We have so much to discuss, I want to know all the details!" Tina said
breaking when she saw her friend Ron walking towards her.
She spun around to fall in step with him and threw her arm across his
shoulders, something that was made easier by the fact that she had a
few inches on him. "Shelly is, like, so lucky to have you." She
continued.

"Actually-" Ron began, looking distinctly uncomfortable.

"Oh no!" Tina cut him off. "I'm sorry! I totally jumped the gun.
I'm horrible." Then, realizing that she had just cut him off,
she said, "Sorry, sorry, continue."

"Actually, Shelly told me that she doesn't want to go out with
me anymore." Ron said.

"Oh, no. How horrible of her. Let's boycott her immediately!"
She said.

Ron chuckled, "She's not a clothing brand."

"Whatever," Tina replied with a roll of her large green eyes.
After a pause she said, "This is all my fault. I set you guys up.
I should have known that Shelly couldn't be trusted with my friend's
heart. She's too flighty. I should have known."

"No no, it's not your fault." Ron said. He was only half lying. Tina
hadn't done anything to destroy his budding romance except be herself.
Unfortunately, being her unreasonably gorgeous self was more than enough
to leave Shelly feeling insecure about Ron spending any amount of time
with her. Ron wasn't going to give up one of his longest friendships
in favor of a new girlfriend, and that had been that.

If Ron was being honest with himself, his own reaction to Tina couldn't
have done too much to put Shelly's mind at ease. All Tina had to do
was walk into a room and he would catch himself staring at her. Every
inch of her was beautiful, from her thick head of fiery red hair to
her perfectly formed toes she was an absolute bombshell. Shelly had
caught him drooling over the way that Tina's huge boobs filled the
fuzzy sweaters she was so fond of on more than one occasion, and
no matter how many reassurances he made, she never seemed to fully
buy them.

"Well, stiff upper lip and all that." Tina said. "There are plenty
of fish in the sea."

"Yeah, but there isn't that much more time until bonding. I don't
want to be randomly assigned."

"Don't worry, you won't be randomly assigned." Tina said reassuringly.
"You just gotta get back on the horse."

"I know, but I'm still worried." Ron said.

Tina took her arm off his shoulder and stopped. He stopped as well,
turning to face her. "If it gets to be bonding day and you still haven't
found anyone, I'll bond with you." She said.

"R-really?" He asked. Ron, like most of the boys in his class, had been
lusting after Tina since middle school. He had even told her once, but
she had let him know in the gentlest of terms that she didn't see him
that way.

"But what about Jack and Kevin?" He asked.

Tina smiled, "I got measured at a 36K last time, so I should be able
to bond 3 guys. In fact, if I keep growing at this rate the government
might assign me a rando." The busty red-head cupped her breasts and
hefted them to show their mass.

Ron's breath grew ragged as he watched Tina's boobs jiggle and quake
beneath the taught white fabric of her sweater. It wasn't even close
to bonding time, and yet he was already feeling an urge to latch on
to Tina's huge udders and gulp down her milk as her pheromones did their
work on him. Every bonded woman produced pheromones which made men,
particularly those men she had bonded with, submissive and obedient,
but Tina had been filling the air around her with a vanilla aroma that
eroded the male will since puberty first hit. Pre-bonding pheromones
were pretty rare, but always indicated that the woman who produced
them would produce even more powerful pheromones upon bonding.

"Hello, earth to Ron." Tina said with a chuckle. She had known that
fondling herself like that would have some effect on him, but she
hadn't expected quite this much. Her body was becoming even more
powerful as she approached bonding.

"Umm, s-sorry." Ron stuttered. "Thank you for the offer. Hopefully,

I won't need to take you up on it."

"I'm sure you won't." Tina replied with a grin.

After they said goodbye, Tina watched as Ron walked away. She was
really hoping that her friend would find a nice girl to bond with.
She had made a similar offer to a lot of her other guy friends, and
she didn't want to end up having to bond like 7 guys. She doubted
even her incredible bust could produce enough milk to feed them
all. At the same time, there was something exciting about the idea
of bonding a lot of guys.

============================================================================

"Mmmm, this is nice." Amber said, snuggling back against Ken and pulling
his arms closer around her.

"Yeah," Her boyfriend agreed. They were sitting in the school news paper
club room, and for the moment, they had it all to themselves.
Amber relaxed and let herself just drink in the enjoyable warmth of Ken's
body. The moment was shattered when the door to the room opened and Tina
walked in. She wore a tiny pair of daisy dukes with a half inch of pocket
dangling out of the bottom of each leg hole and a V-necked green t-shirt
stretched so thin that her cleavage was clearly visible even below her
plunging neckline. The dents her large nipples made in her thin t-shirt
made it very obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra, as if she wanted to
advertise just how full of milk her huge boobs were. As bonding time
approached, lots of girls were experiencing growth spurts, and Tina was
growing faster than anyone.

Amber had gained about half an inch, but Tina seemed to have grown nearly
half a foot. Amber would have been surprised to learn that she was any shorter
than 6'3". Of course the curvy red head hadn't just grown taller. Her bust
had been expanding so fast that she never seemed to have a bra that fit her
anymore and her hips had been growing at a similar rate. Tina had always been
unfairly pretty, but her pre-boding changes had taken her to the next level.

Amber seethed with jealousy at the way Tina's countenance seemed to light up
the room, at the way that her cascade of flaming locks outlined her face
like the sun, at the way her long legs seemed to go on forever, at the
enchanting twinkle in her large green eyes that always seemed to full of
life, at the flawlessness of her peaches-and-cream skin, at the way she
flooded the space around her with pheromones more powerful than any
fully bonded woman that Amber had met.

"Hey guys!" Tina said cheerfully, sitting down across from them in a motion
that left her chest moving for a few seconds after she stopped.

"Hi Tina!" Ken replied.

*God he's like a fucking puppy.* Amber thought. "Hi Tina." She echoed
in a more reserved tone.

"So, Ken, the boys are planning to do a paintball thing. Sort of a last
hurra before everyone settles down." Tina said.

Amber could feel Ken getting an erection as Tina's presence worked its
influence on him. "That sounds awesome."

In irritation Amber asked, "Wait, are you going Tina?"

Tina laughed, "Obviously."

"So its paintball for 'the boys'" Amber made quotes in the air with
her fingers, "and you."

Tina looked taken aback, "I'm sorry for wanting to hang out with some
of my oldest friends."

"It just sounds like it is supposed to be a pre-bonding stag party.
Girls normally don't go to those." Amber said, getting more and more
annoyed. Tina's relationship with her boyfriend had always annoyed
her, but the idea of Tina going to his stag party was just too much.

"Ok, I guess someone is into gender norms." Tina said with a chuckle,
surprised at the venom in Amber's voice. "Don't worry, I'm not going
to steal your boyfriend."

Amber turned beat red. She had never felt so angry and humiliated.

It didn't help that Ken had continued to get more and more aroused
throughout the whole exchange. "I- uuuuurrrrrg!" she exclaimed.

"Come on Ken, we're leaving." She got up and grabbed his hand to
pull him out of the room after her.

"No." Ken said, staying put and pulling his hand away from her.
"I don't know what's gotten into you, but Tina is my friend and
I don't think she deserves to be treated that way."

"Fine!" Amber said, spinning on her heel and storming out the
door.

A few seconds after she left Tina gave Ken a meaningful look
and said, "Ooookaayyy" stretching the word like a piece of
gum being pulled apart. She laughed, "Wow."

Ken couldn't help but notice the way that Tina's cleavage jiggled
as she laughed. The scent of vanilla filled the room making it
hard to concentrate on anything but the mass of Tina's chest.

"Yeah, that was pretty crazy." He said distractedly.

Tina noticed the way he was staring at her boobs and her nipples
stiffened. She may have just ruined her friend's relationship, which
she felt guilty about, but she also found it kind of hot. "You should
probably go after her." She said.

"Yeah, you're right." Ken said. He sighed, "She's just been so moody
lately." He didn't mention that her mood swings almost always corresponded
to his interactions with Tina.

"You guys have been going strong for almost a year now." Tina said
encouragingly. "Don't worry, you'll work it out."

"Yeah, but what if we don't? I don't have time to find someone else to bond
with." Ken said.

"I'm sure it won't come to that." Tina said, then seeing that he still
wasn't encouraged, "And if it does, I'll bond with you. At the rate my
girls are growing I'll be able to handle three or four guys." She said,
cupping her breasts and pressing them together with a playful smile.
Ken stared at the way that her boobs surged up under the pressure of
her hands, his breath coming in ragged little gasps. Tina noticed his
fascination and decided to give in to her naughty side "You have to
admit, they are pretty big, huh."

"Y-yeah." He stammered.

"Then don't worry. I'll always be here ready to feed you if things
don't work out." She got up and came closer until her breasts hung
right in front of his face. "Can you do that for me? Can you not
worry?" Her pheromones flooded Ken's brain, making him completely
helpless before her.

"Y-yeah." He stammered.

"Ok!" She said, standing back up in a quick motion that set her bust
quaking, "then go get 'em tiger!"

Ken stood up to obey, but Tina stopped him, "Although, you might want
to make a quick pit-stop in the bathroom first." She said gesturing
to the spreading stain in the crotch of his pants.

"Oh!" Ken said turning bright red. "S-s-sorry." He stammered.

Tina giggled, "Don't worry about it. Now go, go!"

=============================================================================

"Hey Mom, can you measure me?" Tina called.

Liz Marsh sighed and saved the document she was working on. Tina had been
asking to be measured a lot lately, but it was hard to begrudge her
daughter the requests considering how fast the girl's body was changing.

"Tina, that thing is way too small on you." Liz said when she saw the
gold bikini which was stretched to the max of Tina's chest.

"I know. I was just trying it on to see if I should throw it out."
She replied.

"That's a definite yes." Liz said, marveling at the size of her daughter's
body. Liz was not a small woman, standing 5'10", but her daughter was head
and shoulders taller than her, putting her massive bust right at eye level
for her mother. Liz was a curvaceous woman, just like her daughter, but
Liz was pretty sure she would be have been able to fit both of her 36F-cup
breasts into a single cup of one of Tina's bras if the girl actually had
any.

Tina smirked. Her body was entrancing to everyone, even her own mother.
"Do you want to measure my boobs first?" She asked.

"N-no, lets measure your height first like usual." Liz said, realizing
that she had been staring.

"Ok." Tina said, walking over to stand with her back to the wall.
Liz reached up holding a book and marked a spot on the wall, standing
on her tip-toes to do so. Pretty soon she was going to need a chair.

Tina stepped away and read "Wow, 6'8". I'm huge."

Liz laughed, "I could have told you that."

Liz went over and got a tape measure from where it lay on Tina's desk.
"Ok, arms up." She said.

Tina complied and Liz brought the tape up to wrap around her daughter's
chest. "60 inches" She read incredulously "That's 6 inches bigger than
the last time we measured you."

"Wow, I guess my body is really getting ready for bonding." Tina
said with a proud grin. "What's my underbust measurement?" She asked.
Liz's head felt fuzzy. It was hard to concentrate this close to Tina's
chasm of cleavage, but she managed to move the tape down as Tina
lifted her massive jugs up to allow her access. "38 inches" Liz read.
"So that makes what, a V-cup?" Tina asked. "I'm definitely not going
to be allowed to bond just two guys."

Liz moved the tape down to Tina's waist, "30 inches" she said.
On Tina's large frame her waist looked tiny, especially when compared
with her broad hips and bulging butt, which looked like they had been
growing apace with her bust.

Liz confirmed her observation by measuring Tina's hips, "60 inches"
"Wow, my hips are twice as big as my waist!" Tina said, "that's like
totally crazy. Thanks for measuring me mom!"

"You're welcome Tina." Liz said, "It's exciting to see you developing
into such a big girl!" She said. She really was quite happy for her
daughter. Everyone knew that bigger, and especially bustier, women
tended to do better in life. People were generally more deferential
to bustier women for reasons that were not entirely understood.
It had something to do with the fact that they produced more and more
powerful pheromones than women with smaller busts, but they also had
an effect on people who couldn't possibly be exposed to pheromones.
The average cup size among celebrities was an H-cup even though the
American average was a C-cup, and a similar trend could be observed
in positions of power across the country. Liz herself had certainly
benefited from the effects of her large bust, and she was glad that
her daughter would enjoy such an overwhelming advantage over her
peers.

"Me too!" Tina said with a grin, giving her boobs a cheeky bounce.
Liz watched Tina's chest jiggle for longer than she should have before
turning around and saying that she had to get back to work.


After her mother left, Tina went over to her computer and pulled up the
government chart mapping cup-size to recommended bonding number. She had
been on track to bond with two guys before her recent growth spurt,
but now the chart recommended bonding with four boys. More than that
would be overbonding. Tina couldn't help but be proud. Nearly half of
girls were not even large enough to bond a single boy on their own.
In those cases, the chart recommended doubling up. Tina was busty enough
to take over for eight different women.

Tina knew about overbonding at a high level, but she wanted to learn more,
so she searched for articles about it. The wikipedia article gave a pretty
good overview. While technically illegal, it was never really prosecuted,
as the perpetual shortage of capacity on the female side of the bonding
equation generally meant that people were glad when someone took more boys
out of circulation. Very few women were capable of overbonding in the first
place, generally only those capable of bonding two or more boys normally.
In cases of overbonding, a girl bonded with more boys than she could
reasonably feed. Instead of rejecting the bonding as normally happened
though, her body would go into overdrive, causing her to have a massive
growth spurt. To fuel the growth, her body would cannibalize the bodies
of the boys she bonded with, causing them to shrink and her to grow
until they reached equilibrium.

As she read more about overbonding, Tina's nipples stiffened beneath
the thin gold fabric of her bikini. For some reason the idea of bonding
with so many boys that her boobs gobbled them up made her aroused.
The article listed a number of celebrities who were suspected of having
overbonded, and Tina got even more excited when she realized that she
was already bigger than almost all of them. *If I'm bigger than them
now, imagine how big I could get if I overbonded.* She thought to herself.
*I would be a fucking goddess.*

Tina bit her lip and slipped a hand beneath her bikini bottom so that
she could slide two fingers into the wetness between her legs. With
the other hand she alternated between scrolling down the page and fondling
her huge boobs. When she got to a section called "Absorption" it felt like
her chest was on fire with pleasure. Each time her hand sank into one of her
breasts, fingers spread wide but not wide enough to avoid being overwhelmed
by her pale flesh, she felt as if a thousand sparks flew from her fingertips
and traveled back and forth along the nerves between her breasts and her
pussy.

The absorption section of the article detailed how, in a few rare cases,
a woman had bonded with so many men that one of them shrank down to six
inches or less in height. It took some time for an overbonded woman's body
to realize that she had enough milk to feed all of her bonded men, so
she would often continue consuming their mass for a few days or weeks
after they achieved equilibrium. If the transfer had developed enough
momentum a man could reach a tiny size and then be wholly absorbed
into the breast of the woman who had bonded with him. Women who absorbed
their bondmates tended to have a large impact on history, being larger,
more intelligent, stronger even for their size, living longer, and most
of all more able to dominate the wills of those around them.

Absorption almost never happened without coercive overbonding, which had
pretty much disappeared as monarchies had fallen around the globe. A tiny
handful of celebrities around the globe were know or suspected to have
absorbed their bondmates, but it was not like the days were a princess
would bond a dozen or more men. As Tina read, she imagined herself as a
princess in the days of old, her swollen breasts draining a harem of
boys until each one disappeared into her ever growing bustline. She
pawed herself spasmodically and came in a sudden rush that left her
gasping and flushed.

================================================================================

"Hey guys," Jack said. "How's it going?"

"Oh, hi Jack." Ken replied, feeling a little pang of wariness. When Jack
and Tina had first started dating, Jack had been a bit of a dick, seeming
to think that he was better than Tina's old friends because he was an
athlete. Tina had straitened him out pretty quick, but Ken could never
bring himself to fully trust the transformation, even years later.

"You ready for some paintball?" Jack asked. "I know I am. I gotta rep
Springfield Lacrosse. Show you guys how it's done!" He said it with a
smile, but there was an edge in his voice that let the other boys
know that he really intended to win.

"We'll see!" Ron said with an affable smile. Ron was quick to forgive and
forget, and of all of Tina's friends he was closest to Jack, welcoming
him into the fold despite his rough edges.

They were interrupted when a red SUV pulled into the parking lot next
to them and Tina got out of the drivers seat. As always, Jack felt
a haze of lust when his girlfriend came into view, though it was more
intense than it ever had been before. Jack was a big guy at 6' tall,
but now he felt small as Tina straightened up to her full height.
Just a few months ago, she had been shorter than him, but now she was
so much bigger. The night before she had sent him a picture of herself
absolutely bursting out of a blue bra that had just arrived from a custom
seamstress. "I guess I grow faster than shipping XD" she had said.

She had also informed him that she now stood 7 feet tall in her bare feet.
Her matter-of-fact descriptions of her own growth had made it difficult
for Jack to stop masturbating even after he had cum multiple times.
Kevin, Tina's other boyfriend, got out of the passenger side of Tina's
car and walked over to them. There was a time when Jack had been annoyed
by Tina having another boyfriend. He had even tried to break up with
her over it a few times, but Tina had started talking about how it
was her duty because of her big boobs, which lead to her hefting and
massaging and displaying her boobs to Jack, which lead to Jack falling
into a submissive lusty haze and dropping the matter. It had only happened
a few times before Tina had him thoroughly trained not to question it.

That dynamic governed a lot of their relationship. Jack was hardly the
same person that had first started dating Tina. The voluptuous red-head
had decided that she liked the look of him, but didn't much like his
personality, so she had changed it with hardly more effort than most
people put into re-arranging a desk. She had so effortlessly broken him
to her will even before her massive pre-bonding growth spurt, so whatever
hope he might have of resisting her will had long since been shattered.

Tina walked over to her friends, noting with satisfaction the way their
eyes followed her. Tina had always been jaw-droopingly gorgeous, but it
now felt like she had entered a new relm of womanhood. Her beauty was
transfixing, overwhelming, almost an inhuman force. She loved it. The
part of her who felt guilty about teasing her long time friends, some
of whom had girlfriends, was growing dimmer and dimmer. On the other
hand the part of her who wanted to just take what she wanted because
she could was waxing.

Ken watched in awe as Tina approached. Like him, she was wearing sweat
pants and a sweatshirt, but whereas his were baggy on him, her sweats
clung to her curves. He recognized the black sweatshirt she wore
by the thoroughly distorted words "Alpha Bitch" stretched across her
chest, so he knew that it was an XXL. It had been quite loose on her when
she first got it a year ago, and it still was around her waist and arms, but 
her chest looked like it was going to tear the poor thing in half.
Ken wasn't the tallest guy around at 5'8", so he was used to looking up
at his friend, but she now stood over a head taller than him, putting her
massive bosom right at eye level. She wasn't just taller, she was bigger
all over. Ken hadn't seen Tina loose an arm wrestling match since the
fifth grade, so he knew that her compact muscles possessed an unexpected
strength for their size. Now her arms and legs were thicker than his,
pillars of coiled feminine muscle. She was perhaps a bit more muscular than
was entirely fashionable, but it did not detract from her beauty. It somewhat
put Ken in mind of one of the powerful warrior queens of old.

Tina let them stare for a little bit before saying, "Come on, let's go
get our guns."

The boys followed behind her like a line of ducklings, transfixed by
her swaying hips, and entirely content to trail after their flame
haired goddess of a friend. The guy working behind the counter was
visibly entranced from the moment Tina entered the squat building
at the edge of the paint ball arena. He was a little over-eager to
attend her when she explained what she was there for, and tripped
over his own feet rushing to bring her her paint ball gun. He
and another employee stumbled their way through a safety lecture,
loosing their train of thought every other sentence or so. Tina
refrained from making it any easier for them, sitting with her back
slightly arched so that her buoyant chest thrust even further out
and staring intently at them with her large emerald eyes. More
and more these days, Tina was relishing what her body did to men,
turning them into helpless puddles of lust. The way other girls looked
at her was every bit as delightful. She could tell they resented her,
but they couldn't help but acknowledge her inherent superiority. She
was so much bigger than all the other girls in her school now that it
was almost comical. It was like she was a different species, a better
one.

After the paint ball employees finished their lecture, the group
spilled out a doorway at the back of the shop and fanned out to
find cover. A minute later a bell sounded and the paint began to fly.
Tina was a big and very distinctive target, but she used her natural
athleticism ruthlessly, shooting with remarkable accuracy even as her
long legs moved her between cover faster than her opponents could
track. Her team won the first round overwhelmingly, thanks largely
to her battlefield prowess, and her sweats remained unblemished.
The subsequent rounds followed a similar pattern of utter domination
by the red headed bomb shell. No matter how they switched up the teams,
Tina's team always won by a ton. It was an hour before she was hit
by a single paint ball, and that was from a boy she had already
tagged with her own gun. To make things more interesting, she
suggested handy-capping her team by moving a few players over to the
other team. When that didn't have any impact, they moved some more,
then a few more. She won the last six rounds of the day fighting
alone against the combined forces of her friends. At the end of
the day the only paint on her was from the single solitary ball that
had found her after she had eliminated its sender earlier in the day.

"I'm kinda disappointed in you guys," she said with a giggle, "I was
looking forward to proving how tough I am by getting shot up."

"We did try," Ron said, "you never told us you were a paint ball
goddess."

"Oh," Tina said cheerily, "I had never tried it before today."

"Figures." Ken said. Tina had always been the best at everything.
As far as he knew she had never studied or gotten anything less
than a perfect score. She had been the captain of three different
sports teams since her sophomore year. She had played the lead in
the school play for the last two years, singing and dancing her
way through performances so riveting and sensual that they had
been all anyone could talk about for weeks.

"This was so fun you guys!" Tina said, skipping along towards
the parking lot in a motion that set her curves into hypnotic
motion. "I know, let's go to the pond to wash off the paint!"
The boys quickly agreed. Kevin's family had a lot of land,
which included a small pond nestled between a few hills behind
his house. It was fed by a few warm springs, and the friends
had grown up swimming in it. The pond and the skimpy swim suits
that Tina wore there had been the source of most of her friends
sexual awakenings during puberty. Teasing her friends at the pond
had been something Tina always enjoyed, and she hadn't really had
a chance to do so since her latest growth spurt. Her nipples stiffened
in anticipation, making visible dents in her sweat shirt.


Night was beginning to fall as they pulled into the little turnaround
by the pond, but the moon was out, washing the landscape in its cool
beams and making Tina's hair stand out in its gleaming brightness against
the darkening background. They got out of their cars and walked over to
the shore of the pond.

"I didn't bring a suit." Ron said.

"Neither did I." Tina replied, sliding her fingers under the hem of
her sweatshirt and tugging it over her head. The boys fell into a
hushed, almost reverent silence as Tina's young bountiful breasts
were pulled up by the motion before falling heavily back down against
her chest to jiggle and wobble in earthquakes of such grandeur that
none of the onlookers could ever recall having seen something so
majestic. Even encased in her overstretched sports bra, her breasts
were truly a sight to behold. She was so much bigger than she had
been just a few months ago. She was bigger than any ordinary woman,
better than any ordinary woman.

Knowing that they were staring and reveling in it, Tina folded her
sweatshirt slowly and bent to slide her pants down her long
legs. She could tell the strip tease was affecting them, overloading
them with erotic images as the lacy panties sliding into the crack
between the gargantuan hemispheres of her ass were slowly revealed
in the moonlight. She slid the pants down her long legs slowly,
letting the anticipation build as they got to see more and more of
her pale pillars of perfection. As she bent lower, she squeezed
her elbows together, forcing her massive chest to bulge even further
out of her bra, displaying more and more pale moonlit cleavage to the
crowd of entranced boys around her.

She folded her pants just as slowly and deliberately as she had her
top, setting it carefully on top of the other garment. Raising her
arms above her head and standing on her tip-toes she smiled, "That
feels good." She said, "Freeing!" she let her arms slowly fall down
to her side, straining in a stretch that thrust her chest forward.
"Well, don't just stand there. Are you going to go swimming or not?"
She demanded.

At her hastening, the boys began rapidly stripping off their clothes.
Where Tina's motions had been slow and sensual, theirs looked like the
jerky motions of small boys who had been told to clean up their rooms a
week previous and were about to face a reckoning if they did no have
something to show for themselves. Each was so nervous in the presence
of their sexy and half-clad friend that several tripped over their
own clothes in their haste to remove them.

Every one of them, Tina noticed with secret delight, was fully
erect. "I would ask if you had all stuffed your pockets with
banana's, but I can see you don't have any." She joked.
"S-Sorry Tina." Mike said as he and the other boys flushed in
embarrassment.

"Don't be sorry." She smiled, "It's a perfectly natural, physical
reaction. It is getting pretty close to bonding time, so you're
just looking for a girl to latch onto, and I am a very big girl
after all." At the word big she hefted her considerable chest,
"To be honest," she continued licking her lips, "it's a little
flattering."

"Sometimes I worry that my boobs are too big," she lied, "but
seeing you all staring like this make me feel like there is a
reason I've grown so big. I know a lot of you have girlfriends,
but you're, like, totally beholden to them at this point. Nothing
bad happens to them if they back out of a bond, but it's different
for boys. You should all have a safe backup plan, and now that
I have grown this much I can be a backup plan for you all."
She smiled warmly, "Only if you need it of course." Her words
made her succulent bosom suddenly seem much more accessible to
the assembled boys.

With that she began tugging her bra over her head. It slid up
inch by agonizing inch, exposing more and more of her underboob
cleavage. The boys assembled in front of her began to let out
little groans. When her breast flesh began to pick up speed as
it slid from under her bra it was as if the overwhelming weight of
her boobs was coming down not just on her chest, but on their wills.
They felt utterly submissive to the moonlit goddess before them.

She discarded her bra casually on top of her other clothes and
flipped her long tresses back over her shoulders. When she noticed
that they were all holding their cocks, she smiled. "It is ok to
touch yourselves. I know you can't help it."

She bent and hooked her thumbs through the tops of her panties so
that she could begin sliding them slowly down her thighs by rocking
her shoulders back and forth in a motion which set her pendulous
breasts swaying. Most of the boys orgasmed before she had even fully
removed her panties from her ass. A few managed to hold out until
they had reached mid-thigh. Not one made it past her knees.
They reeled like a school of stunned fish as she walked majestically
past them and into the still water of the pond. She relished the way
the black mud squelched between her toes as she walked in, but little
could distract her from the elation she felt at having so easily brought
all of the boys to orgasm.

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Brianna sat alone in the library meeting room doing nothing as her
nervousness built. She normally didn't put much effort into school, and she
had planned on coasting through this project, but then she had gotten
paired up with Tina. She still remembered how intimidated she had felt as
the tall, busty red-head had walked over to her. When Tina had divided up the
work, Brianna had been ill prepared to resist the commands of the larger
girl, and so, dedicated slacker that she was, she had ended up working day
and night in the hopes of pleasing her partner. The whole time her resentment
towards the voluptuous bombshell had been building, but not enough to disobey.
*She's not better than me just because she had bigger boobs.* Brianna had
thought to herself several times, unable to stop comparing her own A-cups
to Tina's massive melons. Of course, in her heart, she knew that Tina was
better than her in just about every way, and the urge to submit to her was
an overwhelming force from her lizard brain.

"Hi Brianna!" Tina said with a smile, seeming to fill up the entire doorway
with her curvy frame.

"hitina" Brianna said softly. Tina had never been one to downplay her body,
but lately she had been showing it off to an absurd degree, and today she wore
one of her skimpiest outfits yet. Her flannel shirt had the sleeves cut off and
was unable to even reach halfway across her chest to button. Instead, she had
tied it under her breasts, making it look more like a low cut bikini top than
a shirt. Her midriff was entirely bare, and she wore a pair of pink
short-shorts that had been small on her before her current growth spurt.
Now, the shorts were bunched up between her ass cheeks, while more than
half of her smooth butt cheeks were on display. Brianna hated her for it, but could
not dream of displaying a hint of defiance to the goddess in front of her.
"Have you been able to finish your half?" Tina asked.

"Umm. Yeah." Brianna replied, "Here, take a look." She said, handing over
the documents she had printed out before the meeting.

"Thanks!" Tina replied. "You mind if I look it over and make suggestions?"

"Of course not."

"Great!" Tina said, sitting down with a bounce and fishing a pencil case out
from within her cleavage. She pulled out a red pen and began rapidly reading
the document and marking it up. Brianna grew more and more nervous as she
realized that Tina was mostly striking things out.

As Brianna watched, she felt herself grow angrier and angrier. She had slaved
over the assignment, and now Tina was just shitting all over it. It didn't
help that Joe had just broken up with her, and she was confident that it had
something to do with the fact that Tina had offered herself up as a "backup
plan" to any boy who didn't have a girlfriend come bonding time. Joe had never
been happy about the fact that Brianna's small chest was almost certain to cause
him to shrink a little when they bonded, so she wasn't all that surprised when
he had jumped on a chance at Tina's tits. The rumor mill had it that
Joe wasn't the only boy ditching his girlfriend. Of course Tina hadn't done
anything to stop it. If anything, she had encouraged it, wearing ever more
scandalous outfits, flirting outrageously with every boy in the school, and
constantly making jokes about how her boobs could feed an army.

"Ok, I think I've left some good comments." Tina said, sliding the document
back to Brianna. There was more red ink than black on the pages. "Would you
mind taking those into account?" She asked.

Brianna looked down at the page with a sinking feeling. "Y-yes Tina." she
stammered.

"Great, thanks!" Tina said with a smile, standing up to loom over Brianna.
Looking up at the towering red head, Brianna couldn't help but compare herself
to the young goddess. In her aggressively high black wedge sandals, Tina was
close to eight feet tall, which put her crotch right in front of Brianna's face.
Even if she were to get to her feet Brianna's 5'2" frame would not have reached
Tina's elbows. One of Tina's boobs was wider than Brianna's shoulders, large
enough to completely enfold the smaller girl. Tina's bearing was that of a queen
looking down on her subjects. She knew she was better than Brianna, and she
didn't care if the smaller girl knew that she knew. To her horror, Brianna
realized that the mini giantess in front of her possessed a smaller waist
than her despite the difference in their sizes. Brianna had a bit of a gut,
which she had always felt anxious about, but Tina's waist didn't seem to have
grown at all even as the rest of her had been exploding during her pre-bonding
growth spurt. Her broad hips more than doubled her waist in size, which only
made Brianna even more aware that her own waist was even larger than her
hips. Brianna tried to look up at Tina's face, but the other girl's bust was
to large to allow her to see. In fact, Tina's huge tits thrust so far forward
that they actually hung over Brianna's head like a roof.

Tina brought her hand up to pull her hair back behind her ears, going into
a stretch that arched her back and emphasized her body even more as she
did so. She knew that standing this close to Brianna for this long was making
the other girl practically die of envy and shame at her inability to match
Tina, but she didn't care. She loved being better, especially lately. Whenever
she used her body to dominate or humiliate those around her, it felt so right,
like it was her destiny.

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"Hi guys!" Tina waved at the camera and gave a heart stopping smile. The wave
she gave the camera set her heavy breasts jiggling in the fluffy white towel
she wore. "It's time to get dressed for school. I always have such a hard time
picking out and outfit, so I'mma need your help again, mmmmkay?" The curvy
red head gave another smile and bounced playfully on the balls of her feet,
setting her curves in motion. She walked off screen for a few seconds before
coming back with a tiny green silk thong which she held up to the camera.
"What do you think?" She asked, "Let's try it!" She bent over an stepped
into the flimsy garment, sliding it up her legs and settling it around
her hips beneath the towel.

The young flame haired goddess reached up and slowly undid the fold holding
her towel in place, her large green eyes staring directly into the camera
with a mischievous twinkle. The towel gave up and fell down around her feet
in a sudden movement, baring Tina's incredible body to her millions of viewers.
Her perfectly formed teardrop shaped breasts, each twice as large as her own
head stood out proudly from her chest, not sagging appreciably despite their
massive size. She turned her hips from side to side and looked down at herself
critically. "What do you think? I guess it will do. Now, let's choose a top."

She walked off camera for a second before returning with a small black top
that she pulled over her head and settled around her boobs. She adjusted
her spaghetti straps and hefted her boobs. "Mmm, I guess it still fits.
It's a lot tighter than when I bought it two weeks ago though." She complained,
adjusting the cloth so that her aureole were covered. "Oops, I guess my
headlights are on." The busty red head giggled. "I really need a bra to
deal with these guys, but I'm just growing soo fast that I can't get any,"
she whined.

"So, what do you guys think?" She leaned closer to the camera so that her
jaw dropping cleavage filled the whole frame. She pursed her lips
critically and pressed her boobs together through the thin fabric of
the top. "Don't you just want to suck on these huge, milky udders?
It's totally natural and normal for you to feel that way when you see
boobs like this. God, all the boys at school have turned into such simps
for me lately. It's so hot how they do, like, whatever I ask them to
whenever I wear a top like this. What do you think, doesn't this top
just make you want to be my little slave? Yeah, I think this will make
a good top for today. It's not exactly dress code, but that's never
stopped me before."

She played with her heavy chest for a few more minutes before reaching
out and angling the camera down to point at her hips, "ok, let's choose
a skirt," she said. She disappeared off camera for a few second and then
showed up again with a short maroon plaid skirt. "This one looks ok,
let's see if it fits!" She unhooked some clasps at the side and wrapped
it around her. The 36" waist of the skirt fit her pretty well, but her
flaring hips hiked up the already short hemline until it only extended
four inches or so below her crotch. She turned and pointed her ass at the
camera, and it became apparent that her bulging ass had so much surface
area that the little skirt hadn't even made it halfway over the thing,
instead just resting on top of Tina's flawless butt. She twisted her
body around and smiled at the camera from over her shoulder in a pose
that displayed her huge boobs in profile while keeping her massive butt
pointed right at the camera. "Aww, I love this skirt, but I think it might
be a little short now that my ass is getting so big. What do you guys think?
Should I wear it?"

The chat on the stream exploded with her fans telling her that it looked
great an that she should wear it. "Weelllll, if you really think so. I
guess I should go to school then." Tina turned off the screen. All over
the country boys regained a little bit of their ability to form coherent
thoughts.

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All Ken could think about was Tina. She dominated his dreams and his waking
fantasies with equal vigor, so much that he had trouble telling when he was
awake and when he was asleep. It had been building to a fever pitch over the
last few weeks as his body grew more and more awash with bonding hormones and
she wore skimpier and skimpier outfits to school. He didn't know quite how she
had managed to so flagrantly violate the dress code, but it might have had
something to do with the way the principle and vice principle had taken to
calling her "Mistress Tina".

His friend had always had a aggressive and domineering side to her personality,
but in the past it had been tempered by a genuine sweetness. Lately though,
Tina seemed to have shed her sweetness and embrace her overwhelming power.
Ken saw it as a rightful evolution. Tina had been made to rule, and he wanted
nothing more than to be ruled by her.

Now it was bonding day, and he was headed towards the gymnasium. The bonding
tradition was for girls to be spread out between different rooms around campus
with their names published on a list. Boys could approach each of them and
petition them to bond. Normally 20 or 30 girls were housed in the gymnasium,
but this year Tina's name had been the only one on the list for that
location.

As Ken walked, the foot traffic got heavier and heavier. It seemed that he was
not the only one who planned to go to the gym to petition Tina. He wasn't too
worried. He had been friends with Tina for a long time, and most of these
guys didn't even know her. In fact, he was pretty sure that some of them didn't
even go to the school. The rumors about her offer had gotten out on social
media, and it seemed that some of her many instagram followers had decided
to make a pilgrimage.

He entered the gym and immediately forgot about the crowd that surrounded him.
Tina's interpretation of a bonding dress didn't look much like one of the
traditional flowing pure white garments. It was white, but that was the only
resemblance it bore to a normal bonding dress. It clung to her skin like a
desperate lover, its thin fabric only making it a quarter of the way down
her thighs before it allowed her impossibly long legs to be on display.
Two straps dug into her shoulders before swooping down into a low and
deep U-neck that exposed the tops of her breasts as well as a couple feet
of cleavage. To make it cover her even less, a pattern of diamond shaped holes
marched up the center, exposing her belly button and even more breast flesh.
The only place her cleavage was hidden was where an inch thick strip of fabric
joined the top of the largest keyhole with her neckline. Her boobs were spilling
over the edges of the dress like dough, making it look painfully small.

Tina would have towered over the crowd of approaching boys in her bare feet since
she was now a staggering 8'4", but her 8" white platform shoes gave her an even
bigger boost, putting her at an even 9'. She was so big that the boys approaching
her looked like kids compared with the massive redhead. None of them seemed
to be aware of one another, they were all just staring at her with glassy lust
addled eyes. When she had resolved to try to convince boys to overbond with her
she had expected to get six or seven. Now though, she thought she could handle
even more than that without overbonding. She had actually started to worry that
she wouldn't be able to find enough boys to bond with her. Looking out at the
sea of boys stumbling towards her in a daze, she realized that overbonding would
not be hard after all.

"I suppose you are all here to petition me." She said with a heart melting
smile. She already owned them all. "I know I've been saying I could be
a backup plan for you all, but there sure are a lot of you. I'll do my best
to hold up my end of the bargain though." She said.

"Jack and Kevin, why don't you two come over. I'll bond you first." She said.
Her boyfriends walked towards her in the same haze of lust that all of the
boys seemed to be enthralled by. Tina bit her lip and hefted her breasts
through her bonding dress. She had never been more turned on. She couldn't
believe how many boys had come to offer themselves to her. Many of them
didn't even look like they went to her school. If they had been thinking
more clearly they would have realized that bonding Tina along side so many
other boys was a great way to end up a part of the tits that had them so
enthralled, but Tina suspected that they weren't doing much thinking at
all with her pale bosom spilling out of the dress that had fit her perfectly
just three days ago and her pheromones flooding the air.

Tina slipped her arms through the straps of her dress and allowed it to fall
away from her breasts, the stretchy fabric bunching up around her waist.
As her huge, perfect boobs came fully into view, dozens of boys twitched and
came, overwhelmed by the sight. Jack and Kevin were close now, so she reached
out and guided their mouths to her large nipples, letting out a soft moan of
delight as their lips touched her flesh. Her body was flooded with bonding
hormones, and she felt an intense ache of desire in her swollen boobs. Her
body was crying out at her to flood her boyfriends with milk, but Tina resisted
her urges. She had been practicing controlling her let-down reflex for the last
couple of months, and it had paid off. Instead of a gush, her huge boobs just
released a trickle. Tina planned on bonding as many boys as she could, and she
couldn't afford to waste milk, even if she did have udders more bountiful than
a Holstein.

After just a few moments, she could feel that the bond had been established.
Apparently Tina wasn't just stronger, bustier, smarter, more athletic, and more
beautiful than other girls. Her milk was also far more potent. She knew it would
have taken most girls far more milk to establish a bond. She pushed her
boyfriends away. She could tell that they wanted more, but disobeying their
flame haired girlfriend was no longer possible. The bond made them totally
subservient. "You two." Tina pointed at random at two of the closest boys and
snapped her fingers, then pointed to her full breasts.

She bonded the second set of boys just as quickly as she had bonded Jack and
Keven, then called for a third. Though her body had not yet started to steal
any mass from the boys, they already looked so small compared with the amazonian
girl as they latched onto her beach ball sized boobs. Standing 9 feet tall in her
heels, they had to step up on some blocks of wood she had set out in order to reach
her nipples. When bonding a lessor women they would have had to bend over, but to
give themselves to Tina, they had to step on blocks. Indeed, after she dismissed the
second pair and called over a third, Tina noticed to her amusement that both of the
new boys had to go up on their tip toes to reach the nipples that were about to
dominate them.

"Ken and Liam," Tina snapped her fingers and pointed imperiously to her
enthralling bosom. In a daze of lust, Ken walked towards his friend's
massive udder. He felt as if all of his independent will had been sucked
away from the moment he saw Tina standing there in that tiny white dress.
The sound of her voice had always had erotic undertones, but now hearing
her say his name made him feel like some unseen force was grabbing him by
the straining dick. In the last few months, he had watched his friend
transform, shedding her easygoing and playful attitude and becoming a
flirtatious and at times domineering femme fatal.

*My god, one of her boobs is wider than my chest.* He thought
as he got closer. In the short run up to bonding, Tina's breasts had more
than doubled in size. It was like her perfect boobs had a gravitational force.
Ken felt like he was a puppet with Tina firmly and expertly holding the strings.
As he wrapped his lips around her large nipple and began to suck he realized how
different this bonding day was than the one he had expected 6 months ago. Back
then he had expected that he would bond with his girlfriend, Amber. With C-cups,
Amber wouldn't have been able to feed him fully, so there would have been a
little mass transfer, but after that his life would have remained fairly
similar. Amber would have started producing pheromones that gave her influence
over him, but he would have retained a significant portion of his free will.
Instead he was bonding with Tina, his goddess of a friend whose massive boobs
could have fed him many times over. Given the number of boys she seemed to be
planning on bonding though, Ken expected he would end up shrinking. Probably
by a lot. He also knew that his days of independent will were long over. They
had ended when Tina walked into school in a tiny red skirt and matching scoop
necked crop top a month ago. It had been about that time that the teachers,
even the women, started calling her "Mistress Tina" and she started mentioning
how she would be able to bond any boy who wanted her.

Ken had realized then that his playful friend had decided that she wanted
to overbond, and at the time all he could feel was lucky. Why bond with
and ordinary girl like Amber and live an ordinary life when instead he
could give himself utterly to a goddess like Tina. Tina was superior
to Amber in every way. She deserved to take whatever she wanted. Ken's
thoughts were a little fuzzy as he sucked desperately on the huge nipple
that was releasing surprisingly little milk, but he felt nothing but pride
that Tina had chosen him to help her become even better. As he sucked, he
felt as if a hand was worming its fingers into his mind, finding the roots
of his soul. The hand made a fist and he could feel Tina's mind utterly
dominating his own. He was now her drone, barely more than an extension of
her will.

Tina felt a thrill of pride. Her milk was so potent that she only had to
give her bondmates a few mouthfuls before they became hers, utterly and
completely. She knew she was much better at everything than anyone else
she had ever met, so she probably should have expected it, but she had still
been prepared for having to provide an average amount of milk in order to
establish a bond. Looking out greedily at the crowd pressing towards her,
the gorgeous red head realized she was going to be able to get a lot more
of them addicted to her sweet milk than she had been counting on. Nevertheless,
she had planned to be able to stretch her milk supply before hand, and she
intended to put her plan into action.

"Jack, Kevin, start mixing." She commanded. The two boys knew what to do,
immediately opening up one of the boxes that were stacked as high as their
chests in 10 columns along the wall behind Tina. They immediately began
scooping out an ultra nutrient rich powder that was designed for a woman's
body to be able to rapidly convert into milk. It was used by many girls
right after bonding to boost their milk production and prevent their bondmate
from shrinking as much. Tina intended to use it for a slightly different
purpose. She accepted a gallon pitcher of the thick sludge that Kevin handed
her and immediately brought it to her lips as her tenth pair of slaves
disengaged from her nipples. For the three months or so, Tina had been chugging
this tasteless gunk as she let the milk gush out of her growing boobs in an
effort to train her body to convert it to milk even faster. Her efforts had
paid off and now her body could create new milk almost as fast as she drank
it. She had chugged four gallons of the stuff just before the first boys
started to arrive, and most of it had already been converted into milk by
now. She raised this new jug to her lips and opened her throat, letting
the thick liquid slid down into her stomach as fast as it could pour out of
the jug. She finished before the next pair of boys stepped away from her
swollen boobs, and as she felt her body start to convert it into more milk
she realized that she might be able to produce milk faster than she could
use it to bond.

Pair after pair of boys stepped forward to suckle on Tina domineering bosom.
Though they stumbled away her slaves after thirty seconds, it was still
frustratingly slow for the voluptuous red head. At this rate, she was lactating
faster than the stream of enthralled boys could drink! Tina had always been
amazing at everything she tried on her first go, and she didn't see why bonding
should be any different. The talented beauty focused on the sensation of her
mind dominating the boys who suckled at her titanic tits. It started as a
pleasant warm feeling suffusing her whole bosom which she thrust into the
boys minds along with her addicting milk. After a few minutes of
concentration, she started making noticeable progress in how fast she could
crush their will into her own. She realized that it was easier to do later
in the process, so she started forcing powerful jets of milk down their
throats as soon as their lips formed a good seal. She was no longer as concerned
about running out of milk given how fast she could replenish her stores, so
she gave them more milk as well. With more of her sweet nectar in their bodies,
their minds were crushed instantly. She had dropped the process of bonding with
a boy from 30 seconds to one second.

Tina's future thralls approached in two efficient lines, bobbing their heads
forward to receive the drink that sealed their fate before rapidly pulling
back and to the sides so the next pair could approach. The process had become
so efficient that the flame haired vixen's huge breasts were no longer bulging
with excess milk. To make up the slack, she started double-fisting gallon jugs
of the nutrient rich sludge that Jack and Kevin were mixing for her. She would
raise one to her lips and let it glug into her stomach, then lower the empty jug
to have it replaced with a new one while she drank from the other hand. She had
practiced this before and had always hit a wall, but something about the bonding
hormones flooding her body seemed to allow her to keep drinking and drinking.
Soon her smooth and trim stomach was bulging out into a taught pot-belly that
grew in size to be nearly half the size of her immense boobs.

As the milk levels in the gorgeous teenager's massive melons fell, more and more
of her milk glands were freed up to replenish her supply, until she reached an
equilibrium with her boobs about 30% full. Of course, it was impossible to tell
that her buoyant boobs were mostly empty as she dominated a seemingly unending
stream of boys because of the springy internal structure that prevented the
breasts of all bonded women from sagging when empty. The structure in Tina's
boobs was particularly strong, which was made them incredibly perky despite
their mass.

Tina had been counting the boys she had bonded in the back of her mind, and
when the thousandth boy pulled away from her huge rack, she realized that she
had bonded with a lot more than just the boys at her school. The social media
campaign she had waged since deciding to try overbonding seemed to have been
very effective. Far more effective than she had hoped. "Ken, go outside and
give me an estimate of how many more boys there are to bond." She commanded.

"Yes, Tina." He said, and ran off to obey.

She raised her wrist to look at her elegant gold watch and smiled when she
realized that only 25 minutes had passed since she started bonding. Much of
that time had passed before she learned to do so efficiently, yet she had still
managed to use her perfect boobs to dominate over a thousand boys in that short
time. By the time Ken returned 10 minutes later, the towering red head had enslaved
another 600 or so. It took her one second to bond a pair of boys once they were
latched on, and there was about a one second gap between pairs so she could bond
30 pairs a minute.

"Mistress, there are 8 thousand boys queued up outside, but a lot more are
arriving." Ken reported.

*Holy shit!* Tina thought, *I knew all my followers were total simps, but I
didn't expect this many to show up. I'm going to get fucking huge.* "Thanks
Ken." She said, then snapped her fingers at the pair of boys who had just
pulled back from her boobs. "You two! I need you to get more milk-shake powder.
Talk to Jack, he'll show you the brand and tell you where to get it." She had
prepared quite a lot of the powder, but she could tell that it would not be
enough. As the two thralls hastened to obey their new owner, she grinned.
Today was a very good day to be Tina Marsh.

*Jeez, they just keep coming.* Tina thought to herself five hours later.
The young vixen gave a contented sigh as yet another pair of boys latched
on to be permanently transformed into her slaves. At about 3600 new drones
an hour, she had already bonded 19,000 boys and it was only 1:00 p.m.
The voluptuous red head knew that what she was doing was totally unprecedented.
Before her, the largest number of men a woman had bonded was 47, a record
established by Queen Katherine of Bavaria in 1638 before she ascended to
the throne. In order to bond with so many, Katherine had used forced bonding
as was common among powerful noblewomen of the time. Tina had managed to
obliterate the record, yet all of her victims had come willingly, blinded
with lust by the beautiful girl's overripe body.

Either Tina's milk had grown more efficient or she had gotten even better at
bonding, because she was finding that she needed less and less milk to dominate
the approaching boys as time wore on. Her huge boobs had been getting fuller
since the morning and were now nearly 90% full even when she was converting
boys to her thralls as quickly as she could. The hours continued to tick by,
eating away the afternoon and pressing on into the evening. At 8, the stream
of supplicants began to thin and by 9 it had turned to a trickle. When Tina
finally pulled her bonding dress back up to settle it around her overwhelming
breasts, it was 9:20 and she had bonded nearly 50,000 boys.

The green eyed vixen smiled, her perfect red lips forming a self satisfied
smirk. She had known she was amazing at everything she had tried. She had
know she was breathtakingly sexy even when she didn't try. She just hadn't
expected that actually trying to seduce boys en-mass would be so effective.

"Ken, make sure everyone knows where we'll be spending our bonding leave. I've
emailed you the details, but you'll have to charter some extra flights. It
should be affordable if everyone chips in." She said, before walking off to
slid into the waiting limo.

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