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.

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(To BE continued)