The pair of brunette starlets gasped and moaned after the light from the photobooth flashed, the effect of the device apparent on them immediately. Both Daisy’s and Emma’s eyes were drawn to their chests and the busts stretching out their clothes. Both women were basically flat chested to begin with, but now handful-sized boobs stretched out either of their shirts.

“Oh my god!” Daisy exclaimed. “What happened?”

“I don’t kn- ooooohhhhhhhh,” Emma tried to respond as the light flashed again, and the celebrities were affected by it again. In a couple of seconds, their busts burst their bras by more than doubling in size, adorned with fat nipples poking tents into their shirts.

Incredulous, Daisy brought her hands to her chest and fondled herself, almost not believing that her tits were now the same size as her head. “E-Emma?”

“We should get ouuuuuu-hhhhhhh…” Again, she was cut off by the flash of light. This one hit even stronger, and the growth thrilled through them for the third time. This time, both women were moaning openly from the sensation, either of them snaking their hands up their shirts to play with their boobs. The returning growth pushed their hands and arms away from their torsos as more of the photobooth was taken up by tit.

Emma inhaled quickly, trying to get her phrase out before the next flash. “We should get out of this thing!”

Daisy tried, pushing her way into the opening in the side of the booth. “I can’t!” she exclaimed, trying to stifle moans from her breasts pushing into her surroundings. “I’m too big!’

“Come on, just- ooooooohhhh!” Emma moaned again as the light flashed. “Ooohh, god, we’re getting so big…” The starlets began to grow again, their torso-obscuring tits swelling even larger. With a shove from her companion, Daisy finally tumbled out of the booth as she continued to grow bustier, falling onto the concrete paving outside.

On her back, Daisy couldn’t do anything but grope her growing breasts, not even thinking about how big they were getting. Emma forced her way out shortly after her, just barely avoiding falling on top of her tits. Both women laid on the ground, waiting for the growth to finish. Beyond basketballs, they kept going, slowly being buried underneath their busts.

As her growth ebbed, Daisy crawled over to Emma, playfully jiggling one of the slightly older woman’s breasts. “I think I’m a bit bigger than you.”

“Yeah?” Emma replied, pulling herself up to a sitting position. “I’d say more than a bit, Daisy.”

Daisy joined her, leaning against the photo booth. “Oh… yeah, I’d say you’re right.” Emma’s basketball tits--as gigantic as they were--couldn’t compare to Daisy’s beach balls.

“Next time, we’re listening to my directions,” Emma teased, trying to make light of their situation.

“How are we gonna get home? We can’t walk around like this…”

“Pull my phone out of my purse,” Emma replied, still trying to catch her breath. “I know a gal…”