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)