My friend Jess

 

My friend Jess pt.2

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I managed to find a sizeable men's hoodie in one of the shops that I figured might be enough to cover my friend's blooming bosom. By the time I got back to the lavatories she had to my surprise engorged even more, but it seemed like the growth spurt had finally come to a halt.

Jess was standing in the toilet stall with her bare breasts looking round and full. It was hard for me to avoid brushing against her perky, large nipples as I squeezed back into the stall with her.

"Try this", I said and presented Jess the hoodie. "I figured it'd be large enough for you, and hopefully you can sneak out of here relatively unnoticed."

"Thank you so much, Ann", she sighed in relief. "Could you help me get it on, though?"

I nodded and helped her slide into it with her naked breasts practically swaying and jiggling in front of my face the whole time. The most awkward part was however helping her with stuffing her breasts inside, which she pleaded me to do. Her skin felt very warm and taunt under my hand, and the sheer weight of her breasts amazed me. On top of that they were still so perky, it must have been simply because they were so full!

Once the hoodie was properly on her, I stepped back a bit and we were both satisfied with the end result: Her breasts were visibly large, but contained. Walking without a bra was going to be a bit of a challenge however. 

"Ugh, they're going to be bouncing so much!" she sighed. 

"I have no doubt..." I mumbled as I marveled at the mass now cloaked with the hoodie. 

"Maybe let's get out of here before I start growing again", Jess said and we finally left the bathroom right as some other women entered. 

We started heading for the exit of the mall, walking kind of slow as a faster pace would have made Jess' bosom bounce out of control, and she tried to avoid drawing too much attention to her size. She couldn't stop them from bouncing a little bit regardless, as they were only contained by the hoodie. I noticed people looking at her or doing a double take - her size was certainly more noticeable now than it had been earlier today. 

For a moment I spaced out and started wondering what it'd feel like to have a really large chest like Jess, and have everyone notice how round and jiggly they'd be in my tight shirt. I soon snapped out of my thoughts as we reached the exit, and got out on the busy street. 

"I should grab a bus, I don't really feel like walking home like this", said Jess looking at the bus schedule at the stop. 

"Do you want me to come with you?" I asked. I wanted to make sure she was okay.

"That would be nice, it's kind of awkward going around without a bra like this... Easier to tolerate all the stares in good company", she smiled.

Soon the right bus arrived, and we stepped in. Jess' breasts bounced massively as she walked up the steps, and I could spot a few curious glances at the front row of the bus. We found ourselves a place to sit, and Jess squeezed her way to the window seat. Her beasts barely fit in the space between her and the seat in front of her, and they were just kind of awkwardly stuck there. 

"Oh god, I must have gone up so many cupsizes", she whispered to me. "I've never struggled fitting into the bus like this!"

To her misfortune the ride wasn't a particularly smooth one, and on every bump I could see from the corner of my eye how Jess' breasts were bouncing up and down. It must have been uncomfortable, as she was letting out little groans of discomfort. 

"How are you feeling?" I asked quietly, slightly worried she was suddenly going to expand again. 

"I'm fine... It's just they're so sore and sensitive now. I hope the swelling is going to go down soon, surely they can't stay this way." 

"Yeah, that would be...Strange..." I answered, puzzled. "And you're sure you're not allergic to anything or something like that?"

"Not to my knowlege. I'm sure it's still caused by my holiday weight gain or something, all the extra kilos making me grow...". 

I let out a sound of agreement but I wasn't fully convinced, considering she had just swelled out of control like that in front of my very eyes.

~

Later that evening when I was back at my apartment, I decided to Facetime Jess to see how she was doing. The phone rang a couple of times until she picked up, greeting me happily as the video call started. 

"Hi, Ann! What's up?" she said waving at me from her bed, dressed in a casual grey t-shirt for sleeping. 

"Not much, just wanted to see how you were getting on", I said, and couldn't help noticing how her bosom was still as large as it had been earlier. She understandably wasn't wearing any bra, but her breasts looked very perky and her nipples were still poking through the fabric. 

"Oh I'm alright, but the swelling isn't going down..." Jess replied and looked down at her enlarged breasts, giving them a bit of a squeeze with her other hand. "It was so weird, I know I've still somehow been growing recently but I've never grown this fast."

"I have to say I noticed you had gotten larger during the holidays as well", I admitted.

Jess let out a frustrated sigh. "Yeah I know, I did swell quite a lot during the holidays but that's just all the food, you know... Like I said earlier, I guess it's just the after effects of that still, but it's very weird, I know."

"Well, I suppose it just makes sense all those extra calories are boosting the natural growth", I replied and observed my friend's round, slowly heaving chest on the phone screen. 

"I just really thought I'd be done with, you know... Developing" said Jess and seemed a little concerned. 

"I'm sure this was just the last growth spurt or something", I smiled and tried to ease her mind. 

I couldn't admit to her that I was worried as well, considering her size was already becoming a bit inconvenient with finding suitable clothes and underwear. 

"Either way I guess I need to go buy some new bras tomorrow again, considering I already outgrew that one today..." Jess rolled her eyes.

We talked a bit more about other topics until we wished each other a good night, and hung up the call. As I laid my head on the soft pillow, I couldn't help wondering how much larger my friend could still potentially grow. 

~

Despite us not specifically talking about it, it was certainly evident to all of our friends at college that Jess had grown even bigger. She had found herself new bras to support her new melon-like girth, and her breasts certainly looked impressive as she was wearing a turtleneck blouse to school, with her bosom resting on the table as she was following the lectures. I noticed she was also wearing the hoodie I bought for her a lot recently, probably in some sort of an attempt to hide her size. People definitely looked at her with increasing curiosity, as she was probably larger than anyone most people had ever seen, at least for being so slim otherwise. 

"Oof, I'm starving", Jess told me one Wednesday after our morning lectures. "Would you like to go to that nearby sushi buffet instead of the cafeteria today? It's not even that expensive."

"Oh absolutely, I'm always up for some sushi", I smiled, excited of the idea. It was nice to change things around once in a while foodwise, especially since the food at the cafeteria was a bit repetetive sometimes. 

We walked through the campus area towards downtown. It was a pleasantly sunny day, but the air was still very chilly and despite my initial optimism I had to zip my jacket up after a bit of walking. Jess didn't attempt buttoning up her wool jacket, and I could certainly figure out why, as I saw her round mounds sticking out and slowly bouncing up and down with every step she took. That day she was wearing the turtleneck again, and it certainly underlined the sheer roundness and fulness of her figure. I didn't even know if she was very aware of it, as that shirt used to fit her better last semester and she probably just still threw it on out of habit. 

To our fortune the sushi buffet wasn't too crowded despite it being lunch time. After all we'd have to be back in exactly one and a half hours for our next lecture, where we'd have to hold a bit of a dull presentation on foreign affairs. As we were eating, we were going through the slides on my phone and practicing a bit. 

All the while I noticed Jess eating with an eager appetite, and quite frankly rather large quantities of sushi. 

"Whoa, someone's hungry", I laughed while watching her eat in a rush.

"I really am! I've tried to go on a bit of a diet after the holidays and all, but it just results in me starving eventually..." 

Jess was downing a huge glass of water as well, and as she straightened her back to do that, her sizeable bosom slid forward on the table, pushing her plate towards me. She chuckled a bit awkwardly.

"I should have a table where I could have them under the table and not on the table", she mumbled. 

~

One and a half hours later we were standing in front of the class, giving our joined presentation and showing some slides alongside. Jess was a better performer than me, and was talking quite naturally to the audience about conflicts that were currently happening in the world, and what our country could do to help. 

I noticed a couple of classmates at the front row distracted by Jess' bosom as she was doing gestures with her hands while explaining, and the mass on her chest was swaying alongside with the movements. I couldn't help thinking how difficult it must be to have such a visible feature, that grabs everyone's attention even when you're talking about something else. And boy, did she look big! I was astonished by how round her chest was. 

As our presentation went on, I could see Jess' breasts swaying and jiggling, looking heavy. It wasn't long after that when I noticeded her becoming slightly flustered, as if she was feeling very warm or something. She was sitting down by the teacher's desk while it was my turn to talk, and as she got up again for her turn, I realized I could see her enlargened nipples poking through her shirt (and so did everyone else, I'm sure). Maybe five minutes after, I started hearing an all too familiar, faint creaking sound.

Is that her bra? I couldn't help wondering. 

Jess looked increasingly flushed, and if my eyes weren't deceiving me, fuller. I was pretty sure she looked even bigger. Her nipples were looking even more engorged through the fabric, and I started noticing the line of her bra cups squeezing against her breasts like they did during our shopping trip. I was sure now she was swelling even further, right in front of everyone!

Jess' turtleneck was getting increasingly tighter on her chest, and her plump nipples could have been spotted from a mile away. The creaking sound kept increasing, and I was hoping that her bra wouldn't give up in the middle of our presentation, releasing her giant tits. Jess grew increasingly red on her cheeks, and her voice became breathy. I saw some confusion in the audience. 

"Um, so yeah... Sorry, everyone, but I'm getting a really important uh...c-call", Jess stuttered a bit and then lowered her voice: "Ann, do you mind taking over for the rest of the slides?" 

"Sure, no problem", I managed to whisper back, before Jess rushed out the door with her chest bouncing heavily. 

~

 

My friend Jess

 

My friend Jess pt.1

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My friend Jess had recently turned 25, just like me. That's usually considered to be the limit for any kind of physical development, but in her case it did not quite seem to be the case. You see, I could have sworn her breasts kept on growing, despite her already being rather sizeable. 

On this day, I was waiting for her in a shopping mall. We hadn't seen each other in two weeks due to the Holidays, and we had talked about grabbing a cup of coffee and maybe doing a little bit of shopping. As I was eyeing the passers by, I soon recognized her approaching me with a smile on her face. She was wearing a grey knitted top with buttons, and my attention was immediately drawn to the way her breasts were bouncing as she walked, and how strained that top looked like: The buttons seemed a little tight, and it seemed as if her breasts were slightly spilling out of her bra cups.

"Hey, you!" she greeted me, slightly out of breath as she had been running a little bit late.

"Hi!" I smiled back and we hugged each other. I vividly felt her cantaloupe sized breasts pressing against mine - they felt kind of firm but bouncy.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting, it took me a while getting dressed", she apologized. "In fact I need to buy some new clothes." 

"Oh it's no worries, what kind of clothes do you need?" I asked, and couldn't help noticing again how well fitting her grey top was. It was the same one I saw her wearing two weeks ago, but I could have sworn it wasn't as tight back then. Could it have shrunk in the wash, or was she really somehow...Bigger again?

"I uh... I think I need some new bras actually", she said a little bit awkwardly. "My current ones aren't fitting me well anymore. In fact I'm feeling really uncomfortable in the one I'm wearing now!"

Jess stretched her back a little bit, so that her bosom pushed forward and I could clearly see the buttons getting even tighter. Her round breasts were clearly too large for the cups they were in, spilling out like muffin dough.

"Oh", I managed to utter, struggling to keep my eyes off her breasts. "Didn't we just shop for bras like a month ago or something?" 

She laughed a bit nervously. "Yeah, but I must have gained some weight during the Holidays! Been eating way too much, I really need to get back into exercising."

Jess didn't seem any plumper to me apart from her chest. I suppose that's where she gained all of her weight, then, I figured.

We exchanged a few words and caught up with each other, how the Holidays had been and what we had been doing, as we started making our way to the nearest clothing store at the mall. She began browsing some bras that were quite large in size, and took a few of them with her into the dressing room. I waited for her outside while we kept on talking through the curtain.

"Could you help me out for a bit?" she said suddenly, after a bit of struggling noises.
"Of course!" I exclaimed and went inside the booth with her, where she was wearing only a bra that she was trying to close up at the back. 

Seeing her breasts more clearly now nearly gave me a shock. Standing behind her, I could see her reflection in the mirror in front of her, and her bosom looked even larger than it did when she was wearing clothes. I knew right away the new bra wasn't big enough, as the cups were barely capable of holding her large size. I tried closing the hook at the back, and could feel the weight of her breasts pressing against the bra. It got me a little bit flustered. I struggled a bit and managed to snap the bra closed.

"Phew! That was a real struggle", Jess sighed, with her breasts now barely contained in the cups of the new bra. "It feels way too tight though..."

"I can see that, you absolutely need a bigger bra than this", I replied and could hear the bra creaking at the weight. In fact, the creaking seemed to be increasing.

"Oh shit, open it quick before it breaks", Jess said worried, and tried to hold her breasts back from destroying the bra. 

With force I managed to snap the bra back open, and it certainly opened with force, letting her breasts spill forward. They jiggled heavily, looking full. I couldn't see her nipples as she was still holding the bra against them, but the visible amount of breast flesh was impressive.

"Let me go and get some bigger sizes for you", I offered and slipped out of the booth.

Eventually, after a few more attempts she managed to find a bra that seemed to be both supporting and containing her breasts. As she put on her buttoned up top, she looked even larger than before now that she was wearing the right size bra. 

We decided on getting some milkshakes next instead of coffee, as we felt a craving for it seeing the familiar milkshake bar at the mall. Jess got a larger one, as she said she had really been wanting one for quite a while. We sat at a round wooden table that was situated in the promenade of the mall outside of the milkshake bar, and I watched her drinking her chocolate milkshake with quite an appetite, as I was drinking my medium sized strawberry one a little more patiently.

"Oh god, it's so good!" she exclaimed with a satisfied look on her face. "If I worked here, I'd probably just be sneakily drinking them every day."

"Yeah they're probably one of the best ones I've ever had", I replied, and couldn't help noticing how my friend's round breasts were pretty much resting on top of the table. That must have been comfortable with a chest of that size, I thought, getting some of that weight off. 

As I let my gaze run over her chest, I realized I could now see her nipples poking through her top. They looked pretty big. I figured it must have been the milkshake making her feel cold. 

Soon after that we started browsing in some other stores, and had a good time talking about college coursemates and some funny things that had happened during the holidays. At some point however Jess started getting increasingly uncomfortable.

"Uhm... Maybe this bra wasn't the right fit after all", she said, and was trying to readjust it to the best of her abilities as we were walking.

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused. "It was one of the biggest sizes they had, and besides we made sure it was supportive enough."

"I know but... It just still feels kind of tight", she said, and looked down at her breasts a little concerned. 

I allowed myself to lower my gaze too, and lo and behold her breasts certainly were bouncing and seemed like the cups were too tight after all. I also noticed her nipples were still hard, and visible through the fabric.

"You're right, it doesn't look like it's fitting well..." I said slowly. "But how is that possible?"

We stopped, and I could hear a strange creaking sound. Jess was breathing heavier, and the buttons of her top seemed to be gaping a little more than before. She was blushing.

"It's like you've...grown", I soon said, hypnotized by what I was seeing. Had my friend really increased in size?

"Come, we need to get out of here!" she suddenly uttered, and grabbed me by the hand and started pulling me towards the nearest lavatory. I could see her firm breasts bouncing inside her top on each step. 

We rushed inside the women's bathroom, and thankfully at the time all the stalls seemed to be empty. Jess situated herself in front of the mirror and looked at her breasts in it with a confused expression. She grabbed them with her hands, and gasped:

"I think I am growing!" 

The creaking continued, and I could definitely tell that the buttons were now gaping even more. Her nipples were very visibly poking and swollen, and it seemed as if her breasts were slowly spilling over the bra cups.

"Oh god, how can I swell so fast?" she moaned, and desperately tried to hold her breasts back with her hands. "I know I had grown after the holidays, but it wasn't this quickly!"

As she was panting in the silent bathroom, the top button of her top soon exploded and hit the mirror with a snap. Her breasts bulged out and jiggled heavily for a while. She moaned out loud from either surprise or relief, probably both.

I wasn't sure what to do, I was utterly shocked by how she was ballooning slowly in front of me. I had never seen such a thing. The swollen breast-flesh was rising like dough, and the second button was getting ready to pop open - at least it was creaking dangerously. Jess looked increasingly worried, and rushed into one of the stalls.

"I can't be seen like this", she said as I followed her into the stall, and closed the door behind us. 

She seated herself on top of the lid of the toilet, and I could tell she was still growing. After a couple of shivering breaths in silence the next button popped open, and her large, now watermelon sized breasts surged forward, revealing more of her cleavage. Her skin was looking taunt and firm. 

"Wow, Jess", I said as I was observing her attention-grabbing bosom. "You're really big. Are you in pain?"

She groaned a bit and grabbed her breasts again. 

"It's the bra. It's squeezing them really bad now, I need to get it off!" 

"Let me help you", I offered and she turned her back towards me a bit, so I could reach the latch of her bra.

I could now see my friend's breasts over her shoulder, and could tell just how tight the cups were getting against her bosom. Her breasts kept rising upwards.

"Please be quick, Ann", she pleaded. "I feel like the bra might explode soon!"

It was a struggle, but I finally managed to open the latch. The bra popped open violently, and I could see how Jess' breasts surged forward and downwards. She moaned again with a sigh of relief, and removed the bra, now only wearing the grey buttoned up top.

As she turned again to face me, I was amazed just how much bigger she had swollen in comparison to what size she was when we met. She had a massive cleavage, as two of the buttons had popped, and now I could see just how huge her nipples were when there was no bra in between. They looked pokey and hard.

"Mhh... Please stop", she mumbled to herself while holding on to her breasts. "I feel so swollen and sore."

"I'm sure it's gonna stop soon", I uttered in an attempt to console her, but in reality I had no idea what was going to happen. Was she just going to keep on filling up until her breasts filled the whole stall? "Probably just some sort of a growth spurt. Maybe you're not done developing yet."

"Maybe..." she said, with her face flustered, and kept on massaging her mounds. I could see her top stretching further, and her poking nipples seemed to be closer to me than before. "I'm getting too big for this shirt!"

I could see her cleavege slowly getting larger as minutes ticked by, and the third button was becoming very tight. 

"S-so cramped...." Jess moaned and panted as the groaning, stretching sound of the shirt increased.

Soon popped the third button, and along with it rhytmically all the remaining ones, and her breasts bounced massively along each pop, until they swung free from their confinements, right in front of me. Jess groaned and was out of breath. Having her breasts free seemed to be quite a relief for her.

They were enormous! Her bosom looked very swollen, and her nipples were pink, shiny, large and hard. I was standing with my mouth gaping open as I never in my wildest dreams could have imagined her getting that big, despite her always being the largest in our friend group. 

"There goes my shirt..." she said. "This is crazy!" 

"I know! Do you think the swelling is slowing down?" 

"I hope so... I feel so full, I feel like I'm gonna burst if I swell any more", she replied out of breath. "I really need to get home, Ann." 

"How about I go and buy you some large clothes so we can get you covered up?" I offered. "You can't exactly go out like this..." 

"That's probably the only option. There's no way I can squeeze myself back into that bra or my top." 

I left Jess sitting in the stall, holding her large breasts as I slipped out in an attempt to find some large, loose shirts that would contain her swollen mounds. 

As I rushed my way back into the shops I hoped she wouldn't swell much more while I was gone, or we'd be in real trouble. 

All the while I couldn't stop thinking: What on earth caused her to grow so fast? 

~

For the Sake of Art (Part 6)

For the Sake of Art

Part 6



The next morning Annica and Claire were working on their huge white canvas in the university atelier. Annica found it hard not to smudge the paint with her bosom when she was making small details and standing close to the project.

"So, today is the day!" said Claire victoriously and finished off a figure she had been painting for days. "Today we'll finish this project."
"I suppose so", Annica answered and struggled to keep her breasts from ruining the fresh wet paint. "It sure is about time if we intend to finish this before the deadline."

Claire grinned at Annicas efforts in containing her assets and abruptly asked:
"So you and Mark, huh? How's that going?"

Annica remembered what Mark had said about Claire's infatuation and tried to sound as casual as possible. "Oh you know, it's nothing serious. We're still just friends and stuff."
"Just friends? It seems a bit more than that, especially since, you know..."
"Since what?" Annica asked and turned to face Claire.
"Since your boobs started getting bigger I mean", stated girl said like it was an obvious fact. "It was only after that when he really went after you."
"That's not true", said Annica and felt insulted. "Are you implying he only likes me because of my breasts?"
"Don't they all?" said Claire with weird bitterness in her voice. "But surely there has to be a limit to that. Sometimes they can just be too big you know. Then he'll leave you alone."

Annica stared at Claire, confused by her aggressive attitude.
"I don't want to be this big, you know? And I don't want Mark to leave me alone, I enjoy being with him. He doesn't seem to care if my breasts are big or small."

Claire looked down to her feet and was fiddling a paint brush:
"Oh yeah? So you're sure he doesn't mind if you're the size of a whale?"
"What? Of course not. But I'm not going to be a size of a whale..."
"I guess we'll just have to see about that", Claire smiled victoriously. "Based on the recent trend of things."
"Look, I'm sorry if you're jealous or something but I can't do anything about it", Annica sighed. "I try not to rub it in your face."
"Well you kinda have rubbed something in my face for the past year.." muttered Claire and continued painting. "But at least you've made up for it by helping me out with my own project."

There was a short silence and Annica was confused.
"What project?" she asked.

~

Mark arrived at the university as usual to catch a lecture in Art history, and he got to his locker to leave his jacket. He noticed that Claire's locker, situated just a couple of doors away, was not closed properly nor was it locked. It seemed like she had left in a hurry, but it didn't seem like there was anything inside.

Mark thought he'd be nice and close it anyway, but he noticed something had fallen to the back of the locker.

"Must have fallen out of a bag or something", he figured and grabbed the item. It looked like a big notebook, but on further inspection it turned out to be an album of some sort. Mark couldn't help glancing at the contents, and he was shocked by what he saw:

The notebook was filled with both candid and general photos of Annica! The first picture was from the start of the semester, and as he turned the pages he noticed they were all arranged in a timely order. Almost in every picture Annica had grown a little bit bigger, and Claire had written strange captions under them.

"As she is reaching her full blossom, more heads are turning towards her womanly curves."

"Yet again is her femininity increasing, and she is becoming the goddess she always wanted to be. But in her search for attention, will she go too far?"

"The men lust for her, but soon there will be a time when her hunger for size will make everyone turn away from her as she becomes an abomination."

"What the...." whispered Mark out loud. The whole notebook was definitely a product of a very twisted, sick person.

He looked at the first page that stated "ART PROJECT: The Rise and Fall of the Goddess"

"This is really weird", Mark thought and once again went through the pages and looked at the photos where Annica was standing on a ladder, and Claire had apparently taken candid photos of her from underneath. When he got to the last page, there was a photo where Annica was already noteably fuller in her button-up blouse from the start of the scrapbook and the caption stated:

"Now it is time for two projects to come to an end. Soon she'll find out just how 'lucky' she is to be the biggest and to have all the attention she wanted." 

Mark realized Claire must be behind it all. He didn't understand how, but it seemed like she had a major grudge against Annica and was using her as some sort of an art project. He needed to warn Annica!

~

Annica poured herself another cup of coffee, as she usually did at the atelier after they had finished work for the day. The room had a coffee maker on a side table, which was extremely welcome to all students.

She exhaled and sat down on the sofa and looked at the massive, colourful canvas on the other side of the room. The collaborative mural was finally done! It wasn't necessarily her favourite, but at least it was done. Claire had been hard to work with and their minds didn't seem to work well together. The end result was extremely abstract, and Annica was a fan of more traditional art.

"So, are you hungry?" asked Claire as she was fixing her messy ponytail.
"I'm absolutely starving...That took so long", Annica answered.
"Perfect. Let's go then! We have to be back soon to present the piece to the teachers."


After lunch they returned to the atelier to wait for the teachers. Annica was absolutely stuffed, since it had been hours since she had last eaten. She sighed and threw herself on the sofa, which caused her breasts to bounce uncontrollably.

"I've never seen you so hungry", said Claire and observed her friend.
"We finished later than I thought we would", Annica answered while holding her full stomach.
"True, I was taking my time with the finishing touches. Just like I planned."
"What?"

Before Claire could answer, their three evaluating teachers entered the atelier, engaged in a loud conversation. Annica jumped up and prepared to present the mural with Claire. As she got up, however, she felt fuller than before. Not in her stomach, but in her chest.

"Oh god, not now...." she thought and felt a warm, feverish tingle in her breasts. They were swelling again!

She greeted the teachers smiling, trying to keep her cool despite the fact that she was slowly filling up her newly bought bra and grey, buttoned t-shirt.

"What a magnificent piece you two have made! It's very bright and colourful", commented Mr Atkins. "Please tell us more about this mural."

"Well, it's a type of a representation of the arrival of spring and its effects in nature and people...." Annica started, and felt how her nipples got hard in her bra, brushing against the cups of her tight bra as she was swelling, "...and it's showing all the different stages in the season, starting from left to right..."

She could hear her bra creaking and tried to cover it up by somehow crossing her arms over her breasts as she was explaining.

"Hmm yes, very well, I can see you've been using a lot of colours in this part", Mrs Lawrence joined the conversation and approached the canvas. "I assume this is the part where the nature really starts blooming?"

Annica nodded nervously and hoped Claire would take over the explaining, as her breasts were still swelling. It was taking unusually long that day! She could feel how tight her skin was as it was trying to adjust to the rapid growth. Her breasts felt very warm and sore.

"This bra is definitely going to snap off soon..." she thought, and kept on trying to cross her arms over her ballooning bosom and creaking bra cups. "I'm feeling so big today!" 

As Annica had hoped, it was finally Claire's turn to talk and she tried to stand on the side without drawing too much attention to herself. Her large breasts were hurting as they slowly filled up even bigger, causing the buttons on the top of her shirt to nearly rip apart. Her nipples felt incredibly stimulated and it was driving her crazy as her breasts got heavier. They were definitely soon the size of perky pumpkins!

"Annica, I think you've done a great job in this part, with these little people in the distance", said the third teacher, young Mr Bailey. "You have a really good eye for detail."
"T-thank you, I felt like the piece craved for some detail. It's my cup of....hahh.. tea", Annica gasped and tried to keep her composure as her breasts were escaping her bra under her shirt. She felt huge!

Annica noticed Claire staring at her with a strange smile on her face. Not really at her face, but at her breasts. She found it weird. At the same time she felt her phone vibrating in her pocket. Annica ignored it for a while, as she was too busy answering the questions from the three teachers. Eventually she got a chance to glance at her phone, as the caller wouldn't stop, and noticed it was Mark. He had also left a message:

"It's Claire's fault that you've been growing! Are you with her?"

Annica gasped quietly. Of course! She had always been in Claire's presence when it happened. She was too late in figuring it out, as the damage had already been done.

As Claire started talking again, Annica was starting to look for a way out. Her breasts simply weren't stopping today! She vividly felt how she was growing fuller and fuller until she'd explode out of her tight shirt. Her bra was creaking in absolute agony, and finally it popped open releasing her massive, round breasts further. Annica gasped in shock and felt everyone's eyes on her and her round shapes and poking nipples. Soon after that the top button of her tightening shirt popped open, causing her breasts to push outwards and bounce. She figured it was about time to leave.

"E-excuse me!" she nearly shouted and ran out of the atelier to the hallway, trying to hold her bosom still.
"I better go after her to make sure she is okay", Annica managed to hear Claire say after she had exited the room.

Annica rushed into a small classroom nearby. She removed her bra and her massive, freely jiggling breasts were filling up the elastic shirt more and more. The feeling of the fabric brushing up against her hard nipples was making her lose her mind, even though she was very concerned about how big she was getting. It was absolutely ridiculous. How had Claire supposedly done this? How was it possible?

Annica sat on the teacher's desk and leaned back, moaning. Her breasts were extremely round and perky despite becoming so massive - they were simply getting so tight and full. The feeling was absolutely overwhelming as she kept on growing, her breasts bulging forward like beach balls being inflated. She was out of breath and aroused, but simultaneously confused and angry. Claire- if it indeed was her- had completely humiliated her in front of her friends and teachers.

Claire entered the classroom and left the door open behind her.
"So how does it feel like to be the center of everyone's attention?" she asked, digging out her smartphone to take a photo of Annica.
"What the hell are you doing!?" shouted Annica, moaning in between and holding her enormous breasts that kept on filling, popping open the next two buttons of her t-shirt. "I'm getting so big! Please I know you're behind this, make it stop!"
"I kinda want to see what happens", said Claire with the calmness of a psycopath. "And how big you can get. We'll see if Mark wants you then with those horrible, massive udders..."
"Aahh- What is all this about?" Annica moaned, her swollen breasts filling up into her lap. She felt them growing against her palms, accompanied by the creaking of her t-shirt. Or maybe it was her skin, who knows. "I'm getting absolutely enormous!!"
"You sure are... Wow, I never thought you'd get THIS big. But you were so hungry, you ate so much of that delicious food they had for lunch..." said Claire and stared at Annica's bulging breasts.

Annica was catching her breath. Her shirt had gotten small on her, and was now only enough to cover her breasts.
"How did you do it? Did you put something in the food?" she panted.
"Well you happen to be a big fan of coffee... You always have it before lunch", Claire smiled deviously. "It was very easy to add a little something to it."
"But... How does the...ahh... food add up then?" Annica moaned and felt extremely full. She hoped the growth would soon subside, as she felt like she was about to explode.
"It's just a nice little substance that reacts with calories. You remember the pizza from my house party, right?"
"How the heck did you get your hands on a substance like that..." the buttons on Annica's shirt were stretching apart.
"It was custom made. I happen to have a friend in the microbiology department, who knows how to play around with growth hormones", Claire explained and approached Annica, staring at her breasts. "Perfect for my little solo art project that's been going on for the whole semester."

Annica kept on moaning as the pressure on her breasts got worse, but it felt so ecstatic.
"So I'm your...mmhh...project?" she asked with eyes closed.
"Oh yes. The Goddess's Rise and Fall. These pictures will finish off my scrapbook very nicely", said Claire and snapped some more photos of Annica who had grown even bigger in the past few minutes. "You were the perfect attention whore for the project with your stupid big boobs."
"Excuse...hnngh...me?" Annica was panting and groaning.
"Of course you won Mark over with your boobs. It always happens!"
"If you really believe that, then why didn't you take the substance yourself?!" Annica shouted out of breath.
"I'm quite happy with my own body. It'd be a cheap trick to get attention, and I thought it would be more fun to try it on you.. You were already big, so why not make you bigger. So big that it was ludicrous. So big that it was way more than enough!"
"You're absolutely crazy, Claire...."

Annica's breasts were still filling up, and she could barely hold them anymore as they were getting out of her reach like two massive balls being pumped up. They were spilling out both from the neckline and from down under.

"God, I'm so...mhh...huge!! Don't you have an antidote?" Annica asked and felt like her shirt was about to rip apart.
"I want to see you burst out of that shirt first...."
"You're completely insane! Why are you so obsessed in revenge?"

Soon footsteps were heard, and Mark appeared running and out of breath. His eyes widened in absolute shock when she saw how massive Annica was getting.

"You reverse this, right now!" Mark shouted at Claire. "Are you trying to make her explode or what? How could ever think I could be interested in you, when you're this mental?"

Claire got startled as she clearly hadn't expected this to happen, and she realized Mark was blocking the exit. She got nervous and didn't know what to do.

"Please, Claire, do you have an....ahhhh...antidote", Annica moaned with blushed cheeks

At the same time her shirt finally ripped apart, and her enormous, bouncy breasts exploded to freedom. They were extremely round and full, and her nipples were massive and hard. Her breasts were nearly throbbing.

"So how do you like your stupid cow-girlfriend now, huh?" Claire asked, which absolutely infuriated Mark who suddenly attacked her by grabbing her by the hair, and locking her arms painfully behind her back.
"Shut up and tell us how to reverse this", he said demandingly, as Annica was moaning in fear and pleasure on the background.

"Ow you're hurting me!!" Claire screamed but finally obliged. "Well she ate a lot of food so of course they got massive, it should stop soon...They get smaller in time once I stop giving her the estrogen booster..."

Annica was panting and looking down at her enormous breasts that now resembled gymnastic balls. Thankfully they seemed to finally be stopping, and just in time. They were so full that she felt like she'd blow up if someone poked her with a needle. Her breasts were pulsating and throbbing, extremely sore but in a strangely pleasureable way. Her massive nipples were pointing towards Claire and Mark who were both looking at her in some sort of mesmerized shock.

"Are you okay, Annica?" Mark asked, swallowing. "You're unbelieveably big..."
"I-I'm alright I think...But I can barely move..." she said, and every little movement caused her massive breasts to sway from side to side.
"I think we're gonna have to find a sheet or something to wrap around you if we're to exit this building."

~

A week later Annica and Mark were sitting in Annica's living room, drinking coffee. Annica's breasts had to her relief reduced notably in size but they were still the size of footballs, and it seemed likely they were going to stay that way for a while.

After telling about the events to their mutual friends, they had reported Claire to the school board and she had immediately been expelled along with her microbiologist friend who had created the estrogen inducing substance so it was unlikely anyone was going to have the same fate as Annica.

"She was crazier than anyone could ever imagine..." Annica said, thoughtspread. "All that effort just because she was jealous of the fact I had large breasts and you."
"Yeah she was completely mental. I must say I wasn't surprised. But I'm happy that the effects were only temporary", Mark answered. "Imagine if you had to live with those monster boobs for the rest of your life!"
"Yeah, I wouldn't want that...There's enough to handle in this size already. Now I can at least almost see you when I'm on top of you", Annica smiled deviously and gave Mark a kiss.

"Speaking of...Would you care to get more comfortable in bed?" he asked, and after an agreeing answer he and Annica disappeared to the bedroom.


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(The end)

For the Sake of Art (Part 5)

For the Sake of Art

Part 5



Mark found Annica hiding in a corner behind a thick, white pillar, trying to button her shirt back up. It seemed hopeless since her breasts were bulging out of it way too much. Every time she got one button closed, the other one popped open, causing her breasts to bounce juicily.

"Oh it's no use... I'm just too big now", she sighed and gave up, letting her ample bosom hang freely in the tight blue shirt. "I'll have to go home and do some laundry so I can actually get clothing that fits."

"I can come with you, if you think it's too awkward to go alone like...like that", offered Mark and made a gesture at Annica's attention drawing chest.
"That would be nice. Maybe I could borrow your jacket or something", Annica mumbled and tried to cross her arms over her breasts as people were walking nearby. "It was so embarassing! Now they all definitely know of my little problem. They saw it happening in front of their very eyes."
"I think it hasn't exactly been a secret for a while. I mean... It's hard not to notice that you're bigger than you were in the start of the semester", said Mark. "Not that it's a bad thing of course, but I understand you don't want the attention."
"Yeah, I don't exactly want to be known as the freak with massive boobs."

They decided to leave, and Annica put on Mark's jacket, zipping it up to cover her wardrobe malfunction. Her chest was stretching out the jacket, making it rather short on her.

"That's way better", she said. "But I wish they weren't bouncing so much."

 
Annica and Mark left the building, and rode their bikes to the student building where Annica lived. When climbing up the stairs, she had to hold onto her breasts so they would stay still.

"I feel like I'm carrying around water balloons or something", she sighed as she crashed on the sofa when they got inside her apartment. "I just don't understand it, Mark..."
"They've definitely gotten on the heavy side", he answered, his gaze lingering on his friends button-defying breasts as she removed the jacket. "Can I do something for you? Food perhaps?"
"Actually yeah...I didn't manage to finish my meal at the cafeteria so it would be nice to eat."

Mark got up to prepare some sandwiches and Annica turned on the tv. They started talking about regular daily things and about their studies.

"No, it's not going too well with Claire", said Annica. "She's not really focusing on the job and she's just generally strange. I'm beginning to wonder if we'll be able to finish the project at all."
"Yeah, she's a little bit odd sometimes. And a bit annoying. I'm not sure if you knew about it, but she was coming onto me quite strong for a while", Mark answered as he sat down and served the sandwich to Annica, taking a bite of his own.
"What, really? When was this?" she asked mouth full of bread.
"Just last semester. It usually happened in parties when she was a bit drunk. I was never interested in her like that but she kept being very pushy about it."
"Sounds just like her", Annica said and sipped her tea. "She doesn't know when to stop."

As they continued conversing this and that about their mutual friends and the fact that one of their teachers was a bit of a twat, Annica felt a tingling sensation returning to her breasts and it was only getting stronger.
"Mark...I think I'm still swelling..." she said quietly and looked down at her breasts. The buttons were looking tighter.
"I think you're right. Wow", was all he could say with widened eyes. "When are you ever going to stop?"

Annica grabbed her squishy breasts, somehow trying to hold them back, but the pressure was simply getting too big for the remaining buttons.

"Oh god, I'm definitely popping out of this shirt..." she moaned, and right after that the last remaining buttons popped open, releasing her breasts out further. They were definitely just about football sized now. The relief caused her to let out a sigh and she was struggling to fight the arousal that the sensitivity of her breasts and Mark's stare were causing.

"Does it feel good?" he asked all of a sudden, out of breath. "You kinda look like you're...enjoying it."
"A little", she agreed, her cheeks burning red. "They feel so stimulated..."

Mark ran his fingers onto her thigh, moving closer. He was clearly wanting her, and she was wanting him. Their lips met each other and passionate kissing ensued, accompanied by eager caressing.

After a while Annica stopped, however. She had realized something.

"Mark - When I'm growing..." she started, trying to catch her breath. "It's always in your company."
"It is?" he asked, equally breathless. His palm was feeling Annica's right breast hungrily.

Annica thought about the occations the growth had taken place in, and realized food was always involved.

"You've been so insistant with offering food and..." she thought out loud, and then backed away from Mark feeling very suspicious. "Are you behind this?"

Mark looked surprised.
"No! I swear I have nothing to do with it. I've only been wanting to look after you", he insisted.

Annica was paranoid and didn't know what to believe. She looked down to her feet and spoke quietly:
"I think I should be alone right now."
"Are you sure?" Mark asked. "I promise you, I haven't done anything. I have nothing to do with the growth."
"I-I don't know. But I think it's the best that I rule everything out right now. I need to think."

Mark looked helpless for a while, but accepted her decision with respect and left.

~

Later that evening Annica was lying in her bed, cupping her bare breasts in the dim light. They were spilling out of her hands and felt warm and sore.

"There must be some obvious reason to this. I can't just grow like this out of the blue, and it's always when I eat with Mark..." she thought to herself. "If I don't find out the reason soon, who knows how massive I'll grow."

Annica touched her big, hard nipples and moaned out of the sensitivity. They felt so erogenic, so sexual. It was turning her on and she was missing Mark's attention on them. She enjoyed it how he had caressed them and his reaction when he saw how big they were without clothes in between. But maybe it was all his fault? Maybe he had done something that caused them to grow... How could she trust him? For all she knew maybe he pretended to care about her, just to get close to her and to see her expand?

The thought made her angry and sad, but soon she focused more on the role of food in the situation. There was always food, and Mark. And usually other people as well. The reason she had ended up alone with Mark was only because she had to go home from Claire's party, and from the university after growing.

She was getting tired from the multiple theories fighting in her mind, and decided to give it a good nights sleep. The next day she would definitely have to get to the root of it before the situation swelled out of control.


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(To BE continued)

For the Sake of Art (Part 4)

For the Sake of Art

Part 4


Walking home with a freely jiggling, swollen bosom wasn't easy - Annica's breasts were reaching the size of small pumpkins and they were very sore. At least she didn't have to hide her size from Mark anymore, considering what he had just witnessed. 

He hadn't said anything for a good while, probably because of the slight shock and confusion, but finally opened his mouth again as they were approaching Annica's apartment.

"So um.. How are you feeling now?" he asked and looked at Annica nervously.
"I'm fine, just a little concerned about how big I'm getting, you know?" Annica answered and glanced down at her bouncing breasts. 
"I understand, I'm...uh...I'm sure they can't grow much more than that. You're quite large already after all", he said carefully. "Maybe you just need a good rest now."

Annica realized she was liking Mark more and more. He was compassionate and clearly uncomfortable about talking of her growth, choosing his words with caution. 

"Actually I was going to ask if you want to come in for a bit at least?" she blurted out as they stopped in front of her building. 
"For sure! If you want", he answered. "I thought you would prefer to be alone with your...eeh...little problem." 
"Well, they're not growing at the moment so it's all fine", Annica smiled playfully. 

They walked up the stairs to Annica's door and stepped into her small, dark student apartment. She turned on the lights and removed her jacket, painfully aware of how obvious her bare, swollen breasts were under her blue blouse. She wasn't sure if any of her bras would fit her anymore.

"Would you like some tea?" she asked Mark once he had found his way to the sofa and gotten comfortable. He agreed and she put on the water kettle, excusing herself in her small bedroom to look for a bra.

Annica stopped in front of her full body mirror for a moment and her eyes widened as she could see how much bigger she had grown from earlier. Her shirt looked very tight and under it her full and firm breasts were swollen and round, nipples poking visibly through the fabric. She let her hands stroke them, feeling the increased size. The sensitivity and soreness caused her to moan quietly. They felt so heavy!

With effort she managed to remove her shirt, leaving her breasts swaying in the air. They looked even bigger now without anything containing them; Her nipples were full and shiny, and her skin looked rather stretched and tight. Browsing through her wardrobe Annica found a black bra which she figured could still cover her expanding bosom.

She stuffed her breasts in the bra cups and managed to close the latch. The pressure was still quite painful and her breasts were spilling over, but it would have to do for now. Annica chose a slightly more elastic light grey t-shirt to cover them, but she cringed at how big it made her look.

"He already saw them without a bra, it doesn't matter", she thought to herself and walked back into the living room to prepare tea for both. When she got there, she noticed to her surprise that Mark had already started with it.

"I figured I'd help you out a bit", he said. "You've had a bit of a rough night after all."
"That's very kind of you", Annica replied gratefully and sat on the sofa, exhaling deeply. 

Mark brought over a mug with tea and sat beside her, smiling his handsome signature smile again.

"Would you like something to eat as well?" he asked.
"You're way too nice, you know", said Annica. "You're supposed to be a guest in my home, not a servant!"
"I think you deserve some relaxation now", Mark responded. "What can I fix you?"
"I'm actually not that hungry right now. I think I'll eat later."
"Are you sure?" the boy asked.

Annica didn't know why, but the idea of eating didn't feel very good. She made an agreeing sound and sipped on her tea instead. Mark was staring at her. It made her heart pound faster - He sure was handsome with those dark brown eyes and slightly curled hair, she thought. 

"You're really beautiful, you know?" the boy said quietly after a moment of tranquil silence and looked her straight in the eye. 
"I don't know it, but thank you", Annica said and cringed. She wasn't very good with compliments. "You're not too shabby yourself."

He grinned, and Annica placed her tea mug on the coffee table. After a moment of hesitation she let her finger slide onto Mark's hand that was resting on his thigh. He reacted by taking a deep breath and looking at her and gently caressing Annica's finger with his own.

The air felt tense and it was filled with the sound of two accelerated breaths. Mark and Annica kept looking at each other, somehow getting closer and closer until their faces almost touched and they started kissing. Annica felt her swollen breasts pressing against Marks arm, and heard him react with a low, pleasured moan. 

Her fingers were exploring Marks sides and abdomen. She could smell his scent strongly in the air and feel his body heat through his buttoned shirt. Marks hands were caressing Annica's upper thighs, clearly trying to avoid her bulging breasts out of courtesy.

After a while she gently grabbed his hands and placed them on her mounds, letting out a sigh from the sensitivity. His grip was careful, as if he though it might hurt, but she encouraged him by directing his hands with hers. She could hear him panting and reacting to the sounds she was producing.

"They're really big", Mark whispered huskily, with his cheeks blushed. 
"Mhmm", she moaned agreeingly and closed her eyes, letting her breasts and pokey nipples push more firmly against his palms.
"Are they sensitive?" he asked eagerly. Annica kept moaning quietly and nodded. 
"They feel so heavy....." Mark continued hungrily and cupped her breasts, massaging them for her. Annica was breathing deeper. Her breasts were so sore, but it felt amazing when Mark was touching them. Then, all of a sudden he stopped.

"What is it?" Annica asked, out of breath. 
"I hope you know I don't like you because of your breasts or something", he said. "I wouldn't care if you didn't have them or if they were as huge as beanbag chairs or something. I just want you as a whole."

Annica smiled and attacked his lips with hers, kissing the boy passionately.

"I know", she panted in between. "But please keep touching them...It feels so good." 

Mark obliged and caressed her large breasts even more eagerly. She removed her t-shirt, enjoying the slightly shocked look on Marks face as more and more of her huge bosom was revealed, until she finally snapped open her tight bra, revealing all of it.

"Oh my god..." is all Mark could say with a feverish look in his eyes. "You're...They're...." 
"Shhh, you don't have to talk", smiled Annica and climbed on top of him with her heavy breasts jiggling and her large nipples poking out. "Just continue..." 

She pressed her crotch tightly against his, causing him to groan somewhat animalistically while he felt her bare breasts with his hands. They continued kissing passionately, removing layer after layer, feeling each other all over, until the sofa started getting too small. Finally Annica jumped up, grabbed his hand and pulled him with her to the bedroom. 

~

It was becoming increasingly hard for Annica to hide her growth from others. Her breasts had filled up so much that it was nearly impossible for her to find clothes that would draw attention away from the fact that she had gotten bigger. Wearing baggy clothes was the only thing she could try, but eventually they were getting too tight too.

Lunchtimes were particularly difficult. Her round breasts were becoming so large that they actually spilled over the table and prevented her from seeing down to her plate. They were resting on the table as she sat, pointing right at her classmates.

It was obvious to Annica that they had all noticed the change. She wasn't blind to all the lingering gazes that slid over her filling breasts. No one had said anything, but she kept on growing and growing, that in turn increasing the amount of stares. When she walked, her breasts would jiggle and bounce constantly from the slightest movement. They were now filling up like small beach balls by now, and she felt like she was gradually growing a bit every week.

It was Wednesday when Annica was having lunch with her friends as usual when another growth burst happened. She was wearing a light blue t-shirt with buttons since it was the last piece of clean clothing she had found in the morning. Sadly it wasn't one of those shirts that could hide her size. 

All of a sudden while eating, Annica felt a way too familiar tingling sensation and felt vividly as her breast started to swell even bigger. Her new bra was getting tighter and tighter by the minute, until it started to creak and the buttons of her shirt became strained as her bosom forcedly pushed forward on the table. Mark picked up on the worried expression on her face, and his lips parted slightly as he watched her swell in front of his very eyes. 

Annica knew she had to get out of there, but it was becoming too late, as the creaking of her bra and buttons increased. 

"Oh god, I'm so full! They feel so tight, how can I keep on growing even more?" she thought, with her heart pounding. "My breasts are already so swollen. I feel like I'm gonna explode...They're just not stopping!" 

She felt herself grow fuller and fuller, the buttons of her shirt straining more and more. A final creak, and a loud snap happened as a button gave up under the pressure, revealing a part of her massively bouncing breasts. Annica gasped loudly in shock, and was painfully aware of how all of her friends were looking at her bosom in awe.

"I-I must have eaten too much.." she muttered, still growing bigger. Another straining sound happened until a second button popped open, revealing her bouncy, round breasts even further. Annica was panting, it felt like her breasts were pulsating from being so swollen. 

"Wow...." said Claire with widened eyes but didn't continue. Everyone was definitely aware that Annica had been gradually swelling bigger, but no one wanted to bring it up in conversation around her.

Annica jumped up and rushed out of the cafeteria leaving her confused friends behind.

"She sure is getting massive", said Andrew out loud. "Aren't girls supposed to have stopped developing at that age?"

"I wonder how big she'll get!" commented Claire and looked like she was lost in thought. "Soon she won't be able to find clothes big enough to cover those."

"I better go after her and make sure she's okay", Mark mumbled and left the cafeteria as well.

~
(To BE continued)

For the Sake of Art (Part 3)

For the Sake of Art 



Part 3



The autumn night was quiet and chilly as Annica and Mark slowly walked along the pavement, chatting. It was dark and the street lamps were the only thing creating some faint light around the two figures and their steaming breaths. 

On every step Annica could feel her swollen breasts jiggle inside her tight shirt and bra. They weren't tingling anymore like they had earlier, so she knew the acute growth had subsided for now. It was most suitable, as she was rather enjoying the company of her fellow student. However, knowing her breasts had filled even bigger, she tried hiding them in her jacket and behind her crossed arms. 
It wasn't easy - She felt large. 

"Are you sure you were okay with Claire and Andrew mocking you tonight?" Mark suddenly asked "You stormed out of the room so abruptly." 
"Yeah, it... It wasn't about them laughing or anything", Annica tried placing her words carefully but noticed that Mark started to seem a little tense. 

She realized he probably thought she was insinuating the passing moment when she had felt something hard against her crotch after collapsing on him.
 "Or anything like that", she added hastily, not exactly making the situation better. 
"I hope it wasn't because of me then", Mark said. "I mean I totally get it because you landed on me kinda awkwardly and... I just don't want you to feel embarassed about it or something."

Annica blushed with the thought, and at the same time felt relief that Mark didn't seem to realize what she had noticed in that brief moment.
 "I wasn't embarassed, it had nothing to do with it", she spoke truthfully and smiled in a convincing manner. Mark responded with his calm signature smirk that caused her heart to pound faster. 
"I believe you", he said, "but why the rush then, if you don't mind me asking? It didn't exactly seem like a...eeh...bathroom call. You don't have to answer though."

Annica was quiet for a while. She wasn't quite sure how to respond, since she didn't want to lie to Mark. She had already done that once in panic the first time she experienced a rapid growth 'attack' as she called them in her mind. But what could she say? That she felt her breasts suddenly swelling so fast that she was afraid to burst? It sounded ridiculous. 

"I just suffer from a type of health issue or something like that", she said slowly after coming to the conclusion that it was probably a good general term for such a growth.
"Health issue?" Mark sounded worried. "Is everything alright? I hope you're not ill."
"I'm not ill, no. It's not exactly a conventional health issue or how should I put it..." 

Mark seemed rather puzzled by her words and she didn't know what more to say without admitting it was her breasts. She wondered if Mark had ever noticed that she was bigger every week. When they had first met a year ago, her breasts were definitely a lot smaller and had only grown gradually over time with nothing strange about it. Now she didn't know when they would stop, and they were already getting rather full and heavy. 

"I can maybe tell you more about it later", Annica said and wanted to put an end to the subject. Mark respected her wish and they kept on walking along the quiet pavement. 

Only a couple of cars had passed them in the darkness, but then it was still again. The outlines of a playground appeared after a small hill, and suddenly Mark spoke:

"Do you have enough time to sit down for a while?" 

Annica smiled. 
"Yeah. To be honest I don't have to get up early tomorrow, it's just something I kinda had to make up for Claire since she didn't want me to leave and I didn't want to tell her about my issue."
"But you were in a rush home nonetheless. Are you feeling better now then?" asked Mark caringly. 
"I am, actually", Annica answered and truly hoped her breasts wouldn't start swelling even more all of a sudden now when she finally got time alone with Mark. 

He seemed delighted as they made their way to the playground and sat on a pair of swings. Annica felt her large bosom jiggle as she seated herself and figured she had to do slower movements from now on in order to prevent her swollenness from drawing too much attention. 

They started casually discussing about the school art project, which slowly turned into laughing about the things their mutual friends had said or done at the university. Once they had talked for fourty minutes, Mark pulled out something from his jacket pocket. 

"Oh hey, want a chocolate bar? I forgot I had these with me", he said and offered the other one to Annica. "I bought them yesterday but forgot about it."

Annica gladly accepted - she was getting hungry already, despite being full of home made pizza at Claire's place. Chilly autumn air really worked wonders for one's appetite. 

They continued discussing about various subjects and the chocolate seemed to disappear as fast as it had appeared. Soon, however, Annica started noticing something strange. A familiar tingle and soreness appeared.

"Shit, it's continuing", she thought and felt her heart racing. "I'm swelling even more!"

Her bra was already very tight on her breasts but now they were starting to take more and more space in the cups. She felt herself growing slowly. The soreness just kept increasing, and with every breath it felt like her breasts were reaching further out. Her bra was getting tighter and started to creak faintly... 

"Is everything okay, Annica?" Mark asked, since Annica had suddenly gotten so quiet and nervous. 
"Um-" she tried to start and come up with some good excuse. Her bra was sinking into her flesh tighter and tighter. 
 "What's that sound?" Mark had noticed the slight creaking from the bra. 

The creaking increased as Annica's bosom kept swelling bigger. She let out a quiet sound of agony and leaned back on the bench, which caused her breasts to bulge forward. Her bra was getting so incredibly tight and her breasts were sore. They had grown so much in recent times that it started feeling like her skin couldn't keep up with the stretching. 

"Annica?" Mark asked again when the girl didn't respond. She was panting a bit.
"Uh... It's just my um..." she started with a blushed face as her bra creaked again. "Well, it's my bra actually."
It was his turn to blush.
"Are they...Too small or something?"

The swelling still continued and the creaking increased. Annica felt the need to remove her bra immediately but didn't want to do it in front of Mark. She was panting in agony from the tightness and knew she would eventually pop this pair of bra too if she kept on filling. 

"You could say so..." she finally managed to respond, and instinctively grabbed her swelling breasts to contain them. Mark looked at her in some sort of shock. 

"Y-you're...Growing?" he stuttered and looked at her breasts in awe and then back into her eyes.

Annica responded with an agreeing moan, and felt her big, hard nipples pressing against her palms. She was still swelling! 

"O-oh god..." she moaned. "How can this be happening!"

The creaking increased and sounded rather violent already. Her bra was about to reach its limits and her blue shirt was so tight that her breasts slowly started to spill from the neckline despite it not being that low. 

"I-I don't know", Mark responded with widened brown eyes. "Can I do something?"

Annica moaned and panted without managing to respond. Her bra was so tight it hurt! Finally there was a final creak, a small pause....
...And suddenly a big snap as her bra latch exploded from the pressure and her breasts jumped forward massively inside her shirt. 

She let out a loud moan from sheer surprise and relief as her swollen breast were finally able to jiggle freely inside her shirt. Her nipples were very visible through the tight fabric. The growth itself seemed to finally cease.

"God..." she panted and clumsily undressed the broken bra inside the shirt, quickly shoving it into her canvas bag while Mark was still staring at her and her full, jiggly bosom in a state of shock. 

"Your b-breasts..." he started with a hoarse voice. "They're so big...They're bigger than before."

Annica's face was burning red. She couldn't believe how embarassing all of this had been!

"I know..." she said quietly and looked at her feet. "I just keep on swelling bigger and bigger and I don't know why...I'm worried one day I'll swell so big I'll explode."

When she lifted her gaze she noticed something was definitely ready to explode in Mark's crotch area, and the sight sent a wave of excitement through her. The boy was shocked, maybe even scared, but the events had clearly aroused him. And that in turn aroused her - she realized she had been wet for a good while. 


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(To BE continued)

For the Sake of Art (Part 2)

For the Sake of Art


Part 2



The following evening Annica was laying on her bed, still troubled by her sudden expansion at the cafeteria. She was feeling her full, swollen breasts through a t-shirt. The sensitive feeling made her shiver – they felt all warm, sore and stretched in some strange way. She felt them weighing down on her chest more than ever before.

”I'm soon going to have to start wearing a bra at night if they keep growing like this”, she thought to herself and jiggled them a bit. There was definitely more mass than in the morning. ”That's the only way to keep them contained...”

She rolled on her stomach, and felt her firm yet bouncy bosom press against the mattress in a way that made them bulge from her neckline. It felt as if she had an extra pillow under herself and to her surprise she could feel how her nipples got hard again from the brushing sensation. The size of her breasts was making the formerly long shirt ride up on her back.
Annica tried to forget about the bothersome events and get some sleep. Once she finally managed to do that, she had disturbing dreams about her breasts filling up to the size of beanbags in front of everyone at the university.

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”Come on, Annica, a little more won't hurt you!”, Claire coaxed and offered some more self-made pizza. ”I don't wanna save the leftovers in my fridge since I won't manage to eat them by myself.”

Despite feeling full, Annica reluctantly grabbed another piece from the plate and took a bite with her beer. It was saturday and Annica and some of her friends from the university had gathered at Claire's apartment to discuss, eat, drink and to generally have a good time.

Before leaving to Claire's, Annica had managed to squeeze into a blue shirt she had, which had formerly not been nearly as tight as it was now. She was worried of someone noticing her increased size from the way her full bosom was stretching the fabric, but considering that at the moment she was half-forcedly gulfing down some pizza, maybe people would think she had simply gained weight. Either way she was beginning to doubt her choice of clothes - she could clearly feel them squashing her sensitive breasts, and made her wish she could take it off.

"I thought we could we could play some twister!" Claire announced suddenly and stood up from the sofa.
"Oh, not again, Claire", Annica complained half-seriously. "I'm too full for that kind of action."

To her surprise, she noticed her friends gaze slide over her bosom quickly, until she spoke:
"It's only good to get exercise in that case. To melt it down, you know?"

"Alright, Alright..." Annica grumbled and got up from her seat to help Claire with setting the game up.

Besides her and Claire, Mark, Andrew and a girl called Charlene were present. She was Andrew's new girlfriend whom Annica didn't know that well yet. She was a few years older than the rest of them and studied political history.

In not too long the game was on, and Charlene voluneeted to spin the wheel for the others on the first round. One by one they fell, but Mark and Annica ended up being the last ones on the twister carpet. Annica was in an uncomfortable forward-leaning position with both her left hand and foot in a red square, and her other foot in a further away blue square that was not occupied by Mark, who was trying his best to keep himself up in a complicated position below her.

Annicas full breasts were hanging down and she aknowleged a weird warm, tingling sensation in them. It was as if her newly bought bra was getting too small.... No, surely it could not mean that she was growing again? However, as the game continued, she felt her sensitive nipples get hard as they were hugged tightly by her bra.

"Oh god, I really am swelling", she thought and hoped the game would end soon. "How is this possible? I only bought this bra two days ago and it was fine then. Now it's squeezing my breasts real hard..."

The warm sensation kept increasing and she noticed she couldn't help feeling a bit excited of the tight, squeezing feeling as her bosom slowly felt fuller and fuller. Mark was there too, below her, unaware that she was getting bigger...

"Wow it must be the alcohol... I shouldn't think about things like this now. If the same thing happens as last time, I really might pop my bra right in front of these people..." Annica thought, but secretly glanced at the handsome fellow student who was struggling below her.

It didn't seem like Mark had noticed that she was slowly swelling, but Annica could feel her bra tightening every second and starting to creak in agony. She slowly started to panic and shake in her awkward position as she was so eager to get out of the situation.

"Oh, she's gonna fall!" Annica heard Claire shouting from the background.

And true enough, her arms finally gave up and she crashed right on top of Mark, with her bulging breasts pressed against his face. He produced a surprised, muffled sound.

"Whoa, get a room you two", the others commented and laughed.

Annica wasn't amused, she was struggling to get off Marks face. While doing that she briefly noticed something hard pressing against her crotch that made her blush even more. Had he gotten excited? Either way the situation was over quickly, and Annica jumped up, trying to look like nothing at all had happened. The others were still laughing and joking.

"Excuse me", she said briefly and rushed to the bathroom, hearing Andrew's and Claire's surprised voices behind her.

Annica closed and locked the door behind her and stood in front of the big mirror placed over the sink. Her breasts had definitely grown again - they were bulging from the seams of her shirt. What on earth could be causing this? She was definitely big enough already.

She brought her hands to her breasts and gently stroked their round fullness. A quiet moan escaped from her lips - they were so sensitive! Her nipples got hard from the stimulation and looked bigger than ever before as they poked through her shirt and bra. As she stroked them the tingling sensation suddenly returned.

"Ohh god, no!" she thought and her eyes widened.

She was swelling even more! At that moment she realized she would have to leave the others and go home. Otherwise she would definitely pop out of her bra and her secret would be revealed. What a freaky reputation she would get after that... The weird girl with massive, ever growing breasts.

Annica's mounds were firmly pressed against each other in her neckline now, and the gap in the middle just seemed to be deepening. She tried pulling the shirt up to hide them, but noticed the shirt was also getting a little short with the round, full breasts taking so much space. Besides the fabric gliding over her nipples made them even harder, and caused her breasts to jiggle like heavy water balloons. In some strange way it still excited her. "Damn alcohol", she thought.

As she exited the bathroom, she tried to be as quick and unnoticeable as possible. She would just have to grab her fake leather jacket and rush out of the door. She felt like her breasts were too noticeable already in comparison to what they had been, so she didn't feel like saying anything to the others. However, just as she had managed to quietly put on her jacket, Claire appeared in the hallway.

"I'm sorry, Annica", said Claire genuinely, "I shouldn't have laughed. I didn't know you'd be so upset."
"Oh -  no, it's alright, Claire", Annica responded quickly. "I just simply had to use the bathroom. I didn't get insulted by your jokes, even though I gotta admit that was a little awkward..."
"Mark sure got a good doze of those breasts of yours", Claire smirked a little mysteriously.

Annica tried to look normal with the mentioning of her breasts, but felt her face getting red:
"Y-yeah, I know right. Um - anyway. I was just on my way out."
"Already? You've only been here for like an hour and a half or something", resisted Claire and looked baffled. "Are you feeling alright? Do you have any pain?"
 Annica found the mentioning of pain a little strange, but answered:
"I'm perfectly fine, just got a little tired and I need to wake up early tomorrow."

Just as Claire seemed to accept her explanation, Mark appeared.

"Oh there you are", the boy said and smiled. "Leaving already?"
"Yeah, I was just explaining to Claire how I need to get up early and..." Annica started when Mark suddenly spoke:
"I could walk with you, if you want. I was thinking of leaving now too and we're going the same way."

Annica felt how her bra had gotten even tighter and her breasts jiggled from the lightest movement. She tried holding her arms in the way.

"Um, I guess that would be okay", she said a little clumsily, because even though she really wanted to be alone because of her growth, the company of Mark was a little too tempting.
"Great! Let me just get my coat then."

As Mark turned his back, Claire raised her eyebrows to Annica.

"Well, I guess I'll leave you two to it then!" she said cheerfully. "I'll see you at school."


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To BE continued