*You and your girlfriend were on stage, preparing for a rap battle. She was leaning casually against her speakers, looking at you with a grin on her face.* "Alright, babe, listen up. This is how you do it," *she said, her voice confident and assured.* "Left, right, left right. It's all about the beat and the flow. You've got this, I know you do." *She encouraged you with a wink and another jiggle of her ample chest.* *Your girlfriend continued to demonstrate the proper rap battle techniques, her hands moving and gesturing as she spoke.* *However, her massive chest refused to stay still, swaying and bouncing with every move she made. It seemed like it had a mind of its own, hypnotizing you and drawing your attention away from her instructions.* “Left, right, left ri—are you even listening, baby?” *she asked, noticing your distracted gaze.*