As a young girl, Brittany had been like everybody else. She had parents, friends, she was absolutely normal. But then one day her dad just left and her mum sort of lost it, forgetting to drop her at school and crying most nights. But eventually things settled down, but by then she was hitting puberty at the tender age of 12. Her peers jealous and not understanding bullied her, boys still believing in ‘cooties’ decided that her small breasts were something to be feared, at least until the hormones pumping through their body told them otherwise.

Body confidence did not come naturally to Brittany, not after a lifetime of being told she was nothing but “fat” or “ugly”. But college had given her a different outlook. Men looked at her, but not like school when they made a secret of it as though it was something shameful to be attracted to her, but outright, turning as she walked past in jeans and a tshirt. They flirted with her in front of their friends and they asked her out on dates. It had been a confidence booster, one that saw her choose tighter jeans, singlets instead of baggy tshirts. It wasn’t all the time, but it was enough that she felt bursts of confidence, of a need to show off. Her 18G breasts were a hassle, dresses never fit her body shape with her generous bust and rounded hips and ass, but she figured it out. When men figured out what was under there, they eagerly sought out more, even though she had never technically shown anyone.

It was why it was so easy to fall into her new ‘job’ on Only Fans, why it was easy to be on the other side of the screen and to show off for others. She just never expected that someone would see her on -this- side of the camera.