 Educational Endowments
      
      Disclaimer: this story contains themes of an adult nature and so if you are easily offended or under age then stop reading now or it may warp your fragile little mind. This story contains breast expansion; featuring mind control and domination.
      
      Prologue
       Head Master Neville Trent was interviewing the new candidate for English master, it was just one week before the start of the new year and the applicant list was thin. But this wasn't worrying him at the moment, for at this particular moment he was trying to keep his blood pressure from bursting the top of his head off. This was due to the young, tall and beautiful woman sitting opposite him at his desk in his office, her qualifications looked perfect and even her bag seemed full of books. But what really had him trying to hold on to his memory that he had been happily married this past forty-five years and that he was old enough to be her father; was her bust, though he was rapidly coming to the decision that that word wasn't enough to describe the size of her frontage; they were like two exercise balls, the kind he'd seen advertised on late night infomercials, squeezed into her sleeveless suit jacket. And then there was her perfume after a few seconds in his office she had filled it with the scent of melons, he was certain it was melons, this only made him think more about her jacket and how she wasn't wearing a shirt under it and how he could see nearly all of her massive cleavage as her breasts projected about 26 inches off her torso.
      "I'm sorry, what were you saying Miss Mountjoy?" he asked as he came back from one of the many private thoughts he had had since she had squeezed her glorious orbs through his door and taken a seat in front of him.
      "I said 'I would like to start as soon as possible'. After all if I am going to stay then I will need time to sort through my lesson schedules and plan ahead." Miss Mountjoy repeated in a soft but firm tone, she was used to this reaction; she found that she had to repeat herself sometimes but she would in the end get what she wanted.
      "Eer… Yes, thank you Miss Mountjoy. Welcome to the staff, I hope you settle in nicely." He said offering his hand across the desk to shake hers, strange he didn't remember offering her the position, but he must have.
       Miss Mountjoy stood up and leaned over his desk, taking his hand and shaking, however she made sure her huge chest pressed into his desk; making her cleavage rise and fill his view.
      "Thank you Mr Trent, I will see myself out." She smiled, picked up her bag and left.
      His eyes followed her all the way out, that perfume, that body; he'd have to take many cold showers before he would forget them.
      
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      Part One
       It was the start of a new year at B.E.U. and as the students piled into the main hall to sign in on their first day, Scott sat and watched the lines pass. He was 19 and starting the third year of his university studies, he was about 5' 10" with short brown hair, blue eyes, athletically figured and well toned muscles after his years in the school wrestling team. He waited until his friends and girlfriend had signed in, then they all went to the canteen to chat and wait until their classes began after lunch.
       His girlfriend was Denise; a cute girl of 19 also at 5' 9", she had long almost black hair, a pert pair of B cups, a thin waist and a nice bubble butt and shapely thighs. Scott loved her and she returned his affection, he was always faithful but sometimes he had to stop himself from looking at bustier girls, he didn't want Denise to know that he wished she was bigger breasted.
       They waited around, chatted, sorted through their new class timetables and finally left for their respective classes after lunch. Scott followed Denise; they both had English as their first lesson, well in truth Denise had the subject, Scott had only signed up for it so he could ask her out the first day he'd seen her, three years ago when he'd first started University. But with her help he was making through the subject alright, but after the last teacher had retired, at the end of last year, he was hope they didn't get a hard-arse or his scores would fail him.
       All the students were waiting and chatting in the classroom before their new tutor arrived, the room was setup on tiers; getting higher the further to the back of the classroom, each level was wide enough to support a row of desks and chairs. Scott and Denise had taken seats next to each other, about in the middle of the classroom giving them a good view down on the white board and the tutor's desk. Then the door opened and they all turned to look at who was coming in, at first it didn't look like anyone was coming in, then a pair of very large material spheres were being pressed through. The room went quiet as the faster minds recognized what the great orbs were, everyone in the class gapped at the sight of Miss Mountjoy squeezing her breasts through the doorway, followed by the woman herself.
       Like the others Scott and Denise couldn't believe their eyes, they watched in awe as the 6' 2" woman eventually got in, turned sideways to close the door and walked smoothly across the front of the classroom and placed her things on her table.
      "Good afternoon class, my name is Miss Valerie Mountjoy and I will be your new English tutor." She stated in her soft light tones.
      One guy at the back started clapping loudly but soon stopped as everyone else just continued to stare. The class continued in silence as Miss Mountjoy took the register and made herself familiar with her first students, every male in the room was watching her; their eyes glue to her gigantic rack as it wobbled and swayed with every movement she made. Even most of the girls were staring; not knowing if they should admire or fear her for her giant sized breasts. But all the while they could smell her unique perfume, wafting around the room; Scott, like the other lads, found it strangely calming and soon he found her breasts to be less alarming and more natural with each passing minute. Denise and the other girls soon found themselves longing to have bigger boobs, maybe not as big as Miss Mountjoy's but a bit bigger than they currently had none the less.
      Before long the class was over and the guys found it hard to leave, but when reminded; mostly by sharp pokes from their friends and girlfriends, they all left. Miss Mountjoy smiled to herself as the last student left, she was right; she would do very well here, if this class was anything to go by then she would have many young bodies to fill with knowledge. They seemed very responsive to her scent, perhaps she could start their training as early as their next lesson. By the end of the week she would have them in the palm of her hand.
       Every student that had her class that day came away in stunned awe of Miss Mountjoy, not one wondered just how she had gotten so big breasted, not even the staff. The male members of which fell under her spell almost as quickly as the head master, but some of the female staff seemed aggressive to her, she would see to them soon enough. By the end of the day the entire campus was whispering one name 'Miss Mountjoy' and her breasts filled out the rumours as much as they filled out her suit jacket.
      
       The next day was mad; those that hadn't had the chance to see her yesterday were now trying to find ways of passing her classroom just to get a look, the art classes had filled up with passable impressions of her form, either in sketch of basic sculpture, and the smell of her perfume spread.
       Outside Denise was pointedly not talking about Miss Mountjoy, Scott was trying to not think about her naked breasts smothering his head, but they both couldn't help it by first break.
      "Scott, what do you think of Miss Mountjoy?" Denise asked finally.
      Scott had enough of his mind free to recognise the loaded question.
      "She's pretty unique, I have to say I've never seen a figure like hers" he started watching his girlfriend's expression "but if you ask me I'd say it's all too much." He lied expertly. Denise didn't seem to notice his lie as her mind was filled with how flat she looked in comparison.
      "Do you think they're real?" she asked curiously.
      "Real! How can they be?" he replied, this was starting to turn him on, he loved big boobs and having his girl talking about the biggest pair he'd ever seen was hot.
      "Well I was watching… them." At this she gestured with her hands stretched out about two feet from her own chest "And they do move right; I mean they bounce when they should and wobble when they are supposed to." She said.
      "Really, I hadn't noticed." He tried, but she looked him straight in the eyes and raised and eyebrow. "Ok I noticed, how could I not, there like right in your face, even when she's on the other side of the room." He blurted out.
      "So you do like them, I knew you would!" she said, a tear forming in her eye "I've seen you looking at other girls; girls with big tits. You try not to I know, but you still look."
      "Eer… yes but, I don't stray. I never have, I've been faithful. You're the one I asked out, you're the one I'm with, its you, just you, ok?" he responded quickly.
      Denise cleaned her eyes of tears and hugged him "Ok, I know now. Just try to look at me when we're in her class, alright?" she muffled as her head rested against his chest.
       Later that afternoon they had English again, in Miss Mountjoy's room it was hard for Scott to tear his eyes away from her supreme cleavage, but he tried. When Miss Mountjoy had finished the register she handed a pile of books to each front desk, with instructions to take one and pass them back. Soon each pupil had a book; each book was a different novel of about an inch thick. Then she passed out book marks, these she handed out personally making her way to each pupil; to the boys she gave a blue marker, also giving them either a slight bump of her breasts or a clear shot down her vast cleavage. To the girls a pink marker and they got a gentle pat on the hand or a pleasant smile and a friendly bump with her boobs. Scott had nearly a face full of tit as he turned around rapidly from whispering to Denise; Miss Mountjoy blushed playfully and rotated the long way off him, brushing her whole right boob across his face. When she moved away he just sat stunned for a second, then he turned back to Denise ready to plead innocence, but Denise was just staring down at the pink book marker in her hand, Scott turned back to his desk and looked at his blue marker.
       Miss Mountjoy finished handing out and returned to the front of the classroom where she addressed the class.
      "Now students, many of you may have noticed that I am never without a book…" At which point she shook her bust several times and a large red book ascended from her cleavage "I always carry at least one with me at all times…" with the book extracted from between her boobs she opened it and placed it on top of her breasts "I have learned much from books; their power to fill the mind…" she paused and took a deep breath making her bust rise "their ability to broaden our horizons…" another deep breath, this time making her jackets buttons creak "And their longevity in having us carry around their amassed wisdom for the rest of our lives. You may now begin reading." She finished, Scott was sure her bust had visibly swollen, her buttons were really straining and he was sure her breast flesh hadn't over flowed the top of her jacket before, not the way it was doing so now. Despite being turn on by her massive tits, he ignored the huge boner in his trousers as he knew something wasn't right; looking around he saw that everyone else was either picking up their books or reading them already. He picked up his and opened it, but only pretended to read. None of them were talking or doing anything other than reading, true his class mates were usually well behaved, after all they had come to university to learn, but this was weird.
       He tried to get Denise's attention but she wouldn't stop reading and respond, figuring she was still mad at him for getting a face full of giant tit he returned to his pretend reading, occasionally sneaking looks around the class and at Miss Mountjoy who had taken a seat at her desk and was reading too.
       About halfway through the class his eye caught the sight of movement from his far left, looking carefully over his shoulder he had a shock: the movement had come from a flying button, the button had come from the blouse of a girl one row behind him. She had her elbows on her table, the book held up in front of her. But Scott stared between her arms at the stretched blouse, straining to hold in her breasts. Scott knew her and by his reckoning she was no more than a full C, maybe a small D cup. But the mounds of flesh pressing against the inside of her blouse were at least G cups or more, the missing button allowing a three inch gap of creamy cleavage to squeeze past her tight bra and announce itself to the class. But no one else was looking, they just continued reading. Then he heard a pop, it came from his direct left and he turned to look; this was from a girl next to him, his eyes flicked down to her chest and the torn seem of her top and just like the other girl, her breasts had grown too; she had been flat chested but now sported full double D's. Scott gulped and looked carefully around the rest of the room, every girl had bigger boobs; every one of them had gone up at least four or five cup sizes. Finally he looked back at Denise; her bust was stretching the seems of her t-shirt, she had to be at least a double F cup, the strained cups and straps of her bra clearly visible through the material of her tightening t-shirt.
       He watched, dumb founded, the sight of her tightened top transfixing him. Her top, her TIGHTENING top, as stupid as he felt at that moment something in his mind kicked him; she had not just grown, she was growing! All the girls were!
       A subconscious grin snuck onto his face, the realisation of what was happening in the room had his mind locked onto his libido. He continued watching as the girls passed cup size after cup size; their tops growing tighter and in some cases bursting more buttons. Nearing the end of the lesson, Scott was feeling like he was going to explode in his trousers if he didn't get some relief. He wanted to reach out and touch the swollen side of Denise's boob, but he didn't; they looked so tight and firm inside her straining t-shirt, each as big as her head by now, to Scott's eyes they were reaching the triple H range maybe even bigger.
       Finally Miss Mountjoy closed her book, the noise made Scott jump slightly as all the other students copied her a second later. The teacher surveyed her pupils.
      "Very good class, I can see some of you are making fine progress." She stated pleasantly.
      "Thank you Miss Mountjoy." The class chimed in reply.
      Scott mouthed along, staring forward like all the others, praying he wasn't going to be noticed.
      "Very well, I want you to keep you book markers with you at all times, and use it when ever you read, that includes using it in other classes. This is so you can keep a track on how much you've learnt." Miss Mountjoy ordered.
      Scott thought this an odd request, but his other class mates just nodded and started packing up for the end of class, so he did likewise; all the time looking around to see if anyone had noticed the girl's growth. This was a definite no, not one person he could see had noticed so much as a button missing; which were missing from about half the girls in the room as they all now sported melon sized melons on their chests.
       He packed up a made for the exit as quickly as he could without looking like he was fleeing, outside he waited for Denise. He had been one of the first out and had the chance to see nearly every girl as they left, each one made his throbbing boner ache as they bounced past.
      If Scott had looked beyond the girls he might have also noticed that some of the guys were showing signs of changes as well; most noticeable would have been Jim; a skinny lad who usually had his nose in a book or his laptop, as he now had a slightly more muscular tone on his 5' 11" frame.
      Denise was almost the last one out, Scott took her by the hand and led her out of the building, Denise didn't protest as she seemed to still be slightly bedazzled. Other people not from their class stared at Denise's chest and the other girls' chests but Scott didn't stop until they were right across the main yard and into the dorm building.
      "Denise, what happened in there? That was beyond weird!" Scott blurted out when they were in the empty common room.
      "What was weird? Miss just gave us our new books and an assignment, nothing weird about that. Speaking of new, remind me to get some new clothes this weekend. My damn top must have shrunk in the wash or something." She finished while trying to re-arrange her breasts, that were each the size of her head, in her t-shirt that showed signs of wanting to burst at the seems. Scott just stared at her while she did this, his mind full of the fantasies come true; of his beautiful girlfriend with an enormous rack.
      She finally saw him staring almost at the point of drooling.
      "What, never seen a girl touch her tits before?" she mocked coyly "You like them don't you, you like my big soft squeezable boobs, that's why you asked me out that first day, isn't it." She cupped a large breast in each hand and pressed them together; making a large heart shape out of her t-shirt clad boobs. Scott lost control of his libido and rushed Denise, picking her up off the ground he landed the two of them onto one of the big sofas were they groped each other and made out for some time, missing their last lesson entirely. 
       That evening the two of them spent the entire time in Scott's dorm room and from Scott's point of view they had the best sex ever. He couldn't get enough of Denise's huge boobs, and she knew it; teasing him at first and then smothering him in her cleavage. However outside of their room other things were happening: the effect of all the larger breasted girls that had come out of Miss Mountjoy's class that day had sent waves through the university. Firstly the girls had been questioned by their friends, but the girls like Denise seamed to not have noticed their changes. Secondly lots more people had signed up to classes with Miss Mountjoy, whether they were after getting something for themselves or just curious as to what happened in her classes. And thirdly Miss Thunderguss, the girls P.E. trainer was having words with Miss Mountjoy in the teachers lounge.
      "… I tell you that you are an affront to the female sex!" Miss Thunderguss shouted, she was stocky and stood a good foot shorter that Miss Mountjoy so as they were standing directly in front of each other, they were having to look each other in the face over Miss Mountjoy's substantial cleavage. Miss Thunderguss continued "And what's more I won't stand by like the rest…" at this she gestures to the other teachers, most of which are either staying well clear or gazing at the spectacle before them "…as you turn my girls into BIG TITTED BIMBOS LIKE YOU" this line she emphasized by tapping the last half of it's syllables out on the front of Miss Mountjoy's bust with her index finger.
       Miss Mountjoy had been expecting this reaction, she had had plenty of time to workout who she might have problems with and Miss Thunderguss was and easy opponent. She started to move forward, pressing her bust into Miss Thunderguss forcing the woman back.
      "Firstly Miss Thunderguss, you have no say in how I teach my lessons, my students are suffering no hardship from my tuition and you will find that they will perform even better in your Physical Education lessons than students I do not also teach…" By now Miss Mountjoy had pushed Miss Thunderguss so far back that she had hit the wall, but Miss Mountjoy continued to move forward; pressing her breasts ever harder into the woman, until her boobs nearly obscured the small woman from the other teachers view. "… And Miss Thunderguss, big breasted I am, but BIMBO I am not. I'll have you know that my IQ surpasses the combined intelligence of everyone in this room…" at this point Miss Thunderguss was finding it hard to breathe in the smothering embrace "…So I suggest you acquire the correct facts before you make an accusation in future." As the P.E. trainer started to turn blue, Miss Mountjoy leant her face closer so only the two of them could hear what she said next "Because if you stand in my way again little woman, I will finish what I have started here." For unmistakable clarity she gave the woman a hefty final squish with her huge breasts, then released her and left the room.
       Miss Mountjoy knew it was harsh to nearly crush the woman, but she had seen she was a bully from the first time she had met her, and Miss Mountjoy had dealt with them in the past. Fear rules the bullies mind and Miss Mountjoy knew she was more than three times a match for Miss Thunderguss, but her point had been made and all of them had seen it, she foresaw no more opposition from now on, her plan was working out nicely. She summoned her driver on her phone and moments later a beefy short man arrived in a large people carrier, she slid open the side door and climbed in, as the door closed again she requested "Home please André." and the car drove away.
      
      End of part 1
	  
      Part 2
      
      Part Two
       Friday morning Scott awoke to find Denise already up and sitting on his couch reading the last few pages of her book whilst wearing only her knickers, her full round breasts covering her chest; which were now bigger than they had been yesterday. Scott gazed longingly at her as she read, his boner rising in his boxers. Denise finished the last page, closing the book she put her pink book mark to one side and then looked up at Scott.
      “Well someone’s happy to see me this morning.” She stated, raising her eyebrows at the tent in his underwear.
      “Oh, yeah, sorry. It’s just your… um, I just can’t get over your… just how big your…” he stuttered and mumbled.
      Denise looked down at her boobs, then raised her face back to his and stood up slowly. Gently caressing her hands over the vast orbs of her breasts, she sexily walked towards him, stopping only when the nine inches of projected breast flesh bumped into him. 
      Scott finally looked up from the acre of cleavage before him and up into Denise’s bright green eyes, he mentally shook himself and re-examined the sight before him. He wasn’t imagining it; he actually had to tilt his head slightly upwards to look her in the eyes.
      “Denise, are you wearing high heels?” He asked quietly. She looked puzzled at this odd question for a second; obviously she was expecting a different response to her sexy moves.
      “No, I don’t were heels, you know that.” She answered.
      “But you’re taller than me, by a good inch or so.” Scott stated, looking her up and down.
      “Well yes I suppose so, but that’s never bothered you before…” Denise started.
      “But I was taller than you yesterday.” Scott cut across, his voice raised slightly.
      “Don’t be silly; people don’t change height over night. Besides I remember you always being shorter than me; I think it makes you look cute anyway, that’s one of the reasons I started dating you, that and fact you couldn’t take your eyes off me.” Denise finished and gave him a big hug; pressing her boobs into his chest.
       When she let him go he walked away; absorbed in his thoughts and taking a seat on the sofa. Denise stared at him with a look of bewilderment on her face; he had never resisted her advances before.
      “What’s wrong Scott, don’t you want me?” She asked.
      “Yes of course I do, you’re hotter than ever. Its just your changes are starting to worry me.” He replied after a short pause.
      “What changes? I not getting taller, did you consider you might be shorter? And last night you acted like my tits were wrong or something. Ok, I know my tits are on the large side, but I thought that you were a boob-guy, and I thought we had something special, well do we?” She answered back, her voice slowly rising in volume.
      “Ok, ok, enough. Of course we have something special, I must be wrong, got my facts jumbled or something. I don’t want to fight, you mean far too much to me.” Scott said, trying to defuse the situation. He knew now that what ever was causing her growth was also altering her mind; distorting her memories, making her believe that she wasn’t changing at all, so he dropped the subject.
       Denise calmed down almost instantly, which was unusual again; in the past she would remain in a huff for hours. But this time she just leant forward, kissed him on the cheek and bounced off to the bedroom to get dressed. Moments later however he heard a groan of annoyance from the bedroom, followed by a loud rip.
      “What was that?” He called out.
      “Just my stupid old t-shirt, it’s burst at the seams. Can I borrow one of your shirts?” Came Denise’s reply.
      “Sure, just don’t rip them, ok.” He called back.
      “Also have you finished your book?” She asked.
      “No, I can’t seem to get along with it, why?” He responded.
      “Well I’ve finished mine; it was quite good, if you want we can swap, I feel in the mood to read some more. What do you say?” Denise asked.
      “Sure, what ever you want. It’s in my bag, help yourself.” He answered her, not really paying attention.
      Her burst t-shirt didn’t surprise him; it was near bursting yesterday and if she was indeed bigger this morning then it must have been too much for it. This made him wonder what the other girls would be going through this morning, which made his boner ache in his boxers, but he didn’t pay attention to it either.
       For at that point he had made his mind up; to find out what was going on at his university! Despite how amazingly hot and sexy it was for making his girlfriend and however many more girls. He may not know ‘what’ or ‘how’ as yet, but he could pick a ‘who’; Miss Valerie Mountjoy, she had the answers he was sure.
       Just then Denise appeared around the door to the bedroom, asking him to help her pick a top to wear, she was completely naked and a gleam of mischief in her eyes. Scott’s libido roared inside his head and ordered his body to respond, making him almost run into the bedroom, collecting Denise on the way.
       Twenty-five minutes later the two had finished, dressed and gone to their respective form rooms for morning registration. The faint smell of melons now infused the whole campus and Scott found his mind feeling lighter and calmer. He arrived a little late to his form room but found the form tutor was not there yet either, but what grabbed his attention more was the other girls from English class; there were six other girls in his form class of 31 that took English and it was clear to everyone that they too had grown somewhat. Two girls were as big breasted as Denise had been yesterday, one was as big as Denise was now and two were a bit bigger again; all were getting quite a bit of attention from the other class mates, boy and girls alike. But the last girl was quite different indeed; she was sitting in the corner by the window, reading a book intently. Evidently she had spurned or ignored the others advances, but her bust was huge; so big that she was resting her book in her cleavage just like Miss Mountjoy did. Scott was trying to gauge her size, getting only as far as beach balls when the door opened and in walked the form tutor carrying two boxes.
      “Sorry I’m late class, but I’ve just been in a briefing with the headmaster.” The tutor announced as he went to his desk and placed the two boxes down on it. “A new Study is starting today into the reading habits of university students; it is to see just how much you read in an average week. Don’t worry you won’t have to read anymore than you normally do…” He stated quickly as some people made groaning noises “…It is just part of a study taking place this term. Its easy to do…” at this he opened the boxes and took a blue bookmark out of one and held it up for all to see “…you just make a mark in each small box printed on the back of these bookmarks when you read and finish a book, there is no need to write your names on them as it is a blind study. Everyone is to have one and I know some of you from English class have them already, so when I call out your name you are to come and get a bookmark if you don’t already have one.” He finished and then started calling out the register.
       One by one Scott watched his whole class got a bookmark of their own; blue for the boys and pink for the girls. Well now he had a pretty good guess as to the ‘what’ doing it. 
      “It’s these damn bookmarks!” he thought to himself.
      But as for ‘how’ he needed to find out more, he had to ask Miss Mountjoy, just what was she up to?
       By first break every student Scott had seen in and between his first two classes had a bookmark. Trying not to, he had watched the girls starting to expand; their supple breasts pressing out against their tightening tops and sometimes bursting buttons. Now he wandered the grounds, watching and observing the other students on break; nearly all of the girls had books out, so did most of the guys. Then a dash of movement caught his eye; a blond girl was running across the courtyard towards the dorms. What made him really notice was that she was carrying an arm full of books, yet her chest was no more than a C cup. Could she be immune or have resisted Miss Mountjoy like him?
       He chased after her, his athletic figure letting him catch her up by the second set of doors in the dorms.
      “Hey, wait up; I want to ask you something.” He called out.
       She stopped in the common room, a half dozen people looked up from their books and Scott had to make himself focus on the blond so as not to stare at the growing cleavages in the room.
      “What do you want?” she asked a little peevishly.
      “Can we go some where more private? I think you and I have something in common.” Scott answered quietly. She gave him a look of shock and then annoyance.
      “What do you mean?” she replied mean-fully.
      Scott pointed subtly around the room at the other girls and their large tits, then at the now doting guys around them, next at the blonds’ books and finally at her normal sized chest.
      “I think you know what I mean, don’t worry I’m not using my bookmark either.” He said quietly. She nodded and led him out of the common room and up to her dorm room. After locking the door and checking her room mate wasn’t in, the blond introduced herself.
      “Hi, I’m Hannah. So you too noticed the.” she held her hands out about a foot in front of her chest.
      “Yeah, it’s happening to my girlfriend as well; her chest is bigger than her head.” Scott replied.
      “Wow, my room mate is getting bigger too. I know it’s got something to do with that ‘Mountjoy’ woman…” Hannah started “…have you seen her…” she faded out and blushed.
      “Its ok you can use the word, it’s not like I haven’t seen them. I was there for her first class, though the only thing I can remember with any real clarity was her enormous boobs straining in that suit jacket of hers.” Scott stated with a smile.
      Hannah still blushing said “You do like them though, don’t you. I can see it on your face; I reckon you love it that your girlfriend is growing an enormous pair too.”
      Scott didn’t want to say yes, so he just nodded bashfully.
      “But I bet you haven’t noticed that the boys are changing as well!” She finished as her blush faded away.
      Scott turned to her out of his huge boob day-dream “What, how?”
      “They’re getting bulkier, you see there was this skinny guy; Jim, he must have been in one of her early classes too, because now he looks like he’s spent the last six years lifting weights and I swear he is dumber now too. Over the last few days I’ve watched him, he would always be reading something smart and mind challenging. But today he was reading a trashy love novel, something is wrong here.” Hannah answered.
      “Wow, I hadn’t seen that.” He replied in awe; the thought of muscle-bound nerds was a little disturbing “But I have seen other changes in the girls; I think the first ones to grow bigger boobs are also getting taller. My Denise is at least 5’ 11” maybe even six foot now, but yesterday she was only 5’ 9”. But when I questioned her about the changes, she was of the firm belief that she has always been like it.” Scott stated quickly, this chance to talk to someone who also saw what he had was really helping him.
      “Really! They are getting taller as well, that is worrying. You see I had a theory last night that Miss Mountjoy is turning the girls into copies of herself. That perfume of hers is a weapon too; I saw her control a whole class with it yesterday.” Hannah said angrily.
      “Yeah it fogs my head too, but I can resist it mostly. Why do you think we aren’t affected like the others?” Scott asked.
      “Well no one is the same, there are bound to be a few that are resistant. Count yourself lucky, I do.” Hannah smiled “The last thing I want is a chest like a couple of balloons.” She smirked; evidently talking about it was helping her too.
      “So what is our next step?” Scott inquired.
      “Well we need answers, I’ve got English last thing today; I’ll question Miss Mountjoy and see if she has an agenda. Meet me in the common room tomorrow morning; I’ll let you know what I find.” Hannah stated.
       Shortly after that break was over and they went their separate ways, Scott now felt a bit better, he had someone to talk to that knew what he knew, things were moving forward, soon they would have answers.
       He got to his next lesson on time, it was math; a subject he did well in, but when he saw his tutor he nearly flipped. Miss Tinnums was 5’ 2” with mousy brown hair, thin and about three years older than them, this was her first teaching job and the class liked her easy-going attitude, but now she had TITS!
       Scott stared at her basket ball sized boobs sitting high and firm in her cashmere sweater, a good six inches of cleavage showing over the V neck. Somehow she had gotten hold of a bookmark as well, was Miss Mountjoy making everyone have one?
      “Now class we’re going to work on high level equations today, so take a new book and turn to page 94 to start with.” She stated as she wrote page numbers on the board, Scott couldn’t help noticing that her breasts were wiping off the lower text.
      “I want you all to take out your new bookmarks and use them to follow the line in your textbooks, don’t worry I’ve been through them this morning and they shouldn’t be that hard, but if you want any help just call me over.” She finished.
       Scott turned to the page a looked at the text; it only had one question on it, but the equation covered the whole page, he could follow the first part mostly, but after that he was lost.
      “Ok, who has the first answer?” Miss Tinnums asked after she finished writing on the board and turned to face the class; chalk dust smeared over the front of her firm sweater clad tits.
       Instantly three girl’s hands went up, the tutor pointed at one and she answered correctly. It wasn’t hard to see that the girl was well read; Scott thought she had to be a triple M cup or more, her t-shirt was so tight he thought it would explode any second.
      “Ok, did anyone not get it?” Miss Tinnums asked and Scott and a few other boys raised their hands.
      “Well lets read through it then.” She stated “Remember to use your bookmarks to follow the line. The rest of you can move on to the next questions.”
      Scott had no choice but to use his bookmark, he had seated himself near the front and Miss Tinnums was watching him, the small group all read aloud the equation, stopping occasionally as the tutor explained parts, but the more they read the more Scott didn’t understand, while all around him the girls continued.
      The rest of the lesson just got more confusing for Scott, in all his group covered only three questions, where as the others completed at least twenty. Causing a considerable amount of growth for the girls, who took it all for granted that they should have breasts that spontaneously burst free of their tops and spread out over their desks. By the end of the lesson not one girl in the class was able to cover their boobs; each one now sporting beach ball sized melons, however Scott missed their growth as his mind felt shot.
      Finally it was over and he left for lunch, his head was spinning and his body felt tight in his clothes, absent mindedly bumping into a few of the huge breasted girls on the way out. It wasn’t until he was half way to the canteen that his mind cleared enough for him to feel the change, catching his reflection in a window he quickly examined himself; he was a bit beefier, his arms and legs had definitely grow more muscle on them. He grinned and strutted a little more, liking the new him.
      “Maybe I could stand to have a little more of this, a bit more muscle would suit me fine.” He thought to himself.
       Grabbing some food he sat eating and looking around the room for Denise, the shear quantity of over grown sweater meat in the canteen was hard to pass over; apparently every girl was doing her best to use the bookmarks. When he looked past them though he noticed the guys for the first time, Hannah was right; nearly all of the boys were as buff as or more than he was. And they seamed to be hanging around the girls more than usual, at first he thought it was out of some sort of basic bravado or something, but then he studied their behaviour and interaction with the girls and saw that they were acting like pets; one girl clearly had her guy doing what ever she wanted and he was doing it without complaint.
       This was getting too much, he re-search the room for Denise, only finding a few of her girl friends, they told him the she was spending the lunch time in the library so he left to go find her. As he made for the library his mind raced through scenarios of what was happening in the canteen and what might happen if the situation continues, so he totally failed to consider the image that was about to confront him in the library.
       Going through the double doors into the library was like hitting a wall of scent, the low smell of melons permeating the university grounds was nothing to the all consuming aroma in here, as Scott could almost taste melon in the air. When his mind adjusted his eyes nearly shot out on storks, the library was full of girls and female staff. Everyone of them had huge breasts, so big that their tops must have burst; nipples and breast flesh were everywhere and growing. Scott gapped at a girl reading a book at rapid speed as her breasts literally spread over the table approaching the size of large over filled beanbags.
       He only stopped watching when something soft bumped his shoulders from behind, turning around he came face to boob with Miss Mountjoy.
      “It is Scott, is it not?” She inquired looking down at him between her bulging cleavage. Scott gulped and stepped back, Miss Mountjoy had grown somewhat since the last time he had seen her; her height had definitely increased, to over six and a half feet. Her breasts had swollen too; each now pressing on four feet across and straining the last button on her jacket, while above and below the jackets hemlines breast fresh escaped at all angles.
      “Well, speak up boy. I can not hear you if you are going to mumble down there.” She stated leaning forward and making her jacket creak and groan as it strained to contain her chest.
      “Eer… Yes Miss” Scott replied, trying to look her in the face and not at her metre of deep cleavage now facing him.
      “Good, follow me.” Miss Mountjoy said finally after she looked him up and down critically.
       She led him through the shelves and over to the study area of the library, as they walked Scott looked around at the groups of readers; most were just huge breasted girls but some had a few guys in, though they weren’t reading much, one was even acting as a cradle for a girls chest to rest on, the others were just like the ones in the canteen; staring Dow-eyed at their girl waiting for the next order.
       It was strange; a back part of his mind wanted the freedom to let Denise control him too, but the front part of his mind screamed to remain in control and to fight the power of the boobs.
       Miss Mountjoy finally stopped at the side of a study booth and gestured for him to walk past her and take a seat, his legs moved on their own but stopped when he saw who else was sitting in there. It was Denise, and sitting wasn’t really right, spreading out would be better. Denise was nearly obscured by her giant naked swelling breasts, each bigger than the rest of her body and covering the desk entirely. On top were perched three books that she seamed to be reading simultaneously, Scott was nearly in total shock as he watched her breasts slowly spreading out towards him.
       Miss Mountjoy gave a polite cough and Denise saw them for the first time, Denise shot to her feet, standing as tall as Miss Mountjoy and making a tearing sound come from somewhere behind her bust down around her legs, her chest rocked slightly as she moved but otherwise stayed where it was, the books slipping into her valley of cleavage.
      “Denise I have found your boyfriend, he seams lost. Be a dear and keep and eye on him, you wouldn’t want him to get lost again. Get him to read to you, that usually calms them down.” Said Miss Mountjoy as though she had just caught a lost puppy and handed it back to its owner.
      “Yes Miss, I’ve nearly finished the complete study on quantum physics. What would you want me to study next?” Denise replied, without even looking at Scott.
      “I think that will do for today, when Scott has finished reading to you, you may have the rest of the afternoon to yourself, by then he should be able to help you with what ever you want.” Miss Mountjoy smiled and placing a hand on Scott’s shoulder she pushed him towards Denise, then she left them.
      “Well you’ll have to climb over if you want a seat you little scallywag…” Denise said as she rested her arms on the top of her boobs “…these tiny booths are barely big enough for one.”
       Scott looked at the six-seater booth and mentally shook his head while looking at her immense breasts “But you’re so…” he stammered.
      Denise looked down and arched her eyebrows at what she thought he meant “Oh, your shirt. Yeah sorry about that, it just gave up in Biology class this morning; I think I’ve still got the bits if you want them?” she offered.
       As Scott’s mind filled with the image of his old shirt bursting apart due to Denise’s breast growth, he hardly noticed as she leant over and half lifted and half helped him climb over her bust and put him down in the corner. Now he was pinned in by her bust and the wall, Denise beamed down at him; as the top of his head was only level with her shoulders now. Vaguely he became aware she was talking to him.
      “I said ‘did you finish your book yet?’ well did you?” Denise asked her tone of voice making it sound like she knew he hadn’t.
      “Eer… no, not yet.” He answered faintly; his mind was focused on the side of the orb of flesh that was nearly filling his field of view. 
       Denise tutted and took out his book that Miss Mountjoy had given them to read and made him read it, keeping him concentrated and focused on the page while making him use his bookmark to follow the line of text. It took him all afternoon to finish the book, but he didn’t notice the time pass, his mind was almost blank as he read page after page. Neither he nor Denise noticed his changing body, but from an on lookers point of view Scott was becoming more muscular and at the same time shrinking in stature. By the end of the book Scott was barely five foot tall, but he looked as though he could lift a small car, his clothes sat tightly across his muscles and loose around his feet.
       Scott’s world faded into a daze of huge boobs and the scent of melons, whatever thoughts he had just disappeared, replaced by the desire to please his woman and do what ever she wanted. 
      
      End of part 2
	  
	  Part Three
      
       Scott woke up in his bed; the only thing he could remember about the evening or night before was trying to please Denise, vague images of her massive boobs as they made love, fleeting scenes of him cradling his huge bust as they had made their way back to the dorms and making love again, and again all night. He tried to move and found his arm was trapped under something heavy but soft, turning his head to see what it was Scott bumped his nose into a giant boob. With a gulp of recognition he sees that it is Denise’s breast, pulling gently he retrieved his arm out from under her and climbed silently out of bed, all the while his eyes are locked onto Denise’s 6’ 5” body as he stepped back to take her all in. She made his dorm room look quite small, especially as her breasts didn’t fit under the bedcovers and had spread across most of the bed. Scott left Denise sleeping and crossed the room to the small basin and mirror to wash his face and clear his head, the room smelt of melons, just like most of the university now and he could swear it was getting to him and clouding his mind worse than before.
      As he walked across the room he realised he was naked, then he saw his new muscles, in shock he checked the rest of himself and nearly gasped when he look between his legs; his dick was huge, reaching most of the way down his thigh. His balls were bigger too, almost the size of tennis balls. His arm reach out for the light switch but only found wall, looking away from his privates he saw that his hand was a good six to eight inches lower than the switch, he didn’t give this much thought and just reached higher to turn on the light, but when he saw that the basin was higher than normal and that he could see less of himself in the mirror than yesterday he started to panic.
      Denise stirred and woke at the noise that Scott made; she wiped her eyes and sat up, her huge boobs rolling forward into her lap, as she looked over them to see what her darling little man was up to.
      “What’s up Scott?” she asked after seeing him freaking out.
      “What! Can’t you see, I’m shrinking!” He blurted as he ran his hands through his hair, “Look, my shoes don’t fit anymore, my feet fall right out.” He finished.
      “The stitching probably gave out, that’s all. Just get another pair, it’s Saturday we could go to the mall, I’ve got to get some new clothes anyway, maybe I could pick you out a ‘little’ something.” She grinned wickedly.
       Getting up Denise stretched and walked over to Scott, he gapped at her naked form; she was nearly a foot and a half taller than him now, this made her breasts look even bigger, to him they were at over four foot across each and they sat full and proud on her chest like inflated balloons, Scott’s mind gauge hers to be even bigger than Miss Mountjoy’s boobs. Gently she bumped him with her bust, pressing him against the wall, her nipples at the height of his shoulders. He was already erect when she reached under her bust and put her hand on his member; grinning mischievously Denise knelt and guided his cock between her breasts, slowly she rode her giant tits up and down his shaft, Scott found his arms cradling her huge boobs and assisting in her movements. Wafts of the melon scent burst from every one of her pours, Scott’s mental powers faded into nothingness as Denise brought him to climax.
       Scott lost track of time, the next thing he knew he was dressed and walking outside, but his view was mostly of the ground. This was due to him being lent over at the waist; his arms were stretched out to either side, holding two large and heavy objects on his back. Looking down past his legs he saw those of Denise’s right behind him, with a shock he knew what he was doing. He was walking, bent double and carrying Denise’s huge boobs like some sort of pack mule. This realisation hit him so hard that he lost his footing and stumbled to the ground, this caused Denise to loose balance and fall on top of him as well.
      With a sound of ripping material Scott finally escaped the boob cavern of Denise’s cleavage, erupting up between her breasts and bursting her last barely fitting shirt top. Denise was furious with Scott, while her girlfriends that had been walking alongside were laughing their heads off. They too were well over six foot each, with huge boobs almost as large as Denise’s and also had their ‘boyfriends’ carrying their immense frontages.
      “Why did you drop me like that?” Denise shouted as him, with her size difference over him she was quite intimidating, Scott backed up; squeezing out from between her tits. “Just look at my top; its ruined.” She growled pointing at her tattered garment. Getting to her feet she stood tall and arched her back; emphasizing her disapproval of his behaviour and temporarily loosing sight of him as her mammoth bare breasts bounced back and forth. “If you’re going to behave like a fool then I won’t take you to the mall. Now go back to my dorm room and wait there until I get back, and just think about what you’ve done little man.” She finished pointing with her out reached finger to the dormitories; the cloud of melon scented air coming off the girls was too powerful for him and he started heading back to her room while the girls and their carriers continued on to the mall, Denise borrowing an already over stretched cardigan from one of the other girls to wrap around her naked chest.
      Halfway back Scott’s mind cleared and he was wondering what to do when he remembered he had to meet Hannah in the common room this morning. It was nearly 10:30am and he ran to the common room, when he got there it was empty except for two girls reading thick books on physics; their chests were each the size of beach balls, but to Scott’s eyes they were only quarter of the size of Denise’s mammoth globes. With no Hannah in sight Scott had no choice but to ask someone where she was, so forcing his eyes to remain locked only on the two girl’s faces he asked if they knew Hannah and were she might be. Both girls knew of Hannah and told him where her dorm was, but they both also asked him to stay and attend to them awhile, it took all his will to apologise and say no, but when the taller of the two stood up, her breasts bobbing nicely and walked towards him, Scott made a dash for the door and ran.
      Three flights up he stopped running, Scott knew it was a close thing; those two girls almost had him under their power, but he had escaped. Now he just had to find Hannah’s room and see what she had found out yesterday.
      Five minutes later Scott stood outside Hannah’s door, he knocked and waited, a moment later the door opened a small crack and a soft light voice asked “Yes, who is it?” The voice had an accent so he knew it wasn’t Hannah.
      “Oh, Hi, I was looking for Hannah… I must have the wrong room, sorry.” He replied.
      “No, this is her room too. Are you her study partner?” the soft female voice asked, Scott tried to see who he was talking to but all he could make out was her pale green eye looking at him through the crack in the door.
      “Eer… yes, that’s me, Scott. Can I come in; I need to see her please.” He answered, figuring Hannah must have told the roommate that he might come by.
      The girl the other side nodded and opened the door, staying behind it as she did so. Scott walked in and instantly saw that Hannah wasn’t there, then he felt something wrong, the door closed behind him with an ominous click of the latch and he spun to see the girl and his eyes landed on an Asian goddess.
      The girl was 5’ 10”, nine inches taller than him. Her clear Japanese heritage giving her long straight and near black hair; it flowed past her shoulders and down her back. Bright pale skin, and now he could see them clearly he saw her bright green eyes gazing at him hungrily. After taking in the beauty of her face, Scott’s eyes shot to the ground where they looked at her small feet, then up her bare long slender legs, to her hips and pert butt clad in a pair of cream hot-pants, over her narrow naked waist and to her torso. This however he couldn’t see too much of at all due to her huge breasts; each were two foot across, and straining the material of a black T-shirt she was wearing. Scott knew he was trapped; his only chance was for Hannah to return and rescue him from her roommate.
      “Hi, I’m Sukie, what’s my roommate studying with you then?” she asked as she walk towards him slowly, her boobs wobbling under the t-shirts material, Scott held his ground but soon wished he hadn’t, Sukie didn’t stop until her huge breasts were pushing into him so her hands could reach his face, gently she tilted his face upwards to look into hers as she continued “I’ve been studying the history of engineering, so far I’ve gotten through all that the Greeks and Romans invented.” As to emphasize the fact she breathed in deeply; making her chest rise considerably around Scott’s face. “Next I’m starting on the industrial revolution, sounds fun huh? Do you want to study with me until Hannah returns? I could really use a strong little man like you to help me.” Sukie grinned as her breast flesh wafted the scent of melon into his face.
      Scott’s failing defences crumbled against the steamroller effect of her boobs; before he knew it his was sitting next to her on her bed, surrounded by books, plans and schematics of machines invented during the industrial revolution.
      “Ok Scott, I need you to help me find the reference sheets when I call for them, as I’m finding it a little difficult to spot them today.” Sukie said. Scott nodded he could see why; the girl’s chest didn’t let her see anything directly in front of her. “That’s kind of you, to make it a bit easier I’ll have two books up here on my chest.” She finished and place two large books on her chest; one atop each massive boob, Scott was surprised at just how firm they were; the heavy books barely pressed down her boobs at all, and then she put a pink bookmark on each, grinning again she looked at Scott and said “I’ve just been borrowing Hannah’s bookmark for a while, seeing as she’s not using it at the moment, they help me keep track in each book. Ok lets start.” She finished as she opened the books and started reading at an astonishing pace.
      Scott stared open jawed as the girl read both books simultaneously, spending no more than ten seconds a page. Soon she was calling for the reference sheets and Scott dived about finding and passing then to her, more then once he bumped his head on one of her boobs as he moved passed her; this would cause her bust to wobble and she would have to let it settle before continuing her reading. It wasn’t long before Scott saw the effect of her studying; slowly he could see her black T-shirt stretching tighter and tighter around her swelling breasts, stress lines grew at the seems and more and more flesh was appearing out the bottom and spreading over her lap. He could tell she was getting taller too; her legs were lengthening and her thighs and butt were filling out with enough muscle to support her inflating breasts.
      By the end of the second pair of books her T-shirt could hold on no more; with a loud rip it burst its seems, letting her three foot spherical boobs bounce free on her lap.
      “Oh! Excuse me… oh this is embracing. I don’t know how that’s happened? It fit me fine this morning.” Sukie blushed as she tried and failed to pull the tattered remains of the top over her bare nipples, the scent of melon now filling the room. Scott could only beam like a fool and shake his head in wonderment.
      “You don’t mind if I continue, I’m really getting into these books, it’s just that I don’t have anymore tops left, they all seam to be too small somehow, I just can’t imagine how they’ve shrunk.” Sukie commented. Scott grinned stupidly and shrugged his shoulders in a gesture of ‘who cares’. She stood up in front of him and took off the remains of her top. Scott looked up at her now 6’ 4” frame, her boobs were getting so big that he had to step back or she would smother him in this small dorm room.
      Sukie looked down at him over her huge valley of bare cleavage before her; being as she was now a good 15 inches taller than him, the curve of her expanded breasts was causing some amusing visual impairment for her and she giggled lightly to herself as she looked down at Scott’s awed expression. The girl’s giggling made her huge breasts bounce and jiggle on her chest and Scott felt compelled to hold and support them in his arms, this he did.
      “Thank you, its kind of you to support me.” She smiled slyly.
       Her expression changed and Scott became aware that a hunger for knowledge was not the only thing this girl desired. Scott released her bust and stepped back further, falling over onto Hannah’s bed. Sukie advanced on him; an amorous look of lust in her eyes. With Scott lying on his back she leant forward and pinned him down with her huge boobs, Scott could feel their weight pressing him down and the mattress squishing under them both. Sukie leant in as close as she could get; this made her face about a foot from his, due to the mass of her tit flesh in the way.
      “You know, I thought you were cute when I opened the door to you.” She whispered “But now I think you’re hot, and I know you like me too.” She somehow pressed her tits into him further and he felt one of her hands reach under her chest, unzip his jeans and rub his throbbing member. “Mmm, you are a big boy aren’t you.” She grinned “Does this little man want to put his big cock between my tits?” Sukie asked rhetorically as she pulled out his large boner and squeezed it up between her three foot wide funbags.
      Scott had no power to stop the large girl doing what she wanted, not that his body minded, but some where deep in his brain he was screaming for escape; he was loyal to Denise, he had never fooled around with other girls whiles dating Denise. But right here and now, with the scent of melons coming from Sukie’s huge boobs right in his face and as she worked his rock hard cock between those huge soft orbs, he was lost.
      Sukie had brought him almost to peak when a knocking came from the door, Sukie quickly got off Scott and grabbed at anything to cover herself, but finding nothing bigger enough to cover her mighty boobs completely. Scott was still lying in a daze on the bed, his mind flooded with the melon scent as the knocking came again.
      “Oh quick, Scott help me.” Sukie panicked as she pulled a blanket off her bed to cover her huge naked chest.
      “Yes, I’ll get the door for you.” Scott said as he got up, his body working on autopilot, controlled by the scent. Still naked from the waste down he opened the door, the fresh air that flew in hit him in the face and instantly snapped him too. Scott looked straight ahead and saw pink; he blinked and focused, then as his eyes realised what they were seeing his body reacted; his monster boner erupted, sending jets of cum into the air and landing on the massive pink clad tits of Miss Tinnums.
      Scott staggered a little in shock as his orgasm subsided, staring up at his Maths tutor: Miss Tinnums was now 6’ 6”, a full 16 inches taller than the other day, and her basket balls sized boobs were now bigger than Sukie’s, they filled the door jam, her pink top wrapped tightly over their expanse, large nipple bumps bulged out at eye level and her usual cashmere cardigan just resting on the sides of her boobs.
      Miss Tinnums looked down at Scott over the curve of her tits, whilst bringing a hand up and over her right breast to wipe some of his cum off her boob.
      “It appears someone is working on extra credit.” She smiled wickedly as she forced her way into the small room; this took some serious strength from what Scott saw, as Miss Tinnums had to squeeze her tits together and duck a little to fit through the doorway.
      When she was in and had closed the door, Scott found the room was quite constricting, with two beds, the 6’ 4” massive breasted Sukie, him and the 6’ 6” giant breasted Miss Tinnums there was little room to move.
      “Miss Tinnums, what brings you here?” Sukie asked as she held a blanket over her front, it didn’t even cover enough of her breasts to hide both of her big nipples.
      “Well I was looking for your roommate, she was supposed to be seeing me today about her course work, but she never turned up, so I came to check on her.” Miss Tinnums said in her soft voice, but all the time she looked down at Scott.
      Scott wanted to escape but Miss Tinnums was in the way and he couldn’t move either now, as Sukie’s bust pressed against him from behind and the scent of melons was once again filling the room.
      “I… I was just helping Sukie with her… studies.” was all he could say.
      Miss Tinnums smile widened and she looked over to Sukie for the first time and said “Well I’m sure you wouldn’t mind if I helped you too, after all I may help you get a different view on things.”
      Sukie nodded in agreement and dropped the towel, which slide off her bust and hit Scott before finally landing on the floor.
      “And please call me Amada. I feel it’s always good to be informal when in a study group.” Then she looked back down at Scott again “Its Scott isn’t it, well do me a favour and help me lift off this top, you’ve made it all sticky, and it has to come off.” Amada finished as she took a small step forward, bring her bust to within an inch of his nose. Scott’s muscles made light work of tugging the tight and sticky top off Amada’s giant breasts, she pulled it off over her head and dropped it on the floor along with her cardigan, and with a gesture to Sukie the two moved closer together, pressing Scott between their huge breasts and moaning softly at the sensations it caused.
       Scott was caught in between their mighty breasts; wafts of melon scented the air so rapidly that within seconds Scott’s mind became so clouded he had no will of his own.
      “Well I can see you have been studying ‘hard’.” Amada stated as she looked into Sukie’s eyes and squeezed her breasts harder together; mashing Scott deeper into her cleavage.
      “Yes Mi… Amada, Scott has been helping me; he’s so helpful and strong. We were just going to take a short break, would you care to join us?” Sukie asked, pressing her huge tits just as firmly against Scott and Amada.
      Both of the big women smiled wickedly as they looked down and the trapped Scott between their tits as he struggled just to breathe.
       Amada broken the booby-trap and sat back on Hannah’s bed as Sukie followed by sitting back on hers, in the small dorm room this still meant their huge busts were touching, but lower and at less pressure. Scott found himself up to his navel in breast flesh until Sukie parted her cleavage and beckoned him to her. Scott waded through her cleavage until his hard cock bumped against her wet sex, Sukie guided him in with her hand and he started to thrust back and forth.
      First he pleasured Sukie and then Amada took him, Scott’s mind drifted away as his body performed for the huge breasted giantesses over and over again. Time and sensation lost all meaning for Scott as his body worked to pleasure two big women.
      
       Later Scott came too as he was walking down a dormitory corridor, his head and legs were woolly and he felt more spent than ever. Checking himself over he found all he was wearing was his socks and boxers; and they barely contained his large thigh length manhood. Glancing at his watch he saw it was nearly 5pm, with an intake of breath he realised Denise would be back from the shops by now and she had told him to be in her dorm room.
       Running out of the dorm and into the courtyard, he recognised where on campus he was and started to head towards Denise’s dorm building. Being a weekend there weren’t as many people out and about as on a week day, but those he did see almost stopped him in awe; there wasn’t a woman under 6’ 4”, or that had a bust smaller than a pair of over inflated beach balls, most sporting a pair of four foot wide fleshy globes barely contained in a failing top. Whilst he was by far the tallest male; his mere 5’1” stature had him a head taller than most other guys he pasted, but their muscles and manhood’s were bigger than his. What he saw started to make him panic, and he forced his mind to think of other things.
       Then he started to wonder where Hannah might be, she didn’t seem to be the type to be flaky and not tell him in someway that she couldn’t make it. The last thing she had said was that she was going to confront Miss Mountjoy and ask her if she had anything to do with the changes.
       Suddenly as if beckoned by his thoughts he saw the unmistakeable shape of Miss Mountjoy entering the science block, changing direction he turned to follow her. As carefully as he could he tracked her, until he saw her duck and squeeze her massive breasts into the main chemistry lab. Scott approached slowly, resisting the scent of melon in the air and forcing his mind to focus on the task of surveillance. With an eye to the door’s keyhole he could see her large silhouette against the windows on the far side of the room: first she took a few large glass veils out from between her breasts, and then she added some powder-like chemical to them from the items she had on the table before her. Scott watched as these two veils where then poured separately into two large glass trays of what looked like water. Miss Mountjoy worked fast and methodically like someone used to handling and working with chemicals, Scott began to wonder just what Miss Mountjoy’s past was, because he was now curtain that it wasn’t that of an English teacher.
       As he continued to watch her work she was now dipping small flat rectangular objects into the trays of liquid and hanging them up to dry in the fumigator. This continued for about half an hour as he watched, his mind straining to concentrate, a task he was focusing on so hard that he failed to notice footsteps approaching him.
       Scott was shock out of his surveillance by a tap on the shoulder, spinning and stepping back to see who it was Scott had to look down at a very stocky man in his mid forties, Scott gasped as he took in the sight: the man was no more than four foot tall, he had more muscle than Scott thought possible and without staring to hard he saw the man had a package as long as his legs.
       The man squinted up at Scott and leered before rapidly clamping his strong hand around Scott’s wrist and pulled him into the room with Miss Mountjoy in it. Scott resisted as hard as he could but he was no match at all for the small and powerfully built man.
       As the door opened Miss Mountjoy looked over from her work, with a smile she spoke.
      “Oh good to see you André, I’m nearly finished you can take the last batch and hand them out.” She said as she took off a pair of rubber gloves, then she saw Scott.
      “Well, well, you do get lost easily Scott. I’m surprised you are not with your delightful Denise, I’m sure she needs you. She is such a diligent girl, one of my brightest.” She stated as she walked over, stood in front of Scott and looked down at him through the valley of her cleavage. Scott gulped; Miss Mountjoy was immense in size compared to him, he figured she was a good seven foot tall and with taught muscle tone under her skin. But what now filled most of his eye sight was her gigantic tits; two fleshy spheres over five feet across each now projected off her chest, and she stood so close he could see the veins pumping blood under her skin across the vast orbs of her breasts, just one single button held tight the jacket of her outfit, the only thing covering her giant boobs. Swallowing hard again Scott watched a bead of perspiration roll down the side of her left breast and land in the deep valley of her cleavage.
      “Or perhaps you are here to see about your friend Hannah?” Miss Mountjoy questioned, raising an eyebrow knowingly. Scott visibly reacted to the question and her smile returned. Slowly she raised a hand over her bust and gently wiped the ends of her fingers over the soft skin of her right breast, causing small glistening drops of melon scented liquid to roll down the curve of her bust. As she did this Scott felt André push him face first into her bulging boobs, Scott felt the drops impact on his face and explode their mind altering effect right against his skin, and with a single inhale he fell unconscious.
      
       Miss Mountjoy gestured for André to pick Scott up, as she returned to finish her task at the table.
      “Curious, I wonder the odds of the only two people on campus resistant to my power meeting up?” Miss Mountjoy wondered aloud as she packed up the now dry bookmarks into a box. “Ah well, that is not important right now. Ok leave the bookmarks for now André, take him to the car and wait for me there, I just have to finish here and then we can go.” Miss Mountjoy finished as she gestured for André to leave.
      
      Scott’s fuzzy brain was only vaguely aware of what happen next; the prolonged sensation of movement with dim lights blurring past and then stillness with a distant humming sound. Slowly his mind cleared and he grew aware of his surroundings, he was lying down on a bed in a small room, lit by a low light bulb on the ceiling, there was no window and only a single large metal door adorned the wall on the far side of the room.
      “Hello, is anyone there?” He called out, as stupid as it sounded to him; it was all he could think of to do. A few moments later the door opened and Miss Mountjoy stood topless in the doorway.
      “Ah you are awake, good. You are just in time to witness a scientific success, come.” She called to him, gesturing with a beckoning hand that he should follow her “I will take you to Hannah.” She finished as she turned and started to walk away.
      “Where am I?” he asked getting up and following.
      “My home, well more accurately you are in the basement laboratory of my home.” Miss Mountjoy answered as she manoeuvred her huge bust ahead of her through the short corridor each boob was pressing against the walls, Scott was awed at how strong she must be to carry them around like they were nothing. He had thought she was topless, but now he saw she was wearing a lab-coat that covered her back and shoulders, it rested just on her well toned buttocks and a short skirt under that, obviously her breasts were far to big to fit into any top now.
       She lead him to a large double height ceiling room full of scientific equipment and machinery, the humming sound of a large computer server and other machines filled his ears.
      “Welcome to my great work!” She boomed over the noise “Come, your friend is here.” She finished pointing to the centre of the room. Scott looked and saw Hannah, his step faltered and he gapped open mouthed at the sight of her.
       In the centre of the lab stood an upright metal bed, strapped to it with her eyes closed was Hannah; she was naked but for a pair of tight knickers, a pink tube run to a mask covering her mouth and nose, while a pair of large head phones rested over her ears, but what really took his breath away was Hannah’s new size. She was at least 6’6” and her breasts rivalled the size of Denise’s, then he noticed they were slowly expanding.
      “Quite a sight, is it no?” André said in his French accent as he stepped out from behind the apparatus holding Hannah.
      “But… but why are you doing this?” Scott asked his voice barely audible.
      “That is simple; it is for the power gained through knowledge, all knowledge.” Miss Mountjoy stated hungrily as she stood beside Scott, her giant naked right breast brushing against his shoulder and releasing even more of the mind clouding melon scent into the air around him.
      “And that is what I want; all of humankind’s knowledge.” She continued “early in life I committed myself to the pursuit of learning, I studied, and I gain degrees and doctorates. But one thing failed me; my brain, it just could not keep up with my hunger to learn. So I started to look for ways to increase my minds capacity, and with some success,” she noted proudly “however it was limited, so my research continued and I discover I could alter breast tissue to form additional memory nodes, they may not be as densely packed as a brain, but they are linked to the brain and capable of storing a near endless amount of data.” Miss Mountjoy said as she moved ahead of Scott and stood next to Hannah as she patted the side of her bust for emphasis “Of course all this accumulated knowledge does create some noticeable growth.” She turned and kissed the slowly expanding globe of Hannah’s right breast before continuing “As with each point of IQ gained the subject’s bust gains approximately 15cc’s of volume, but a bigger and stronger body is more than capable of supporting the heavier weight, and you have to admit; the sheer sight of a big powerful woman has you aroused.” Miss Mountjoy beamed as she raised her giant breasts in her arms and looked down through her cleavage at Scott’s large and fully erect manhood throbbing out the top his boxers.
      “Just because I like big boobs doesn’t make what you’re doing right!” Scott managed to say after he tore his eyes off her breasts and looked into her eyes.
      “Ah but it is, we shell make leaps in scientific discoveries, invent new safer and earth friendly power sources and happiness and peace will fill the world. Plus there is always the ultimate goal of true enlightenment.” Miss Mountjoy waxed lyrical as she walked over to a table and took up a syringe full of a pale cream liquid.
       The scent of melon was getting heavier in the room as Scott breathed in, he was only dimly aware of André, who was gazing up at Miss Mountjoy in raped attention. Scott was desperately trying to keep focused, he now knew Miss Mountjoy was mad and if he didn’t do something then Denise, Hannah and however many others would be helpless to stop her, but he couldn’t get his body to move.
       Miss Mountjoy had returned to Hannah’s side, Hannah was still unconscious and slowly growing bigger, Miss Mountjoy took off the headphones and face mask. Scott gauged Hannah to be 6’7” now, with breasts over four foot across each; they completely obscured her torso and sat like over filled heavy balloons on her chest, their massive weight clearly visible.
      “Well I promised you that you would see a scientific success. I was going to test this on myself, but your friend will make a much better test subject.” She smiled to Scott as she plunged the syringe into Hannah’s arm.
       Hannah’s eyes opened immediately as a look of panic crossed her expression, then she saw her size and a wave of pleasure took her. Scott gaped as he saw Hannah trying to caress her huge breasts, but with her arms bound to the metal bed she could not move.
      “Yes my dear, you see the way now, embrace the future for humankind.” Miss Mountjoy cooed softly to Hannah as she caressed one of the girls large boobs with her cheek and her hands undid Hannah’s bonds.
       Scott soon saw what was happening, Hannah was growing again; however it was not her boobs or height expanding, but her muscles. He watched as first her skin firmed up and toned with definition, then as muscle after muscle began to swell and expand beneath it, and then new muscles began to appear each growing bigger than the last. Her thighs, carves, arms, shoulders, neck and chest muscles rapidly doubled and then tripled in size. Turning Hannah into a mighty muscled, huge breasted, giantess of a woman, the apparatus holding her started to strain under her more than doubled weight increase.
      “There, what did I tell you; a complete success.” Miss Mountjoy stated as Scott sudden found himself fully in her crosshairs “Now it is time for your turn little man, after all I can’t have you going off and making a nuisance of yourself.” She finished, taking up another mask connected to a blue tube as she advanced on him.
       Before Scott could make his body react André had him and was pulling him effortlessly to another upright apparatus and strapping him in. Scott fought desperately but to no avail as the wafts of Miss Mountjoy’s Melon scented tits blasted though his mind as she stood bent over forward in front of him, with her giant breasts pressing against him from his feet up to his shoulders. Then she placed first a set of headphones over his ears and then the face mask over his nose and mouth.
      “Now listen to your story and be good, I may let you please me later.” Miss Mountjoy teased as she lent in further and placed a long kiss on his forehead. Scott strained in vain at his bonds as André tightened them down, but the more he struggled the harder it was to hold his breathe, finally he could hold it no more and he had no choice but to breath in the heady melon scented air being pumped into the mask.
       The last thing Scott saw before the gas made him pass out was Hannah flexing her new arm muscles and Miss Mountjoy grinning down at him over her gigantic cleavage.
      
      End of part 3
	  
	  Part Four
      
       Scott woke up in a drowsy daze, the headphones and mask had been removed from his head and a faint voice was slowly getting clearer. He opened his eyes, blurry shapes were all he could see, but there was one large pale shape moving in front of him that caught his attention.
      In his foggy state Scott wondered where he was and why he couldn’t move his arms or legs. Blinking and squinting hard he started to make out details of what he could see; the blurry pale shape looked humanoid, but it was far too big to be a normal person, he wasn’t totally sure but he thought the voice was coming from the figure aswell. It approached him and a blurry bulbous limb reached out and caressed the side of his face, though his numbness hardly let him felt it. Then it pressed its large bulk against him, Scott’s vision went dark for several moments, he felt intense warmth surround him and then light returned as the large figure stood back and knelt down. Scott struggled to focus on what was going on, slowly he started to be vaguely aware that the figure was pulling at his boxers and then he felt his manhood being fondled.
       The rush of blood this caused soon defogged his mind and snapped him too, he looked down in shook at Hannah; she was on all fours, her giant tits pressed under her and against his legs as she sucked hungrily on his huge cock. From Scott’s angle he could see her broad muscular shoulders and back, tapering down to her full firm buttocks, clad in her very tight knickers. Under her broad torso he could see her gigantic breasts pressed against the floor, like she was resting on two oversized beanbag chairs.
       He must have made a sound she heard because she paused in her blow-job and turned her head up to look at him.
      “Hello sexy, are you ready to have you world rocked?” Hannah smiled hungrily.
      “Wh… what are you doing?” he asked hoarsely.
      “Well I thought a big stud like you could tell.” She answered tapping his huge cock with a big finger. Then she reached for his bonds and effortlessly tore them off, Scott’s top half fell forward and landed in her cleavage, his face slapping against his huge 3 foot boner. He felt as weak as a new lamb, but Hannah’s laughter and kisses on his head soon made him force himself upright again.
       He tried to properly gauge the situation and it didn’t bode well for him: Judging by the rest of the room he had gotten even shorter, down to about 4’3” he reckoned, his muscles and cock had grow noticeably. But this couldn’t compare to the hulking bulk of Hannah before him; even on all fours he could see that Hannah was nearly twice his height and more that four times stronger that he was. She had carnal lust in her eyes and he knew there was no way to stop her getting exactly what she wanted, the haze of melons flushed up his nostrils and he was putty in her big strong hands.
      “I think someone is ready to give his big girl what she needs.” Hannah said as she moved onto her butt and beckoned him to her. Scott staggered forward between her might thighs and she guided his giant cock into her waiting sex. Even at her giant size his mighty member was a tight fit for her, she cooed softly as she pushed him all the way in.
      “Aaaaahhhhh.” He gasped as he took hold of a huge breast in each muscled arm and began thrusting back and forth.
      Within moments Hannah was groaning and tensing her giant muscles in the peak of ecstasy and seconds later Scott burst his load inside her. Both fell back in exhaustion; Scott falling against the wall he had been restrained on and Hannah falling back and crushing several very expansive and unique scientific contraptions.
       Just as Scott was regaining his strength he heard footsteps coming downstairs, the mental fog of melons was still thick in the air but he fought it. The sight of Andre entering the large underground laboratory made Scott angry, getting to his feet he dived over the top of Hannah to get to the other man and with arms outstretched at his targets throat. But Andre just stepped aside and caught Scott a blow on the back of his head.
      “I would stay down if I were you boy.” Andre said in his French accent.
      Scott snarled and restarted the attack, they were near enough the same size and strength as each other now, but Andre had had years to get used to his shorter muscle bound body and Scott was struggle to land any of his blows due to his mind still working on the reach and speed he used to have a week ago.
       Scott’s fatigue was kicking in and he was slowing down fast, Andre caught his fist spun him around had pinned him against the wall in an elbow lock.
      “Calm down boy, you cannot fight it, so let it ‘appen. She will win in the end; you can’t stop ‘er.” Andre said between gritted teeth. Scott struggle but to no avail, the other man had him held tight.
      “Never! I’ll never give up until I stop her and save Denise.” Scott chocked.
       Then a great shadow loomed over the pair of them, they both paused for a second before Hannah picked Andre up in one hand and pulled Scott out of his clutches with the other.
      “Put me down you great behemoth!” he cried, but Hannah just grinned and hugged him tightly into her giant cleavage. Scott looked up at the towering giant breasted, muscle bound woman and smiled, he could see that Andre was falling foul of the melon scent hitting him point blank from her boobs.
      “That’s it Hannah, keep him there so he can answer a few questions.” Scott called up, Hannah winked at Scott and squeezed Andre in deeper between her four foot wide tits.
      “Ok Andre, what is Miss Mountjoy up to?” Scott asked as Hannah sat down, lowering Andre towards Scott. Andre tried to fight it but his head was so fuzzy he soon answered.
      “She is pursuing knowledge… all knowledge… she can’t get enough of it.” He spoke in a daze.
      “But why?” Scott responded. Andre rolled his head back and laughed a little.
      “I tell you and you let me go?” he asked.
      “Maybe” both Hannah and Scott said in unison.
      “Ok… but first you ‘ave to know she wasn’t always this way. When we met we were both in college ourselves, she was a small bookish girl, but so cute. We worked together and ‘it it off right away, I loved ‘er passion to learn all she could. I remember long nights spent studying together and how she’d light up when she understood something new. When we finished college we both took up work in the sciences, we even got engaged. Year after year passed and she strived ahead, making ground breaking discoveries in neuroscience, I was happy to follow in her wake. ‘er goal was to find ways of increasing the human brain power, as many know most people use less than 10% of their brains, but she only ‘ad limited success. Frustrated she change tack and discovered that breast tissue had a similar make up to brain matter, except of its density, and then she had the theory to careful gene manipulation it. So after some trials with breast cells she managed to alter them into acting like brain cells; capable of storing knowledge in the code of its cells, like neurons, and she made them self replicating so they could hold more and more data. Recklessly she tested the process on herself with rapid and great success; I think that was the day I lost ‘er.” Andre sighed and fell silent.
      “And then what happen?” Hannah asked, Scott nodded and beckoned Andre to continue.
      “Ah well, as you ‘ave seen ‘er chest expanded, ‘er boobs jumped from B’s to GG’s in a few days as ‘er breasts became extensions of ‘er own mind, I noticed a sharp increase ‘er IQ. She started to crave knowledge, reading everything she could get. I found myself ‘elping ‘er, but she was no longer mine. A week later she told me ‘er plan, ‘er deepest desire was to learn all she could to become all knowing and ascend to the next level of existence. This plan now rules ‘er life and she will go to almost any ends to achieve it.” Andre finished in a disgruntled tone.
      “Yes, but what’s with all this other stuff; like the melon scent, the bookmarks and us the students?” Scott answered desperately.
      Andre turned his head and looked at Scott for the first time since he started speaking “As ‘er IQ swelled with ‘er bust, she was soon able to use ‘er newly gained and incredible knowledge to forge a path to ‘er goal. She pioneered new techniques in gene manipulation altering other parts of ‘er body; at first she altered the muscle tone on her body, to a much denser than normal capacity to help carry around her expanding bust and she made herself taller. I have to say I liked it to begin with, but there where those that tried to stop ‘er. So she developed ‘er sweat glands into emitting a calming and mind-controlling pheromone, the smell of melons it give is, I think, just something she favoured. No one could stop ‘er then, and she has just grown bigger and stronger even since.” Andre smiled wanly.
      “And what is she doing here, why is she mess with is?” Scott demanded.
      “The girl are researchers for ‘er, and us mere men are just her pawns; play things she keeps around. As I’m sure you ’ave guessed it’s the bookmarks that spread ‘er control; when used the blue ones make us man docile and compliant, but also she enjoys turning us into pack-mules and sex toys.” Andre sneered.
      Scott looked down at himself and had to agree.
      Andre continued “And the pink ones turn the girls into busy worker bees, eagerly gathering up knowledge, while at the same time blinding them to the changes, as their bodies grow and expand all to support their growing busts. That is all I know… now let me go.” He grunts.
      “Not yet, do you know how I am able to keep a clear head?” Scott asked.
      “Yes… you seem to have a naturally high amount of the neuron-stimulant K501 in your brain. She discovered it a few years ago for me, so I could ‘elp me with ‘er work, but it is not 100% successful at combating the pheromone.” Andre muttered, his head lolling from side to side, clearly Hannah’s melon pheromone was beating his defences.
       Scott looked around the lab and soon found a glass fronted fridge with a small box full of tiny vials of a clear drug labelled ‘K501’. Carefully he took one out and syringed some into his arm, within seconds his muggy head vanished and he could think properly for the first time in ages. Scott looked up at Hannah and got her to hold out her arm, Scott nearly bent the needle of the syringe trying to get it in passed her muscle but he did it. Hannah sat for a while as the scales of blindness fell from her eyes, she looked down at herself in awe and Scott could see she was freaking out at how massive she had become.
      “Oh… oh my gawd!” Hannah gasped “I’m so…BIG! And I… I forced you to… Oh Scott I’m so sorry, I know you are with Denise, I don’t know what I was thinking!” she apologised to Scott.
      Scott placed a hand on her huge arm and said “Its ok, we can deal with it later. Right now we need to stop Miss Mountjoy.”
      Hannah buck up and looking down at Andre in her cleavage she commanded “You know where she has gone, take us to her NOW!” that said she drop him out of her cleavage where he landed in a heap on the floor.
      The next few seconds it took to rouse Andre felt like and eternity for Scott, but Hannah soon had Andre up and doing her bidding. The only place he though Miss Mountjoy to be was on campus. It sounded logical to Scott and Hannah so they all made for the garage and the car.
      When that got there Andre swore as he saw that Miss Mountjoy had taken the big car and all that was left was his normal averaged sized hatch-back car, Hannah was finally squeezed into the back after she tore out the rear seats and climbed in via the rear boot hatch, and with Andre driving and Scott in the front passenger seat they headed back to the university.
      
       Leaving Andre with the car outside the main building block, Scott and Hannah rushed inside to find Denise. They got a few odd looks from those that saw them, though this was not from their sizes, but more liking because they were both nearly naked; Scott in just his boxers and socks and Hannah in only her very tightly stretched knickers that looked like a thong on her immense frame.
       Pretty soon they find that everyone is heading to the main hall for an assembly, in Scott’s eyes this has to be something involving Miss Mountjoy, so they race ahead; Scott having to dodge around the tall and huge breasted girls and Hannah using her huge size and strength to push her way through.
       They get to the hall just as Miss Mountjoy is taking the stage and begins talking to the full hall. Scott is glad he had taken some of the K501, because the almost over powering scent on melons wafting around the hall nearly has him off his feet. As he looks around for Denise in the crowd he can see the doe eyed expressions of the girls and boys looking up at Miss Mountjoy on stage as she speaks.
      “Now I’d like to thank you all for taking part in my crowd study event, many of you have done exceptionally well. But now is the time for you to give me all your results.” As Miss Mountjoy speaks she takes out a syringe of a pale cream colour and injects herself with its contents and then other of a pink colour and injects that too.
      “Now if you will clear a space in the centre of the hall, we can begin the data collection.” She calls out and starts walking down the stage steps and into the rapidly clearing space. But as she walks she begins to grow bigger with more muscles and taller to the point were she is 10 feet tall, burst apart her clothes and flexing more muscles that ten bodybuilders combined, standing naked and super-shehulk-ripped in the centre of the hall she beckons one of the huge breasted girls towards her.
      “Loosen that top my dear and place you breasts against mine.” She commands in a soft tone as she leans down, the girl complies without hesitation and pulls the top off her huge 5 foot globes of bouncing tit flesh. 
      Scott is still hunting through the crowd but he is keeping one eye on the show: the moment the two women’s huge breasts touch, the girl’s begin to shrink and Miss Mountjoy’s start to expand. Scott stops, stunned as he watches the giant woman drained almost all the size out of the tall girl’s boobs, leaving her with breasts no larger than volley balls.
      “Yes… I see it all. Thank you my dear, your knowledge is gratefully received.” Miss Mountjoy smiled as she patted the side of one of her now 7 foot wide boobs. Scott now knew why she had made herself so big and strong. He looked around again at all the huge breasted girls in the hall and gulped. Then he caught sight of Denise, desperately he started forging a path through the packed crowd directly to her.
       Meanwhile Miss Mountjoy called for all the girls to take off their tops, approach her and place their breasts to hers. This they did, Scott now had to force his way passed not only huge boobs but naked ones too, even in his desperate need to get to Denise he was starting to get turned on.
      “Yes, yes girls keep it coming.” Miss Mountjoy called out in a deep voice of pure delight. As girl after girl pressed their chests against her growing boobs, giving up their size and knowledge, she grew bigger still giving her more bare flesh that would allow even more girls to give up the chests to her. She could feel and access more and more knowledge. Advanced maths, all known literary works, every technological invention, quantum science, hyper cogitative algorithms, it all became part of her expanding consciousness and bust size.
       Scott finally got the Denise, topless she was pressing forward with many others, Scott tried to pull her out but even with his strength Denise was too big and heavy for him to stop. Then Hannah pushed her way in and with Scott clearing a way and Hannah carrying Denise over one mighty shoulder they got out of the hall and into the main foyer, where Hannah dropped Denise onto a large couch.
      “Scott, stop it let me go!” Denise demanded as she tried to push past him and Hannah to get back in the hall, but Scott took out a syringe full of K501 and gave Denise a big dose.
       After a few seconds Denise stops struggling and looks over as Scott on the couch next to her, she jumps up to her feet and the bounce this gives her massive tits sends her crashing to the ground again. Lying prone over her six foot wide boobs Denise starts freaking out “What?… uh?... but?... Aaaaaaahhhhhh!” she screams staring between her massive tits, the short frame of Scott and the huge bulk of Hannah.
       Hannah dives forward, reaching out wide with he arms and grabbing one of Denise’s big nipples in each might hand and squeezes gently, this stops Denise almost instantly and she has to bite her lower lip to stop herself from having an orgasm right there and then.
      “Pull yourself together Denise,” Hannah whispers “We’re all in for it if you attract that bloating Boob-whale’s attention.” She finishes nodding her head in the direction of the main hall and the growing silhouette of Miss Mountjoy’s boobs rising ever bigger and higher in the great room.
       Denise nods vigorously and Hannah releases her nipples, Denise can hold it no more and her body spasms as she cums. Scott and Hannah can only watch as Denise’s eyes roll back and she finally calms down.
      “Wow Hannah, how did you know that would shut her up?” Scott asked out of the side of his mouth.
      “Simple, it’s all I want to do to myself since I got this big. You have no idea how sensitive and good these things feel.” Hannah answers, pointing to her own great big boobs.
      “Oh.. Oh my gaaaawwwwwd that was great.” Pants Denise “Ok, now will someone tell me what’s going on and why I’m so big?” she asks in a dry whisper.
      “It’ll take too long in the time we have left.” Scott replies as he and Hannah help Denise to her feet.
      “Wow, I thought these things would be heavier.” Denise marvels as she balances her frontage.
      “Just me they are as heavy as they look, you’re just stronger now so it doesn’t seem that much to you.” Hannah explains, Denise nods in understanding and follows Scott and Hannah over to the doorway where they look through into the hall.
      
       Meanwhile while they had been outside helping Denise, inside the hall Miss Mountjoy’s breasts have each swelled to over 20 feet across and 15 feet high, their weight is even too much for her giantess muscles to carry. So she makes use of the many muscle bound boys, getting them to climb under and lift her breasts so she can move and let more of the girls press their flesh to hers. With tens of girls now able to reach her expanding boobs at a time, her growth rate increases and her giant balloons of breast flesh swell bigger and bigger with every passing second. The pass thirty, then forty and fifty feet, their gargantuan mass fills nearly three quarters of the hall, and this is point when Scott, Hannah and Denise look in.
      “Holy heck, she is monstrous!” Scott gasps “How are we going to stop that?”
      “I could risk seeing where this is going.” Denise whispers as she rubs the sides of her boobs; caught in her own arousal. Hannah rolls her eyes at Denise and tries to think of any solutions that won’t end up with them getting squashed.
      “Look something else is happening.” Scott says quietly and pointing inside.
       They all peer in and notice that pretty much all of the girls have finished offering up the breasts to Miss Mountjoy and have mostly staggered dazedly off to the edges of the hall and collapsed to the floor, leaving the giant muscle bound form of Miss Mountjoy, her gargantuan hot-air balloon sized boobs and the now half squashed muscle boys alone in the centre of the hall. But Miss Mountjoy is not doing nothing, the three can her he reciting something that sounds like pure mathematics, then she gives a great cry of ecstasy, making the hall rubble ominously, before then continuing to speak to herself in equations far beyond the realms of known understanding.
       Lost in the sceptical happen before them the three watch as Miss Mountjoy cries out a second heart thumping ecstasy, then another and all falls silent.
      “Why don’t you come in?” Miss Mountjoy says turning her bright glowing eyes in their direction; the three recoil but the can’t move a foot, Miss Mountjoy gives one small gesture with a finger and Scott, Hannah and Denise are pulled invisibly into the hall and right up close to her right hand side.
      “I see you are a loyal little man to your friends Scott.” She glared down at him; all three give a big gulp of fear. “But you have nothing to be scared of from me, I embody humankind’s future.” She smiled down at them and patted her vast right breast.
      “What? You think that we all want to be some kind of over bloated information parasite.” Hannah scoffs at her. “You stole their knowledge,” she continues pointing at the dazed girls around the hall “and turned us all into play things just for your own deranged desire.”
      “Trust me, you little bug, I could have done a lot worse.” Miss Mountjoy threatens as her eyes glow a brighter white for a second. “But I no longer need you now, so I return you lives to fulfil your own ends.” She finishes with a gesture of dismissal and the three are slid backwards with the same invisible force as before.
       Then with a complexes gesture from both arms Miss Mountjoy makes her gargantuan breasts float up off the ground, freeing the mostly trap boys beneath, then her feet leave the ground and she begins to laugh “Its all so simple, so easy.”
       Scott is the first to pick up on what happens next, a glow begins to pulse from inside her bust, it spreads though the whole of her giant body until its too bright to look at. The three cover their eyes but the light keeps getting brighter and brighter, until with one last great flash there is only one single ball of mild light, about ten feet across floating in the air in the centre of the hall, Miss Mountjoy has totally vanished. Everyone start getting up and coming out of their dazed state, even the head pounding scent of melons is dissipating.
      “Is it over?” Denise asks aloud. The other two look around and back up at the glowing ball of light.
       Before they can answer the ball emits a little tinkle noise and everyone on the campus feels the words “Thank you all and goodbye, for now.” And are overwhelmed with a peace and serenity they had never experienced before. The ball of light begins to rise and pass through the roof as though it was an insubstantial as a cloud, once outside the ball of light rapidly shots upwards into the heavens.
      
      - 
      
      Life afterwards:
      
      The world soon found out what strange things happened on campus that year, though most believe it was some kind of a hoax or a PR stunt. But all the students affected by it were permanently changed; their physical bodies and mental capacities never returned to their previous states, but most of them seem more than happy with their changes. There was some small amount of breast growth from the girls after Miss Mountjoy disappeared; this was due to the habitual use of the bookmarks the girls had gotten used too, not counting Hannah or Denise the average size of the girls boob cam back up to around beach ball dimensions, but pretty soon the bookmarks lost their influence along with the other things like the melon scented pheromone, which totally disappeared.
      
       Andre and all of Miss Mountjoy’s stuff at her house disappeared too, never to be seen again, though it is well known the authorities are hunting Andre still.
      
      After graduation many of the girls went on to be famous busty models and or very smart business women, while many of the boys became their constant companions, a habit their change had brought on that they didn’t seam to want to break. But a few were reportedly ‘employed’ as toy-boys for other rich women.
      
      But as Scott, Denise and Hannah, they stayed close; the two girls quickly became BFF’s. Denise also became very famous as being the biggest breasted woman alive, her 6 foot wide globes graced many magazine covers. And Hannah was that far behind, as her new strength made her an idol in the bodybuilding world. This fame they capitalised on after college when they opened an exclusive and unique spa-gym, catering to special clients and hiring a fair few of their school friends as staff, both male and female.
      Happily for Scott, real soon after Denise got to know Hannah, she insisted that Hannah joined their relationship. Scott couldn’t say ‘No’, even if they didn’t have the melon scent anymore. Being in a relationship with two taller and stronger women, who both had breasts bigger than he was, could have left him feeling like a mere sex joy for them, but he knew they loved him much too much for that, and they proved it.
      What would be in store for them in the future… well that’s another story.
      
      The End.