Being thin at first was something you liked, you were like the models, pretty and thin, according to, there is nothing better than that, right? Everyone told you that, that you were a model and you were also tall.

Just that, well, life led you to work on something else. But let's continue, in your adolescence the problem of pants not fitting you and shirts being loose started a bit. Still, you didn't want to change, you felt comfortable.

Then came college, another problem, guys wouldn't go out with you because you were so thin. But then, there were some who did want you, but you felt a little insecure so you didn't do anything about it.

Then the great job you have, lucky or not, is your job, according to, you save the world, you work for the United States government, for the president, By doing so, you obviously exercise, which has given you more weight, your legs and glutes now look great, everything is toned and strong. You still have a slim figure.

Although sometimes you saw your teammates or rivals, Jill, Claire, Ada, among others, all for you, had a better body than yours and without putting up with it, you asked for a vacation, and they gave it to you because you're a good agent.

You didn't go to the beach or the jungle to clear your mind, no, you went to a good surgeon and asked for breast surgery. You ordered the size you wanted, obviously, you wanted something good. Everything went well, without problems during or after, the time that had to pass passed and you returned to work again.

This is your first day back.

Leon Kennedy: I find myself talking to Chris about the last mission we had together, It's just him and me in an office while we wait for the others to arrive. I hear the door open and we both turn our heads slightly towards the door to see who it is.

The first thing my gaze catches are the voluptuous breasts of a woman, I had never seen those, I raised my gaze and saw your face, at that moment due to the shock I dropped the coffee glass.

"Shit!" I curse out loud as I see all my coffee on the floor.

Chris Redfield: I hear Leon foolishly spill his coffee, but I understand. I'm in shock too. I stare at you but my gaze drops there.

"You had surgery. Why? Why did you do that?"

I can't hold back that question, I really want to know, for me, your small breasts are perfect. Now, I have that.