Kate
High on confidence I could barely remember how I got home. Not even the hot weather could bother me. Not after I got rid of the fear I felt from that night. It’s hard to believe the night of the party was only a month ago, because it feels like years have passed since then. I didn’t really realize it before, or maybe I just refused to admit it to myself, but I was afraid every minute of every day ever since it happened. The only moments of momentary safety I experienced when I was in Mark’s arms, where I knew James wouldn’t be able to lay his filthy hands on me. With my mind clear of the fright, I could see what I wanted to do with absolute clarity. I was ready.
I went to the kitchen and headed to the freezer. There were two tubs of ice-cream waiting for me and I took them both without a moment of hesitation and headed back to my room. Yesterday I would search for excuses why not to fuel the further growth of my breasts, but not today. I knew I would handle it even if they were twice their current, already humongous size. They’re not that big… I thought, fully aware that I was lying to myself. I looked down at my wobbling chest. Who am I kidding? They’re huge! But I know they could be so much more! I started to imagine what it would be like to be that big, to have Mark play with every inch of their soft flesh, biting my erect nipples. I bit my lower lip, getting aroused. I can’t wait for Mark to get back here!
Spoonful by spoonful I made my way through the first tub of chocolate ice-cream. I was stuffed to the brim. I exhaled, caressing my full stomach. How does Jenny do this! I only ate one tub of ice-cream and I’m at my limit! Eyeing the second tub I started to imagine what effect it would have on my body. With no other reason to eat apart from my desire to grow I picked up my spoon again and started to eat once more. One more bite. One more bite! I repeated it to myself after each and every bite I took. My silly mantra seemed to work, making my way through the sweet, cold delight. Eating too fast I felt a horrible brain freeze, but I didn’t let it stop me. Instead I used my momentary lack of reason to force even more ice-cream into my mouth. With one last swallow, the rest of the ice-cream was gone and I collapsed down on my back. The motion caused my breasts to spill up, hitting me in the chin. It felt great! With the last remnants of my strength I unbuttoned my pants that were digging into my swollen stomach. I exhaled in relief and slipped into a food coma.
I woke up a couple hours later with my chest tingling. Suddenly wide awake, I started to examine my breasts, only to end up disappointed, when they didn’t seem any larger than when I went to sleep. I let out a sad sigh. That’s a shame! It’s alright though, they feel the same way they did last time they grew, so it’s only a matter of time. Maybe they just need one more push! I wonder what mum makes for dinner… It felt weird to be thinking about food when I wasn’t even hungry, but I needed to eat in order to grow. I wonder if Jenny ever feels this way. Nah, she’s probably always hungry. I chuckled to myself. I wonder how she’s doing, I feel like I barely see her these days. I should really try to spend some more time with her…
Stretching my back, I let out a satisfied moan. Looking down, I had to admire the way my bosom rose, defying gravity even more than it usually did, protruding even further in front of me. Hm… I feel like I’m getting a little too proud of the way I look. Gonna have to keep my vanity in check. There’s nothing wrong with having confidence in my appearance and this body deserves to be on a billboard! Just like that I came to a decision about Sam’s proposal. I picked up my phone and called her straight away, before I could reconsider.
“Hey Sam, it’s Kate.”
“Hey! You’re gonna do it, aren’t you?!”
“Yeah… So when and where?”
“My photographer is free on Monday, do you have time? If not then the next date would be on Friday.”
“Monday sounds good!” It seems so soon though…I’d rather wait until Friday, but it’s dad’s birthday.
“Cool! Come to my shop at 8 am on Monday.”
“Alright, thanks! I’m looking forward to it!” The weird thing is that I actually do look forward to it.
“You and me both, sister!” Sam chuckled. “Gotta go, see ya!” She ended the call before I could react.
The whole time I was jiggling down the stairs, I was contemplating whether or not I made a mistake. The thought of seeing a picture of myself somewhere was both thrilling and terrifying. After all, I did delete my accounts on social media after getting thirsty messages under every pic, after I made the horrible mistake of posting a picture of me in a bikini. But that was more than a year ago. I had large Cs back then! I don’t even want to think about what would happen now! Although… At the same time I’m really curious as well!
Lost in my thoughts, walking without looking I almost bumped into Mark and my dad. The guys were carrying a large desk that was, or rather used to be, in dad’s office. “Hi… what are you doing?” I asked, once they put their burden down.
“Your mother thinks it would be easier for Jenny to have a room down here, so she wouldn’t have to climb up the stairs. She had some problems doing so lately.”
Is it really a good idea? I’d say stairs aren’t really the problem here… I thought, though I didn’t say it out loud. “So you’re gonna move your office upstairs?”
“Nah…” My dad waved his hand. “I’m not really using it anyway.”
I nodded. “Ok. Can I help you with anything?”
“No need. You found yourself a good lad, Katie.” My dad said, patting Mark’s shoulder.
“I know I did.” I said, putting my hands around Mark’s torso, before pulling him into a squishy hug. “I’m a very lucky girl.”
I left the guys to moving furniture and went to the kitchen, where mum was in the middle of making dinner. “Hey mum, need a hand?”
“Oh hey darling, that would be great. Could you start chopping the onions?”
“Sure thing!” I started to look around for a knife, but I couldn’t see any. “Uhm, is there any knife here?”
“It’s on the countertop right in front of you.”
“Where? I can’t see it…”
Mum’s hand disappeared beneath my breasts and appeared again with a knife.
I covered my eyes with my hand. “God, I’m so stupid! I couldn’t see it over my boobs!”
Mum chuckled. “Well, you better get used to it, hun. I can’t even imagine what it’s like to be that huge! They get in the way, don’t they?”
“Only all the time!” I giggled, causing my chest to quiver. “As you’ve seen, I keep losing stuff, they keep bouncing all over the place no matter how careful I walk, I’ve lost count how many times I bumped into something and putting on shoes is a nightmare! Luckily the back pain isn’t as bad as I was afraid it would be… It’s still annoying though.”
“You know, if they ever become a burden…”
“No!” I almost yelled. “No.” I repeated in a much calmer manner. “I would never want that. They’re a part of me.” Very important part! I thought.
Mum raised her hands. “I’m just saying it wouldn't be a problem, that’s all.”
I nodded and started to chop the onion, only too aware how much more difficult my breasts made it.
I wiped away tears and set the knife back on the countertop. “Mum, can I ask you something?”
“Sure thing, what’s up?”
“Do you really think it’s a good idea to move Jenny’s bedroom down here?”
Mum sighed. “Not really, but the way she eats I don’t think we have any other option. It’s ridiculous, but she gets so big, she can’t go up the stairs by herself! Ever since I first saw her struggling, I have had a recurring nightmare where I see her falling down the stairs and I just can’t let it happen!” She said it, almost crying.
I put my hand on her shoulders. “It’s alright, it’s just a bad dream.”
“Yeah, but… it feels so real!”
“Maybe there is another way to stop it. I don’t want to be mean to her, but what she’s doing is insane! I’m sorry I didn’t stop when it all began.”
“I talked with her about it and it is what’s making her happy. I know I should at least limit her, but it delights me to see her happy. To see you both happy.” She pulled me into a hug, sinking into my bosom in the process. She pulled out, wiping tears from her eyes. “I’m sorry, I get so emotional lately…” Mum placed her hand on her baby bump. “We’re going to need an extra bedroom anyway, so why not kill two birds with one stone?”
I nodded, unwilling to argue. “What do you want to help with next?”
The dinner was finally ready. It seemed like an awfully lot of food for just four people, especially with Jenny missing. Blinded by my desire to grow, it was apparently my time to be the pig, who eats more than anyone else. As I ate I noticed my bosom to tingle more and more. I couldn’t be quite certain, but my boobs did seem a bit larger. At their size it was hard to tell though. Full to the brim, I had to unbutton my pants for the second time today. I stifled a burp and rose to my feet awkwardly. My stomach felt tight and hard, though I couldn’t see how much it stuck out. “Oof, I really overdid it. I’m gonna go lie down for a moment.”
On wobbly legs I made my way into my room and collapsed onto my bed. Ugh, I feel horrible! It’s going to be so worth it when my tits grow even larger. It was so satisfying to look down and have my view mostly filled by my own breasts. I’d never even think it would be possible!
My pondering was cut short by knocking on the door. “Can I come in?” asked Mark.
“Sure.” I breathed out, finding it quite difficult to talk with the full weight of my boobs pressing down on my rib cage.
“Are you ok?”
“Yeah, just bloated. And getting crushed by my own tits.”
“I…” Mark stopped, intrigued by my comment. “Do you need any help?”
“No, it feels good actually.” It feels right! It was at that moment the tingling, I felt ever since waking up this afternoon, had changed. I gasped, feeling a tension building up inside my chest. The feeling of warmth and pleasure overwhelmed my senses and I moaned loudly. As unbelievable as it was, my boobs were growing right before my eyes. I bit my lower lip and moaned again, watching my breasts surging up and forward.
“Your boobs are growing!” Mark exclaimed in shock.
I would have rolled my eyes at him for stating the obvious, but I was far too aroused to focus on something so insignificant. I moaned again, crumbling the bed sheets with my fists.
Smart enough to approach from the side, Mark appeared in my line of sight and even in my unfocused state of mind, I noticed just how ‘happy’ he was from seeing what was happening. I want him so bad! Twisting my long legs around his torso, I pulled him towards me. Caught off guard, Mark lost his balance and started falling. Seeing he was falling right on top of me, he reflexively raised his hands to cushion his fall. My bosom was sticking up more than he expected however and so his head fell right on top of it. I cried out in ecstasy. Apologizing, he tried to get up, but I wouldn’t let him, grabbing him with my arms as well. Mark’s deodorant couldn’t hide the fact he was sweating during the day and his scent filled my nostrils. Even sweaty he smells nice! I grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. Nothing in the world mattered anymore, all I wished was to have his hands on my breasts and to feel him inside me.
***
Jenny
Still lying on my back, looking like a washed up whale on the shore, I was gasping for air. Exhausted from the struggle to get out of the pool, I was in no hurry to get up to my feet. I closed my eyes, but I could still feel Morgan’s glare of utter disgust.
“Do you want some help?” asked Angie, my sweet savior.
I opened my eyes and smiled. “Some help would be nice.” I said, raising my arms.
Angie grabbed one of my hands, while Chloe quickly jumped in and grabbed the other one. Morgan scoffed and headed inside. When did she become such a bitch? I asked myself, not for the first time.
It was quite embarrassing to see how out of breath the girls were, just from pulling me up to my feet. I guess I’m getting pretty heavy... Especially when I’m as full as I am. Full… I don’t really feel full anymore! I actually feel kinda hungry! I’ve been craving a cake ever since I left Dana… “I know it’ll sound really weird but… Do you guys have anything more to eat? I’m a little peckish.”
Chloe stared at me, her mouth opened wide in disbelief. “But you like ate so much already!”
Angie rolled her eyes. “You just don’t know when to stop, do you?”
“There seems to be no off-switch on this thing, I’m afraid.” I giggled, patting my distended middle.
“You’re lucky you have me then. I brought enough snacks so not even you could complain!” Angie said, grinning.
“You’re the best, you know that?”
“Of course I do!” Angie giggled. “Come on, dry yourself and let’s go inside.”
Changed into dry clothes I went to meet with the rest of the girls. The shirt I was wearing was barely long enough to cover my belly button and my shorts were hugging my bottom as a second skin. Seeing my profile in the mirror I had to admit I looked quite ridiculous with my gut sticking more than a foot in front of me. Damn, I look fat! It’s hard to believe I had a flat stomach a month ago. I still look great though! I thought, content.
When I met with the girls again, I found out they all changed into their pajamas already, if they could even be called that. Angie had a regular t-shirt and shorts, fully covering her slight figure. Chloe wore shorts and a crop top, leaving her toned middle on full display. The contrast with my own bloated midsection was mind boggling. I don’t think I ever was as skinny as she is… And then there was Morgan. Morgan’s round derriere was covered in mini shorts, leaving her silky legs on full display. Her flat stomach was also uncovered, as all she had up top was a tube top that would be too small on her even a couple years back. Her boobs were spilling from both sides, making them appear even bigger than they really were.
“There you are!” Morgan said sweetly. “I’m so sorry I was such a meanie before. I was just sorta caught off guard, you know?”
I waved my hand. “It’s alright. I know I’m not exactly normal!” I giggled. She sounds like her old self… I wonder if she’s genuine, or if she’s up to something…
“No, it’s not alright. You’re my friend and I acted like a total bitch! I hope you can forgive me. Would you like some cake?”
I nodded enthusiastically. Who cares what she’s up to?! She’s gonna give me a cake! I know I won’t be able to fully indulge my craving, but a single slice is better than nothing…
My eyes went wide in shock as Morgan carried a huge, double tiered chocolate cake out of my fantasies. Every bit of my being screamed at me that something wasn’t right. Why would Morgan have a huge cake when all they eat is salad? And there definitely isn’t any possibility she had it brought later…
I took a knife and carved myself a nice, healthy slice of the cake and placed it on a small plate. It was then that I noticed there were no more plates for any of my friends.“You guys are gonna have one as well, right?” I asked.
“No, no, you can eat as much as you want, it’s all for you.” Morgan said, smiling.
My inner alarm was on full alert, but my greed and gluttony took the better of me. As soon as I tasted the cake, I simply couldn’t stop myself from eating. This is the best cake I’ve ever tasted!
The slice was gone before I knew it and there was only one thought in my mind. No matter what, I need to have more! Another big slice ended up on my plate and I devoured it as fast as I did the first. Then I started to feel everything I ate so far today. Every pastry I ate at work, every bit of the monstrous amount of pizza I had just a couple minutes ago. I was full. Yet I wanted more! More cake! It’s right there! Why shouldn’t I have it?
“Don’t be shy!” Morgan said, putting another slice on my plate. “Have some more. You can eat the whole thing, it’s all yours.”
That was the little push I needed, all my boundaries collapsing, replaced with insurmountable greed. I’m gonna eat it all!
My belly was hugely swollen, but it never stopped me before. With every mouthful I swallowed I felt my middle to grow even larger, inflating like a balloon. My mind went hazy. There was only me and the cake. I heard some voice beyond the edge of my comprehension, but I couldn’t care less about what it meant. All I needed was another bite, another morsel. And I need it now! Then a thought hit me. This spoon only slows me down! I dropped it and started to rip into the cake with my bare hands like the animal I was. I didn’t care about the mess I would make, pushing more and more cake into my mouth. I heard giggles, but it didn’t worry me in the slightest. No distraction could stop me from eating.
My hands, my face and my massively swollen gut were covered in chocolate, but I was too far gone to notice it at the moment. My stomach hurt, but it was only a distant feeling. Parched beyond believe I grabbed a bottle that magically appeared on the table and emptied it inside my colossal abdomen as well. I dropped the bottle on the floor and burped, before passing out, exhausted to the core of my being.