“Oh, I’m so late!”, Li panted as she ran down the street. Her red-orange hoodie bopped slightly as she rushed to school, the baggy hem bumping against her jeans shorts. Beneath her hoodie she wore a plain white T-shirt, a small part of it visible since the zipper wasn’t fully pulled up. Without checking left and right Li leapt on the wide main street. “Why did I promise mom to take the early shift in the store on a weekday?”, she mourned to herself, basically jumping over the asphalt towards the school gate on the other side. “I mean she’s sick, but I still need to go to school! And why did I miss the bus? Or only realised on half the way I could have taken the bike? Or stopped to pick up that stone?” At this thought she clenched her fingers tighter around the little blue gem in her fist. “Or got lost twice on the way even though I’ve walked it a hundred times already before? Or…”

Still on the street the Chinese girl suddenly stopped. From around the school gate a group of male students a grade above her appeared. They wore black leather jackets and had spiky hair dyed in aggressive colours, completely opposite to her long black hair she had tied into a pony-tail. Their appearance and their devious grins made Li slowly turn around. She was about to run away when car horn startled her. Immediately she leapt on the side-walk, just in time to evade a red Ferrari that clearly busted the speed limit. Feeling her heartbeat in her throat she stumbled forward, needing a few steps to calm down and catch her balance. When her feet stopped she found herself right in the middle of the older students, their smirks making her heart beat even faster.

One of the boys stepped forward, positioning himself right in front of Li. “Hey there, cutie!”, he greeted her. He towered at least a full head over the short 18-year old. The shy girl gulped, wrapping her arms tighter around her school bag while taking a step back. “Now what does such a pretty face want at a boring place like this?”, the guy wondered aloud, following the slowly retreating girl. Walking backwards she didn’t notice one of the others placed himself behind her. As she bumped with her back against him she shrieked like a mouse, causing the boys around her to laugh. Grinning even wider the one in front of Li approached her until he almost stood on her toes. “Why don’t you skip school and come with us, to do something more… interesting?” He leaned his body towards her until their noses almost touched each other. Unable to escape Li stared anxiously into his green eyes, seeing the reflection of her own face in it. Her whole boy shivered, her fist clenching the stone so tight she was afraid it would break as the guy slowly raised his hand to the side of her body.

Before he could touch her however Li heard a loud “BANG”. Screaming in pain he stepped away from her, putting a hand on his forehead. The one behind Li also stepped aside, allowing Li to quickly retreat a few steps to the back. Standing on the border of the sidewalk she saw a can flying through the air in a wide bow as if it had bumped off something. It didn’t take long for her to conclude it had bumped off the guy’s head – especially once she saw a certain girl a few meters to the right of her with her arm stretched out.

“Leave her alone, jerks!”, Claire barked at the group of boys, putting her hands on her hips. Furiously furrowing her bows her grey eyes glared at the gang, the boys slowly distancing themselves from Li at the sight of her. A smooth shine was on her fire-red mane, the strands only a bit longer at the front where they covered her forehead with a few tips hanging in front of her eyes. On her slender but athletic body she wore a camouflage-tank-top in light green, while the pattern of her wide trousers was a shade darker. The can she had thrown landed on the sidewalk, rolling over the pavement towards the tanned girl’s feet. Before it bumped against her toes she crushed it under her boot. “And if you know what’s good for ya, you better get back to your class before things get REALLY ugly!”, she declared.

The guy hit by the can glanced furiously at Claire. “Ow, you bitch!”, he shouted. “Ya think I’ll let this go? Y’are gonna pay for thi-“

Two of the other boys suddenly grabbed his arms, one putting a hand over his mouth. “Shut up, idiot!”, the other one snarled at him, and both began to pull him away. “That girl means trouble! Let’s just get lost before she gets angry!” The rest of the group also grabbed their leader, trying to drag him away. Eventually he gave in, and the gang quickly ran across the street. Walking up to Li Claire looked after them with a disapproving glance.

“These slackers do nothing but skip school and cause trouble”, she said, shaking her head as they vanished behind a corner. “A few years of military academy would do ‘em good!”

Li panted heavily, only slowly digesting the shock. Her firm firsts opened, revealing the little blue stone in her hand, while the grip of her arms on her school bag loosened. She looked up to the tall girl in front of her. “Thank you Claire!”, she said, smiling brightly at her saviour. “I-I don’t what would have happened if-“

The finger of the ginger suddenly swept through her sight, cutting her off. “Give me that stone!”, Claire demanded, pointing at the blue pebble in Li’s hand.

At first Li looked a little confused. “What? Oh, o-of course!”, she quickly replied, and dropped the stone into Claire’s palm. “I-I’m surprised! I didn’t know you were into girly stuff like-“

“It’s not girly stuff!”, Claire cut her off again, startling the one year younger student. “These stones are extra-terrestrial material and as such property of the government!” She pulled her backpack off her shoulder and opened it. Holding it to Li the Chinese girl could see it was full of similar blue stones, filling out most of the space between her books and notebooks. “I’ve had to confiscate god-knows how much of those damn things today already”, she grumbled, shouldering her backpack again. Without looking at Li she passed through the gates of the school, playfully throwing the pebble into the air and catching it again as she walked towards the building entrance. The short girl quickly followed her. “It’s like every girl in town picked up at least one of those stones and put them in their hair, used them as a necklace or whatever!” Harshly she kicked the school door open, entering the long entrance corridor. Li just barely made it through the door before it closed again, having trouble to keep up with Claire’s pace. “And because I had to lecture EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM fragments of shooting stars aren’t some froufrou decoration for hair I am just as terribly late as you are! Did your mother convince you to take the early shift, or did you get lost on the way – AGAIN?”

Li blushed. “A-actually, both”, she mumbled shyly, wrapping her arms around her bag again.

Claire sighed, throwing the pebble into the air again. Catching it between her thumb and index finger she curiously looked at its blue shine. “But I’ve never seen any stones like those before”, she said as she inspected it. “Who knows, maybe they are really a new sort of mineral from space? Our government might get some useful information if they studied them. I’d go send them off right away, but then I would have to skip school. And skipping school is absolutely unthinkable for a proper student, right?” Li nodded, though she knew this was less a question than a statement from the extremely correct redhead. As the lesson had already started the halls were pretty much deserted, only the two girls walking towards their classrooms. “By the way this was the third time this month I had to fend off some goons for you”, Claire informed Li. “What’s wrong with you, girl? Can’t you stand up for yourself?”

“I-I’m sorry!”, the Chinese girl apologised, covering her red cheeks with her bag.

“Don’t always be so apologetic!”, Claire told her, throwing the stone into her palm and closing her fist around it. “Jeez, I really wished you would grow some boobs.”

Li blushed even deeper. “G-grow some boobs?”, she repeated, raising her school bag a little higher. She then lowered it again however, looking interested at Claire’s closed palm as she saw something shining softly between her fingers. It was only for a split second though before the glimmer disappeared. The curious girl wondered what this was, but before she could really think about it a tingle in her chest caught her attention. Holding her school bag against her bosom she could feel a weak pressure from her body on it, as if she was leaning against the bag. At the same time her little A-cup bra seemed to be rubbing against her small breasts, just like the fabric of the white shirt she wore under her hoodie. Holding her bag in front of her Li looked down on her.

“You know, grow some balls!”, Claire explained her metaphor, not noticing the Chinese girl was thoroughly inspecting her chest. “Toughen up! Be a bit more assertive! And not always be such a pushover!”

While Li looked on her breast the pressure on her brassier increased, just like the sensation of her white shirt slowly sliding across her nimble curves. Though she couldn’t see much through her baggy hoodie she felt as her bosom was surging out from her body, spreading over her chest and vaulting to the sides. The cups of her bra steadily had to hold a larger amount of mass as it tried to flow out of them, steadily lapping over their hard edges. Eventually Li could watch the fabric of her undershirt rising through the neck of her hoodie, and as the bump of her bust began to press against the red-orange fabric its contours subtly began to shine through it. Seeing and feeling her breasts grow Li blinked, at first not realising what was going on. In a short time the plain surface of her chest had swollen so far it reached a rough inch out from her body, slowly filling out the slack in her top while her undershirt and especially her bra grew tight around her prospering roundings. The flanks of her bosom flared out, their outlines bit by bit turning from half-spheres towards a more orbital shape. As the inner halves of her breasts touched, the smooth curves softly rubbing against each other Li’s mouth and eyes gradually opened wider while a slight blush decorated her cheeks. “C-Claire?”, she stuttered.

“Seriously, girls like you should really think of going to a military camp”, the redhead suggested to her friend without turning around. “One or two weeks with some of our toughest men and women will even turn a doormat like you into a resolute young lady!”

As Li continued to follow the rambling Claire her chest kept growing, the little cherries having matured to a pair of ripe grapefruits. With each cubic millimeter they surged outwards the pressure between them increased, their round slopes getting flattened as they squeezed against each other. The cups of her bra were put under rising strain as they tried to contain her meat buns, their bottoms starting to lot out beneath them while the straps were pulled over the sides of her bust. Similarly the knitting of her white shirt stretched over them, lying steadily smoother on her skin. Being wrapped around her bosom the neck of her top was pulled towards her chest, slowly approaching peak of her cleavage. Having conquered most of the space inside it her flesh also started to affect her hoodie more prominently, stealing its looseness and wrinkles while forcing its form on the fabric. As her bust line reached forward and arched out from her body pressure was building up on the zipper. The moment the firm contours were clearly apparent through the vaulted fabric of her hoodies, showing the swelling sides, bottoms and tops of her breasts the little metal piece began to slide down the ascent of her chest, unnoticeably at first. After a while it began to gently press against her bag as the gap between it and her body had been filled out by her bosom. The brassier pinched terribly, being three or four cup-sizes too small, and the fabric of both her tops continued to slide over her curves. The longer Li watched her growth the deeper she blushed, the wider her eyes and mouth opened, and the more worried the look on her face became. “C-C-Claire!”

“I mean it’s not like any girl can be as strong-willed and independent as me”, the redhead went on. ”And it’s not like I want you to become a completely different person. But you should really consider doing something about your lack of self-“

Li stopped in the middle of the hallway. Dropping the school she looked horrified down on her bosom, her lips quivering. “CLAIRE!”, she screamed, her voice shrill from panic.

Annoyed Claire turned around. She was about to snarl “What”, but the moment she saw her friend the word got stuck in her throat. Baffled she stared at the lithe Chinese girl, suddenly sporting assets that stuck out from her body as if she had put a pair of small cantaloupes under her shirt. The fabric rested smoothly on them, especially on her shirt in relatively wide excerpt of her hoodie. Dropping her jaw Claire openly stared at Li’s swollen bosom, unable to comprehend how it could have gotten so big. “What the... w-what happened-” She was cut off however by a loud snap, accompanied by shriek from Li. Her bust jiggled slightly, released from the grip of her tight brassier as its lock had broken. Roughly Claire could watch the cups fall from the front of Li’s breasts and slide over the inside of her shirt until they rested at the bottom of her bosom. While she watched the brassier fall from her chest another observation made Claire jump back, and her eyes almost popped out of her head: Li’s lollipops weren’t simply big, they were growing! The zipper visibly moved downwards, over the rising globes that spread out through her hoodie, with the sides of the top slowly sliding across the arching curves. “W-what’s happening with you?!”, Claire screamed. Li blushed deeper, instinctively putting her arms around her bosom. In her shock the redhead dropped the stone she still held in her hand. Despite feeling her breasts spread against her arms, their widest parts starting to lap over the sides of her body while the tops approached her chin Li looked at the stone as it landed on the floor. As it hopped over tiles she raised an eye-brow: The blue pebble wasn’t shining as bright anymore, but was actually rather dim. At first she thought the growth was clouding her mind, before the young Chinese suddenly realised what was going on.

“The stone!”, she screeched, Claire taking another step back a she had startled her. Putting one arm off her bust she pointed at the pebble at Claire’s feet, wildly flailing her hand. “Look!”

Claire looked down, seeing the stone had lost its shine. “What the hell-?”

“Your wish!”, Li explained to the confused redhead, jumping up and down in excitement. Her bust jiggled with each of her hops, and she spoke very fast as she continued: “Y-you said I should grow some boobs and – and now I do! Those stones must be magical!” The spheres in her top steadily transcended towards small water melons. Opening her hoodie bit by bit they swelled out of its expanding V-neck, the jags of her zipper scratching over her thin shirt. Their size and shape was even more apparent where only the white fabric covered them, and as they continued to grow steadily more of them escaped from the confines of her hoodie. While the neck of her shirt was pulled so low a slight amount of cleavage looked out, slowly deepening as it was forced further into a teardrop-shape the noise the stretching material made grew louder, indicating it was breaching its limits. “Quick, use one of the other stones and wish me back again!”, Li told Claire, her top getting transparent around her breasts.

It took a moment before Claire frantically shake her head. “B-but that’s ridiculous!“, she argued, wildly gesticulating with her arms. “These are just stones - from space, but still stones! They can’t-“

The redhead was cut off as Li’s white shirt suddenly tore over both her breasts. An oval hole appeared symmetrically near the center of each mound, showing a small amount of their charm. “Just do it!”, the timid girl begged her friend, the Asian skin on her cheeks becoming glaring red as she crossed her arms over her bust to cover the rips with her hands.

Though she couldn’t believe any of what was happening Claire hastily nodded. “O-okay, okay, I’ll do it!”, she quickly replied, putting her backpack off her shoulders. Harshly she opened the zipper, grabbed blindly into it and pulled out a handful of the blue stones. “I… I wish your breasts would return to their normal size!”, she declared, facing her growing friend. One of the pebbles in her palm shined brightly for a second, both girls staring at it before it turned dim. The moment its shine died off they immediately set their eyes on Li’s breasts. They still wrapped the fabric of her tops around it, the vaulting fabric underlining the roundness of their slopes. While she looked at the bosom of her friend Claire suddenly felt a tingle in her butt. “Huh?”, she said, looking a little confused. Slowly her eyes widened as she realised the cheeks of her rear were arching backwards. At first slightly, then steadily more prominently the mass of her ham was spreading behind her, slowly expanding into the slack of her pants. Claire almost dropped the stones and her backpack. Still holding the pebbles she pressed them against her butt as she put her hand on it. Clearly her curves were swelling against the stones, slowly causing her palm to bend as they bulged larger. “What the hell?!”, Claire shouted. “Why is my ass growing!?!” Her tanned cheeks took on a shade matching her fiery mane, the usually unwavering girl feeling embarrassed as her panties and trousers were becoming bit by bit tighter around her butt. Putting her hand off her billowing backside she held the stones in front of her again. “Turn me back, damnit!”, she yelled at them.

Another stone shined brightly for a moment. “EEEH!!!”,  Li suddenly yelped, her bosom jiggling slightly upon her wince.

“What’s wrong?”, Claire asked.

Her arms crossed over her breasts Li felt the pressure created by the swelling flesh was increasing steadily faster. The pace at which her cleavage deepened also accelerated slightly, revealing steadily more of her bosom. Turning semi-sheer around it the white fabric stretched ever louder, eventually ripping on another spot on her right breast. “I-I’M GROWING FASTER!!!”, she screeched, shifting the position of her arm to cover the new hole with her elbow.

“What?! This doesn’t make any sense!!” Hanging the backpack over her elbow Claire formed a bowl with her hands, holding the stones directly in front of her mouth. “Come on, turn us back again!”, she yelled at them, her loud voice echoing through the hallway. It was followed by the echo of a shocked gasp as Claire felt the swells of her posterior reaching against the seat of her pants at a higher speed once another stone had turned dark. Around her bum the trousers began to lose their loose appearance, her cheeks smoothing the camouflage pattern on a rising surface. On the most protruding part of her buttocks the fabric was already rather even, showing the rounding contours of her caboose. Simultaneously her hips reached out to the sides, tightening the waist band in her pants and undergarments. Although it was weakly Claire felt her thighs swelling as well, only slowly, but the space inside her leg pants diminished bit by bit. Her formerly plain butt gradually gained a greater girth, striking enough to make some men turn their heads on the street if Clarie had passed by. “I said back damnit!”, she yelled at the stones again. As another one shined bright Li’s mammaries again surged out faster from her body, pushing the zipper lower and lower. Near the end of her bust it swiftly glided down the leftover descent, while at the same time the sides of her hoodie completely slid off the slopes of her breasts, her grand globes only covered by her form-fitting shirt. Long horizontal tears appeared over her cleavage, looking as if someone had scratched her, while on the top and bottom new smaller holes constantly popped up. The dark skin of the 18-year old Chinese stood in great contrast to the nearly transparent fabric, lying so tight around her bosom one could see every single curve of her perfect spheres. Growing increasingly panicked Claire kept shouting at the stones. “Turn us back!”, she yelled, one stone after another shining and darkening as she screamed in a constantly shriller voice: “Turn us back, turn us back, turnusbackturnusbackturnasba…”

“STOP IT CLAIRE!!”, Li screamed. The 19-year-olf redhead stopped, looking in surprise at her friend. Blushing deeply the busty teenager sported breasts larger than her head, swelling rapidly out from her body. She crossed her arms in an awkward way over her chest, trying to cover the holes in her shirt as good as possible. “Y-you’re only making it worse”, she murmured.

Indeed, instead of making it stop the stones had just made either her butt or Li’s breasts grow faster every time she yelled at them. Claire’s fist shook as she clenched it around the stones. “To hell with these!”, she shouted, tossing the stones and her backpack behind her. After she had thrown them away she held her arms out from her body, nervously glancing down her back at her butt. The slopes of her posterior had tightened her pants so far their shape was clearly apparent on the camouflage pattern, every single spot visibly sliding and stretching over them. Her individual cheeks shined gradually greater through her trousers as their imprints were pressed into the seat of her pants. In the middle of her rump the fabric began to form a sink, falling into her butt gap. Not only towards the back, her pants also began to tighten on the sides as her hips continued to match growing frame of her butt, being around an inch wider both left and right than before. While her backside became wider than her shoulders, standing in striking contrast to her slender waist and torso Claire’s thighs started to press noticeable against her trousers. Swelling against the fabric the belt line of her pants slowly slid deeper, and at the same time the pant legs bit by bit revealed more of her boots as her booty wrapped the fabric around it. Claire noticed the increasing bulk of her butt also made her slightly taller, having gained already two centimeters in the time her inconspicuous butt had ballooned to a pair of volleyballs. Despite their huge size however their shape was amazingly crisp and firm, and not sagging in the least. While her rear continued to pull her pants around them Claire also could feel her panties sliding over her curves, the formerly covering underwear lying in a triangle shape over it.

Meanwhile the stout spheres of Li were getting noticeably the largest part of her body. Stretching her shirt into nothingness she could feel the fabric growing weaker by the second. The stitches creaked, the holes widened, everything about the top seemed to shake and vibrate like glass before it burst. “Oh no, p-please not!”, she screamed. Desperate for cover Li turned towards the wall. The momentum caused her bosom to sway slightly, sealing the fate of her top: Noisily the holes in the fabric extended until the whole shirt completely shredded into pieces which bounced off her buoyant curves as they splayed out to their full size. Also free the bra stuck in her shirt fell from her lower curves, her ample assets wobbling as they were completely exposed. Before the piece of underwear hit the floor Li forcefully pressed the front of her rack against the wall, hiding at least the most private areas from sight. Compressing her bust the top of her mounds pushed against her chin, the teenager gulping as she saw they stood somewhere between volley- and basketballs in size. Still reaching out from her Li had to slightly lean back the further her breasts pressed against the wall, the slopes on her front flattening. In return the sides, bottom and top spread out further, trying to keep their roundings as firm as possible. The walls of her cleavage also were squeezed despite no more top containing them. Feeling the weight trying to drag her down Li put her hands on the lower corners of her bosom, blushing deeply while the flesh bulged against her hands.

Claire’s face also sported a darker shade of red as she watched her friend’s shirt explode. At the same time she noticed her pants were getting dangerously tight as well. Her nervousness increased the louder her trousers stretched over her bum, the redhead hearing stitches pop and fabric creak every second.  Abruptly the noise turned into a loud rip. The tough girl shrieked as she felt the seat of her pants splitting apart, creating a clean rift in the middle of her butt. Shortly afterwards her hips damaged her pants on each side, the vertical tears revealing a slight amount of her stout thighs. Their meat had become so wide the entire upper half of her upper legs rubbed against each other, the amount and pressure gradually growing. As the fabric continued to tighten around the prospering curves of her lower half the tears extended, ripping downwards and into the width. Simultaneously more appeared over her bulging buttocks, revealing small portions of her bright skin and underwear. While the cover on her backside decreased what still covered her became flimsily thin, the brighter camouflage spots turning sheer over her cheeks. Claire groaned, her trousers becoming painfully tight despite turning into Swiss cheese. With a loud burst the entire back of her pants completely tore apart. The rips flew off from her buttocks, the swells of flesh exploding to the size of basket balls. As the seat was gone the rest of her trousers fell down, sliding across her voluminous thighs to her boots. Upon the release her booty wobbled a little, rubbing against her panties. The piece of underwear covered around half of her butt, skin-tight with a good portion of them having been swallowed by her butt gap.

Still busy pressing her billowing bosom against the wall Li looked awkwardly at her friend’s underwear. Though she could only see her panties from the front Claire’ butt had pulled so much fabric around it they even lay tightly over her crotch, the waistbands being thin threads stretched across her waist. Li looked a little oddly at the pattern between Claire’s legs. “You… you wear heart-panties?”, she asked.

The blush spread over Claire’s entire face while turning deep red. “T-they were a present, o-okay?”, Claire defended herself. Her pink panties slid further towards her butt gap while at the same time the fabric stretched over her bowling ball buttocks, the red hearts widening around their curves. The waistbands tightened on hips which were wider than most men were at their shoulders, slowly sliding deeper until eventually reaching the top segments of her rear. With the rim of her panties gliding across the steep ascent a rising butt crack looked out above, as well as more of her tight roundings. Claire nervously flailed her arms, the heaviness of her butt causing slight balance problems. While feeling more awkward and embarrassed by the second she noticed how she was getting taller bit by bit as her prospering posterior caused her eye-height to go up, making her see everything from a slightly higher perspective.

At the same time the heavily embarrassed Li had to take a step back from the wall as the pressure in her bosom grew painful, having been compressed so far she almost had to bend her torso 45 degree backwards. But although there was well over a half meter between her “main body” and the wall her breasts squeezed snuggly against the smooth tiles, their front almost flat while their diameter sported a slightly oval form. The Chinese felt incredible discomfort by her skin rubbing against the wall, the ever-swelling masses spreading over it. Growing into concurrence to large water melons the pressure of the curves in her cleavage strengthened, Li having a good sight on the narrowing valley of flesh since half of her view was filled out by the ascending slopes of her bust. Having more to hold by the second Li’s hands slid further towards the bottom of her globes that almost reached down to her belly. She used her lower arms as well to hold the weight of her rack, trying her best to maintain her position while the surging mass of meat tried to push her back.

Both girls’ bodies continued to expand, gaining proportions of unworldly dimensions. The shame and panic they endured didn’t make them realise at first their curves were starting to slow down. Claire was the first one to feel her colossal caboose vaulting behind her at a decreasing pace. Looking on her butt she watched the speed of her pink panties sliding over her cheeks bit by bit going down. As two third of her stout butt were revealed the triangle of fabric didn’t arch towards her butt gap anymore, and her butt crack stopped deepening at one inch of depth. Carefully Claire checked for any signs her respectable rear was still swelling. While she inspected her butt Li also began to notice her spurt coming to an end, the rate at which the pressure between her body and the wall was building up constantly dropping. Also the bottoms of her breasts didn’t bulge as strongly against her arms anymore, and their tops didn’t rise as fast as before. Eventually the Asian-skinned domes stopped conquering her sight as they were a little above her nose. At the same moment Claire confirmed for herself her growth was over, seeing and feeling no more expansion in her butt. “Phew, finally!”, the redhead sighed. “I was starting to fear we would keep growing until we block the hallway!”

Li and Claire then exchanged a quick glance, before they continued looking over their bodies. Each of Claire’s buttocks was as large as a medicine ball, the charm of her lower half accented by matching hips and almost one foot wide thighs. Her underwear lay taut over her butt, not like a thong, however as a very revealing pair of panties that left the majority of her unnaturally firm cheeks bare and revealed a noticeable amount of butt cleavage. She had been taller than Li before already, but with the extra mass in her rear Claire would have even towered an inch over the jerk from earlier. On the contrary the small size of the Chinese girl made her huge assets look even more gigantic, the twin orbs of flesh being around an inch wider than Claire’s buttocks. Only the pressure caused by their owner holding them against the wall kept them from splaying out into a pair of perfect spheres, but even like this the stout appeal of her nude breasts was very striking. Li’s legs were shaking slightly, partly because of the weight of her bust, but also because she was shivering all over her body, her face still deep red. “W-what should we do now?”, she asked, nervously tightening the grip on her bosom.

After looking at her gargantuan butt cheeks for a while the colour of Claire’s facial cheeks normalised again, though slight red spots remained. Her panties deformed as she raised one of her legs, the inner curves of her butt rubbing against each other while she stepped out of her broken pants. Though she wasn’t really wearing any less than before Li felt a little uncomfortable as her friend was standing in the hallway wearing nothing but boots, a small camouflage tank-top, and very flimsy pink panties with a deformed heart pattern on them. “Ain’t that obvious?”, the redhead asked, sounding serious and collected again. One hand on her huge hip she pointed with her thumb behind her, towards her backpack. “We gotta bring those stones to the government so they can research them and turn us back to normal!”

Li’s head took on the shade of a fluorescent tomato. Her arms slid up the flanks of her bust, resting around her breasts as if she tried to hug them. “I-I’m not going anywhere without something to cover my chest!”, she screamed, pressing her globes further against the wall. Claire rolled her eyes. As Li squeezed her massive mammaries against the tiles she suddenly felt a sensation in their flesh. At first she feared another growth spurt, but quickly noticed it was something different. With her arms on her bust she could sense slight wobbles, her assets shaking very subtly although she was not moving. After a few second she realised vibrations in the wall were making her bosom quiver. “Hey, do you feel that?”, she asked.

Claire was about to ask what she meant when she felt the ham of her posterior jiggling weakly, so much it was only barely noticeable. It wasn’t a constant sensation, but it occurred in a regular pattern, as if someone was poking her bum every second. Concentrating on it she quickly realised quakes in the floor were causing it, the vibrations moving up her legs and making the flesh of her thighs and buttocks wobble. “Is an earthquake coming?”, she wondered, looking around for a possible source. As her gaze went in Li’s direction, who at the same moment looked at her Claire noticed the face of her friend was turning from red for a Chinese to pale for a Chinese. Shock and fear were written all over it, her eyes wide from scare and the lips of her open mouth trembling. Her whole body was shaking, causing waves of flesh to roll over her bust. “What’s wrong?”, Claire asked her frightened friend.

Slowly Li raised one of her arms. Her hand shook horribly as she stretched it out towards Claire. “L-l-l-l-l-l-look!”, Li stuttered, pointing behind her.

Claire turned her head, swaying her massive butt slightly. As she saw what Li was pointing at she almost fell on her enormous posterior, while her expression slowly changed until it mimicked Li’s. Unable to close her mouth Claire stared in a mixture of shock, disbelief and fear at the girl in the hallway who was causing vibrations at every step, standing directly in front of the backpack full of the mysterious stones.