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It was over—no more college, no more Pink or Heather or Art Appreciation Club. Purple found herself right where she started: living with her parents. What had changed? Not much! Back to suffering in isolation. Well, she had a degree now, at least. Oh, and, of course, two enormous breast implants. Who was there to impress anymore, though?

No one. There wasn't any point; Purple wasn't going to leave her room. If only Pink were here to drag her out, but that was gone forever. Thinking about it hurt too much. Purple wondered if Pink was thinking about her too? Maybe this could all be sorted out in the months to come! Somehow, they would spend the rest of their lives together. It was the only life worth living.

Yes, here in her room. Alone. She would slowly fade out of existence.

Or maybe not, since this plan was highly unacceptable to her mother! Mingzi had already secured Purple an internship. Rotting away in solitude was not an option. No, employment was the next step in being a productive member of society!

It was a perfect and prestigious internship too! The first developers at a brand new organization within Facegram: The largest and most innovative social media empire! A company worthy of her daughter's talent!

Of course, it wasn't particularly challenging to get considering it was her husband's company. Not to mention the organization was Mingzi's own! Well, there's nothing wrong with helping out the family business, is there? Purple needed to understand how the company functioned eventually, anyway.

Yeah, everything was going to turn out fine. Except... sigh...

The fucking boobs. Purple had taken this too far—what a ridiculous thing for a girl to do. Is it a youthful rebellion phase? Does my daughter have a weird fetish? Someone, please tell me. Mingzi just hoped that Purple had gotten it out of her system, whatever the cause.

They had gotten so big, though? Who the hell is crazy enough to keep filling them up for Purple!! That has to be the maximum! Who cares!! There is no way she is getting any more. It has to end here.

Mingzi could sense what was coming. Getting Purple to work wasn't going to be straightforward. She was going to make everything about her breasts. As obnoxious as it was predictable. Oh yes, my beloved daughter, I know you can't fit through the doors. I'm well aware that you can't squeeze into the elevators!

Purple wants the entire world to revolve around those fake tits. Well, it isn't going to happen!!

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It was over—no more college, no more Pink or Heather or Art Appreciation Club. Purple found herself right where she started: living with her parents. What had changed? Not much! Back to suffering in isolation. Well, she had a degree now, at least. Oh, and, of course, two enormous breast implants. Who was there to impress anymore, though?

No one. There wasn't any point; Purple wasn't going to leave her room. If only Pink were here to drag her out, but that was gone forever. Thinking about it hurt too much. Purple wondered if Pink was thinking about her too? Maybe this could all be sorted out in the months to come! Somehow, they would spend the rest of their lives together. It was the only life worth living.

Yes, here in her room. Alone. She would slowly fade out of existence.

Or maybe not, since this plan was highly unacceptable to her mother! Mingzi had already secured Purple an internship. Rotting away in solitude was not an option. No, employment was the next step in being a productive member of society!

It was a perfect and prestigious internship too! The first developers at a brand new organization within Facegram: The largest and most innovative social media empire! A company worthy of her daughter's talent!

Of course, it wasn't particularly challenging to get considering it was her husband's company. Not to mention the organization was Mingzi's own! Well, there's nothing wrong with helping out the family business, is there? Purple needed to understand how the company functioned eventually, anyway.

Yeah, everything was going to turn out fine. Except... sigh...

The fucking boobs. Purple had taken this too far—what a ridiculous thing for a girl to do. Is it a youthful rebellion phase? Does my daughter have a weird fetish? Someone, please tell me. Mingzi just hoped that Purple had gotten it out of her system, whatever the cause.

They had gotten so big, though? Who the hell is crazy enough to keep filling them up for Purple!! That has to be the maximum! Who cares!! There is no way she is getting any more. It has to end here.

Mingzi could sense what was coming. Getting Purple to work wasn't going to be straightforward. She was going to make everything about her breasts. As obnoxious as it was predictable. Oh yes, my beloved daughter, I know you can't fit through the doors. I'm well aware that you can't squeeze into the elevators!

Purple wants the entire world to revolve around those fake tits. Well, it isn't going to happen!!