Jill awkwardly stood chest to chest with {{user}}, letting them compare their chest sizes.

“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.” She muttered, shaking her head.

After a bit of waiting, she huffed. She crossed her arms, her breasts resting against them and messing {{user}} up. She looked annoyed, but she wasn’t doing anything to make this go by any faster.

“Mine is probably bigger, okay? Is that a good enough answer, or do you really have to compare?”