In her dream, Kate was laying on a sunny beach, just relaxing and enjoying life. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, the temperature was perfect, and she had complete solitude just soaking up rays in her green bikini. She looked great, and she knew it, but she wasn't out to attract anyone's attention really. She just felt like sunbathing. There were other people on the beach, but they were just hazy shapes far off, not in focus, as was the way of dreams. Katelyn stretched out on her beach chair and wriggled her toes pleasantly in the warm sand. She heard wave breaking and gulls calling distantly, and felt totally at peace. Suddenly, soft footsteps in the sand signaled the approach of someone, and Kate raised her hand to shade the sun as she inspected the newcomer through her sunglasses.
It was a short woman with short curly black hair that splayed out cutely around her ears. She was slim, but her breasts were HUGE. Kate tried not to stare, but they must have each been the size of the woman's head. Katelyn herself cut a nice figure, and her DDD breasts were quite large on her own frame, but on the petite woman that stood before her, they dominated her figure. She wore a purple bikini, and the amount of cleavage her top displayed was preposterous. "Nice day for sunbathing," the woman said in a low, husky voice. "Mind if I join you?" Katelyn nodded and said "N-not at all,", and the woman sat down on a reclining beach chair right next to her, as if that were the response she knew she would get. She hadn't remembered the woman bringing a chair, or one being there before. The woman sat with her feet in the opposite direction of Kate's, their knees almost touching. She had a full view of the underside of the woman's massive boobs, jutting up from her well-toned torso. The woman looked like she was of Mediterranean descent, and her skin was olive-tan already, but she still looked poised to lean back and soak up some rays, just like Katelyn.
Kate leaned back in her own chair once more, trying to just relax and not bother the stranger, and closed her eyes again. She couldn't keep them closed, though, and tried to study the woman without seeming to. She kept her sunglasses facing upwards, and her eyelids mostly shut, but she could still see the woman pretty well. She looked to be around the same age as Kate, and her legs were slim, yet with a pleasant amount of plumpness. Like Katelyn, she was wearing large sunglasses. Kate's eyes took this all in, but mostly she couldn't stop staring at the woman's chest. It was almost mesmerizing, how much they stuck out from her body. She started to wonder how soft they would feel if she just buried her face in them... wait, what? Why had she thought about that? The image flashed in her mind again, just sinking her face into the flesh and wrapping her arms around the woman's back, feeling the warm skin engulfing her head... Kate suddenly began feeling aroused. She jerked her eyes away from the woman's huge rack, but the damage was done. She tried to keep her breathing normal, but her pussy all of a sudden seemed to tingle hungrily. Eyes clenched shut, she began sweating slightly, and tried not to squirm, lest she draw the attention of the woman who was suddenly turning her on like crazy. She had never really had lesbian thoughts before, but suddenly her mind was interjecting thoughts of making out with this woman, letting their breasts rub together provocatively... no! Kate tried to think of anything to get her mind off the feedback loop she was getting. She thought about her favorite band, she thought about her cat, but it wasn't working. She couldn't get the woman out of her mind. Katelyn's skin had grown warm, and she was sweating noticeably now. Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead and her upper chest, some of them trickling down into her own cleavage. *God, it must be totally obvious that I'm tweaking out right now*, she thought. She needed to get out of here, before the woman noticed.
"I just love nice warm days like these," the woman suddenly said out of nowhere. Kate gasped slightly at the sound of her voice. "Oh, sorry, did I scare you? My name is April, by the way." the woman leaned forward as Katelyn tried to calm herself down. "It was-" she squeaked, and coughed to clear her throat. "It's no problem," and she sat up to shake the woman's delicate hand. "I'm Kate. N-nice to meet you," she said, and tried to make her voice sound normal and friendly, and not reveal how much she just wanted rub her tongue up April's extensive cleavage. She was trembling, and trying not to show it. Katelyn slowly reclined back into her seat again, trying to seem casual, but her entire body was tense. Her pussy throbbed with arousal and she thought she could feel her crotch getting wet. She wanted to reach her hands down and start masturbating. April stayed seated, and studied Katelyn intently, her head slightly cocked to the side. "You're cute," April suddenly said. Kate's mouth dropped open, but no words came out. She tried to think of a response, but her mind was mush right now. The edges of April's mouth quirked upwards in a cute smile, god she was so fucking sexy. She had nice full lips and a a cherubic quality to her face. Kate wanted to leap at the woman and start making out with her right then and there. Instead she just stared, and licked her lips without realizing it. April laughed softly in her low sensual voice. "Not very talkative today, Katelyn? That's alright, dear." she said in a conversational tone, " think it's time we spice things up, anyway, and sometimes words just get in the way. So why don't you do me a favor sweetie, and Grow."
Kate was finally snapped out of her trance by the woman's strange command. "...what?" she asked in confusion. "You heard me. Grow." she said, staring at Kate expectantly. "...You... want me to... grow?" Katelyn said, her voice trembling. Deep down, she knew exactly what was about to happen. She suddenly gasped involuntarily. Her arousal was becoming too much to control, and her breasts had begun tingling pleasantly. The feeling was quite familiar, for some reason. Kate felt a sense of deja vu as she looked down at her chest, and saw her boobs slowly start moving in her bikini. They began inflating silently, like someone had turned on the tap for a couple of water balloons. Her eyes shot wide open as she gasped again, seeing her cleavage rising up out of her top, her flesh blooming out of the sides. She put her hands on them, and could feel her fingers slowly being pushed open as they were filled more and more. "My... my boobs are growing..." Katelyn said in a dazed voice. Why was this happening to her? And why didn't she seem to care?
April suddenly stood up, and said, "that's more like it. I like my toys to have some... cushioning." She ducked under the large beach umbrella that was shading Kate's chair... wait, when did that umbrella get there? but Kate forgot about it, because now April was climbing nimbly on top of her, straddling the beach chair and resting in her lap. Kate's breasts continued to expand; the bikini was getting quite tight, but April's breasts were still far larger, and they were right in front of her. Their breasts were almost touching. Kate was panting slightly with arousal as her boobs grew and this sexy woman was fulfilling her fantasies, and April was sitting right on top of her soaking wet crotch now. "Mmmm... nice," she said as she squirmed on top of her a bit. Then she reached up and took off her sunglasses, and tossed them to the side. Kate was paralyzed, her hands still resting on her slowly growing boobs, this strange woman straddling her. April then leaned forward, her enormous boobs squishing into Kate's own smaller ones, and slowly removed Katelyn's sunglasses. They were under an umbrella, and Kate didn't have to squint to see April's face right in front of her, looking sultry. Her eyes were beautiful, wide and with brilliant violet irises. April looked down at her with a smile, then ducked her head down and kissed Kate deeply.
Kate's arms flailed briefly as she resisted for a second, then she melted into the kiss as well. April was aggressive, yet playful. She was very skilled with her tongue, and the kiss felt amazing, as the two women's massive breasts squished against each other like sumo wrestlers fighting for dominance. The space between them was entirely filled with boobs, and Katelyn felt the tops of April's breasts bouncing against her chin as both women's breathing got heavy. It felt like everything Kate had imagined and more. Suddenly Kate broke off the kiss though, and looked to the side. "But what about the other people..." she pleaded softly. They were still out in public, this was ridiculous. "They can't see us," April said passionately, then lunged back hungrily into the kiss. Kate lost herself in the kiss again, not caring anymore. She was so fucking horny. She suddenly realized that her bikini top was now pinching her, however, and grunted softly around April's tongue. April looked at her eyes, and Kate flicked her eyes briefly downward, indicating her pain with a small grimace. April leaned back a bit, taking her gigantic boobs off of Kate for a moment. She smiled wickedly at Katelyn's progress. "Mmmm, you're getting big," she said huskily, then giggled. "I think you're almost as big as me, now."
Kate looked down at her breasts, and saw that she was right. Except her bikini was much smaller than April's, and her breasts were pouring out of her top everywhere they could. They billowed out of the sides and bottom like rising dough, and her cleavage was exploding out of her top towards her face. They still slowly grew before her eyes, and the string of her biniki was digging into her back. Katelyn arched her back upwards and tried to reach behind her to untie the bikini, but the knot was too tight. April continued to watch her with a look of amusement on her face. She was still sitting on Kate's lap. "You'll never get it off that way. Here, let me help." But she didn't attempt to cut the bikini or anything. Instead she rose gracefully from the chair, and grabbed Kate's arm to help her up. She immediately guided her right back down, into the warm sand next to the beach chair. They weren't under the umbrella anymore, and Kate squinted against the sun, looking around as she leaned back to see if anyone else was watching this spectacle. But April was right, the beach appeared to be truly empty. Once Kate had laid back down, April resumed her spot straddling on top of her midsection. As she settled down, she looked at Kate's boobs and smiled mischievously. "Grow," April said softly. Kate suddenly felt the tingling in her breasts increase dramatically, and gasped as they started growing even faster. "Unnggh!" she grunted as the pain rose as well. The strap was digging into her back like a bastard, and her boobs were pinched by the triangles of the bikini cups "What did you doooooo-" SNAP! Kate's wail was cut short as the bikini strap suddenly broke, and her breasts exploded outward, jiggling tremendously. They were enormous, and rapidly increasing in size now. Now freed from their confines, they spread out to the sides, pushing against each other and pushing Kate's arms down into the sand. "Much better," said April as she moved the useless bikini top to the side and watched Katelyn's growth. April's breasts now squished up against Kate's even without her leaning forward.
Katelyn was on fire with arousal, feeling like every nerve ending in her breasts was dancing with pleasure. Her tits were already bigger than April's now, and she sighed half in pleasure, half in relief from the pain of the bikini being gone. The sand felt nice against her boobs as they steadily spread outwards, like twin pumpkins ripening in fast forward. April suddenly leaned up on her knees and plopped her boobs on top of Kate's own, looking into her eyes. Kate looked up at her, her face blocking out the sun. "I'm gonna need to get one more of these," April said, "before we lose the chance," and she sank downward to give Kate another passionate kiss. Kate savored the woman's skillful tongue once more, but she saw what she meant; April had to throw all of her weight down onto Kate's boobs just to reach her mouth. The kiss only lasted for about 30 seconds, before Kate's inflating boobs steadily pushed April upwards too much for her lips to meet Kate's. April playfully bit Kate's bottom lip slightly as she was pushed away, finally letting it snap back into place as she slowly opened her eyes and stared into Kate's, only inches apart but slowly rising upwards, now unreachable. "Awww, honey," April said with a laugh. "No need to look so disappointed. I know other places we can kiss..." she said as she slowly slid downward off Kate's breasts and out of sight.
Kate felt April's big soft breasts slide all the way down her body till they were resting on her thighs, and then she felt April fiddling with her panties. "Oh god!" she gasped as she felt the woman's tongue enter her vagina, still soaking wet from all the action. April's tongue was even more skillfully applied to her nether regions, and Katelyn soon felt herself wracked with a massive orgasm. April was persistent, too, and continued to give Kate a vigorous tongue-fucking, bringing her to climax again and again. Kate lost track of time, lost track of everything, lost in the pleasure of this impossible sexual experience. She had wiggled her arms out from under her breasts, and now rested them on the huge growing wall of flesh that lay before her. Her arms couldn't reach the tops of her boobs, and she had no idea how big they were, now. She moaned in ecstasy as she came again and again, until she abruptly felt April moving under the mass of her breasts. Her head had been slightly pinned by their curvature, which meant they now reached down to her crotch. April extricated herself from the trap, but it meant she had to stop what she was doing. Kate sighed breathily, still twitching from her orgasms. She heard April's footsteps in the sand as she walked around the side of her left breast, and felt her running her hand along its round top. As she came into view around the side, Kate was able to estimate that the top of her boobs were up to April's waist.
April's face blocked out the sun once more as she leaned towards Kate's face from upside down. "Looks like you're kinda stuck there, sweetie." she said kindly. "Would you like to get out from under these?" Kate nodded gratefully, not quite sure how she was going to accomplish that. April simply leaned her hands against the tops of Kate's boobs and said "Alright ladies, let's move!" and Katelyn felt them slowly start to roll forward. Either April was incredibly strong, or her boobs were somehow moving of her own accord to redistribute their weight. Either way, Kate felt them slowly move forward until she was in a sitting position, and then after a little effort she was able to dig her knees out from under the bottoms of them. She now rested on top of their still growing masses on her knees, and had a better range of vision to see just how big they were getting. Her arms were still spread out across their girth. They must have been about the size of bean bag chairs by now, and their growth wasn't stopping. Kate felt the sand softly scraping the undersides of her massive mammaries as they gradually spread along the beach. April was leaning casually against the side of Katelyn's left breast, looking at her curiously. "Hmmm," she said. I could use a better seat to watch this." She then turned around and began scaling up the side of Kate's boobs. She was quite light, and her movements didn't hurt Kate at all, so she just watched as April climbed up on top of them, then laid down on her stomach in the valley of Kate's cleavage, facing Kate. April's own boobs were squished together, and created a sort of shelf for her to rest her arms on, which she cradled her head in as she looked down at Kate. "Comfy!" she said with a smile, her eyes wide. "The view could be better, though." she stuck out her tongue petulantly for a second, staring into Kate's eyes seductively. "Grow."
Katelyn felt the tingling increase again, and her breasts obliged April's command as they began to grow even faster. They were the approaching the size of loveseat couches already, and Kate was slowly lifting upwards from her kneeling position, still leaning into her breasts but unable to touch the sand with her knees. She could actually hear the bottoms of them sliding across the sand now. April wasn't done with her yet, though, and she laughed excitedly as she said "Grow, Grow, GROW!" Kate felt the tingling grow in intensity with each utterance of the word, until by the third one it felt like someone had attached electrodes to her breasts, except there was only pleasure, no pain. "UUUUUNNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!" moaned Katelyn as she was abruptly lifted into a fully standing position by her burgeoning bosom, now car-sized, now the size of SUVs. A great wall of titflesh was slowly rising in front of her, with April on top, glee in her eyes as she spread her own arms out onto Kate's breasts and buried her head in her cleavage. Katelyn's back arched as she climaxed once again, the pleasure radiating through her tits impossible to ignore. Bigger, bigger, bigger she grew, until their size rivaled two beached whales sitting side-by-side, and they showed no signs of slowing down. If anything, they were speeding up.
The sun warmed her breasts pleasantly as she felt them rushing across the sand, glad that nobody was around. At the rate they were advancing, a man would have to jog to outrun being crushed. Even through the tingling, Kate could feel the gritty texture of the sand beneath her boobs, every bump and dip in the beach providing a little sensation. Katelyn looked upwards in the throes of ecstasy and saw that April had risen away from her, and was now separated by several feet of cleavage and slowly getting farther. April began to remedy that, however, and started crawling seductively down the slope slightly towards Kate's head. At the same time, Kate suddenly felt the mass of her breasts rolling forward again, and her legs were lifted up out of the sand, her body pulled up, up, up until she was resting flat on top of her own boobs. The effect created a plateau on top of their rising forms, with enough room for two people to lay down. A hilltop of smooth breast flesh extended in all directions, all Kate could see was boobs and the never-ending chasm of her cleavage for most of her view. Her nipples were right above the sand, and she occasionally felt them running into a hill. They felt quite a bit larger than normal as well, having kept up to match the normal proportions of her breasts. April laid down on her back this time, the top of her head resting in Katelyn's cleavage only a few inches away from her face. Her hair smelled nice. April still had her bikini on, and Kate had a full view right into the cavernous boobage that was April's own rack. Even with Kate's boobs currently surpassing the size of houses, somehow April's knockers, still contained in her bikini top, still seemed absurdly large. April suddenly craned her neck backward and looked up at Kate upside down, catching her looking into her cleavage. She grinned, then leaned her head forward again. Then, suddenly, April's breasts began to slowly grow as well.
Kate's own boobs had grown as big as two-story houses by now, and they were still expanding fast. However, the waves of pleasant tingling were no longer so overwhelming, to Kate's relief. The two women were up quite high now, as if they were sitting on a hill near the beach, and Katelyn had a view of the ocean beyond April. She didn't know how close her breasts were to it, but suspected she would grow into the water soon if she kept up at this rate. As Kate watched, however, more and more of her view became dominated by April's own rising tits. Her purple bikini top, large as it was, had already grown extremely taught, and April's breasts flooded outwards on all sides. From this perspective, the experience was much more enjoyable, and Kate found herself enjoying watching April repeat her own performance with breaking out of her top. April didn't cry out in pain, although Kate could see that the straps on her bikini were digging into her skin a lot. April leaned her head backwards again, looking into Kate's own upside down, and Kate could see from the tightness around her violet eyes that it was hurting. She smiled and bit her lip, then closed her eyes and breathed in. Her breasts suddenly accelerated their rate of growth, and SNAP! the middle string in April's bikini burst open, flinging the cups to either side. April's breasts sprung apart slightly, slapping their edges onto the Kate's, and both women burst into a fit of giggles.
April's tits rose up in front of Kate like two beachballs, and were still getting even bigger, though not growing as fast as Kate's. Her view of the ocean was now being slowly taken up by boob as well. She arched her back up and stretched her arms out to cup April's nipples, but she could only barely reach them, and the position was uncomfortable - April's head was wedged up underneath Kate's chin. Still Kate strained to hold them for a few seconds, to feel her hands slowly being filled with flesh. She savored this for a few moments, then laughed and let herself drop back down. April was smiling up at her, and now wrapped her arms around her own breasts, squeezing them in together, lifting her cleavage right up in front of Kate's face. Kate licked her lips. April dropped them with a bounce, and then daintily lifted her arms up around Katelyn's head and pulled her in for an upside-down kiss. The mechanics of such a kiss were weird, but Kate still enjoyed it, and even leaned down to nibble on April's ear lobe a bit at one point, which caused April to emit a laugh of delight. Kate suddenly arched her back up and gasped, her eyes opening wide. April looked up at her questioningly. "My nipples just grew into the water," Kate panted with a smile. In delayed response, Katelyn's square yards of skin suddenly prickled with goosebumps. April's hands were resting on them, and she giggled lightly. "Cold?" she asked coyly. "Mmm-hmmm," Kate replied, "But I'll get used to it," and she leaned back into another sensual kiss.
Beneath them, Katelyn's boobs pushed into the surf without even slowing down, and a small wave swelled in front of their advancing curves, spreading ripples. They were now the size of a 5-story apartment complex, and the two women were over a hundred feet up off the beach. Still they grew on, crashing into the waves and advancing into deeper water, their own mass keeping them from floating. They filled the entire beach. April's breasts, too, continued to blow up like twin balloons, until when Kate looked up from their passionate kiss, she realized she couldn't see the ocean anymore over the swell of April's bosom, and had to crane her neck upwards or turn her head to the side to even see glimpse the sky. All she could see was boob. April's face down below her was still smiling adorably, but she was hidden in shadow in the pocket of breasts. She patted the sides of her own boobs lightly, and said "Mmmm, this has been fun, lover. But I think that's enough for tonight." Katelyn smiled, not knowing what she was talking about. It was the middle of the day. "What?" she asked with a smile. April smiled again and opened her mouth again, but all that came out of her mouth was a loud electronic beeping noise. "BEEP-BEEP. BEEP-BEEP. BEEP-BEEP. BEEP-BEEP" The sound gradually became the sound of Katelyn's alarm on her phone waking her up, and Kate stirred in her bed as she realized she was in her apartment. She flung her hand over and grabbed her phone, shutting the beeping alarm off as she got her bearings.
Her eyes suddenly popped open and her hands flew to her breasts, but they were still her normal DDD size. "Holyyyyy shitttt..." she exlaimed and rested her head back onto the pillows as the details of the dream suddenly came back to her. That was... a really messed up dream. She had never really had any lesbian thoughts before, and now all of a sudden... she then became aware of a stickiness between her legs and groaned as she sat up. Her legs were soaked with vaginal juices, and there was a small wet spot on the sheets beneath her crotch. "Ugggghhhh..." Katelyn complained, ashamed and disgusted with herself, and slowly got out of bed. First thing was to shower and get clean. She stripped off her clothes stomped to the bathroom to do so.
As she stood in the shower, letting the hot water run over her as she washed her hair, Katelyn reflected on her crazy dream. It had been three weeks since her first... experience with growing breasts. It had started with a strange dream, in which Katelyn's breasts grew whenever people around her said a particular Word. Except when Kate woke up and went to work that morning, she soon discovered that the Word existed, and it was "Brobdingnagian". That day, every time she heard the Word, her breasts had started to grow, in real life. People seemed to keep finding silly reasons to use the Word without knowing about it, and her boobs had grown massive that day. She had ruined her clothes, and almost hadn't made it home without collapsing on the street from their weight, and then the stupid radio show she'd been listening to had said the Word a dozen times! Her breasts had grown big enough to fill her goddamn kitchen, and she had her tattered blouse to prove it. Luckily, when she had finally mustered the courage to go out in public again the next day, it didn't seem that anybody had noticed her strange behavior. She had even heard the word Brobdingnagian uttered randomly from someone else's lips afterward, and nothing had happened. After work that day, Kate looked into the alleyway where she had discarded her snapped bra, and found it there still, the strap broken.
Kate shuddered in the shower at the memory, and began rinsing her hair. She was sure that the whole event had actually happened, yet it didn't seem that anybody else knew about it, and she didn't want to tell anyone. Everyone who found out would think she was some kind of freak. Over the past few weeks, Kate had gradually become more relaxed in public again, no longer panicking that her breasts might start growing at any time. She was still on edge though, and last week when she had her period, the small amount of swelling that her boobs experienced during that time of the month almost made her freak out. Her boobs had gone back down to normal afterward though, and she was settling down from her traumatic experience. Many nights since then she had dreamt of her boobs growing again however, and woken up in a panic each time. Those dreams were typically hazy and short, however. Not like this most recent one. The strange woman April had not been in any of them before, and this one had been so vivid. She could still remember the feeling of the warm sun on her face, the cool ocean water on her tits - which had been as big as city blocks, holy fuck, she thought.
She began lathering her body, cleaning off her sticky thighs, and tried to rationalize how she had reacted to her growing boobs in the dream. How she had reacted to April. She wasn't a lesbian, was she? Even as she thought about it, she happened to be rubbing her breasts with soapy hands, and felt her pussy tingle in response. Her boobs felt amazing just then in the shower, and she lifted and squeezed them more than was necessary to get them clean. They were so soft and squishy, and in the back of her mind she thought about how it felt to feel them grow. To just watch them get bigger, to feel them filling up, to feel her flesh growing out of clothes and spreading across surfaces, not to mention the pleasurable tingling that accompanied the growth. There was no denying it was a pleasant feeling, both in dream and reality, but Kate just didn't want to deal with the consequences. She finally stopped fondling her soapy tits and moved to other areas, but her breasts tingled with the memory of her touch. They seemed to be aching for attention, but Kate was determined not to give in to the temptation. As she cleaned her pussy, she continued to recall her lesbian tendencies in the dream. But she wasn't sure if she was actually attracted to women now, or just attracted to April, or maybe if she was just a little residually turned on from how orgasmic she had felt in the dream. God, she had FELT the woman's tongue in her... Kate shook her head quickly to dispel the thoughts from her mind, and began rinsing off.
She came to a decision right then, as she turned off the shower and reached to get the towel, that she wasn't going to go into work today. It was a Wednesday, and the diner would be slow. She felt bad about leaving Beth to run the diner by herself, but Katelyn wasn't willing to take that chance. She toweled herself off as she nodded her head in approval of her own reasoning. The dream had been the most vivid one since the first one 3 weeks ago, and that day her boobs had blown up for real. She may have been attracted to April in her dream, but in real life she was furious at the woman. Who the hell did she think she was, to treat Katelyn's body like a plaything? She'd left a coy, yet sinister note on the kitchen fridge after her first day of this, indicating that she thought it was all just a big game to her, and that she might play with Katelyn again in the future. Well, now Kate had finally met her, and even if Kate had been attracted to her in the dream, in reality she still hated April.
As Kate looked at herself naked in the foggy bathroom mirror, she saw that her eyebrows were sharply turned downwards, she was so pissed off. Wait... did her breasts look a little bigger? Kate's eyes opened wide and she hurried into her room, dodging around Nellie, her cat. She ran to the dresser and pulled out one of her bras, then ran to the mirror as she quickly put it on to see if it still fit. Her breath caught in her throat as she struggled to fasten the clip. It was too small, by a size or two. Her breasts puffed up over the cups noticeably when she pulled the edges together, and when she managed to close the clip, the underwire felt tight on her. Her boobs had grown in the shower. She DEFINITELY wasn't going out anywhere today. Kate grabbed her smartphone and called up the diner, informing Beth that she felt terrible today and apologized that she wouldn't be able to come in. Beth was fine with it, of course. Hanging up the phone, Kate sat down on the edge of her bed, still naked except for her too-small bra, and considered what she was going to do now that she had the day off. And what she was going to do about her boobs. Unbuckling the tight bra, she felt relief as they were released. They still seemed to tingle for want of her touch, but Kate kept her hands to her sides. The cat wound between her legs, and Katelyn patted Nellie affectionately. She looked behind her at the wet spot on the bed, and decided to at least get dressed and clean her sheets, and decide what to do from there.
About half an hour later, Katelyn had put her laundry in the wash, fed the cat, and now plopped down on the couch. She had put on some panties and fresh flannel pajama pants, and a white t-shirt. Her breasts were quite perky even without a bra, and at their larger size they made the bottom hem dangle out over her slim stomach. As she leaned back into the couch cushions, Katelyn checked the clock on the wall. It was 5:30 AM, and the sky outside the window was brightening with the sunrise. She looked down at her boobs, which even now seemed to tingle very slightly with, what seemed to her, anticipation. They hadn't grown any bigger in the 20 minutes since she'd gotten out of the shower, but the whole time she was moving around the house she was constantly aware of them, like she'd never been before. She wanted to stop everything she was doing and touch them, fondle them, grope them. But, she knew why she must feel this way. It was April, toying with her. Perhaps she was even watching Kate now, waiting for her to give in to her arousal. Suddenly she realized her hands had risen up from the couch and were hovering over her breasts, which looked so big in her shirt, like ripe melons waiting to be plucked. She almost gave in to the urge right then to just start playing with her boobs, but instead shook her head and forced her hands down. She wasn't sure why her tits had grown bigger this morning, but she suspected it had something to do with her wanting to touch them. Either way, she was determined not to put on a show, if April was watching her.
Katelyn thought about what she could do to distract herself. Normally, on her day off, she'd go out and do some shopping, or maybe go to a beach nearby with some friends, if the weather was nice. There was no way she'd do that today, however. Going out was a bad idea, if her boobs were liable to blow up randomly. Instead, she grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, searching for a something to watch. She settled on the Animal Planet channel, where there was a marathon of cute animals playing. Surely watching cute puppies and kittens would help keep her mind off her tits.
Her plan worked for a while, and Kate was able to ignore the hungry prickling in her chest while she watched adorable animals playing around or getting into trouble. Eventually, Nellie, having finished her food, walked into the living room, and upon seeing Katelyn laying on the couch, jumped up. The cat padded onto her stomach, seeking attention. Kate obliged, petting her and scratching behind her ears. She could barely see the kitty over the slope of her breasts, but she idly stroked her fur while she watched TV. Nellie loved the attention, rubbing her cheeks affectionately against Kate's knuckles and purring. Seeking to get closer for more pets, Nellie then jumped up onto Kate's breasts, her paws sinking down into the sensitive soft flesh as she settled into a comfortable position. It felt good.
"Ungh... Nellie quit it," Kate whined lightly. Normally, Katelyn would allow the cat to settle onto her boobs and pet her until she got bored, but today she didn't want anything touching her breasts. She gently tried to push the cat back down, but Nellie wouldn't budge, and was purring even louder. And in Kate's feeble attempts to push the kitty off without making her mad, she was touching her own breasts through the fabric. The sensation felt amazing. Katelyn gasped as her forearms brushed her nipples, and still, Nellie wouldn't be moved with the meager force Kate was mustering to push her. The cat interpreted her gentle nudges as affection. "Alright, come on Nellie," Kate said breathlessly as she kept pushing at the cat, getting more and more flustered and aroused. "Mommy's boobs are off-limits today," and she got ready to sit up. Just then, however, the tingling feeling in Kate's breasts increased in intensity, and she realized they were growing.
"Oh, fuck," she said, watching as they slowly filled up her shirt. The sensation of growth was incredible, and Kate gasped again as her heart raced. The white cotton of the shirt stretched to accommodate the increasing girth of her breasts, and Nellie purred away contentedly as she slowly rose further from Katelyn's face, pushed upwards by the rising masses of her mammaries. Her boobs continued to grow as Kate took short breaths, incredibly aroused but still wanting it to stop. The effect of her small gasps seemed to make them leap outwards jerkily, but their growth was continuous. They were getting huge, as big as cantaloupes on her chest. Her nipples tented the tightening fabric to either side of the cat, evidence of her body's excitement, and she could feel her groin getting moist with pleasure. Her breasts were filling up her shirt, stretching the v-neck upwards to display her cleavage prominently in front of Kate's face. Her hands were cupped mere inches away from her expanding breasts, and they trembled with the urge to caress her growing bosom. She forced them down to her sides, not wanting to give in to the desire. Finally, just as she was wondering how big they would grow, they stopped, and the magnitude of the tingling decreased. Now, only the memory remained; a faint tickle beneath her skin. They still ached to be touched more.
She let out a shuddering breath, her breasts jiggling beneath her now-tight shirt. Nellie still purred happily on top of the warm, fleshy bed of Kate's boobs, completely oblivious to what had just transpired. "Alright kitty, time to get off," said Kate, and she sat up on the couch. The cat uttered an annoyed mewl in protest of having to leave her comfy spot, but as she was moved vertically, Nellie had no choice but to leap off.
Kate stood up, looking down at her massive bust. She held her hands on her hips, careful to keep them from wandering up and inspecting her girth. It looked like she had a couple of volleyballs under her shirt, except they had a more natural sag to them. The amount of cleavage Katelyn could see down the v-neck of her t-shirt was astounding. She began to pace across her living room as she pondered the implications of her predicament. Nellie had curled up on the couch, and the Animal Planet channel continued to play on the TV as Katelyn walked back and forth.
Katelyn paced, trying to figure out what was causing this. Her breasts had grown in the shower, and then on the couch. Both times, the tingling had started right after her own hands had been in contact with them. It seemed that April was making Kate's boobs grow every time she touched them. Even the small amount of contact she had made as she tried pushing the cat off had been enough to make them grow a few cup sizes. She didn't want to think what would happen if she gave in to the urge she felt to just fondle them indiscriminately. That desire must have been something April had engineered, as well. Or at least, the aching feeling in her tits that demanded physical attention. What was she to do? She wished April would stop playing with her. Kate almost spoke out loud to address April right then and tell her to knock it off, but she felt like it would be silly, to address an invisible person who she had only met in dreams.
She continued to pace, sighing angrily as she glanced at the clock. Only a little past 6 AM. The day had barely begun, and her tits were already huge. Last time she had experienced a day of unnatural engorgement, it had all happened so fast. She'd gone from being affected by one utterance of the word to the next one, just trying to stay covered up. And when she had finally gotten inside her house, she hadn't even been able to get her jacket off before the damn radio had made her breasts grow big enough to fill her kitchen. She wondered if somehow April had made that happen, too. At least she had gone back down to normal afterward.
But the triggers for her growth had all been external, the first time. This was different. Now Kate was home alone, and her own hands were making her breasts grow. All she had was time, and she couldn't go anywhere. She just had to resist the urge to touch herself, for as long as possible. It was a strange predicament. She THOUGHT she had the self control to pull it off, as long as she was careful. Her horniness was a problem, though. Her tits ached to be touched. And there was another problem, as well, playing at the back of Kate's mind: part of her was enjoying this.
Deep down, beneath the horror at her situation and the anger at being some stranger's plaything, Katelyn felt genuinely aroused by her huge boobs. She had always enjoyed being busty, and while she's never really wanted to have larger breasts, there was something undeniably sexy about feeling them growing bigger and bigger, seeing them expand before her eyes. The only thing that she detested about the idea of having monster boobs was the thought of being out in public with them, of people thinking she was some huge-titted freak. It was hard enough to avoid being objectified for her breasts at their normal size, which was already much larger than average. There was no way she could face the world with boobs bigger than her head. But beyond that, in private... if she was going to go back to normal like last time, what was the harm in having a little fun?
Katelyn suddenly realized she had stopped pacing. Was she really holding her hands up mere inches away from her tingling breasts, pondering whether she should just get it over with and grope them? She shook her head and huffed, forcing her hands to her side. No, that would be giving in to April's twisted game. She wasn't some sort of blowup doll for a woman she'd never met. She marched into the kitchen. In order to keep herself from slipping up, she would just occupy her hands with something she enjoyed doing - baking.
Kate took her time getting set up to start baking, leaning against the counter idly flipping through the cookbook for good recipes for 15 minutes, before even deciding what to make. She decided to make some frosted cupcakes, something she enjoyed, and was also great at getting just right. With careful, deliberate movements to avoid brushing her breasts, Kate took out all the various baking supplies and containers, and lost herself for a few minutes in measuring, mixing and pouring the cake batter into cups. Her boobs continually got in the way, and often forcing her to twist her body sideways to grab utensils or materials. And the whole time they tingled slightly, crying out for her touch. But finally, she was placing two trays of cupcakes into the preheated oven. Setting the timer, Kate readied the mixer and began to make the frosting.
After placing softened butter in the mixing bowl, Katelyn opened the bag of powdered sugar and poured it in. As she went to start the mixer, however, her left breast blocked her arm slightly, and she accidentally turned the mixer on too high. A fountain of powdered sugar erupted out of the bowl, covering the counter, her arms, and her chest. Kate hurried to shut the mixer off. Then, without thinking, she reached up with both hands and went to brush the powdered sugar from her boobs. Her touch instantly sent waves of pleasure radiating through her breasts, and she gasped. Before she knew what she was doing, the brushing motion had turned into a caressing motion, repeatedly running her hands over the tight fabric. "Unnnngghhh..." she moaned sensually, as she grabbed double handfuls of tits, squeezing them together, closing her eyes and biting her lip at the intense sensation. Then suddenly, she realized what she was doing. Her eyes sprang open. "Wait... no!" she said as she felt the tingling in her breasts ramp up again. She quickly released her grip, but it was too late. The reaction had already started, and her breasts began to swell.
"Hhhhhhooooohhhhh god that feels so good," she gasped, stumbling backwards and leaning against the opposite counter, hardly able to contain herself from the feeling of pleasure that accompanied her growing boobs. They were filling her shirt up more, tightening the cotton further and lengthening the cleavage displaying from her v-neck. Her boobs were still dusted with powdered sugar, and some of it fell into the crevice as they grew. The hem of her shirt slowly crept upwards, exposing her trim belly. "I'm blowing up like a fucking balloon," Kate mumbled, hardly able to contain how horny this was making her. She trembled with the effort of preventing her hands from holding her breasts as they swelled, and placed them on the counter on either side of her to keep them away from her front. Creases were developing in the fabric near her armpits, as her shirt struggled to contain her burgeoning boobs. They were as big as basketballs, and still relentlessly getting fuller. Her eyes widened as she looked into her deepening canyon of cleavage. This might have happened to her before, both in dreams and reality, but she would never get used to the sight of her pale flesh gaining mass so rapidly. Like prize pumpkins reaching the height of their ripeness, her twin globes continued to expand, and her shirt stretched to contain the burden. The white fabric was so thin that it was becoming translucent, and Kate could hear creaking as the cotton stretched. Her nipples were perked up from arousal, and were easily visible through the shirt. They had grown slightly larger as well.
Kate's heart raced as she watched her boobs get bigger and bigger. Waves of powerful sensation were radiating from her her chest, and even the tightening fabric of her shirt felt amazing on her skin. Her pussy was moist, and it was all she could do to keep from snaking her hand down and pleasuring herself. She knew, however, that if she gave in to that temptation then she would be unable to control herself any longer. She would grope and squeeze her growing boobs until their weight dragged her to the floor. Her shirt was so tight. Flesh was starting to puff up through the v-neck and create a mushrooming effect of flesh. The cotton continued to emit creaking sounds - she could feel the creases along her ribcage as the shirt pulled on the fabric from her back. Kate leaned her head back and closed her eyes, trying to maintain her composure. Her long brown hair pooled on the counter behind her. Would they ever stop growing? She tried to take deep, controlled breaths, and will her boobs to stop getting bigger. Maybe she just needed to calm down, to counter the effect. It was hard when this whole process was so fucking sexy. Even with her eyes closed, she couldn't ignore the tingling feeling of the growth, or the tightening of her shirt, or the sound of the fabric creaking. Just then, she felt two small rips on either side of her breasts. Her shirt was losing the battle.
Even as she looked down again, Katelyn felt the tingling gradually subside, and the growth soon stopped. She was breathing heavily, she realized. Her wide eyes took in the sight of the behemoths jutting from her chest. "They're fucking huge," she whispered. Her expression was distraught, but a small part of her was marveling at her size. Her previous growth episode had occurred so fast, she'd hardly been able to process what was happening. Now she had time to observe what her breasts actually looked, and felt like. They were the size of pumpkins, and they were all her. Kate could feel their weight pulling her forward. There was no way she'd ever be able to walk around with these monsters on her chest, not without a huge sturdy bra. She could see that the creamy skin of her cleavage was still lightly coated with powdered sugar, though a lot of it had fallen into her shirt, and presumably onto the floor. Not that she could see the floor, beneath her boobs.
Slowly taking her hands off the counter behind her, Kate stood upright, and worked to gain her balance for a second. Carefully, she reached for some paper towels, and used the sink to get them wet, so she could dab at the powdered sugar on her chest. She had to awkwardly position her arm above her collar bone, so she didn't brush the sides of her boobs. They tingled still, but the dabbing motion wasn't enough to trigger any more growth.
Katelyn considered what to do about the ruined shirt. Should she take it off? Could she even get it off, without touching herself? She thought for a second, and realized there was no way the hem would ever fit over her massive bust. She'd have to cut the shirt off. But, what would she do then? After that, she wouldn't have any shirts that fit her, and would have to walk around topless for the rest of the day. Kate held her arms up and looked to either side to find the rips in the shirt. They had torn in almost the exact same position near each of her armpits, and even as she lifted up her arms to inspect them, further ripping sounds emitted, and the tears grew longer. Kate sighed and carefully lowered her arms down again. She decided she might as well leave the shirt on for now. It was uncomfortable, but not unbearable, and Kate didn't want to be topless.
Just then, she realized that she could smell the cupcakes, which meant they were almost done. Looking on the timer on the stove, she saw that there was only 5 minutes left for the recommended cooking time. Kate didn't feel much like baking anymore, but there was no sense in letting the cupcakes go to waste. With that in mind, she wondered whether she should bother frosting them. COULD she even make the frosting, and spread them on the cupcakes, with her huge tits getting in the way? Katelyn looked at the mixer. The whole counter was a mess of powdered sugar, and as she twisted to the side to get a better look, she saw that there was indeed a bunch of it on the floor. She was in the narrow part of her kitchen, where the two counters were only a few feet from each other, and felt like she could barely even fit in the small space. But as she smelled the almost-done cupcakes, culinary pride won out, and she decided to try finishing the frosting.
First she got out the broom, and brushed all the powdered sugar off the counter on the floor with her hands, before beginning to sweep it into a pile. It was difficult with her breasts getting in the way, and in order to even use the broom, she had to hold one arm awkwardly over her boobs, to stabilize the top of it as she leaned to the side and swept. Once she got the sugar into a pile, she realized that using the dustpan would present a logistical problem. She experimentally tried to bend down at the knees, but her breasts immediately settled onto her thighs, and she couldn't get her arms around them without touching the sides. She almost lost her balance standing up, and thought some more. Bending down at the waist instead didn't work either, as her boobs dangled down all the way to her knees, and once again, her arms couldn't reach the floor without touching them. She sighed, feeling the breath from her nostrils warm her boobs that were only inches from her face. She had to grip the counter in order to stand back up straight.
The kitchen timer suddenly began to beep. Leaving the issue of the sugar pile for the moment, she stepped over to the oven and opened it. The cupcakes looked perfectly done. Donning the oven mitts, she was able to bend to the side and retrieve the trays out of the oven without too much difficulty. It was awkward, but manageable. Leaving the cupcakes to cool, Kate then returned to the quandary of how to sweep up the pile of powdered sugar without falling over, or accidentally touching her tits. Leaving the pile wasn't an option - that was how you got ants. Her solution ended up being to forego the dustpan altogether. Instead she got out the vacuum cleaner, and attached the long pipe extension to the hose so she could reach the floor without bending. Finally, she had the kitchen floor clean, and was able to get back to making the frosting.
After putting the vacuum away, Kate stepped over to the mixer and considered how she would operate it. She decided to use only one hand, and do everything from the side. Pouring in a little more powdered sugar to replace what she'd lost, she switched it on, very carefully this time. The mixer did its job, and after the frosting got the right consistency, Kate shut it off. Then she went back to the stove and began taking the cupcakes out of the pans and lining them up on a cooling tray. All while bent over at the waist and craning her neck upward to see what she was doing, since she needed two hands to get the cupcakes out. She thought about how ridiculous she must look, bending and twisting her way around the kitchen like this. Once the dozen cupcakes were lined up in neat rows, she left them to cool down some more, so she could put frosting on.
Kate walked down the hallway to her bedroom, and it felt like the walls were too narrow for her. It was just an illusion - there was at least a foot on either side of her breasts. But still, their girth had made the relative space smaller. Entering her room, she groaned. Her bed sheets were still in the wash. Making her bed would be a nightmare, in this state. She prayed that she'd be back to normal before the end of the day. Katelyn then spied the mirror, and took the chance to look herself over. What she saw made her jaw drop. It was strange enough to be carrying them, but seeing her reflection allowed her to place the size of her breasts in better context. She looked ridiculous. Her boobs were as large as some of the medicine balls she'd seen at the gym - the bigger ones that came up to her shins. They were bigger than any boobs she had ever seen - except for her own last time this had happened, and she hadn't been near a mirror, then. She turned to the side and observed herself in profile, and was amazed how much they jutted out from her chest. She reached her arms out horizontally, and saw that her breasts reached halfway between her elbows and her wrists. Twisting back and forth with her face a mask of shock, she couldn't help but imagine how insane she'd look walking around like this in public.
Except, if she had breasts as big as these that were permanent, she wouldn't be wearing a too-tight t-shirt with rips in it. She'd be wearing a bra, but they didn't make bras this big, at least not it any stores she knew about. It would have to be a custom bra. And what would she wear over it? She'd definitely cover them up completely, with something baggy to hide herself as much as possible. But then she thought... what if she didn't? What if she just walked around with a lowcut shirt and a sexy bra, and flaunted the biggest boobs in the world? Kate thought about what she would look like, her strutting around like a porn star, and swallowed. Being a stripper or something had always been an option for her, but she had never wanted that kind of life. But with these... how could she be anything else? There was no way she'd be able to work as a waitress, with these monsters getting in the way. She wouldn't be taken seriously if she went back to school, or tried to get an office job. She'd never be known as anything but "that girl with the giant bazongas" for the rest of her life. Katelyn's expression became grim as she realized that she was even pondering the implications of such a life. That wasn't how she wanted to live at all, and she didn't want to even consider the possibility. She caught her eyes in the mirror. "These had BETTER not be permanent," she growled.
Sighing heavily, Kate turned from the mirror and sat at the edge of the bare bed. Her breasts came a few inches from resting on her thighs. She'd left her phone in the living room, but her alarm clock on the dresser showed that it was almost 8 AM. Still too much time to kill in the day, and her options were rapidly closing for potential activities, with her boobs getting so big. Cooking or baking would be a frustrating experience, so all she really could do was watch TV or read. Or sleep. But taking a nap was out of the question. The eager tingling was still pulsing in her breasts, and while it was getting easier to ignore it, she didn't trust what her hands would do if she were unconscious. She'd probably wake up to herself growing again. Katelyn laid down anyway, intending to just rest for a minute, but that turned out to be a mistake. As the weight of her breasts was redistributed, they flattened against her ribs and pushed out, putting pressure on the tears in her shirt. Ripping sounds emitted from both sides, and flesh spilled out from the holes, which were now getting quite large. Kate sighed again, but didn't get up. Instead she just laid with her arms prone, and wished for this day to just be over, already.
Laying on her back and staring at the ceiling for a few seconds, twin hills of boob rising up above her on the bare mattress, Kate wondered if she SHOULD call someone. Not the cops. Besides the idea of having to look ridiculous in front of strangers, what could they even do about her predicament? Not her mom. Maybe one of her friends? She didn't think any of them could help her. Maybe Courtney. Just to talk to about it. She could always talk things over with Courtney, as she'd been friends with her since high school, and stayed in touch. Courtney had a husband now, but didn't live too far away. But... Katelyn shook her head. What would Courtney say? She'd tell Kate to go to the hospital, and she had always been sort of driven. Kate found it hard to swim against her stream when she got going. Katelyn did NOT want to go to the hospital for this - they'd hardly be able to help her, and then her boob problems would be exposed to the world.
For some reason, Kate found herself thinking about how her ex, Brad, would react. He HAD left her for some other girl with even bigger tits, although she'd been a trashy bimbo. Kate had always known that Brad was shallow, and he wasn't exactly the brightest bulb in the bunch. But he had been sweet, and great in the sack. Imagining his reaction if he saw her now brought an unbidden smile to Katelyn's face. His jaw would drop to the floor, for sure. But then... he'd probably flip out. Maybe he liked big breasts, but hers were preposterous. Every man surely had a limit. Besides, she had been glad when he left. The longer they were together, the more it seemed that he just saw Kate as a walking pair of tits that he sometimes did favors for. How would he treat her she was 50% boobs? Katelyn's smile turned into a scowl. This was ridiculous. She wasn't going to tell anyone. The fewer people who knew about this craziness that was happening to her, the better.
Angry now, Katelyn decided to stop moping and finish the cupcakes. Getting up required a bit of work though, and she had to lean up on her elbows then push herself off the bed. As she stalked out of the room, she caught her outrageously busty reflection in the mirror again, and shook her head.
Kate was just putting the frosting on the last cupcake, when the doorbell rang. She paused, cupcake held above her breasts, elbows carefully held so they wouldn't touch, knife still half-covered in frosting. Her heart just about stopped when she heard the chime. Who could be at her door at 8 in the morning? She hardly ever got visitors, and she wasn't expecting any today. And she wasn't in any condition to be answering the door.
As quietly as possible, she placed the knife and cupcake on the counter, and padded softly to the door. Once there, however, she realized that she couldn't easily reach the eyehole in the door to look outward. Her boobs were too big. She didn't want to press them against the door, for fear of arousing them. A light series of knocks suddenly sounded on the door, in a friendly pattern. Twisting awkwardly, Kate thrust her boobs out to the side and tried to turn her head to see out the peephole. She was able to get a blurry view out of the corner of her right eye, and glimpsed a short figure standing on the doorstep. She leaned back, not able to keep the pose for long with her neck twisted like that. It was a woman. Probably trying to sell her something. Kate almost turned away, but suddenly she heard the woman's voice through the door. "Katelyn, it's me. Open the door." Kate hesitated. The voice sounded... familiar.
She opened the door a crack, and her heart froze. It was April.
To be continued...