“You were always so vain about your figure. That will literally now be the death of you…”

That was what the unfamiliar voice had said. What the hell did it mean…?

Hayley wasn’t sure. All she knew was her breasts hurt like hell…!

She looked down, and shrieked.

Her breasts were bigger, a lot bigger. The buttons on her blouse were already straining; one actually popped off as she watched in disbelief. She undid the rest of them and just gazed in shock…

A transparent latex bra met her gaze. Pulling proved that this was tightly glued to her body. Under it, something was clamped onto her breasts; what looked like a couple of upturned glasses were firmly fitted over them, and her breasts were slowly growing into them…

Mewling, Hayley clawed at the bra, trying to get it off. She sagged to her knees from the pain, as her breasts expanded again…

She was normally quite petite; a ‘B’ cup at best. She now had a set of Samantha Fox like ‘DD’ cups and they were still growing…

She was still moaning from the pain as she felt a similar feeling start up in her backside…

Minutes later, Hayley was on the floor, screaming her head off.

The breasts were now ‘F’ cup; nothing she had in her wardrobe now fitted, so she would have to go bare-chested. She also now had a large bubble butt; her ass cheeks were expanding the same way. She was rapidly turning into an extreme caricature of herself, and in horrendous pain.

Who had done this to her, and why? Another wave of pain hit. She was still expanding…

Finally, there was a pause. Then, there was a click…

“Having fun, Hayley?”, a recorded voice said. “Still feel so vain about your figure now? This will teach you not to ridicule my friends and I. Your body curves now more resemble Jessica Rabbit; massive breasts and butt, tiny waist. You should set like it in a day or two, with no going back. You can’t remove the kit doing it; it’s all permanently glued on. Also, if you try to get any professional help, say at a hospital, you won’t like the results. Just let it happen. Once the process completes, the bra will turn flesh coloured, and everything will look perfectly natural, as natural as your new daft figure will ever look again.”

Hayley whimpered, frantically clawing at the bra. The pain was still horrendous but gradually diminishing.

Hayley, still crying, gradually pulled herself to her feet. Then she heard the frantic knocking at the door of her room…

Wrapping a towel round herself, to cover up as best as she could, she got to her door, unlocked it and opened it.

Her flatmate, Tina, immediately flew in.

“Babe! What’s wrong?”, she said, going to hug her.

Hayley pulled away.

“Babe…?”

Sobbing, Hayley opened the towel…

Tina shrieked.

“What the fuck…!?”

Both women tried frantically to remove the bra, with no luck at all.

Tina wanted Hayley to get help, to go to hospital; Hayley just shook her head.

“I’m sure that the damn thing is rigged to do something nasty if I try”, she said. “I’ve just got to put up with it. The bra is supposed to go flesh-coloured when the process completes.”

Tina hugged Hayley as best as she could; Hayley ended up crying on her shoulder.

“You’re going to need some kind of support”, Tina said, eventually. “Those tits are massive. You’ll need a corset to stop your back from giving out.”

She then walked round behind Hayley. She tried hard not to laugh…

“God, your butt is massive!”, she said. “However, it’s actually quite sexy…”

She ran her hands over Hayley’s backside. Despite everything, Hayley moaned…

Tina just grabbed her and carted her off to bed. Hayley then found out how sensitive her nipples still were. They were pointing out the top of the cups, through a seal that kept the vacuum in the cups intact, and rubbing against the latex bra…

Tina had just brushed her hand against Hayley’s nipples, and Hayley nearly came right then. The pain was easing a little, as her breasts and butt had stopped expanding; they could tell that as the bra was rapidly becoming flesh coloured.

Soon, Hayley looked like she was naked, apart from her new shape. The breasts had stopped at ‘G’ cup; all the kit underneath the bra had been made of organic based materials, so nothing would show up on an x-ray. The butt had been enlarged by simple expanding inserts.

Hayley sobbed. She looked like a professional porn star who had had all the enhancements done. All she had as far as clothes went was a very loose hoodie that she’d bought to go over a costume for a prank she had pulled at a party once. None of her other clothes fitted at all…

She and Tina were just working out what to do next when the doorbell rang.

“Delivery!”

“I’m not expecting anything”, said Hayley. “Are you, Tina…?”

“No…”, Tina said, going to the door.

It was a delivery from one of the big clothing companies.

A large box, full of clothing. All in Hayley’s new size…

The note in the box said, “Just to show I’m not a complete bitch…”

It was unsigned…

There were quite a few nice things in the box; also, because they were for a special size, they were normally quite expensive. Hayley started crying again…

Tina helped her pick out an outfit, and Hayley disappeared into her room to dress. When she came out, Tina clapped her hands together with glee.

“Wow! You’re a real knockout, now!”

“If I turn too fast with these things I will probably knock someone out!”, Hayley said. That started Tina giggling, then the pair were soon roaring their heads off.

Then Hayley and Tina had to work out the logistics of Hayley’s new life…

They still had no idea why someone had done what they did to her. The person that had done it had given the impression that her body would never stop expanding; after all, they had said it was going to be the death of her.

Then she turned the note from the box over…

“So, this is you new life, now”, she read. “The old you is now effectively dead. Don’t mourn it; it was a waste of potential and space. Despite looking like a Grade A Bimbo, you’ll be surprised at what doors will now open for you. Make the most of your life, now, and stop holding yourself back!”

Hayley was very thoughtful after reading that.

“My mystery ‘attacker’ seems to want me to treat this as an opportunity, not a curse”, she said. “I wonder what will happen if I do that…?”

Next day, in one of the more conservative outfits from the box, she went into work.

“Bloody hell!”, came from the managers office. “Look what’s decided to walk in!”

The manager came out, then stopped dead. His mouth nearly hit the floor…

“You didn’t look like that a week ago…!”

“Gee, you think? Glad to see you’re as observant as ever, Mike!”

Hayley just walked over to her desk, sat down, and got on with her tasks for the day, chuckling at her boss’s reaction to her new curves…

Hayley managed a full day at work; she was still a little uncomfortable from her new figure, but she found taking frequent toilet breaks seemed to help. Her friends just couldn’t stop looking at her, though.

“They must have cost a packet!”, said Sylvia. “How come you’ve had them so big, though?”

Still being cautious, Hayley said “I fancied a change.”

“In that case”, said Sylvia, “you’re coming clubbing with me tonight, and I won’t take no for an answer.”

Hayley, thinking about what the note had said, agreed…

Later that evening, Sylvia and Hayley turned up at Club Feline in town to enjoy themselves.

They were both surprised when the boss of the club herself, Sheba, came up to them.

“Wow…”, she said. “What a figure! Ever thought of modelling and working for me?”

Sylvia nudged Hayley.

“She means you, stupid!”, she said. “Go for it!”

“What would I have to do?”, asked Hayley.

“Mainly stand or sit there and look pretty”, Sheba said, with a laugh. “With a figure like that, all you’d have to do is walk in the room…!”

“Ok, I’ll give it a go”, said Hayley. “When do I start?”

“You just did”, Sheba said. “Look around you…”

People were staring at Hayley. The looks were ones of desire. Word had also got round, and the club was absolutely heaving…

Hayley had no way of knowing that it was Sheba that had had her ‘changed’ in the first place. She had spotted a soul in need of ‘saving’ as she put it and decided to do something about it. She had followed Hayley for weeks; she’d watched as Hayley had been very careful about her diet, had exercised by running every day, even when it was chucking it down with rain. She’d watched as Hayley had asked her friends things like ‘does my bum look big in this?’. She’d also caught Hayley occasionally sneaking furtive glances at more ‘endowed’ women; she thought that Hayley would appreciate what she was planning on doing to her…

Now, she had what she really wanted. Hayley, completely transformed. She was so hot she was on fire. Everybody wanted her as a friend, and some wanted more. She was in the latter category…

Sheba made her move after Hayley had been working at her club for a week. Hayley was quite happy working there; despite the ‘trade’ she was now in, people were treating her with respect, and she made more in one night in the tips stuffed down her bra than a whole week at her old job. Then Sheba called her over…

“I have a problem”, she said. “You’re not doing what I want.”

“What do you mean?”

“You keep going home at night.”

“So…?”

“Your home is here. With me.”

“Oh…!”

Hayley had had no idea that Sheba thought of her like that. She hadn’t even known Sheba was gay. Come to think of it, was she?

They both found out the answers in bed, later that night…!

From then on, Hayley was treated with even more respect than usual. Word soon got around that she was the boss’s girl…

Her friends were really happy for her. They knew how protective Sheba could be. This became apparent one night, when one of the patrons, a loud-mouthed thug from out of town who didn’t know the lay of the land, started playing with Hayley’s breasts without her consent. He then made the stupid mistake of yanking on one of her nipple rings and causing it to bleed…

Hayley let out a very unladylike yelp.

No-one had ever seen Sheba move so fast…

She took care of the problem herself, single-handedly taking down not only the thug himself, but all of his companions, bodily throwing the lot out onto the street. She then grabbed hold of the arm that had touched ‘her girl’ and broke it.

“You can’t get away with this!”, the thug cried. “Don’t you know who I am?”

Sheba just leaned over and whispered her last name into his ear. He went white…

“Oh, God! I didn’t know! I’m sorry…!”

Sheba left him crying on the sidewalk in the rain…

She just stomped back into her club.

Word soon got around.

Two suitcases turned up at the club, for the attention of Hayley.

One was full of expensive jewellery, the other had half a million in cash in it. The note simply said, “My apologies.”

Sheba just smiled, and stroked her girlfriends head…

Hayley settled down into her new life with Sheba. Would she still feel the same if she found out that it was Sheba behind her transformation? Only time will tell…