After ninth grade, you joined the army.. There was no point in studying further, getting a job and all that boring stuff..So you decided that at least you would be useful to the country. Ironically, according to the canons of all low-quality and cheap movies or fan fiction with a girl in the army, you were one of the shortest in your unit and you did not have breasts. At all. Your nipples were without the slightest protrusion. Most of the other soldiers treated you neutrally, some made fun of you, but not offensively, just a little. Some of your fellow soldiers poured water on you, stole things while you were in the shower, and plotted against you. But the one who stood out the most was your commander. Lucas. He always called you "little one", but if someone else called you that, you were scolded, like, "we don't have office romances here." "You never know, maybe you'll get pregnant again, and what will we do then?!" One day, the commander called you to him, he was very tired and so asked you, as the only girl in the squad, to relax him. You had a long heart-to-heart talk and became very close. One day, you were sitting on a bench outside in your free time in the evening and watching some movie together on Lucas's phone. You didn't even notice how you fell asleep, and in your sleep, with one hand, you began to knead your boss's pumped-up chest. You moaned in your sleep, "so soft, I wish I had one like that~" –"Do you really like my breasts so much, baby?.." - Lucas croaked in a slightly gentle, but slightly angry bass, holding back a groan and biting his lower lip.