Candy’s mum was looking forward to her coming back from Summer Camp.
The sponsorship had been welcomed; there were no ‘summer schemes’ in the area, and jobs were tight as well, so she would have been sitting round the house doing nothing.
Candy had emailed her daily; she had said the signal was useless at the camp, but they all had access to the internet using the camp computers so she could email.
If her mum had known what was really happening, she would have kept Candy in 24/7…
At the camp, Candy was on an exercise machine in the gym. She didn’t have any choice…
She was covered from head to foot in a transparent latex suit. The breasts in the suit were obscenely large, almost G cup, and completely transparent. She had stopped being embarrassed about them long ago, she was just struggling to survive…
The sweat was pooling everywhere and, nauseatingly, slopping around in her transparent inflatable breasts; her cleavage was steamed up and she was sucking on the penis gag in her mouth, trying to draw in air. The hood was flexing over her face as she tried to breathe, at least her nostrils weren’t covered fully. She was soaked in sweat and urine, thoroughly miserable and just wanted to go home, but that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon.
None of the emails to her mother had been sent by her. The summer camp AI system had sent them, based on the information in her school record, as well as the ‘interview’ she had given when she first arrived. It had also told her mother that she had ‘volunteered’ for a college project. Her mother was completely unaware about what was really happening…
At the end of her gym session, one of the ‘attendant’ girls came in and unlocked her from the machine. The attendant wore a similar suit to hers, but in pink, with smaller breasts and only her eyes visible. A leash was then clipped to the collar, and Candy was taken back to her room (cell). The long chain hanging from the ceiling was attached to her collar, the leash was removed and the attendant walked out of the room, locking the door. Candy just sat on the bed and sobbed, the liquid slopping obscenely in her breasts. The ‘attendant’ hadn’t even offered to clean her…
After a sleepless night, Candy was fed by the attendant squeezing a tube of liquid food through the hole in her gag. She then checked the levels in Candy’s breasts. To her amazement, she didn’t do anything about them, just unchained her from the ceiling and led her back into the gym. Candy tried to indicate that she needed cleaning and her breasts emptying, as well as needing the toilet, but the other woman just fastened her onto another exercise machine and set it running, then left the room, ignoring her as she wailed into her gag.
Candy’s breasts were practically full when the attendant returned; however, instead of emptying them, the attendant injected something into each of the nipple valves…
The burning pain hit Candy in both of her breasts. To her horror, she realised that the liquid was setting, and turning flesh coloured…! Candy now had full G cup breasts. They had moulded themselves perfectly onto her. When the attendant tweaked the nipples, she was shocked to find that she could feel it!
Once her new breasts had properly set, Candy was allowed to use the toilet. Miserably, she sat and went, trying to look past her new breasts to see what was happening. The attendant then started undressing her, to clean her…
Candy just looked at her new breasts, and cried her eyes out. They were massive and definitely now hers; they were seamlessly joined onto her body.
Once the attendant had cleaned and dried her, she started dressing her in a new uniform; a white latex bra, a new white blouse that stretched over her new breasts and fastened with silver buttons, and a black leather skirt. She was then led out to a car, and her bag with her original things was loaded into the back. Before they left, another woman came out to talk to her…
“Implanted in your neck is a new, experimental chip. If you tell anyone, including your mother, what has happened here, the chip will detonate your new breasts, and you and anyone near you will die. All you are allowed to say is, ‘I’m not allowed to talk about it’, and refer any enquiries to the camp contact details. Also, you can’t fly anymore, as you may set off the airport detectors. Remember that.” The woman walked back in and closed the door.
The drive took about an hour. The attendant put her bag on the pavement, made her get out, then drove off. She had been dropped off back at home!
Her mother came racing out to meet her, then stared at her breasts.
“What… the… hell…?”
Candy just sobbed…