Chapter 6
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Disclaimer: This story contains fetish content. It has breast expansion, sex, and alludes to non-consensual situations.
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It had been a rainy Friday night, the day after Thanksgiving, and Adam was in his dorm room studying. Neither of his roommates were around; they'd gone home to visit their families. Adam's parents, who were quite wealthy, were travelling in Europe. He didn't mind the solitude, though. It helped him focus. He had a Finance exam coming up on Monday morning, and Adam wanted to make sure he'd be prepared. He had always been a good student who prioritized studying, but even still, he'd probably have been drinking and socializing with his roommates tonight, had they been here. But, in an empty town house with nothing else to do, he decided to get a head start on preparing for Monday's exam.
As he struggled on a particularly different equation, he reached to check his phone again. It was almost midnight, and Simone hadn't texted him, yet. She had stayed on campus during the holiday as well, since her family lived halfway across the country, and she hadn't felt like traveling, this year. Adam could have been hanging out with her, tonight. She, and two of her girlfriends who were also on campus, had gone to see a movie earlier in the evening. He'd expected it to be over quite a while ago, and usually Simone would text him when she was home safe.
Adam yawned as he looked down at his paper full of notes and equations. The word problems were not really making sense any more - he'd been stuck on the most recent one for 10 minutes, with little to show for it. He wanted to just give up and go to bed, but he was waiting to hear from his girlfriend.
Just then, he heard a sound below him. The sound of the front door being opened downstairs. That was odd. Adam didn't expect either of his roommates to return until Sunday. Curiosity piqued, he set his pencil down and stood, walking into the hallway. He heard the front door close, but nobody came upstairs to where the bedrooms were.
Frowning, he went downstairs to see who had come in. As he reached the landing, he heard a clink of glass against glass in his kitchen, and he saw that someone had turned the lights on in the shared living room. As he rounded the corner, he was stunned to see Simone look up from filling a second glass on the counter with white wine. Her copy of the house key sat on the counter beside her.
"Simone?" he asked as he stepped forward slowly. His expression was one of bewilderment, but inwardly he was concerned. "What are you doing?"
"Heyyyy, baby," she said as she finished pouring, then enthusiastically grabbed both wine glasses, and handed one to Adam on her way out of the kitchen. "Did you finish studying?" she asked, smiling up at him as she wiggled past him into the living room. Her green eyes were mirthful as they met his, but they were slightly glazed over, and she stumbled a little as she passed through the living room and sat down on the couch.
She was wearing makeup, and had high-heeled black boots on, which was weird. Weird that she was wearing them at all - Adam had forgotten she had them, even - and weird that she hadn't immediately taken them off, after coming in from outside. She crossed her legs as she sat down, and the jeans she was wearing were tighter than what she'd normally walk around in. They looked good on her. Her ensemble was completed with a white halter-top shirt and the green crop-top denim jacket that she wore over it. The jacket was unbuttoned, and the halter top had a low neckline, showing off cleavage that Simone usually kept hidden.
Adam's eyes widened as he took in the sight, trying not to stare. She was fully dressed up, tonight. Usually, even when going out with her friends, Simone tended to wear fairly understated clothing. She still looked good in anything she wore, but her tendency was to wear baggier pants and loose sweatshirts, and her shirts rarely showed any cleavage. It was something Adam found endearing about her, that she didn't want to flaunt her good looks. He preferred modesty in a partner, to be honest, which was why he and Simone had been such a good match. Adam was tall, with good hair, an athletic build, and naturally good looks, but he tended to dress down in his daily life, as well. He liked it that way, and Simone had said that she liked that about him.
That was why it was so surprising to see her dressed up like this. She looked... hot. Confident. She always looked confident, but tonight it seemed to radiate out from her as she leaned back on the couch, taking a sip of her wine and waiting for him to say something. Adam felt suddenly all too aware that he was in a t-shirt and flannel pajamas.
Earlier in the evening, she had invited him to come out to the movies with her and her friends, but he had declined, citing the need to study for the exam. He had had no idea she'd be going out like this, though. If he'd known, he would have gone with her, if only to keep her out of trouble. He never would have guessed she'd want to go out in such a getup, especially not to just go to a movie with two girlfriends. In the whole time he'd known Simone, she'd only worn the boots once, and he could count on one hand the number of times he'd seen her wear the jeans. The green jacket and white halter top looked completely new.
As Adam struggled to process what he was seeing, he suddenly realized that he'd lifted the wine glass Simone had handed him to his lips. His hand had moved without him even knowing, and he took a sip as he continued to take her in, trying to make sense of what was going on. This was so out of character for her. Not only the clothes, and the makeup. She never drank alcohol.
Adam had never seen Simone take even a sip of booze in the 18 months he'd known her, and it made complete sense when she'd explained why: alcohol messed with her concentration, making it difficult to keep her breasts small. She'd told him about the first time she got ever got truly drunk, how she'd been at a party during freshman year, and had almost blown her secret in front of everyone. She'd needed to hide in a bathroom until she got herself under control. Now here she was, luxuriating on the couch, clearly tipsy already, and casually having another glass of wine.
Simone smiled at him, as she flung her hand out wide, gesturing for him to respond. "Well? How was studying?" she asked with a small laugh.
Adam's brain was exploding, not just from the confusion of seeing this behavior from Simone, but also because of how attractive she looked, right now. He hadn't been prepared for this at all. As he brought the wine glass down from his lips, he realized he was smiling back at her like a fool.
He quickly wiped the grin from his face and spoke up. "Studying was, um... studying was studying," he said bluntly, as he slowly walked over to the couch. "Is there, um..." he said, not knowing where to even start. "How was the movie?" he asked, as he sat down on the other side of the couch from her, placing his wine glass on the coffee table.
She took another sip of wine, and then sighed, scooting a little closer to him as she said, "The movie was good. And then me and Ellie and Lindsey went out for a couple drinks, after." her tone was conspiratorial and her eyes twinkled. "You should have come out, babe. We had a really good time." Adam nodded. She seemed like she'd had fun. The movie had been a sequel to a musical that he had never heard of before, and he doubted he would have particularly enjoyed the film. Going out to a bar with her would have been interesting, though. Especially dressed like this.
"You didn't tell me you were going out for drinks after," he said with a smile as he leaned backward onto the armrest of the couch.
Simone rolled her eyes, and raised her glass again to take another sip. "The girls talked me into it. We went to Gino's, and played darts," she said. Gino's was a college bar a few blocks from the campus, and they gave half-price drink specials to girls on weekends. Naturally, that meant it was always packed. It wasn't the type of place Adam had ever particularly enjoyed, and he couldn't imagine Simone wanting to go there.
Mentally, he was reassessing his view of her, a bit. Was this something she wanted to do? Why hadn't she ever asked him to go out to a bar like that? More importantly, why would she take a risk like that? he wondered incredulously. Simone was always so careful about her secret, and had told Adam before that she never planned to drink again. She also had never seemed particularly susceptible to peer pressure. He'd have thought that she could easily go to a bar with her two friends, and just have non-alcoholic beverages while they drank for real. He'd been with her at college parties, and had seen her do just that. Adam hardly ever drank now, either, mostly out of solidarity with his girlfriend. Sometimes he'd have one drink at a party, and just hold it all night while he pretended to be more drunk than he was.
"It was a really good time," said Simone as scooted a bit closer to Adam on the couch, again. "You should have come, babe," she repeated, this time with gentle disappointment. Her texts earlier in the day had strongly pleaded the case for him to come out tonight, but he'd insisted that studying for this test was more important. It had taken multiple "no's" for her to drop the subject.
"Yeah... sorry, he replied, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. In truth, Adam had been playing up the importance of studying this evening. He could have waited for tomorrow, but he'd specifically hoped that Simone would go out with her friends and have a good time without him there, so she could get her share of socialization for the weekend, while keeping things casual with Adam. "But um," he hesitated, looking at the wine glass as she raised it to her lips again. "I'm kinda surprised, honey. I thought you didn't drink?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. Then he reached down to grab his own glass, again.
"Yeah, I guess I just felt like... having some drinks tonight," Simone said, shrugging her shoulders innocently, looking away as she took another sip of wine. Adam couldn't help but glance at her chest as she did so. She was showing cleavage in her white top, but it didn't look like she was having any trouble controlling her breast size.
"...Okay," said Adam slowly. "It seems like you're, um, handling it just fine. Did you have any... trouble, at the bar?" he asked.
"Haha!" Simone laughed as she looked at him. "No, um, I actually didn't have any issues, while I was there." She leaned back, glancing down at her chest. "I was worried, going out in... this," she said, gesturing at her top.
"-yeah, where DID you get that top, anyway?" Adam interjected, his eyebrow arched with curiosity. "I've never seen you wear that before. Or the jacket."
"Oh, these?" she asked nonchalantly. "I was got them on sale at the mall earlier today. Black Friday," she smiled with raised eyebrows. "I told you I was out shopping with the girls this afternoon."
"Oh, right," said Adam, as he recalled her text from earlier in the day. It was another reason he hadn't gone out with her and her friends - it really seemed like a "girls day" sort of day, and he hadn't wanted to get involved.
"Anyways," Simone continued after getting sidetracked, "You know, I don't usually like to go out in stuff like this, anyway. And then Ellie practically shoved a drink in my face, and I was worried it would cause issues. But... um, yeah. It didn't." She shrugged again, sounding surprised, herself. "I was taking it easy - you should have seen how drunk the girls got!" she laughed. "I was worried Lindsey would puke in the uber on the way back!" And she took another gulp of wine, emptying her glass. She held it up to Adam and wiggled it in front of him as she swallowed the mouthful. "See?" she said playfully. "I'm doing just fine." Then she got up from the couch and bounced over to the kitchen to get a refill, her high heels clacking as they hit the linoleum kitchen floor.
Adam was bewildered by the casual attitude she was suddenly taking towards her condition. Simone was always so careful, so calculated about where she went, and how she spent her free time. She rarely spent much time at loud parties, or watched fast-paced movies or shows. She always seemed very peaceful, very zen. It was only when they were having sex that her wild side came out, and she seemed to completely lose control, in those times. The fact that she'd gone out to the movies, and to the bar, dressed up as she was, all day... it was odd. And, frankly, suspicious. It seemed like she was getting ready to have sex, tonight. Shit, he thought to himself as soon as he considered it, and his stomach sank as he realized that was exactly what she was gearing up towards. At the very same moment his stomach dropped, his dick pulsed in anticipation.
She had definitely come over to have sex tonight. It was obvious. Adam felt a small shiver pass through his body as he straightened his posture on the couch, automatically. Shit, he thought again. There was no way he was going to be able to deflect this one. The last time they'd had sex was over a month ago, and they'd agreed to wait until Christmas before trying again.
That time, she'd gotten so big that her boobs had finally touched both walls of his dorm room at the same time. Adam had stacked everything in the corners and in the closet, and had disassembled his bed frame so they could just have the mattress on the floor. Her final swell during orgasm that time had been her biggest yet, and when Adam saw her tits hit both walls, he'd busted instantly.
Suddenly he was glad to be sitting, as he immediately felt a small erection forming in his pajama pants. This is bad news, he thought as he looked up at Simone strutting back out of the kitchen, her wine glass almost completely full. Her gaze was locked upon him, and her green eyes shone with hunger.
Adam's heart began to race as she got closer, scooting deftly around the coffee table, then plopping herself delicately down in his lap. His dick, already half hard, was now compressed under her taut ass, and he dared not move a muscle, trying to prevent any pulse of blood from getting down there, and giving him away. "Simone," he said hoarsely as she playfully wrapped her arm behind his head and leaned on him while she took another big sip of wine. "Honey, what are you doing?" He leaned back, with his hands out wide, cradling his own glass so it didn't spill. He could smell her hair, this close to him. And her perfume. It was intoxicating. The rational part of his brain screamed at him to stop the train, now, before it was too late. Deep down, he knew there was no way he could resist what was coming. Still, he tried anyway.
"Babe, come on," he said in a tight voice. "We can't... we said we would wait, until Christmas." Adam put on an ingratiating grin. He managed to hold his cock in check, somehow, keeping his abdomen completely tight to restrict the blood flow. He didn't think his half-chub would be enough for her to notice, yet. If he could just keep from getting fully hard, maybe he could bluff his way out.
Simone finished her sip and smiled at him again, knowingly. "Ben and Andrew are away this weekend. I texted them," she said casually. Adam immediately felt a pulse of blood flow into his dick.
Fuck, he thought, as Simone's smile deepened. Busted. He had tried to hide from her the fact that he'd have an empty townhouse this weekend. He'd figured it would be best if she didn't know, so as to avoid her getting any ideas. It was also another reason he hadn't gone out with her earlier. He figured if he played up how busy he was with his studies, he could avoid her, and any possibility of temptation for either of them.
Suddenly Simone's expression changed. Her eyes rolled backwards briefly, and her smile deepened, the corners of her mouth rising up in a crooked grin. Below him, her chest, always something that part of his vision was keeping tabs on, suddenly moved. His eyes were drawn to them immediately, as all of a sudden, her breasts ballooned outwards into Simone's white halter top, pushing aside her green jacket as they started swelling. Like water balloons attached to taps, they grew steadily, her top filling up quickly, already getting tight. Flesh bulged out of the low-cut neckline, her cleavage becoming more prominent as her boobs grew upwards and outwards, spilling out of her bra and causing a muffin-top of flesh to appear around the edges, underneath the white fabric.
Simone suddenly tightened her grip around the back of Adam's neck as she leaned back and began to gulp down the rest of her glass of wine. Adam watched in horror as she slowly chugged the entire glass down right in front of him. Well, out of the upper corner of his vision, he watched. Simone's motion had shoved her chest closer to Adam's face, and he was helpless except to watch as they grew bigger right before his eyes. Within her top, the flesh bulged further and further over the bra cups, the full extent of it somewhat hidden by her green denim crop-top jacket. The jacket was slowly being pushed to either side, though, as her bust dominated more and more of her chest.
Adam watched with wide eyes as her boobs puffed up towards him, stretching out the cotton fabric of the white top that she'd only bought today. His concentration broke though, as his brain managed to send him a signal that all was not right in the world, a little further up in his vision. His eyes flicked upwards and saw that he was too late, though - Simone was polishing off the rest of her glass of wine, holding on to Adam for balance while she tilted back to get the final drops. Still her boobs grew, now big as melons on her chest, bulging out of the window in her halter top.
He wanted to say something. This had to stop, or there would be consequences. But as his dick grew rock hard in his pants, grinding against his girlfriend's ass in his lap, he couldn't summon the will to consider those consequences. He was mesmerized.
Simone leaned away from him to place her empty glass on the coffee table, then she knelt up onto the couch to lean over the arm rest, her growing boobs mashing into his face as she reached out and took Adam's wine glass away from him. She placed it on the table next to hers, then spun around and gently plopped herself on Adam's lap again, this time her back to him. "Help me take off my bra," she said softly, shrugging her arms out of her denim jacket and tossing it on the couch beside her.
The halter top she wore was designed to fit loosely, and it was secured by a knot on the back of her neck. She reached behind and undid the knot, allowing the front to fall forward. Even from behind, Adam could view her boobs bulged out of her bra, now, and the flesh was puffing up to the sides as well. He could see it rising up into her armpits. He watched as Simone reached her arms behind her neck and worked the clasp of the light blue bra. Her delicate fingers fumbled and strained to unhook it, but the clasp had become so tight that she was having difficulty. She scoffed as she glanced back towards him "Adam? A little help?" she asked. "This is getting too tight."
Adam finally stirred to action. He knew he'd lost this round, already. But since it was going to happen, he might as well have a little fun, himself. Instead of helping her undo her bra, he reached his hands underneath her arms and grabbed her boobs, pulling her against him. Simone gasped as she touched him, and he felt her growth accelerate against the tight bra cups. "Ungh! Babe - don't!" she grunted, but she didn't push his hands away. Adam was kissing her cheek and the back of her neck as he looked down into her cavernous cleavage, feeling the bra get tighter and tighter. Simone grunted again in pain. "HNNGHH Babe, it's gonna break!" she said as she closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth.
"I know," Adam said, as he rubbed her breasts slowly. A surge of growth passed through them then, and he heard some creaking, followed by a pop against his chest, and then a sigh of relief from Simone. The clasp had broken. Simone reached back to remove the garment and discard it, while Adam grabbed armfuls of her newly-liberated breasts that had just plopped down into his hands. Simone's sigh of relief turned into heavy breathing as she leaned back into him, her eyes still closed and mouth slightly open. "Does that feel better?" he asked, as he found her nipples and began playing with them from behind.
"Mmmmmm, yes," she breathed. "Keep going."
Her breasts continued to accelerate their growth, and in a few seconds, Adam found Simone's nipples growing out of his reach. They were close to filling her lap, and he felt her getting heavier sitting on his own lap. He kept holding onto her nipples though, cupping them in his palms tightly as he held his arms underneath her armpits, feeling his muscles flex as his forearms took on more and more weight, and her boobs squished out above and below his embrace.
She laughed softly as she placed her own hands over his, and both of them hugged her huge boobs for a while as they grew bigger and bigger, until Adam couldn't hold anymore. He released her nipples, feeling the bottoms of Simone's boobs bounce into her lap as he relaxed his arms. She laughed again, wiggling her ass in her tight jeans on top of his crotch.
At that moment, the gravity of the developing situation hit Adam, at the same time his cock was throbbing with desire. She was going to keep growing until she reached her full size. There was no way they could make it up the stairs anymore, and his room wasn't ready, anyway. He glanced around the living room. There was enough space, but stuff would get broken if he didn't move fast. Pleasuring Simone was still the first thing on his mind, though.
I can do both, he thought greedily, as he snaked his arms around Simone's waist and began to unbuckle her belt. She immediately responded, leaning back and wrapping her hands around the back of his head, bringing his head forward so he could kiss her from behind. He kissed her neck and the side of her mouth passionately as he leaned her forward, so he could unbutton her jeans. She used his momentum to start standing up, and Adam had to quickly shift one of his arms back so he could prop himself against the couch, to help heave them both off the couch. Simone's right tit mashed into the coffee table, and is was clearly an effort for her to stand, now. The wine glasses clattered to the ground, luckily landing on the carpet without shattering.
"Oh shit," Adam said, as he tried to do two things at once. First, he helped Simone rotate around so her chest was towards the couch, moving to her side and helping her lift up both of her boobs onto the cushions. While she leaned forward onto their slowly swelling forms, Simone lifted one foot up behind her and started taking off her black leather high-heeled boots. Meanwhile, Adam lunged over to where the wine glasses were on the ground, and without even standing up, he slid them along the floor onto the kitchen linoleum, not even caring about the spilled wine. At least it was white wine.
I'll clean it up later, he thought, while he seized the low wooden coffee table and carefully pulled it back from the couch. He glanced upwards as he pulled it back, and his eyes widened as he realized how big Simone was getting. Adam's ass bumped against the wall, and he realized there wasn't going to be enough room for the table. In a fit of adrenaline-fueled strength, he wrenched the whole thing on its side, careful not to bump Simone with it, while he angled it so he could drag it out into the hallway. A few coasters scattered on the carpet in his wake, but as he glanced around the rest of the room, he was satisfied. It was a bigger room than his dorm room, and the coffee table was the only major obstruction.
Now, he could turn his attention to more urgent matters. Simone had managed to get one boot off, but she was struggling to take off the other one. She had no leverage, as her boobs had enveloped the back of the couch and hit the wall, and were now slowly pushing her backwards, causing her bare foot to slide across the carpet while she tried to grip the zipper on her boot from behind her back. Adam dashed up to help her, unzipping the boot and sliding it off her foot. He looked around for the other one, and leaned down to yank it out from under her before it got covered, throwing them both into the corner. Simone was already working on her jeans, which he helped her take off, and her panties, with them. Next, it was his turn.
His loose pajamas and t-shirt allowed him to strip in moments, and he quickly wadded his clothes up into a ball and threw it in the corner as well. Stepping up to Simone with his rod hard as iron, he steeled himself for entering her. This was the hardest part - trying not to bust instantly. Simone leaned onto her growing breasts, arching her ass upward to accept him. Adam took a deep breath, and inserted himself.
Simone immediately gasped, and her boobs grew faster. They had almost completely filled the couch by now, and Adam took a small step back before going for his second thrust. "HUNNNH!" she groaned with each consecutive thrust, getting louder with each one, as she let more and more of herself out.
Adam was glad his roommates weren't home. She really seemed to get louder and more desperate every time they fucked, but he was incapable of caring about it in the moment. He was just riding the wave, trying not to cum too quick. He continued to thrust, and Simone swelled bigger every time. He couldn't even see the couch anymore, behind the growing wall of boobs. Adam was forced to take another step back, and he glanced back at the wall behind him. There was still plenty of room, there. If anything, he was worried about her hitting the ceiling, first. With her breasts laying on the couch, they sat higher off the ground. The crest of her boobs was already taller than Simone herself, approaching Adam's height.
He continued to thrust in rhythm, and both of them were breathing heavy. She was getting to be around the size she'd been last time they'd done this. It had been a month since then, though, so she still grew, forcing the couple to scoot backwards inch by inch, until Adam felt her rhythm starting to slow down. She was reaching her limit again, readying herself for one last push of growth. He looked up at the mountainous wall of breasts before him, and his eyes widened as he thrust hard, watching hungrily for what was about to happen.
"HAAAHHHH!!" Simone yelled as her boobs swelled outward rapidly, forcing them both to take a full step backward. And then another. Adam blew his load as he watched her whole chest shudder and expand for several seconds. He continued to pump rapidly with his own aftershocks, and Simone's whole spine twitched several times while she threw her arms wide and embraced her growing boobs. Eventually, her surge of growth slowed down, and Simone's exclamation reduced in volume gradually, until she let out a long sigh. Leaning against her breasts, the couple embraced while they caught their breath.
They cuddled for a time, both of them uttering their nonsensical pillow talk and professions of love, basking in Simone's new size. Her breasts dominated the whole living room, although fortunately, they'd come short of filling it completely. Adam thought they'd been able to avoid anything being damaged with his quick actions with the coffee table. He looked behind him, seeing there was only a few feet to spare between him and the wall, and above her, the ceiling was getting quite close as well.
"You're so big, babe," he said as he turned back to her.
"Yeah, she said as she leaned her head into her cleavage. Her eyes were closed, and she wore a blissful smile. "Yyeahh," she said again. Her words were slurring, now. She'd already been buzzed when she came in, and then she'd downed two full glasses of wine. "Next time, I'll fill the wholllle room, babe."
"Wow," Adam said as he rubbed her, feeling shock as he realized she was right. "Next time we'll need to find a bigger room."
She giggled and threw her arms out wide, embracing the fullness of her breasts. "Yeah, so I can get biiggeerrrrrrr," she moaned, as her boobs swelled some more, forcing them another half-step backwards. She exhaled loudly as they finished growing. Adam, feeling the post-nut clarity starting to kick in, was no longer so exuberant as her. Where are we even going to fit? He wondered as he snuggled her quietly for some time longer.
Eventually, he felt tiredness creeping in, and realized he was exhausted. It had already been late when she'd come in, and although things had happened fast, it had taken a lot of energy out of both of them. Getting Simone to reduce her size so they could go to bed turned out to be more difficult than normal, since apparently she was even more stubborn when she was drunk.
Finally, after another 20 minutes of snuggling, he managed to get her to agree, and it took another 10 minutes for her to deflate herself. As she slowly shrank her breasts, Adam put his underwear on and cleaned up the wine glasses, then brought out a roll of paper towels to dab up the wine, as well as the sexual fluids they'd dripped onto the carpet. When there was space, he moved the coffee table back to its normal spot, although he found it considerably more difficult to do it by himself this time, tired as he was.