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“Almost as Big” Part 2

My son, or rather, daughter, was finally out of the house for the day, so I ran upstairs to her bedroom, my tits bouncing frantically in my revealing top. Ever since I had walked in on my child’s new form, I had felt a building jealousy of her tits, so I exposed mine every chance I got. I had thrown out anything that didn’t have a neckline as deep as my boobs, and I now owned maybe two bras? I don’t know, it had been two weeks since I had last worn one. I gave them up the moment my daughter said she couldn’t fit into even my biggest one.
I was in her room now, going through her drawers and closet, looking for where she kept her bras. “Aha!” I found one! There was no way she was telling the truth about being bigger than me, and I had finally built up the courage to prove it. I took off my top, and picked up the bra. I did the clasp, and pulled the straps up over my shoulders.
“I don’t feel much support here, guess I was right after all! Her bras just can’t handle me.
I walked over to the bathroom to get a good look at myself in the mirror. My tits wobbling uncontrollably in the bra. I didn’t want to look down just yet, but I knew they must be spilling out the top.
Finally I got to the bathroom, flipped on the light, and looked in the mirror.
My smile faded quickly. She had been right. There was a very clear amount of space left in the cups. The giant cups, that worked very hard to contain equally giant tits. My boobs looked tiny in the bra. No wonder my daughter couldn’t fit into one of my bras. I couldn’t even imagine how much she had been spilling over the top…

“Big” Sis

Sarah knew her older sister, Tasha, had always been jealous of her breasts; they were three years apart, but Sarah was wearing bras at least two sizes larger. So when she found the spell book in her sister’s room, she knew what it had been used for.
“Oh no,” Sarah said. “No way am I going to let her get away with this.” And so Sarah read a spell of her own.
“Hey Tasha,” she said, coming downstairs. The spell had already started to work: instead of being three years apart, they were now about the same age. “What were you doing with this?” Sarah waved the book in the air, and Tasha got to her feet.
“Hey, give that back!” she shouted. Sarah just held it high above her head as her sister jumped to get it. She was getting younger by the moment. Soon Tasha was just a baby, crying for the spell book, and then she was gone!
“Where did-” Sarah started to say, before she felt the sudden weight on her midsection. “I didn’t think it would turn you into MY baby! I thought Mom would just be pregnant with you again.” Sarah groaned, her milk-filled breasts about to burst out of her bra, but they were robbed of the opportunity when she pulled them out herself, exposing her large dark nipples to the cold air.
“Well, at least I got these out of it…” she said looking down, her belly just visible past her bust.
“I thought the spell was supposed to regress you even further though.,” she said to her large belly. “I don’t want to be carrying you around until you’re ready to-” She was cut off, as suddenly her belly was flat again.
“Oh my gosh,” Sarah said. “You’re-you’re just a sperm in my boyfriend’s balls now, sis. He-he, maybe I should invite him over tonight: hopefully he won’t decide you’d be better off on these boobs you were so jealous of!” Sarah laughed. She could get used to being an only child, though maybe a daughter of her own wouldn’t be too bad…

“Almost as Big” Part 5

For a week Tori hadn’t cared about her mother’s larger breasts. She was perfectly fine with her size, and didn’t care how much her mother tried to lord her hefty chest over her. But now she had gotten a job at the same club as her daughter, and was very clearly starting to become more popular. That was something Tori couldn’t stand for.
“Well, here goes nothing…” her mother had left just enough elixir, and now Tori drained the bottle in one gulp. She shuddered and felt the warmth spread across her chest. Looking into the mirror across from her bed, she watched as her tits grew in size.
“Watch out Mom,” she said, glaring into the mirror at her expanding bust. “Your daughter’s about to take back her spot as number one…”

Rephrase That

“Oh hey sis!” I said as she walked into the bathroom, not knowing I was already inside, sitting nude on the sink.
“What-who are you?” she shouted at me.
“Silly, I’m your brother! Well, let me rephrase that, I WAS your brother. Now we’re sisters!” I hopped down off the sink, my large tits shaking violently as I hit the ground. They continued to wobble as I walked over to my older sister. She was two years older than me, but I was as tall as her, but I was significantly larger in another area. Guess now we finally know where Mom’s busty genes went.
“I’d ask if I could borrow a bra, but as you can tell, that might not be the greatest idea,” I giggled as I walked back to my room, leaving my sister in the bathroom speechless.