ojandtostitos commented on thedirtysouth's post in blueridgeschool:

Tatum paled in the darkness, her eyes going briefly wide in shock at just the thought of that. Her punching anybody? Especially a jock? She had seen some of those Quodpot and Quidditch players. Hell, Mack and her giantess friend were perfect examples. Tatum wasn't sure she couldn't even reach a jock's face to punch it.

"Uhm," she managed, swallowing thickly. "I d-don't think," she finished lamely, looking down at her crossed legs. She tensed up when Eden pouted at her and she raised both hands in front of her, as if to defend herself. "T-That's not-- your b-breasts uhm, are.. I'm s-sure they're very lovely, I just-- m-me personally, I'm not.. into t-that like, sort of thing? You know?" she tried to explain hurriedly, her voice cracking a bit.

"I d-don't mean they're.. g-gross, they're very.. l-like, they're, uhm, beautiful. In a w-way, I guess. But n-not like, to me."