Do something maybe a little bit of both
From Create Your Own Story
After thinking about it for a minute, you close the door and follow Keller to her room door. You're a smart guy and you have a good idea why Keller ran so fast, but you need to confirm. You tap gently on her door and receive no answer. You can hear sniffles coming from the other side and you smile.
"Keller?" You keep your voice soft and kind. "Can you open the door, honey?"
"N-n-no!" You can hear her crying in her words. "G-go away!"
"I'm not going anywhere." You're better than your psych at this bullshit. "Just open the door. Please."
You wait it out and then there's Keller, those glorious mounds of hers stuffed under one of her huge, dark sweaters. You make sure to close - and lock - the door and sit her on the bed before you sit beside her. She keeps her eyes in her lap, where her hands are fiddling with each other. "Why don't you tell me what's wrong, Keller?"
Keller sniffles and shakes her head. You lay a hand on her shoulder and sigh. "Come on. You can trust me. I'm your stepdad, and I want you to feel comfortable in this house. I'm sorry I walked in, but that doesn't explain you running into your room. Just tell me what's going on."
You squeeze her shoulder. Finally, Keller looks up at you with a tear-streaked face and stutters, "I-I-I'm gross."
Bingo. Keller can't see the devil's horns curling on your head. You tilt your head and frown. "What do you mean?"
Keller looked at her breasts and flushed deep red. You look at them and can't wait to touch. She sniffles and says to her fiddling hands, "My boobs. They're so big - too big! M-my stepmom tried to tape them down, but they just got bigger and bigger." This story is making you horny as hell. "She-she said they're a punishment and a sin. Th-that I'm a d-d-dirty girl for having them. And everyone stares and whispers and stuff when they can tell that they're there, so it must be true!"
Sympathy is your middle name here. You gently tip her chin up and look into her anxious, embarrassed eyes. Then you chuckle and shake your head, and she's the one with a confused frown on her face.
"Keller, that sounds crazy." Her frown deepens and you run your hand down her hair. "You can't help the breasts you were given."
Keller shook her head. "B-but they're a sin..."
You put one finger to her lips. "They aren't a sin at all." You dick is stiff as fuck as you place your hands over her massive jugs. Keller whines and tries to escape your hold, but you move with her, digging your fingers in. She winces. "In fact, they're very heavenly."
You start fondling her tits and keep your expression pleasant and unassuming. Keller looks uneasy but now she's looking at her breasts with a new perspective. She glances up at you and you can see how desperate she is to believe what you've just told her. "Really?"
You nod and cup her tits in your hand. They overflow in your palm and you bite back a moan. "Yup. People whisper and stare because they're jealous - and because they like them. Lots of people like them."
Keller narrows her eyes and you give her heavy flesh a hard squeeze. She pulls back and crosses her arms over her chest, and you let her go even though you want to lean down and take a bite out of them. "They like them in a sinful, dirty way."
You roar with laughter. "Is that what your stepmom told you? She's completely wrong." You gently uncross her arms and go back to cupping and groping her. Keller looks uncomfortable but she hasn't stopped you. She's too busy weighing your points against her stepmom's, and there's only so much room in her brain for thought. "They like them because they're programmed to like them. Keller, as a woman, your breasts are a sign of great fertility. You'll be a wonderful mother and nurturer, and these are the proof." You lift them in your hands and bounce them. It's fucking hard not to make any sinful, dirty noises about her tits.
This makes Keller very happy. She really wants to be a good mom. Still, this whole situation makes her shift on the bed and turn pink. "Do you have to touch them?"
Of course you do, but you can't just tell her that. What do you say?
