You want to try a new dress but your little curse is going to test more than the dress.  (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on April 26th.  Also check out wheel of change returns p2 only on my Patreon.)

Thankfully, you find a vacant room, and as you slip inside, you remove your T-shirt and pants. You even remove your bra as you want to see how this cute little outfit will show off your boobs. As you slip it on, you smile with the results. It comes up to your shoulders, the flower patterns showing off your babies. You bounce about as your dress flows about. It only comes down to about your knees, allowing you to show a little leg as well.

             “Well, I think I am going to. . .” You feel a familiar warmth spread through your chest. “Oh no.” As your nipples harden, you blush, knowing what is about to happen. A few weeks ago, you had been cursed with a. . . unique issue. When overcome with feelings of intense happiness or pleasure, your breasts and ass can grow. “I. . . I know I love this dress, but. . . I don’t want this to happen here.” You gulp as the warmth intensifies. “I don’t want to test how this dress will hold up with my body. . .” You let out a moan. “My body is swelling.”

             You make a move for the door, but it’s already too late. Your breasts slowly swell, inching outward. “Maybe. . . maybe I can make it to my car before I get too big.” You take a deep breath, knowing that it will be hard to stop the transformation. The bigger you get, the more it will only turn you on, and the more it will fuel your growth. “I have to get out of the store before it’s too late.” You feel a tingle in your ass, the sensations spreading.