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“Thick” Epilogue 2

“Hey, you’re the one who said you needed some clothes,” Cheryl said, trying to get Jolene to come outside.
“Ugh, fine, but this is a bad idea…” Jolene stepped outside and tried to pose in the outfit Cheryl had bought her. It was barely clothes: just a stretch of fabric that went around her large body, extending from just below her waist, to just above her nipples. “You know this isn’t what I asked you to get!”
“Honey, do you really think they make bras in your size? And I’m sorry, but I really don’t want to pay to get some custom ones for you. Just let the girls hang out like that! I somehow doubt you’ll hear many complaints,” Cheryl retorted, gazing longingly into Jolene’s massive cleavage.
“Really? You think I should just leave them like this? Well watch then…” Jolene said, raising her arms slightly over her shoulders. Her tits popped out almost immediately.
“See?” she said, tucking them with difficulty back into the “dress”. “I can’t go out like this.
“Sure you can! Just don’t lift your arms up. Or bend over. You’ll be fine!”
Before Jolene could utter another word of disagreement, Cheryl grabbed her by the hand, and led her down the sidewalk. Jolene was too focused on keeping everything tucked in that she didn’t even argue.

Extra Conditions Part 2

It had been seven months since my girlfriend had turned me into a woman and left me, and I had definitely filled that first night with fun. Now I was going to be a single mother of twins in just two months time.
I just so happened to be taking one of my walks (though some may prefer to call them “waddles”) on the local trail, when I saw my former girlfriend coming down the other way!
“Hey, hey Zoe!” I shouted at her, or him.
“T-Terry?” she said, her eyes widening at the sight of me. “You’re-you’re huge!!”
I just frowned and poked my giant belly. “Yeah… It turns out I’m pretty fertile!” I said, trying to laugh.
“I’ll say! Although,” she chuckled slightly. “Your tits seems to have gotten even smaller.”
“Oh no!” I said, pulling my shirt down over my shoulders and showing her my milk-laden breasts, bulging out of my bra on all sides. “It’s just like you said: pregnancy made them even bigger. I just don’t like people to see how giant they are when I’m out in public…”
She got close to me, and grabbed one of my sore tits, saying, “Well then maybe we should go somewhere…less public.”

Extra Conditions

“Will you look at these things?” I shouted, after agreeing to my girlfriend’s gender swapping idea. “I can’t even zip up this top! How am I supposed to go out in public with these jugs?”
“Jeeze, relax, you’re the one who wanted the extra conditions!” She was referring to the (what I thought was a) small addition to the spell: on top of the breasts I would get naturally, I wanted to get the size from her modest breasts as well.
“Yeah, but I didn’t know it would leave me with these monsters!” I reached up and grabbed them. I can’t lie, it did feel good, but that didn’t change how unmanageable they were.
My girlfriend laughed. “Just imagine what they’ll be like if you got pregnant!”
“Are you saying that’s a possibility?…” I said, shrugging off my top and letting my tits hang free as I walked closer to my girlfriend.
“Maybe…” she said slowly. “But not with me. I only did this spell because I wanted to hook up with this sexy girl at work, and she’ll definitely find my new male body much more attractive, so…bye!” I hadn’t even noticed her getting closer to the door until she was darting out of it. I flopped down on the couch in disbelief, staring from the door to my new boobs. As I stared down at my chest I thought, “The night’s still young. Maybe if I go out for a bit I could still have some fun tonight…

NuBoobs Part 4

“Holy shit this woman has some huge nipples,” Fran said looking through the app. “But, her tits are just the right size…” her voice trailed off as she selected Rosa’s picture.
Just like the others who used the app, her small chest swelled instantly, growing multiple cup sizes in moments. Finally when the growth had settled, she lifted her stretched shirt to examine them.
“Woah, these things are huge!” she said, extremely pleased with her new bust. “I didn’t know big boobs sloshed around so much though,” she thought just before giving one of her new tits a squeeze. A droplet of milk squirted from her engorged nipple. Fran just started at it in shock. She didn’t know this is what happened when you swapped with a pregnant woman.
And with no baby to feed, we hope she’s thirsty.

“Almost as Big” Finale

It had been another week since Tori had drink the last of the elixir, and the side-effect had taken hold of her as well. She stood in the doorway to the living room, topless, as both she and her mother liked to be. “Hey Mommy!” she said, and her mother turned to look at her.
“I’ve been, like, thinking,” Tori said, walking slowly closer to her mother. “We have the biggest boobies in the club.” She knelt down on her mother’s lap, her tits swaying right in front of her face.
“Like, what do we even need those boys for?”
Her mother smirked, and grabbed one of Tori’s massive, veiny tits. She gave it a squeeze, and Tori let out a moan before reaching across and grabbing one of her mother’s tits. In no time nothing escaped their lips outside of moans, and the occasional “boobies.”
The elixir hadn’t just made them into bimbos. It had turned them into breast-obsessed bimbos.

“Almost as Big” Part 4

“Alright Mom, what did you want-” Tori stopped short as she walked into her mother’s room. “Why are you wearing my bra? And…why are you-“
“Spilling out of it?” she laughed and raised her arms above her head. “I found that leftover elixir you used to turn yourself into a woman, and decided I’d drink some myself. Then, when the swelling in my chest finally stopped, I went to your room, found your biggest bra, and tried to cram my girls into it.” She smiled widely, finally triumphant. Her tits were definitely bigger than her daughter’s now.
“Mom! Women aren’t supposed to drink that! That’s why I didn’t drink what I had leftover!” Tori shouted worriedly.
“Pfft, obviously it’s not. Look at these things!” she lifted her breasts, and let them fall, snapping the bra strap and letting them hang free. “And no side-effects either! I’m fine. Heck, I’m better than fine! I think I’m going to try to squeeze myself into one of my bras now!”
Tori left the room exasperated at her mother’s ignorance. She had no idea how else the elixir might effect her mother, and at this point, she didn’t know if she really cared.

“Almost as Big” Part 3

“Mom! I told you to knock first!” Tori said trying to no avail to cover her exposed tit. Her mother almost couldn’t take her eyes off it, but finally managed to when she asked: “What did you come in here for?”
“Oh, um,” she said, flustered. “I was doing the laundry, and I noticed all of your bras had broken, so I threw them out. But if you want, you can wear one of mine!” She was still in denial that her daughter’s tits were bigger than hers.
“Oookay, fine then. Toss one here.” Tori caught the bra her mother threw her, and looked at the size. She knew she wouldn’t be fitting into it, but decided to humor her mother regardless. She did the back strap, and pulled the shoulder straps up before finally tucking her boobs into the cups.
“Look Mom, I can’t fit into this tiny thing! You can see almost half my nipples! I’m a 38H, and you’re…not,” Tori said before hopping out of bed, her tits threatening to spill over at any moment. They wobbled ferociously as she walked over to her mother.
“Look,” she said, pushing out her chest. The bra snapped, falling to a broken lump on the floor, freeing her tits from the constricting garment. “My boobs are bigger than yours. There’s no changing that, so please, stop throwing my bras away. Thanks!”

My Type

I sat there at the bar, eyeballing some of the girls out on the dance floor. Suddenly my gaze was broken by some woman stepping between me and the floor.
“Hey, what’s the big idea?” I shouted. She just looked at me and said, “How about treating me to a dance?”
Who does she think she is? “No, sorry, but you’re not my type.”
“Oh, I’m not ‘your type’? And what is that, exactly?” I wanted her to go away, but figured I’d indulge her question. What harm could it do?
“Red hair, big, fertile hips, and an ass to match. And breasts so big, they’d practically need a bra made out of buckets to hold them up. That’s my type.”
“Is that so? That’s a bit…specific, but I guess I can make it work…” she muttered.
“What, what are you talking about-?” I stopped speaking as I felt my shirt tighten, and before long I felt my pants do the same.
“I’m giving you ‘your type’. Enjoy!” She disappeared, but the pressure continued. I quickly ran to the bathroom: an act that got harder with each step. By the time I got inside I saw what that woman had done to me.
Looking back in the mirror, was exactly what I had described. Long red hair, and these hips were clearly fertile: I had to have at least three kids in my huge belly. And above that I had tits that, if they could think, no sane bra would go near. They had torn my shirt to shreds. I tried to wrap it around my tits, and thankfully I managed to cover my nipples, though for how long I couldn’t say.
I waddled out to the street, and hailed a cab. It didn’t take long for one to pick me up.
So now I sit at home on the edge of my bed, my legs apart so my belly could hang down, my enormous tits flopping heavily over it. My biggest fear for the moment was where I was going to go tomorrow to buy myself some clothes that actually fit!

Release

“Gosh babe, I guess that lotion really worked: this top used to be roomy, but now look at it! I’m practically overflowing!” your girlfriend said as she slowly zipped down the zipper on her sexy black top. She got almost to the bottom before her expansive tits finished the job, parting the two sides.
As soon as her breasts were free she started rubbing more expansion lotion onto them. “You know, I’ve been thinking,” she said to you as she rubbed the lotion on. “While this is still wet, maybe I could help you get some…enhancements.” She reached forward, and started unzipping your pants. All you could do was nod in excitement as she took your dick, ad slid it between her still moist tits.
You could already feel the growth lotion working its magic…

Didn’t Notice

“What, did you think I didn’t notice the breast enlargement pills you were slipping me?” your wife said, smiling at you. Her tits hanging down past her belly-button.
“Oh, I definitely noticed. And you might start noticing something soon too: I slipped you a couple in that last drink. And by a couple, I mean the rest of the bottle. Ooh, that shirt’s looking a little tight; you might want to free those girls before it’-whoops! Too late!”
You looked down, and saw two huge breasts swelling out from your chest. They had already grown from C to G-cups just while you were looking at them!
“That’s right honey, if you really want me to have to carry these huge weights around all the time, then you’ll have to too.” She just smiled at you, hefting her large tits while you felt the increasing weight of your own…