Hope should really pay more attention to the birthday gifts she receives.  I mean when her husband sends her a cake from Fredrick's Fancy, and she starts growing what did she expect?  (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on Oct 1st.)

“Ok, sis. I am finally on my way.” She shivered. “Ughh, that cake is still fucking with my senses.” She moaned as she pulled out of the driveway. “Keep calm, Hope. Keep. . . ohhhh!” She cried out as she pulled out onto the street, her breasts suddenly tensing up. “Fuck!” Sweat dripped down the back of her neck as she slowly drove forward. “That was oddly intense.” She scratched at the side of her right breast. “It felt as if my breasts were on fire for a moment.” She moaned. “Ugh, my bra feels a bit tight now. This is going to bug me the entire trip.” She scratched at her boob. “Oh god, that just makes it worse.” Hope panted.

“Fuck.”

             As she turned the corner, she felt intense pressure welling up within her once again. “Oh god! Ahhh.” After a few seconds, the intense feeling died down, and she opened her eyes. “This is a bit insane.” She scratched at her forehead as she came to a stop sign. “Ughh, it is the cake, right? It has to be. I mean, what else could be giving me such intense pleasure spikes. They promote Fredricks Fancy products as giving you sensations you have never felt in your life.” Hope rolled her shoulders. “Ugh, everything is so fucking tight all of a sudden.” She flexed her right foot about. “I swear I just got new shoes, and now they feel too tight. Not to mention my jeans.”