“Hold still, dear,” Judy told her daughter, “It’ll be easier to take your measurements for this dress if you don’t move so much.” And easier to steal your tits, your big beautiful boobs that you love so much. It’s not fair that you’re bigger than me. But thanks to this enchanted measuring tape that will all change very soon.

“I’m not moving at all, ma,” Lilith replied, holding her arms up so her mother could move the tape up to take her bust measurements. She had to have her mom make her clothes because of how busty she was- at 19, Lilith’s chest supported breasts nearly the size of basketballs. She learned to accept them in time, despite the teasing from girls and the stares from the boys, but sometimes she wished they were smaller. If only these were, I don’t know, SOMEWHERE close to normal-sized, maybe I’d actually believe boys wanted to take me on dates for more than just copping a feel of these boobs.

“Last one here, just have to take your bust,” Judith said, smiling at the double meaning of that statement. She moved the tape up to circle her daughter’s huge breasts and slowly pulling the tape tighter, transferring her daughter’s massive mammaries to her. Judith’s breasts started to tingle as she stole her daughter’s breast size. She looked down and grinned as she could see her own breasts, previously D-cups, growing larger in her snap-buttoned top.

Lilith didn’t notice anything unusual as her boobs dwindled slowly in her men’s double-XL t-shirt.

Don’t worry, hun, I don’t want to leave you completely flat. But it’s rude to be bustier than your mother. Judith basked in the feelings of her breasts swelling. She had been a young mother, bringing Lilith into the world when she was only 18, and her own breasts still had their own perkiness about them.

The buttons on Judith’s shirt began to strain as her bust approached cantaloupe sized. Her nipples grew with her tits, and the fingertip-sized nubs began to noticeably push into the fabric of her shirt.

*Snap!* The first button came undone, a gasp escaping Judith that she tried her best to suppress so Lilith wouldn’t think anything was going on.

“Mom? What’s taking so long?” Her mom taking her measurements never took this long.

“Sorry, dear, just can’t seem to get this one right. I’ll get it soon, don’t worry,” Judith responded, slowly pulling the tape tighter and tighter. I’m gonna leave you a G cup, Lilith, so don’t worry, you’ll still be plenty busty, but I’ll be so huge…

Her breasts were already getting huge, her nearly volleyball-sized boobs straining the next button of her top.

*Snap!* The surprise made Judith jump, her arms pulling the measuring tape much tighter more quickly than she wanted to. The nest two buttons snapped open as well, displaying nearly a foot of Judith’s cleavage. Her wine cork nipples were nearly out of her shirt as they pushed into the tight material.

I need to be more careful… How is Lilith not noticing her tits shrinking so much?

Lilith still hadn’t noticed that her previously basketball breasts were now J cups.

Well she didn’t notice that huge jump before, Judith thought, the hell with it, I’ll just take the rest now.

She pulled the tape to read that Lilith was a G cup.

*Snap!* Judith’s shirt popped all the way open, her huge, torso-covering tits bounding out into the space made available to them. The sensitivity of her breasts had grown with them, so much so she nearly climaxed as she burst out of her shirt. They weren’t as large as her daughter’s had been, but Judith now definitely exceeded her daughter in the bust department. Her tits now reached below her navel, the outermost edges of them surpassing her hips. Judith’s nipples, now nearly a foot away from her chest, resembled shot glasses, the hard nubs standing straight in Judith’s excitement of busting out of her shirt. The intense pleasure she got from popping out of her clothes made Judith shiver, her arms tensing and pulling the tape farther in, which caused her more pleasure, making her shudder again, her arms pulling the tape tighter and tighter. Judith felt powerless to stop herself even as she shrank her daughter’s bust more than she intended, too wrapped up in the feeling from her tits to care right now.

“I… oh no… My boobs…” Judith whispered, gazing down at her massive chest, still panting from the energy running through her from her excessive growth. Judith’s greatly enlarged breasts exceeded what her daughter’s size had been, the lower lobes of her tits hanging below her waist. Her baseball-sized nipples, over a foot and a half away from her chest, stood stiff in the cool air.

What have I done? She thought. “I’m, uh, all done, sweetheart. You’re, uh, smaller than last time.”

Smaller? Lilith thought. She brought her hands to her chest and felt nothing. No boobs at all.

“Where the hell did my tits go?” she shouted, turning around to face her mother. “What? Mom? Did you steal my boobs or something?”

“I wasn’t planning on taking everything, but it just felt so good and I couldn’t control my arms as they pulled the tape tighter and tighter around you,” Judith replied, still trying to regain her breath.

“Mom, that’s bullshit, give me my boobs back.”

Judith contemplated for a moment. Maybe… no. I deserve these boobs more than she does. Even if now she has nothing at all… I’m not giving any back. “No, Lil, I won’t give any of yours back,” she said, grinning. “They’re my boobs now.”