Dr Hooters  Part XXVI



"What's it like having big tits, Missy", asked Veronica.

Missy  thought a moment.  "Mostly good, Ronnie, I guess.  I mean,
its never any problem for me to get guys interested in  me.   But
sometimes  I  think  all  they're interested in is my tits."  She
paused.  "Still, that's better than not having them interested in
you at all!"

"But  what  about  you,  Ronnie?  You're so beautiful.  If I were
you, I wouldn't want to change anything"

Yeah", added Sherrie, "Ronnie, if  you  could  change  one  thing
about your appearance, what would you change?"

"That's  easy,  Sherry-berry",  responded  Veronica, "I'd like to
have bigger  tits."

"Why?  I think you have gorgeous tits", asked  Sherry.   Veronica
had  breasts  the size and shape of twin chocolate cupcakes, very
firm, that rode high on her rib cage.  Sherry thought  they  were
very sexy, with their turned-up nipples and dark areolae.

"I  know  I  should be thankful for what I've got.  I'm a classic
34B, and that makes me 36-23-35, just like Naomi Campbell or Elle
Macpherson", Veronica stated calmly.

"Except  you're more beautiful than either of those two, Ronnie",
Missy blurted out, "and someday, people are gonna find that out!"

"Still",  Veronica  continued, "I have this recurring dream.  I'm
with a boy.  Sometimes its  Justin,  and  sometimes  its  someone
else,  like  Will  Smith.   Its always a very handsome boy.  He's
kissing my breasts, and they start to grow.   He  can  feel  them
grow in his hands, and he gets very excited."

"Soon,  they're  very  big,  and  they  overflow the palms of his
hands.  He has very big hands, but my tits are bigger.  They  get
very  full and heavy, and the nipples stick out like little black
thumbs.  The boy puts his mouth around my  nipples.   Before,  he
could  get  practically my whole breast in his mouth, but now, he
can only get the get the part right around  the  areola,  because
I've gotten so big."

"I  get  bigger.   I feel very powerful, queenly.  My breasts now
hang to the bottom of my rib cage, and stand  out  about  a  foot
from  my  chest.  The boy is licking them all over, and I'm slap-
ping him in the face with my new enlarged breasts.  They  make  a
very  satisfying  thup-thup sound as they slap against his cheek.
The boy is very aroused because my breasts have gotten so big.  I
see  the  bulge  in  his  pants, and I reach down under my still-
growing breasts to unzip his pants and pull his cock out."

"He has a big, beautiful cock, with a  long  rigid  shaft  and  a
dark, purple circumcised head.  My breasts have grown so big that
they are almost touching the tip of his dick head.   I  brush  my
nipples  lightly against the tip of his cock.  He groans with de-
light."

"I lie back on the bed, pulling the boy on top of  me.   My  tits
are so big now, that they form two big mounds on my chest.  Lying
down, they flop over my chest, and spill down the sides under  my
arms.   I  grab the boy's cock with my hands, and gently maneuver
it between my swollen melon-sized black tits.  He starts to  pump
his  hips,  and  I push my huge breasts together so that they en-
close his beautiful cock  like an embrace.  The tip of  his  dick
emerges from the top of my cleavage, where I kiss it."

"My  tits  keep  growing until they just about overwhelm the poor
boy's cock.  His eyes are wide  with  astonishment.   He's  never
seen  tits  as  big as mine.  Finally, he cums, and sprays me all
over my face, mouth and shoulders with his spunk.  He's got a lot
of  it,  and  since I'm so hot, he cums a long time, maybe three,
five minutes.  He's so turned  on  by  my  huge  tits  that  he's
writhing in the bed as he cums."

Veronica  scowled.  "Then I wake up, and I'm almost always so hot
I have to do myself to get back to sleep."

Missy howled.  "That  sounds like  fun!",  she  hooted,  pressing
her  large  breasts  together  in  the bustier.  "I bet **I** got
enough to do that."

The rum, the provocative clothing she was wearing, and  the  sexy
talk  had turned Missy on.  She had been tracing a slender finger
down the side of her left breast until it came to rest on the tip
of  her  nipple.   She dug around under the bustier, re-arranging
her toilet paper, and noticed that her  nipples  were  stiff  and
hard under the fabric.

"I remember when I was eleven years old, in the fifth grade", she
reminisced.  "All the other girls in my class were  flat-chested,
but  I was starting to grow.  My mother bought me a training bra,
but I outgrew it quickly.  She kept buying me bigger  and  bigger
bras,  but I just kept getting bigger and bigger, outgrowing them
all."

"Guys started following me around.  I was tall for my  age,  too,
so it wasn't easy to hide what I was carrying around on my chest.
There was one guy, especially, his name was Ralph.  He lived down
the street and he went to high school."

"Ralph's  mom  and dad let him live in the pool house, on account
of they were having some trouble with him, and  they  wanted  him
out of the house, but they still wanted to keep an eye on him.  I
had to walk by his house every day on the way back  from  school,
and he would be out by the pool house."

"  Sometimes he'd pretend to be working on his motorcycle.  Other
times, he'd be dressed for swimming.  I noticed he always  seemed
to have a large bulge in his shorts, and I wondered what it was."

"One day he called over to me.  'Hey, Missy', he shouted.  I  was
real scared but I walked over.  'Have you ever wanted to go for a
ride on my bike?', he asked.  I said no I'd never really  thought
about  it.   'Why  don't  you  give it a try?'  I said OK, and he
started the bike up."

"I climbed on back, and held on to the seat.  He took a turn real
close, and I just about fell off.  Ralph told me I'd need to hold
onto him, to put my arms around his waist.  I did, and I  noticed
that  my  breasts  went into his back.  He rubbed himself against
them, and seemed real happy."

"He brought me back and dropped me off.  Then he asked  me  if  I
wanted  to  go  riding  again some time, just to ask him.  I said
'OK', and he smiled."

"One day, right before the end of school, I don't know what  came
over  me.  I put this T-shirt on that went real low in the front,
and my tits were kinda hanging out the front.  My mom and I had a
big  fight  about  it, but I walked out the door with the T-shirt
on, and she never did anything about it.  Then,  I  took  my  bra
off,  and  my  tits just sort of jiggled around in the shirt.  It
felt so cool and good, I don't think I thought a lot  about  what
it looked like."

"By  this  time, I was almost as big on top as I am now.  My tit-
ties were swinging back and forth under the shirt, and I was kind
of  having fun with them.  Everyone was staring at them, even the
teachers.  When I went past Ralph's house, he  was  with  another
girl.   He  saw  me,  and he forgot all about  her!  Man, he came
running up to me, and just about pulled me into his pool  house."

"The  other  girl  bitched  and  moaned, but Ralph told her to go
home, he'd call her.  The other girl called  him  a  bastard  and
left  in  a  hurry.    So there I was, eleven years old all alone
with a seventeen year old boy in his own place.   I  didn't  know
whether to run or stay."

"Somehow,  Ralph talked me into taking my shirt off.  When he saw
my tits he got so excited, I thought he was going to cry.  But he
didn't want to rape me, or even touch me."

"He  just  said,  'I want to see if you can suck on your own nip-
ples, Missy'  I didn't know what he meant, so he put his hand un-
der  my  breast and lifted it to my mouth.  I opened my mouth and
put my nipple in it.  It felt really good, so I  started  sucking
it hard.  Then I put the other one in, and sucked it, too."

"Ralph  went  crazy.  'Eleven years old, and she can suck her own
titties!', he yelled.  'I can't believe it!'   He  ran  into  the
bathroom,  and I heard a sound like Ralph was slapping his thigh,
then the toilet flushed."

"I got scared, so I put my shirt on  and  left.   The  next  time
Ralph  saw  me, he acted kind of ashamed, and he looked away from
me."

Sherry and Veronica howled.  "He was ashamed he didn't fuck  you,
Missy!",  said  Sherrie.  "Chances like that come once in a life-
time, and he missed his, the poor bastard!"

"I always thought I'd have big tits", sighed Sherrie.   "Both  of
my  sisters are very big.  I remember when I was four or five, my
sister Carlita started developing.  She was nine,  and  preparing
for her first communion.  My dad bought her this beautiful expen-
sive gown for the first communion, and a week before the  confir-
mation,  she  can't  fit into it, on account of she's grown these
big tits."

"Now, Carlita's the religious one in the family, and her big tit-
ties  are  driving her crazy.  She thinks she's not gonna be able
to receive the Holy Spirit 'cause her new titties'll  be  shaking
too  hard.   Sure  enough, the day of the confirmation comes, and
all the little girls line up outside the church in  their  little
white  gowns,  and  then there's Carlita- half a head taller, and
looking about five years older.  Her  breasts  are  swaying   and
jiggling  away  under the gown.  Mary Lou, my other sister, and I
are laughing because the cardinal is laying his hands on her, but
we can tell where they'd rather be.  I guess he's a man, too, for
all that."

"Well, that's about the last anyone ever sees of Carlita's  tits.
Right  after the ceremony, she starts dressing in all these loose
tops and bulky sweaters, but underneath, she just  keeps  getting
bigger and bigger.  It doesn't matter, though, 'cause she's gonna
be a nun, and carry those tits into  a  convent,  where  I  guess
they'll  just dry up and shrivel.  Seems like kind of  a waste to
me."

"Next, its Mary Lou's turn.  Now,  Carlita  looks  like  my  mom,
slender and pretty with red hair.  Mary Lou and I take after Dad-
dark and a little on the stocky side.  Mary Lou doesn't start  as
early  as Carlita, but she sure makes up for lost time.  She grew
four cup sizes in the seventh grade, and  I  remember  my  father
hollering  at  the  dinner  table that he was sick of spending so
much money on underware for girls when all they were going to  do
was outgrow it."

"Mary  Lou,  now, she's not as religious as Carlita, so she has a
little more fun with her big boobs.  She never was much on having
a  steady  boyfriend.  'Why eat just one kind of food when you've
got a key to the store?', she always said.  But when everything's
added up, she's not as wild as I am.  She's a lot of fun.  You'll
have to meet her."

"So - I grow up thinking its gonna be my turn  next.   But  sixth
grade  comes  and  goes, then seventh, then eighth, and -nothing!
Well, you can call this nothing  if  you  like.   I'm  not  flat-
chested,  thank God, but to live in the same house with two dairy
queens like my sisters can give you a bit of a complex if you let
it."

"Fortunately,  I  have  other  ass-ets,  so I'm never hurting for
three-legged bed warmers, if you know what I  mean.   Seems  like
I'm  the  horny  one  in the family, though.  I lost my cherry at
eleven to one of my brother's friends, and its been  pretty  much
go-go-go since then, until I came to this nunnery, that is."

"One  day,  I'm  planning  a  'quince'  for my best friend Marsha
Sanchez.  That's a big birthday party they throw for Cuban  girls
when  they  turn fifteen.  It supposed to mean you can shave your
legs now, and go out with boys, but mostly its to  show  off  the
family money.  My brother Marty comes bursting in telling me he's
seen some girl and wants her invited to the party.  He says  he's
seen her at school."

"'Who is she?', I ask, thinking maybe I've met her as well."

"'She  doesn't  go to our school, Sher', he replies, 'she goes to
the school behind us.'"

" 'The grade school?  Palm Avenue?'  The idiot nods his head."

"I gotta see this little slut, so I go around to the front of the
school,  and  sure  enough, when school gets out, this absolutely
ravishing girl comes walking out - long  brown  hair,  big  brown
eyes,  huge  breasts.   Another  girl, just as beautiful, just as
stacked, comes running up to join her.  She has  curly  red  hair
and  green eyes, and, of course, huge breasts.  I ask around, and
find out their names.  They're sisters - Amanda Quinteros is  the
one  my  brother's in love with, and Blair Reilly is her sister -
half sister, though."

"I talk Marsha into inviting them to the party.  They're just the
kind  of  girls  you  want at a party- quiet and shy and gorgeous
enough to lather up the boys to the  point  where  they're  worth
something in bed later.  My brother loses it over Amanda, and an-
other dickhead friend of my brother's is losing  it  over  Blair.
They get 'em cornered in the rec room, and I think they were get-
ting ready to fuck 'em when Mary Lou shows up  and  kidnaps  them
out to the cottage for the week."

"My  dickhead  brother  and  his dickhead friend come babbling up
with some wild story about  Amanda  and  her  sister,  how  their
breasts  grew.   'I was holding it in my hand, Sher', he babbled,
'and I swear to God! I saw it grow!'  It took me a week or so  to
get  out  to the cottage to check things out, but sure enough, my
brother wasn't lying."

I caught Amanda playing with herself in one of the bedrooms.  She
had  gotten  very large, and was about three or four times as big
as she was when I first saw her. Her titties woulda filled a mop-
bucket  easy.   We  went  to a strip joint together, and she grew
right out of the front of her blouse.  It was awesome!  The crowd
almost rioted, and the manager sent us back to the cottage in his
own car.  Amanda's tits  were  so  big  by  this  time  that  she
couldn't fit in the front seat."

"Later  that  night,  she  came downstairs when Marsha and I were
talking.  Said she had milk in her  big  titties  and  needed  it
sucked out.  When I saw the milk standing at the tips of her nip-
ples, a compulsion came over me, and I had to suck it.   It  came
it great gushes out of Amanda's tits, and so much came out that I
thought I was going to choke.  Marsha was sucking  too,  and  be-
tween  the  both  of  us, I think we drank Amanda dry.  It wasn't
easy.  She must have had gallons."

"Anyway, we fell asleep, and when we woke up,  Amanda  was  gone!
We looked everywhere for her, but her whole family had vanished -
her, her sister, her mother,  her  sister's  boyfriend,  and  her
grandmother.  But, it was time for me to come up here, so I never
learned any more about it."

"But ever since that night, I've been able to do this..."

The room grew suddenly dark as Sherrie blocked the  light  coming
in  form  the  windows.  Then, she began conjuring little dancing
points of light in the center of the room, red, blue and  yellow.
As she added more, they began to swirl in kaleidoscopic patterns.

"Wow!", said Missy.  "This is incredible!"

"Tell anyone outside this cabin, Dairy  Queen,  and  you're  dead
meat!",  Sherrie warned.  The swirl of lights, coalesced, and the
purple began to predominate.  A green center began to form in the
pattern  of lights, and the whole cloud took on a familiar shape.

"I love you, you love me...", the cloud began to sing.

Veronica  convulsed  with  laughter.   "Sherrie,  make  Ren   and
Stimpy!"

The Barney-cloud dissolved, replaced by two smaller, more frenet-
ic clouds.  "Happy, happy!  Joy,joy!", they sang.  Then they  too
disappeared into the random swirl.  Finally, two sardonic figures
appeared in front of Missy.  "Hey, babe!   Nice  tits!   Heh-heh-
heh-heh!"

Missy   shrieked   with  delight.   "Butthead,  my  heart!",  she
screamed, reaching out to embrace him.  But her arm passed  harm-
lessly  through  the  figure as through empty air.  The illusions
blinked out.

"They're just points of light, Missy", remarked Sherrie.  "Like a
projection on a movie screen."

"Sherrie!  You're a witch!", exclaimed the totally-impressed Mis-
sy.

"Nah.  I'm a Catholic", she replied.


