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Coming off of the end of her show, Sofia felt pretty secure. Even if she wasn’t going to act as consistently, she would still be greatly appreciated. There were two big reasons for this, and they were sized 32F. As long as she stayed a hot, busty babe who was the subject of many wayward fantasies, Sofia would stay in people’s minds. Her co-star, Julie, on the other hand, wasn’t really into it. She’d been working for years, but she always felt overshadowed by sex appeal. Not that she was bad-looking, but she came up a bit flat, err, short compared to Sofia.To add insult to injury, she also had to see her supposed “daughter” on the show go from a nerdy little girl to a total sexpot seemingly overnight, and her rack similarly out-ranked her supposed mother’s. Even the other daughter on the show, who seemed similarly svelte, cranked up the flirtatiousness the moment her 18th birthday arrived. Julie couldn’t even find solidarity with someone else from the IBTC. 

Julie felt pathetic for even thinking that. She was a grown woman, and it’s not like she didn’t look the part. She shouldn’t be thinking jealous thoughts like this, like some insecure school girl. But then, while she was idly surfing the web at home, she got linked to a strange website. “Rewrite Your Biography”. Julie thought it was pure bunk at first, but something compelled her to look into it. She saw her own page, and then got linked to another page in a different tab, with her barely even noticing, until she saw on the other page that measurement that had taunted her subconscious for so long. 32F. This was Sofia’s page. Why was that the first thing that caught her notice? It just had to be that. Why was it so prominent on the page? 32F. Even Ariel had that before Julie did. 32F. Julie went back to her own page, and suddenly her own measurement seemed to pop up prominently, albeit, it was highlighted in a more diminutive manner. 32B. Suddenly, she thought, there could be an easy edit. Barely a few clicks and key presses away. She sent the edit. B had been changed to F.

Julie felt the sweater she was wearing at home getting tighter and tighter. Her average bra straps started digging into her skin.  The bra started overflowing as quickly Cs went into D’s. She had to take everything off her chest. Julie became topless, and, to her astonishment, she looked down and saw them. Real big tits. She caressed them in her hands, bouncing them and swaying them back and forth, as they completed their bouncy growth into full F-cups. As big as Sofia’s were.

“Sofia doesn’t know how good she had it.” Julie thought to herself. Then she was struck with an awful idea. An awful idea that seemed wonderful to her. “Maybe I don’t want us to be equals. Maybe Sofia needs to be taken down a peg.” Bad intent ran through Julie’s thoughts and typing, as she quickly switched back to Sofia’s page on the site. Just as easily as she had changed herself, she changed Sofia’s page to where she was a 32...B.

Sofia was elsewhere, doing a photoshoot for a magazine cover article. She pouted her lips, smiled, and posed, making sure to stick her amazing chest and ass out prominently. This would not end well for her. The flashing of the cameras seemed to start slowing down. Something felt wrong. Sofia’s smile turned into a frown as she looked at her chest. Her fancy dress started falling off. There was a looseness in her top. Sofia was thoroughly average now.

The next day, Julie heard the news about Sofia. Privately, she laughed to herself. It felt cruel, but she got great satisfaction out of it. Then she looked at her browser tabs and saw that the pages from yesterday were still open. She looked further and saw a page for Ariel. 36D. Still. Still that much. Julie thought about what further she could gain. “Well, Ariel’s used to reductions already…”

@SDA24 has been asking for something like this for a while, inspiration struck, and I finally delivered.