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New BE-ginnings
Contains Breast Expansion. Beware! - Once upon a t- That's how it starts, right? Just jumps into the story and hey, there it is. The reason we're here. There's a girl, again, she's... what is she? Is she flat with potential for more? Already busty, but with some kind of inferiority complex? Shy, and therefore holding back? Confident and thus holding herself proudly, accentuating her prominent protrustions? One of these, one of those. Mix it all together and... how does it happen? Because this is what I do, right? I write and develop her developing, right? Of course I do, but is it always the same? It often feels the same. So we need a catalyst, we need to say something like... she pulled on her swimsuit, a one-piece affair that confined her modest breasts and compacted them down, streamlined her body. She knew this was what needed to happen, she'd seen it done, but she'd never been swimming before. Why? Discouraged, probably. Something hidden, some ridiculous reason that doesn't hold up but of course it turns out that she absorbs water and outgrows every inch of her new swimsuit. And why shouldn't it stop there? The bubbling flesh of her expanding breasts pushing out through the seams of her suit as it stretches to opacity, pulled to excess and so destroyed by a final new inch of relentlessly swelling boob. Now what? We fill the pool? Maybe it's just the chlorine, that would explain why the rain never got her before. Poison gas filling her, with a fluidity and softness that makes gas improbable. So it's water? Is it? We should bring someone in to caress her breast, to comment on the undulation and impact tremors that a firm slap presents. We should disturb her masturbatory growth with a newscast of exposition, perhaps. And so she fills up the building, which creaks and groans as it encases her burgeoning bust, her torso and limbs in a safe spot, through a door or a closet or just suspended from her breasts in the drained pool beneath. Why is it drained? Absorbed, maybe. It had water and chlorine within it before. Who else is in this room and what obstacles are around the area? Did we do any of that, or is it all too focused on the girl and her bosom? And so she grows and she gropes herself, and she fills up the suit, then the pool, then the building, and it all gets a little out of hand. Her nipples are throbbing, her crotch is flooded, her breasts are immense and ready to continue their ascent into impossible girth. Or maybe they're ready to be fondled and squeezed into a climax of volcanic proportion? Which one is the way to do it? I want to continue, to push her to extremes. To have her writhing in pleasurable torment until the end of time, outgrowing buildings and hills and mountains and moons. Planets and stars collapse under her immeasurable mounds. The fabric of time is pulled taut and then broken through. Her orgasms are countless, but may as well be one for all the downtime she gets between them. And then it ends abruptly, with no space to grow. Not that she stops, not at all, she's beyond it. But there's nothing to grow into, no measurable equivalent to even one of her breasts, then even one of her areolas, then even one of her teats, then even one cell of her being. The all is insignificant and she is the singularity. The reaction of Earth is obsolete, destroyed, gone. She exists in her own self, safe in an atmosphere created by a plot device, and presumably is still in the pool nonetheless. And we end it as we end all things. With an absurd and abrupt little note that leaves you wanting more. More of this girl who has more than enough, not enough, but still more than there ever has been. When her peaks become pressured and let out a sigh as a new universe flows forth. A universe tainted by the ability to grow at the same rate, the same lifeforms becoming as she is, together, and exponentially creating anew. And the girl's name is Eden. Because why wouldn't it be?
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mina's boob adventure
Mina Mongoose woke up one morning after having a strange dream where her boobs had grown to the size of beachballs. Mina had always liked her boobs the size they were, but as she looked down at them, she wished that she could know what it was like to have boobs that were the size that they were in her dream, if only for a short time. Suddenly, Mina heard a knocking at her front door. She went to see who it was, but when she got to the door, whoever it was had left. She noticed a gift on the doorstep and picked it up. The note on the gift said: "To Mina, From a firend." Mina opened the package, wondering who it was from, and was surprise
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One Wish (Part 2)
Once it got late, Kelly wasn't feeling tired enough to fall asleep so she took out her laptop and browsed the internet for a while. She looked at new scientific discoveries, the week's weather, new movies coming out soon, and new fashion ideas. Eventually she ended up looking up pictures of the human body, and articles about the different body systems. She did have a health class research paper to write so she decided to get a head start on it. The more she looked at, the more a thought nagged at her in her brain. It didn't want to go away. It was like her bosom was having a mind of its own and urging her to do its bidding.
Boob Note -- P-Path -- 9-5
Chris had mixed feelings about the game. Not the boob part of it, that was pretty standard for how life had played out for him over the past few weeks, but there was a huge difference between a button that caused orgasms and a button that made girls dumber.
At least it’s temporary. He relaxed at that thought. It was no different than getting drunk.
“OK, so let’s get started.” Penelope waved the others to clear some room, moving couches and tables to make sure Sadie and Naomi had plenty of room to grow.
Sadie looked a little nervous despite being at a clear advantage in the game. She hadn’t cashed in on any rewards since coming to the island and was still flat as a board. The two-shirt ensemble hung loosely on her slim frame.
Naomi, on the other hand, had some respectable curves to off-set her slim, quintessentially Japanese build. Chris’ thoughts immedia
Boob Note -- P-Path --9-7
Thanks to Penelope’s quick thinking, Chris had Naomi’s secret pretty much figured out, well at least the meat of it. The conditions of the notebook could make her bustier, but they couldn’t alter her behavior.
I’m gonna need to have a long chat with Naomi after this.
Naomi waited patiently for Diane to help Sadie away from the button, but Diane leaned in close to whisper before she fully moved.
The more Chris thought about it, the more he thought Naomi’s actions made no sense. It’s like she was trying to get caught. It struck Chris, maybe that was exactly what she was trying to do.
“Well, I guess I might as well get his over with,” Naomi said. She raised her hand near the button, inches from Sadie’s swollen bosom.
He saw the immediate flaw in the approach. Currently, both girls would grow with
Boob Note -- H-Path -- 15-3
Chris lead Naomi and Suzie into the room, giving her a small wave.
She peeked up from her laptop, nodding before going back to. “I didn’t think you’d find volunteers so quick.”
“Well, I mean… we’re just testing a website, right? How hard is it to get people to click on a few things?”
Suzie walked right over to Heather and took a seat next to her. Naomi lingered close to the door, staying close to Chris.
“Remember. Stick to the agreement. I’ll make it worth your while.” Naomi walked past, snapping into a much more casual air. He didn’t think she’d be good at putting on the act. Boy was he wrong.
“Well, I’ll leave it to Heather to explain the details,” Chris said, going to the kitchenette. “Now, remember everything is strictly hypothetical… OK?”
“I dunno,” Su
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