A love story involving a nice, wholesome young woman with enormous breasts, and perhaps the only man on the planet who both loves enormous breasts and can treat a woman who has them like a regular person.
Mature themes in Part 4 include gigantomastia (extremely large breasts).
Part 4 includes the following chapters:
Chapter 13: Mothers’ Day, part 1
Chapter 14: Mothers’ Day, part 2
Chapter 15: The evolution question
Chapter 16: Bella goes to college
Chapter 13: Mothers’ Day, part 1
Mothers’ Day came right after Brad was finished with final exams, and so they made plans to spend the day with Brad’s family. Most couples who have been together for just a couple of months are probably not ready to “meet the family”, as that’s usually a milestone that indicates the relationship is quite serious. But in their case, first, both of them knew the relationship was already that serious even though neither had said so out loud. Second, Tessa had never met another woman with gigantomastia and was eager to do so. Similarly, Brad’s relatives had never met one from outside their family and were equally eager to meet her, above the normal curiosity about any family member’s new significant other.
Brad knew it would be a bonding experience for everyone, including him. Tessa didn’t have a good relationship with her own family, and they only stayed in touch or visited infrequently, so she would not be missed there that day. And for that same reason, Tessa deeply longed for a family who would love and accept her unconditionally. She had a good feeling that Brad’s family might become just that.
During the two hour drive to Robertsville, Tessa asked Brad to remind her of their names, ages, and relationships to him and each other, and pumped him for details about each of them. She wanted a head start getting to know them well. Expected at dinner that day were Brad’s parents, Mike and Beth, and Brad’s three sisters and their families. Bethany and Brittany were older than Brad and both were married and had kids of their own. Brad’s kid sister Bella had just completed community college.
Tessa: You sure have a lot of “B” names in your family.
Brad: It’s not just my immediate family, either. It’s my entire extended family. It’s a tradition in Robertsville that all children born to a giga are given a name that starts with B. All children born to a non-giga are given a name that starts with any letter except B. B for boobs, I guess.
Tessa: Giga?
Brad: A woman or girl with gigantomastia. We call them gigas for short.
Tessa: I guess that makes me your giga girlfriend then.
Brad: Actually, I called you Giga Girl in my head before I learned your name.
Tessa: [half joking] How am I going to fit in without a “B” name?
Brad: It’ll be okay. Everyone will just know that either your mother isn’t a giga or you’re not from Robertsville. In your case, both are true.
Tessa briefly wondered whether Brad would want their kids to have “B” names, not that it really mattered. That was the first time she had just assumed that they would have kids, and she didn’t even realize it.
When Brad and Tessa arrived, everyone greeted Tessa like she was already a dear family member. Brad’s mother Beth got to Tessa first, and reached out to give her a hug. Tessa went in just like anyone would give a hug, facing the other person. But she had never hugged another giga before, and discovered that they couldn’t do much more than hold each other’s forearms this way. Beth then guided Tessa into a side hug instead. Brad’s sisters and nieces then crowded around, as much as gigas can crowd around, to each give Tessa a hug as well. Brad and his father and brothers-in-law and nephew hung back and gave each other a wave and a knowing look, acknowledging that they were forgotten and unimportant at the moment, but that it was okay.
The first thing Tessa noticed, besides the people, was the design of the house. The front door was extra-wide, as were the interior doors. The hallways and stairways were much wider and the rooms were much more spacious than in a normal house, even the powder room. It was obvious that the house had been specifically designed for gigas. The furniture might have been, too; it all appeared to be extra-sturdy.
Since it was Mothers’ Day, the men and Brad’s little sister Bella were doing all of the cooking. Brad’s mother and two older sisters led Tessa to the living room and invited her to sit. It was clear that Bella wanted to join them, so Brad took over what she had been doing so that she could.
The Collins women all had endless questions for Tessa, and she had just as many for them. Mostly they were fascinated to hear how she had been able navigate a non-giga world, both as a teen and an adult. Bella, in particular, peppered her with questions about what college had been like for Tessa. There were no four-year colleges near Robertsville, and Bella was torn between staying there or continuing her education elsewhere. They all considered the world beyond Robertsville to be a scary place. Tessa asked lots of questions about the accommodations they had to make life easier – the spacious house and sturdy furniture, but also other gadgets and devices as well. Brittany was six months pregnant, so Tessa was also curious about how pregnancy and nursing might be different for a giga. They compared notes about where they bought clothing and bras, and how they had them altered or custom-made.
At most large family dinners, the adults sit at the dining room table and the kids and even young adults are relegated to the kitchen. But the men decided to give the women their space and let them have the dining room to themselves. Bethany’s 12-year old daughter Brianna joined them. Tessa estimated Brianna to already be C-cup, which was about her size when she was that age. Beth left and came back with a stack of towels for them to use as bibs, and Tessa readily accepted one for herself.
The men waited on them so they didn’t even have to get up to get anything they wanted. The conversation continued non-stop for the entire meal. Brad couldn’t make up his mind about whether to hang with the other men or sit with Tessa. But Tessa seemed to be doing fine without him in the room. The women shared lots of funny stories at Brad’s expense that Tessa had not heard before, and she felt like she was getting to know him better by the minute.
After the meal, the women in Brad’s extended family began to drop by to meet Tessa. First was Brad’s grandmother and two of his aunts, and then an untold number of various cousins and other relatives arrived at regular intervals. Tessa couldn’t begin to keep track of them all. None of them stayed long, and it seemed like their timing had been planned to not overwhelm her with too many people at once. If they had been normally-proportioned, Tessa would have felt like she was on display at a freak show, but since they were all gigas, it was still a bit overwhelming but Tessa enjoyed the attention nonetheless.
Once Brad and Tessa had gotten on the road to head home, she turned to him with loving eyes.
Tessa: Brad, I really, really love your family. Thank you so much for bringing me to meet them. They were all so nice to me, and I was so comfortable being with them! They feel like the loving, accepting family that I never had.
Brad: I knew you would become instant friends with them. I’m really glad you had a good time today.
Tessa considered that she hadn’t just made instant friends today, she had made lifelong friends. No matter what might happen in the future between Brad and her, the women of Robertsville would always and forever be her sister gigas. Exhausted from the busy day, Tessa then drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face. Brad looked over at her, and, seeing the contended smile, couldn’t help but get a bit emotional. A tear ran down his cheek as he drove. He loved Tessa so much, and was so glad he could make her this happy. He knew she deserved nothing less.
Chapter 14: Mothers’ Day, part 2
When Tessa returned home that evening, she knew she needed to call her own mother and wish her a happy Mothers’ Day. She was not looking forward to it. She hadn’t spoken to her family since she had met Brad, but as serious as the two of them were, she didn’t want to keep it from them, either. She could already feel their disapproval and judgement before she even picked up the phone. She said a prayer asking God to put the right words in her mouth and to help her get through the call without crying or lashing out. She then steeled herself and pushed the call button.
Mom: Hello?
Tessa: Hi, Mom, it’s Tessa. Happy Mothers’ Day!
Mom: Well, I was wondering if I was going to hear from you today.
Tessa: Of course I was going to call you! I’m sorry it’s late. I had a very busy day today and this is the first chance I’ve had.
Mom: Well, what were you so busy doing?
Tessa: I’ll get to that in a bit. How are you doing?
Mom: I’m fine.
Tessa: Care to elaborate?
Mom: Your brothers came over and took us out to dinner, your dad and me.
Tessa: That’s nice. Are they still there?
Mom: No, they left several hours ago.
Tessa: How is everyone?
Mom: They’re fine.
Tessa: [after pausing to see if her mom would continue] Well, is Dad there?
Mom: Yes, he’s here.
Tessa: Can you put him on the phone? But you stay on, too.
Mom: Frank! Pick up the phone! It’s your daughter.
Tessa noticed that her mother had avoided saying her name.
Dad: Hello?
Tessa: Hi, Dad! How are you?
Dad: Fine.
Tessa: Well, I have some news I wanted to share with you both.
Mom: You didn’t get yourself pregnant, did you?
Tessa: Mom! Of course not! What kind of girl do you think I am?
Tessa waited for her mother to respond, but she didn’t. It was just as well, as Tessa knew she wouldn’t like the answer.
Tessa: I’ve met a wonderful man and we’re very much in love. His name is Brad. We spent the day visiting his family.
Mom: Well, I’m not surprised, considering the way you let men look down your blouse and watch you bounce all over the place.
Tessa: Mom! Would you please stop? Brad is a very nice man and he’s not like that at all. I’ve started going to church again, and I met him there.
Dad: What kind of church?
Tessa: It’s non-denominational.
Dad: So they don’t believe in anything.
Tessa: It’s a non-denominational Christian church. Of course they believe in something.
Mom: Do they believe in letting women dress like whores?
Tessa realized this conversation wasn’t going well at all. She took a deep breath to try to keep her composure.
Tessa: Mom, could you please stop being judgmental for just one minute and be happy for me? Brad’s whole family – the women, I mean – all have gigantomastia, too. Brad is used to being around women like me. It’s normal to him.
Mom: Well, I never heard of such a thing. I think he’s feeding you a line.
Tessa: It’s true! I met them all myself today!
Mom: Do they dress like whores, too?
Tessa: Mom, please!
Dad: What kind of people are they?
Tessa: They’re very nice people. They were very gracious to me today.
Dad: I meant what kind of work do they do? Well, at least this Brad fellow. He has a job, doesn’t he?
Tessa: He’s a geneticist. He’s working on his Ph.D.
Dad: He’s a what?
Tessa: A geneticist. He studies genetics, you know, like genes and chromosomes and DNA. He’s working on understanding how being susceptible to cancer is passed from one generation to the next. If they can figure that out, they might be able to prevent it.
Mom: He sounds like he probably believes in evolution. Does your church believe in that, too?
Tessa: No, my church doesn’t believe in evolution. They believe in Jesus as Lord and Savior and the authority of the Bible, just like you do. And I don’t think Brad believes in evolution, either. He was raised in the church just like I was. But it doesn’t matter.
Mom: What do you mean it doesn’t matter? Of course it matters.
Tessa: I mean I don’t care if Brad believes in evolution or creation or the tooth fairy. He is a wonderful, loving Christian man, and he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. And his family is just as loving. They’ve already accepted me as one of their own. You could learn a lot from them.
Tessa had had enough of this conversation.
Tessa: I’ve got to go now. Happy Mothers’ Day. Goodbye.
Tessa ended the call. She took another deep breath and let out a long sigh. Then she got down on the floor and gave Samson a long hug. Tessa thought about her day, and recalled what she had just told her mother: “He’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” She decided right then that if she had any say in the matter, she was going to marry Brad Collins.
Chapter 15: The evolution question
A few days later, Tessa and Brad were sitting on her sofa, cuddling and half-watching some drivel on TV. Tessa had been thinking about her mother’s remark about evolution.
Tessa: Brad?
Brad: Hmmm?
Tessa: The other day when I was talking to my parents, my mother made an assumption about you, and I didn’t know if it was correct or not. I told her it didn’t matter, and it doesn’t. But it has me curious. There’s still a lot we don’t know about each other yet.
Brad: What was the assumption?
Tessa: She assumed because you were a genetic scientist that you believed in evolution. I pointed out that you were also raised in the church, so you might believe in creation, but I didn’t really know.
Brad: I would say 99% creation and 1% evolution.
Tessa: I don’t understand. I thought it had to be all or nothing. And I’m frankly surprised the creation percentage is so high.
Brad: Most all scientists reject the biblical account of creation as just an ancient legend. They are trained to reject superstitions and legends and always look for a scientific explanation for everything. And there’s good reason for that. Take a solar eclipse, for example. Ancient people were terrified, because they thought the moon was devouring the sun and they would lose their source of light and heat. They believed their gods were angry at them. Then people figured out the simple scientific explanation for what was happening.
Brad: In the case of evolution, Darwin based his theory on things like a bird species that had different shaped beaks depending on the available food supply. Their beaks were best suited for opening the particular seeds or nuts that were available in their respective areas. He concluded that their beaks were all originally the same, but had evolved to suit their environment, because if you had the wrong shaped beak, you couldn’t get as much food and wouldn’t have as many offspring. The ones with the well-suited beaks thrived and more successfully reproduced. That all makes perfect sense and can be readily observed in nature. I have no problem with that. But I would assume the different beak shapes evolved based on normal variations in individual birds, not on genetic mutations. I’ll get back to that in a minute.
Brad: Darwin’s flaw was that he extrapolated his findings to explain things like humans vs. apes. If you look at both, it seems pretty obvious that humans are an upgraded version of apes. So he jumped to the conclusion that we had evolved from apes, or rather, humans and apes had evolved from a common ancestor. He went even further to conclude that all life had evolved from one-celled organisms in some primordial swamp, and that those had somehow been created by a bolt of lightning hitting a bunch of chemicals. Then fossils were discovered of creatures or perhaps primitive humans that seemed to be in between apes and modern humans, and Darwin’s theory was accepted as fact. But his theory was never actually proven, and it can’t be. It will only ever just be a theory.
Brad: Darwin surmised that evolution was based on one genetic mutation after another over billions of years. Every time a mutation occurred that benefited the species, that mutation was passed on genetically to the offspring, and the individuals with that mutation thrived and reproduced more successfully. But that’s not how genetic mutations work. Mutations do occur all the time, but they’re almost always inconsequential and unnoticed, or occasionally they’re detrimental. Think birth defects and genetic diseases like sickle cell anemia. They are virtually never an enhancement, especially an enhancement that would make one more likely to reproduce successfully. So I reject the idea that evolution could enhance a species to the point where it became a distinct, new, improved species. An infinite number of mutations over an infinite amount of time could not turn apes into humans.
Brad: There’s a subset of scientists who have come to believe in the theory of intelligent design, and I’m among them. They look at nature and conclude that it couldn’t possibly have happened by accident or random chance. Nature is so well-ordered and balanced in a way that sustains life that it could have only happened intentionally. Someone, or something, had to have designed it all to work so perfectly together. Now most scientists who believe in intelligent design don’t take it any further than that. But as a Christian, I know that the intelligent designer was none other than the God of the universe.
Tessa marveled at how so well-thought out Brad’s beliefs were. He wasn’t only just book smart, he was wise. And he didn’t just believe the Bible in spite of science; he applied scientific knowledge and reasoning to back up the Bible.
Tessa: In my home church we were taught that the world is only 6,000 years old. That’s based on creation taking only six literal days and the genealogies in the Bible that list names and ages starting from Adam. What do you think about that?
Brad: I don’t know if that’s true or not, but I wouldn’t rule it out. If it’s true, then dinosaurs and humans would have had to co-exist. Scientists all say that the dinosaurs died out billions of years ago, but think about the legends of knights slaying dragons in the Middle Ages. There were actually legends of dragons in both Europe and China. There was no known fossil record then. How did people even think up such a thing as a dragon? And how would a dragon be different than a dinosaur? I think that quite possibly dragons did exist, but in reality they were the few remaining dinosaurs, and they were finally all killed off. I can’t know that for sure, of course, but it at least makes sense to me.
Tessa: But what about carbon dating that says the fossils are billions of years old?
Brad: I don’t know. That’s well beyond my field of expertise. Maybe the world really is that old. But I wouldn’t be surprised to someday learn that carbon dating is deeply flawed and wildly inaccurate.
Tessa snuggled in closer. She loved Brad more and more every day.
Chapter 16: Bella goes to college
The following day, Tessa received a text from an unfamiliar number. It was Brad’s younger sister Bella, who had gotten her number from Brad. Bella asked if she could call Tessa, and since Tessa was free at the moment, she readily agreed. They exchanged pleasantries about how much they had enjoyed meeting each other, and about what a great guy Brad was. Then Bella got to the reason for her call.
Bella: After talking to you, I decided I really want to get my four-year degree. I had about talked myself out of it, because no other giga has ever moved away from Robertsville, not even to go to college, and there were just too many unknowns and too many risks. But you were such an inspiration, and now I have you and your experience to draw from. Would you help me?
In that moment, it occurred to Tessa that God hadn’t just put Brad and her together so they could meet each other’s needs and fulfil each other’s desires; he was also putting her into Brad’s family so they could help each other in ways that no one else could. God had it all planned from the beginning!
Tessa: Of course! I’ll help you in any way I can!
Bella: I’m kind of at a loss as to where to start. I know I’m behind the eight ball to try to get in for the fall semester this late in the year.
Tessa: Okay. Did you submit a FAFSA for the coming year? (FAFSA is the federal application for student aid, which most colleges rely on to award grants and scholarships.)
Bella: Yes. I was still thinking I might go then.
Tessa: That’s good. Have you applied anywhere?
Bella: No. That’s when I started getting cold feet. I started on a few applications but I never submitted any of them.
Tessa: Do you know what school you want to attend?
Bella: Well, I was thinking I should probably go where you went, to Capital Women’s College.
Tessa: You’re going to have to declare a major right away since you’d be entering as a junior. Have you decided on a major? That’s going to make a difference whether Capital is the right school for you.
Bella: I think I would really like to be a teacher, or maybe a school counselor. So education, I guess.
Tessa: Okay, that’s good. Capital offers degrees in education, and you might be able to minor or double major in psychology or counseling, or at least take classes as electives, that will prepare you to be a counselor. But to become a school counselor, you’d need a master’s degree.
Bella: Well, I think for now I should just focus on completing a bachelor’s degree to be a teacher. Maybe I’ll take some of those other classes as electives.
Tessa: It’s much easier to get in as a transferring junior than as a freshman, so it might not be too late to get in for the fall semester. Let me make some calls and see what I can find out. In the meantime, finish that application to Capital, and arrange to get your community college transcript sent to them.
Bella: Okay, I’ll get right on that. Thank you so much, Tessa! I’m sure I’m going to have lots more questions, so is it okay if I call you again?
Tessa: Of course, Bella. I will always be available to help you in any way I can, and not just about college. We gigas have to look out for each other.
Bella: Thanks. I really appreciate that. Bye!
Tessa then called the admissions office at her alma mater and explained the situation. It helped that they remembered Tessa there. Of course, Tessa is quite an unforgettable person. It turned out that it was not too late to accept transfer students for the fall semester, but the admissions officer stressed that Bella should not delay. Tessa assured her that they would receive Bella’s application and transcript very soon.
The admissions officer also told Tessa that there was a waitlist for campus housing and it was unlikely Bella would be able to be assigned a dorm room. Priority for dorms was given to underclassmen, and Bella would enter as a junior. On the other hand, there might be some financial aid still available for the right student. Tessa mentioned that Bella had gigantomastia just like Tessa did, and that she would be the first woman in her family to go beyond community college. The admission officer made notes of those facts and said that they would take that into consideration. Tessa relayed this information back to Bella.
A few weeks later, Bella received her acceptance packet from the college in the mail. She was in! As expected, there was no dorm room available, but they did award Bella a grant and a scholarship that made the tuition quite reasonable.
Now Bella just had to work out a living arrangement, but that was easy. Brad had a two bedroom apartment, with a bed in the spare bedroom, because he knew if any of his female relatives ever came to town, to visit him or for other reasons, they would not fit on his sofa and they would not feel safe at a hotel. So it was quickly agreed that Bella would stay with Brad when class was in session.
As the start of the semester drew near, Bella moved into Brad’s spare bedroom, and Tessa took her on a personal tour of the campus from the unique perspective of a fellow giga. Tessa was even able to introduce Bella to a few of her former professors prior to the start of classes. They all marveled not only at how confident and outgoing Tessa had become, but also how much Bella was already that same way.
On the first day of classes, Bella attended her first class without incident. She did get some stares, but it wasn’t too bad considering she was at an all-women’s college. Bella tried to diffuse those situations by looking straight at the person staring, smiling, and saying hello in a friendly way. Tessa had told her that that strategy was usually pretty effective for her. And for Bella as well, it seemed to work in most cases.
Her second class was an education course required for her major. There, the professor, Dr. Emily Morgan, kept glaring at her throughout the class. At the end of class, Professor Morgan asked Bella to stay behind.
Bella: Is there a problem, Professor?
Prof. Morgan: I don’t think an education major is right for you. You really need to reconsider your options.
Bella: You don’t even know me, and it’s too early for me to have poor grades in your class. This is about my body shape, isn’t it?
Prof. Morgan: I think that, depending on the grade you teach, you’re either going to traumatize the children or you’re going to constantly have to deal with adolescent boys lusting after you. Either way, it will undermine your effectiveness in the classroom.
Bella: I understand why you would think that. But please listen to what I have to say, and I ask that you keep this confidential. My hometown has quite a few women and teenaged girls shaped like me. Other people in the town are used to us and usually don’t cause us problems. These women stay close to home where they know it’s reasonably safe for them. There’s no four-year college nearby, so none of them have anything more than an associate’s degree, and only a few of us even have that. I’m the first to leave to pursue a bachelor’s.
Bella: Because none of us have the required education, there are no teachers in any of the local schools with this condition. When the girls reach puberty, they have no one outside their families they can talk to about what’s happening to their bodies who truly understands. I intend to change that. My plan is to get this education degree and go back to my hometown and teach middle school science. My body shape won’t be a hindrance there; it’ll be an asset. I’ll be making a difference in the lives of these young girls. Maybe I’ll even inspire some of them to become teachers, too. So please, don’t try to stop me from doing this.
Prof. Morgan: [softening] I didn’t realize any of that. Your intentions are certainly admirable. I’m sorry for having jumped to conclusions and for making you feel uncomfortable in my class. Please forgive me.
Bella: It’s okay; your concerns were completely reasonable. No offense taken.
Prof. Morgan: So, see you in class next time?
Bella: Absolutely.