Mona is lost in the desert but comes across her salvation, an oasis. Too bad it is labeled as do not drink. But when you are desperate you will do anything to survive, even if that means growing to insane proportions. (This story is in early access on my subscriptions and will come to DA on Feb 5th.)

As Mona sat up, she reached for her bag.  “Okay, now to call for help.  I am sure there are not that many oases out here.”  She waited for the phone to ring.  “Umm, hello.  My name is Mona, and I am lost in the Lovanda Desert.  I am by some kind of oasis, so I have enough food and water for the next few days.  The plants around here seem pretty edible.”  She paused.  “What do you mean I shouldn’t drink water from the random pools out here.  Hey, mister, if you want to come and save my ass already, I wouldn’t be doing this.  I am in real danger here.  Well good.  Get your ass out here.”

              She hung up on him.  “Imagine that, trying to tell me that there is something wrong with the oasis pools and I shouldn’t drink from them.” She laughed.  “The water was perfectly fine when I had some a minute ago.”  She licked her lips.  “In fact, getting that taste out of my mind is. . .”  She looked at the pool of water.  “Mhmmm.”

              Mona dipped her head back in for another sip.  “I am sure no one will complain.  I mean, I need to keep my strength up.”  But she found she couldn’t take her mouth away this time.  “Okay.  I can stop drinking now.  Mhmmm but. . . soo good.”

              She began to rub her breasts, feeling her nipples harden.  “What is happening?  I feel. . . weird.”  Mona gasped as her sweat-soaked tunic suddenly tightened.  “Fuck.  What the hell was that?”

              She sat up, her right hand caressing her tender boob.  “Why my chest.  My boobs.  They. . . they went up a fucking cup size.”  She grabbed her breasts with both her hands and shook them, her erect nipples rubbing against her outfit, threatening to pop off her buttons.  “Oh god.  The water.  It. . . went to my boobs.  I can feel it.  No, I can hear it.”  Mona blushed.  “Okay, that is enough for me tonight.  I don’t care how good it tastes.  It is clear if I keep drinking, I could. . .”  She moaned.  “But it’s so. . .”  She grabbed her thigh, trying to keep herself in check.  “Come on, Mona, you have to be better than this.  You can’t even see how deep that pool goes.  Do you have any idea how big you could get?”  She took a deep breath.  “But it does taste sooo good.”  She turned to look at the shimming water.  “Ugh, one more sip.”