>Young Applejack gawped as her Aunt swept into the room.

>The fashionable woman was clad in an elegant dress, suitable for the diner party she was hosting in half an hour’s time.

>However, that wasn’t the reason her niece was staring.

>“Uh, Auntie Orange, I don’t mean to be speakin’ out of turn but I think you, um, forgot something.“

>She glanced meaningfully at the older woman’s generous bustline.

>“Hmn?” Auntie Orange glanced in the mirror, “I don’t see anything wrong.“

>“It’s just that you’re not wearin’ a—you know—a bra.” Applejack blushed as red as her namesake.

>“Oh that!” The elegant woman laughed, her vast bosom shaking with uncharacteristic mirth.

>“My dear sweet girl,” she said composing herself, “One never wears a bra with an evening gown of this type. It simply isn’t done!“

>Applejack suddenly had flashbacks of a certain purple-haired friend from back home but shook them off and tried making her point a different way.

>“But Auntie, I can see your… you know…” she pointed at the very prominent pair of bullseyes that were poking out the front of her Aunt’s dress.

>“Oh, my nipples?” Applejack winced as her relative continued, “But my dear, that’s the fashion! It’s ‘in’ to show off like this right now.“

>“Bu—but it’s not decent!” Applejack rebutted.

>Laughing again, Auntie Orange casually reached under her melon-sized breasts and hefted them, causing her thick nipples and the puffy mounds surrounding them to strain harder against the sleek material of her dress.

>“There’s nothing to be ashamed of, Applejack. They’re merely a part of the female anatomy. Everyone at the party tonight is civilized enough to know that I’m just showing them off the same way I would a diamond necklace.“

>Applejack felt like her head was going to explode.

>Once again she was learning just how strange city-folk could be.

>The country girl figured that she would have to accept the ways of her ‘more civilized’ kin.

>But she did ask the follow up question that was preying on her mind.

>“Uh, I’m not… I mean, I don’t have to wear something like that do I?“

>Her Aunt smiled sympathetically.

>“No dear. For one, you’re too young. That’s why we got you that lovely green dress with the frills for tonight, remember?“

>Applejack sighed in relief but then her Aunt continued.

>“But don’t worry, a few more years and I’m sure you’ll be more than ready for a dress like this. Why, the way you’re growing I’m sure it won’t be long at all before you outshine every lady at every party you go to, including me!“

>The skinny girl swallowed hard as she pictured herself with a pair of boobs that were bigger than her Aunts.

>She felt a slight tingle in her small (for now) nipples and shivered.

>Her Aunt laughed, guessing the reason for her niece’s reaction.

>“Now now, there will plenty of time for adult dresses later, but for now you’d better go put on your dress, all right?“

>The dazed girl nodded and retreated to her room.