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Talk about "Breast expansion""Coming♥!... Stupid door, will you open... Ah, finally!... Cynthia, hello! Long time no see."
"Hi, Claire."
"Come in!… Nice top, by the way."
"Really? It's just an ordinary blazer though..."
"But it's blue! And it suits your skirt."
"That's also very ordinary... just like my shoes... Clarisse, I look like a secretary! How can you say it's nice?"
"Didn't you know? Conservative is 'in' right now."
"Then why do you wear an orange tank-top and a mini-skirt?"
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Talk about "Breast expansion""Coming♥!... Stupid door, will you open... Ah, finally!... Cynthia, hello! Long time no see."
"Hi, Claire."
"Come in!… Nice top, by the way."
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"But it's blue! And it suits your skirt."
"That's also very ordinary... just like my shoes... Clarisse, I look like a secretary! How can you say it's nice?"
"Didn't you know? Conservative is 'in' right now."
"Then why do you wear an orange tank-top and a mini-skirt?"
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"Coming♥!... Stupid door, will you open... Ah, finally!... Cynthia, hello! Long time no see."
"Hi, Claire."
"Come in!… Nice top, by the way."
"Really? It's just an ordinary blazer though..."
"But it's blue! And it suits your skirt."
"That's also very ordinary... just like my shoes... Clarisse, I look like a secretary! How can you say it's nice?"
"Didn't you know? Conservative is 'in' right now."
"Then why do you wear an orange tank-top and a mini-skirt?"
"As if I'd go with the mainstream! And my skirt's not so short."
"It's only half as long as mine!"
"No big deal, yours goes over your knees. Anyway, I think you look nice as a blue secretary."
"Well, thanks."
"Did you do something with your hair, too?"
"I wear it open again. Buns just don't fit to a blonde like me."
"Luckily, I always cut my hair short. Tea?"
"Coffee. And your hair isn't blond, so it doesn't really matter."
"It once was blond!"
"Yeah, and now it's something between red, brown, grey, and something the world still has to define."
"Maybe one day, they'll call it 'Claire-coloured'. Wanna go outside?"
"Did you clean up your balcony already?"
"Jeez, Cindy, that was a month ago!"
"A month? Wow, I really haven't been here for long."
"See?… All right, here we go! You drink your coffee pure, don't cha?"
"Yes, and thanks… Oh, what a comfortable chair!"
"Isn't it? And it was a bargain, too! I just stumbled across it in the market."
"Wow, good catch… Speaking of which, are you still together with Brad? Kind of hard to believe you've got a boyfriend who's ten years older than you…"
"Men are best at thirty-five: Experienced, but not old."
"As I said, good catch. So how's it going?"
"Not so well. He's meeting another girl from work."
"What? He's cheating you!?"
"It's not really like that. It seems they are talking about some kind of new product the company wants to establish - well, at least he says that, and that I exaggerate. But you see, I'm still quite worried..."
"I totally understand you, even though I don't have a boyfriend."
"Really? Still not? But you're blond, hot, really nice..."
"Excuse me, but could we change topics please?"
"Oh, no problem. You wanna hear about that project he claims to be working on?"
"Sure! What is it? Another razor?"
"Nope. This time, it's a mobile phone."
"A mobile phone?"
"Yep, he even gave me the prototype to prove he doesn't lie. Wanna see?"
"Well, all right... Hm, looks kinda ordinary."
"It's still a prototype, so the design's not final."
"So what's the problem he has to discuss with his new 'girlfriend'?"
"Don't say that."
"Sorry."
"They're trying out some new components, but Brad said they weren't tested enough."
"Why do you have to test out telephone components? As long as it's working, everything's fine."
"He said something about the radiation."
"Oh. Well, that's something serious, I guess..."
"Hey, shall we switch it on to see what happens?"
"You want to kill us?"
"All right, was just an idea. Actually, I already tried to turn it on earlier, but couldn't find the switch."
"Well usually, you activate modern mobile phones by pressing the 'call'-button for a short period of time."
"Really? Like this?... Oops."
"Claire! Turn it off!"
"I'm trying, but the button's stuck!"
"CLAIRE!"
"It's a prototype, damn it! These things break easily!… Ah, whatever. I don't think this thing will turn us into zombies."
"Your words in god's ear, Claire. Your words in god's... EEK!!"
"Don't you mean 'ear'?"
"No, Claire, somethings wrong with my chest! It feels... strange."
"I think you're only making this... AH! Wait, now I got it, too!"
"God damn it Claire, throw the phone away!"
"AHHHH!"
"NOT into your apartment! I meant out of range!"
"Oops…"
"Let's search it, quick!"
"All right, all right! Oh, I don't want to turn into a zombie! Eating brains is sooo disgusting!... Okay, here's the phone. And now?"
"Throw it out!"
"What?"
"Do it!"
"But Brad will kill me!"
"If you don't, he may find you dead already!!"
"O-okay!… Phew, that was scary."
"Oh my god, Claire, Claire, Claire!"
"What?"
"My chest! Look at my chest!"
"What's with your... OH MY GOD, CYNTHIA, CYNTHIA, CYNTHIA! Your boobs are growing!"
"Sh, not so loud! Close the door to the balcony!"
"Okay... Oh god, I can feel my chest blowing up, too!"
"What kind of radiation is that supposed to be?… Ouch, my back hurts..."
"You're breasts haven't gotten so much bigger though."
"And my bra's neither! It's pressing into my skin."
"You are wearing a bra?"
"You don't?"
"Well, with A-cups, it's not really necessary, so... hey, are you feeling all right? Your face looks kind of blue."
"It's getting a bit hard to breath..."
"Shall I help you out of your bra?"
"No, thanks. I think it will fall off in a minute."
"If you say so… Jeez, my top feels pretty tight, too."
"At least you're getting a nice cleavage."
"Oh, don't worry: Once your button's pop off, you'll have an even better looking one."
"Gosh, I hope they won't get that big... I pray they won't!"
"Well, mine have already orange size. What about you?"
"Grapefruits, I guess... big grapefruits. Oh, they feel so soft!"
"Really? ... Hey, you're right! And you know what? Mine feel pretty soft, too!"
"CLAIRE, GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY CHEST!"
"Jeez, Cindy, calm down!... Ouch..."
"Claire, my clothes are getting tighter and tighter!… Better take my blazer off, it was expensive…"
"I tell you, your buttons will start popping soon!… Ow…"
"You all right?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Ouch… in the future, I'll buy looser tops."
"Oh, this is ridiculous! Let's call a doctor."
"All right, I'll take my mobile phone and..."
"NO! I mean, let's take the ordinary phone, please."
"All right, it's over the- whoa!"
"What's wrong?"
"My shirt is ripping! Look!"
"Wow! A clean cut at the top!"
"Yeah, and it goes down half my breasts! NOW I have a nice cleavage!"
"Oh god, what is this all?... What's the doctor's number again?"
"It's saved inside. Gosh, I have to sit down… Oh, they are so soft… so sensitive… hmmmm… I can feel them growing in my hands…"
"Calm down, Claire!… Hello? Is this the doctor?… My name is Cynthia Orade. I'm at my friend's apartment right now, and we… Her name? Clarissa Haever… Yes. We turned on a prototype mobile phone, then felt a sting in our chests. After we got rid off the phone, they suddenly started to grow!… Yes, our breasts! You've got to come and… What?… No, this is not a joke! I'm dead serious!… I'm no teenager, and this isn't a prank call!… What?… Listen, I'm a 27-year old businesswoman, born in Chicago, zodiac sign Libra, blood group A negative. Five minutes ago, I had a modest B-cup, and was an average looking woman. Now, my tits are larger than softballs, my back is hurting, and my bra has almost fallen o- eeek!… Okay, scratch the almost, but… Hello? Anybody there?… Idiot! He hung up! Though I can kind of understand him…"
"…"
"Claire?"
"…Ohh♥"
"Claire! Your breasts!They are…"
"So sensitive… so soft … so… good..."
"Claire, snap out of it!… My god, Claire! Your shirt has ripped in two!"
"Two… too… small."
"What?"
"Too… small… they're too… small…"
"Claire, they are bigger than footballs!… Oh god, and I'm already an E-cup! And my front is full off holes! Damn buttons, why must there be gaps between them?"
"Ohhh…"
"Claire, are you all right?… Claire, you've got to stop this! I think this weird state makes you grow faster!"
"Ohhh… ohhh… ohhh... OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH- ouch!"
"AHHHH!… C-Claire, are you all right?"
"Ow, my head… I told you they would pop off, but do you listen to- ouch!"
"S-sorry, Claire!"
"Jeez, just stop pointing your 'canons' at me… oh, I've got a headache… EEK! My breasts!"
"So, you have noticed 'already'?"
"My god, they are twice the size of yours! And… AH! MY TOP!"
"You really have been off… Hold your shirt up! I don't want to look at your naked boobs!"
"You prude?"
"I just want to avoid thinking about breasts as much as possible."
"O-okay…"
"Good. Now- AH!"
"Oh dear, that was my favorite vase you just shot…"
"At least that was the last one to pop off… wow, look at my cleavage. It's… it's… enormous!… And my breasts! They are larger than my head!"
"You call that enormous? Look at me! My breasts are GARGANTUAN!! Larger than pumpkins!!! BIG pumpkins!!!! GIANT ONES!!!!! Even when I hold my shirt up, I can barely cover them! And my back…"
"At least you are sitting!"
"You can sit down, too."
"After seeing how you 'enjoyed' yourself? I refuse. Though they are pretty heavy…"
"You should see yourself standing. Forty-five degree, I say!"
"Now that you mention it, my back's indeed quite buckled… Well, I think it won't hurt if I sit down for a moment."
"Definitely less as if you keep standing. By the way, where's your bra?"
"Somewhere on the ground… Oof, that's way better."
"See, what did I say?… Hey, I think my breasts stopped growing!… At the size of water melons..."
"That's good, Claire. That's good…"
"At a closer look, I could also say they are large medicine ball size… Well, at least we found out today we're experts in round objects, especially fruits. Right, Cindy?"
"Yeah, that's good... hmmm… good…"
"Cynthia?… Oh god Cynthia, stop rubbing your breasts!"
"Good, hmmm…so good…"
"Cynthia, cut it out!"
"Good… soft… ohh…"
"CYNTHIA!… Oh no, you're growing faster now! You'll destroy your shirt!"
"Good… oohhh… good…"
"Damn it, she's almost as big as me already. And- Whoa! More button popping! Her breasts are taking over her shirt!"
"SO GOOD!!!!"
"…And her mind. I've gotta do something!"
"OHH! OOOHHHH! Keep it up! Faster… FASTER…!"
"Okay, if I'm cautious, I might be able to stand up without loosing my balance - or top."
"Yes! Grow! I want basketballs! Medicine Balls!! Beach Balls!!! MOONS!!!!"
"Jeez, you're over medicine already… All right, now I carefully lift up my breasts… yes… then I raise my butt… good. Now trying to stand upright… WHOA! Nonono, don't fall! Keep balance!"
"Oh yeah! Don't stop, keep growing!"
"NO!"
"YES!"
"AAAHHHH- !"
"OOOHHHH- !"
"Ouch!… Ow… at least I landed softly… on my breasts…"
"Oh yes!"
"Huh?!"
"This is good stuff… My fingers… I can feel them as they fondle my breasts… each hair on them…This is great! And – Ohh… My boobs are touching my legs! God, they're so big, so… so… sooohhh… OOOOHHH! Where's the phone? I want more… more… MOOOOOOOORE!"
"CYNTHIA!"
"OHHH… What? Wait… what the hell am I doing?… No, stop it hands! STOP!! I don't want this!"
"Phew, you're back – finally! Any more and my chair would have cracked under your weight."
"Huff… huff… oof! Oh my god, Claire, what have I done?… And why are you lying on the floor?"
"Well, I wanted to help you with your little 'massage', but had some problems keeping balance."
"Massage… Oh god, my breasts! I'm… I'm…"
"…probably worth an entry in the Guinness book. Jeez, I don't know ANY fruit that big."
"M-Maybe jack-fruits, th-these are the b-biggest f-fruits in the w-wor.. oh god, they are still so sensitive!"
"And growing."
"WHAT?… Damn, you're right! Slower again, but still…"
"I have to give credits to your blouse though. It's impressive it's still holding."
"Only merely, at two buttons…"
"OUCH!"
"One, sorry… Hm? Hey, what's that cracking sound?"
"Um, I think it's…"
"AAAAAAAHHHH!"
"…the chair. Jeez, that one was expensive… Oh no, Cynthia! You've fallen on your back!"
"I… know…"
"Are you okay?"
"Breathing… hard…"
"Roll to the side! To the side!"
"Ungh… Nnnhh… Oof. I did it!"
"Thank goodness! A dead body was the last thing I could need in here."
"Yeah… Hey, Claire, Claire, I think my breasts stopped growing!"
"Really?… Phew, that was about time! You know, when I was younger, I always envied the other girls for having bigger breasts than me."
"And that's over now?"
"FOR - EVER! I'll never complain about my A-cups again! I've got a few thousand dollar saved up from my grandparents' heritage. Let's pay a reduction from that!"
"Usually, I would refuse such an offer as it's your money. But since this is all your fault…"
"Hey!… Well, okay, you're right."
"You think we'll be able to stand up today?"
"With help, I may. I don't think however anyone could lift YOU up, even with a building crane!"
"Well that's very charming."
"Come on, you're twice the size of me at LEAST! And I'm already freaking huge!"
"Claire, please… Huh? Hey, someone's opening the door."
"Uh-oh, I think that's Brad! What now?"
"Well, he'll either be very pissed - or very pleased."

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A breast expansion story.
Just for fun, I wrote it as a dialogue.
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~Solo49 Feb 2, 2013
Great Story.
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~fleetingSanity Oct 5, 2010 Hobbyist Writer
this was a fun read great story.
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~I3reacl Oct 6, 2010 Hobbyist Writer
Thanks It was also fun to write^^
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~BioYuGi Mar 27, 2010 Hobbyist Writer
Very unique. The growth was very good despite the actual third-person decription. The girls seem to be handling it realistically, although near the end it got a little tricky to discern who was talking.
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~I3reacl Mar 28, 2010 Hobbyist Writer
I thought about adding the name of the talking character in front of each phrase, but that would make more like a script than a story. If I write something like that again though, I'll try to give the characters distinctive ways of talking(e.g. one very vulgar and the other one "normal", was originally intended in this story).
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