Ask her if she's hurt.
From Create Your Own Story
"What happened to you?" You ask, pointing up to the bandages wrapping her body.
"Nothing," she says, reaching behind herself to unfasten the bandage. "I'm just weird. I strap down my tits sometimes."
"Wait. What?"
"My tits." She stares up at you as she begins to unwrap the bandage. "They're too big and I don't like them. So I strap them down." She unwraps the entire bandage and tosses it across the back of a chair to dry out. Standing in a purple sports bra and panties, you can see exactly lithe and toned her body is, and that her breasts are much larger than they seemed. Her nipples poke hard at the fabric of the bra, and you're wondering if they're large C cups, or maybe even D, when she starts snapping her fingers in front of your face. "Hey, hey. See? There's yet another reason I don't like them."
"I'm sorry," you say, turning your eyes away. "I didn't mean to stare."
"You going to sit there in your wet clothes all night?" she asks, not bothering with your apology.
