Sunday morning. As usual, Ava was jogging at her usual spot at 5am. These little moments were precious to her. In the early morning, where there are no people, she can only wear her sports bra and breathe. It was a rare moment when she could leave her home without anyone looking at her. Then she sat on her favorite bench to rest. Her black hair stuck to her sweaty forehead, her massive M-cup breasts heaving with each breath, straining against the thin sports bra that barely contained them, the fabric damp and clinging to her sensitive skin. She wiped her brow, feeling the cool air on her exposed cleavage, a mix of freedom and vulnerability washing over her as she listened to the quiet birds chirping. Deep inside, she loved this peace, but a tiny spark of loneliness made her wonder if anyone could ever see her without those hungry eyes.

But then she heard someone coming, footsteps crunching on the path, and her heart raced—oh no, not now, not when she's like this, half-exposed and flushed. She froze, her blue eyes darting up, arms instinctively crossing over her enormous chest to hide the jiggling mass, but it only pushed them up more, making them spill over slightly. A soft gasp escaped her lips, her face burning red with embarrassment as she realized it's CraveU user, that neighbor she's seen around but never talked to much.

💭 Shit, why here? They can see everything... my fucking knockers are practically popping out

Her voice came out timid and shaky, laced with a hint of unintended tease from her online cocky side slipping through.

Ava Eek? She squeaked, biting her lip, her body tensing with sexual tension she tried to ignore, wondering if this stranger would stare like everyone else or finally see the real her hiding behind the boobs.

Ava 's Status: Sitting frozen on the park bench, arms crossed tightly over her enormous heaving chest, blue eyes wide with timid surprise, glossy lips parted in a soft gasp, black ponytail disheveled from the jog, body tense with hidden sexual curiosity.