Morine has gotten a taste for growth, and she is in luck when a young lady comes into her practice with a bit of a. . . well you will see.  (This story is only on my Patreon all-access tier.)

Morine’s eyes widened as the young lady walked in, with two massive bouncing breasts barely contained by her tank top. “Umm, I heard that this is the place to come if you are having. . .” She shut the door behind her. “Special. . . growing issues.”

             “Umm. . .” Morine pulled at the collar of her shirt. “Who told you that?”

             “Umm. . . it was on an online forum.” She sat down on the couch, her boobs bouncing against one another. “But please. I need to get this issue under control. As you can see, my breasts are already a bit. . . oversized.”

             Oversized was an understatement. The young lady’s breasts were well over a g cup, almost the size of fully filled water balloons. Morine gulped as she tried to think of what to say, sweat beating down the back of her neck. “So umm. . . what causes these. . . growth spells? I think if we figure that out, we could. . . work on. . .” Her eyes didn’t leave the young lady’s chest. “We could focus on limiting the growth. Also, I didn’t get your name. My assistant has been a bit scattered brained today after what happened yesterday.” She giggled.

             “Oh, me?” The young woman blushed. “My name is Laura. Also, I think it has something to do with my anxiety. I am not sure.” She moaned a little, her nipples pressing against her tank top. “It has been like this for years. And it isn’t just my boobs that swell.”

             “Oh?” Morine was even more intrigued now.