How have Rachel’s tits gotten so big? Melanie thought, looking through their shared bathroom. We were about the same size last semester, and now after the summer she’s got boobs bigger than her head! Melanie had seen enough of her roommate’s breasts to know they were real and not implants. That raised the question of how her breasts grew so large in such a short period of time, however.

Sifting through their trash, Melanie discovered an empty tube of lotion. “Sexy Bitch,” she read. “Body lotion infused with powerful dark magic… Magic spells that increase your bust size… Vanilla scent.”

That was a few weeks ago. Melanie now stood in the bathroom, topless, with her own bottle of lotion and a new bra, one cup size larger than her current size.

This lotion is supposed to make you grow one cup size every time you use it, so I’ll be able to grow to just the right size… a nice, hefty E cup. Should only take a few applications.

Melanie picked up the bottle of lotion, eager to get the breasts she always wanted. She had chosen the watermelon scent; Melanie liked the smell of watermelons and other fruit over vanilla. She spread the pleasant-smelling lotion over her hands before massaging it into her small breasts.

Waiting excitedly for her breasts to grow, Melanie stood with her hands on the sink supporting her weight. Within a few minutes, her perky tits began to slowly swell. Melanie let out an excited noise as her breasts grew and grew.

Melanie’s excitement turned into confusion and worry as her boobs kept growing past a C cup and into larger and larger sizes. What is going on here? Why are my boobs growing so much? She hurriedly grabbed the box the lotion came in and found a small slip of paper. Reading it, she frowned.

“Special edition… watermelon sized boobs… irreversible?!” She dropped the paper and looked in the mirror in horror as her already large breasts continued growing, swelling past grapefruit size, her previously small nipples keeping pace.

Oh god, I’m gonna become known for my boobs and nothing else now… please stop growing… She covered her eyes with her hands as her boobs kept getting bigger.

Ignoring her wishes, Melanie’s growing breasts hung heavily on her chest, approaching the size of her head. They pushed against her arms as they plumped up further, surpassing sizes that most people considered normal.

A pang of fear shot through Melanie when her huge tits made contact with the sink, the sudden cold making her nipples harden into thick bottle cap sized nubs. She felt the bottoms of her breasts spread out along the counter until they finally came to a stop and Melanie opened her eyes again, walking a step back to get her tits off the sink.

What she saw in the mirror stunned her. Her breasts now reached down to her hips, her extraordinarily large nipples projecting a foot in front of her. Melanie couldn’t see any of her torso as it was now obscured by the huge breasts the lotion had made her grow. As promised, her boobs were the size of watermelons. State fair winning watermelons at that, Melanie thought. Despite having grown absurdly large in only a few minutes, her creamy skin was devoid of stretch marks.

What am I going to do? It’s obvious my tits have gotten WAY bigger than they were! Everyone’s going to think I have implants or something. And I don’t have any clothes to fit over these behemoths!

Melanie supported her melons with her hands and walked slowly out of the bathroom and towards her bed. She curled up under the sheets, cradling her huge breasts, wondering what she was going to do about this.