?” the receptionist asked.
Chelsea stepped up. “My breasts are growing,” she whispered. The receptionist looked at us funny until Chelsea parted her blanket. That was the first time I saw, what I cal