Brandi was in her grandmother’s attic moving some old boxes. Her grandmother died a little over a we

Brandi was in her grandmother’s attic moving some old boxes. Her grandmother died a little over a week ago and Brandi’s family was moving her stuff out. Brandi was volunteered to clean out the attic. “We all have to work as a team,” her mom said with a smirk. Brandi knew the real reason she had to go and she was jealous of that reason. The attic was cramped and filled with all sorts of things that made it difficult for her sisters move around up there.Brandi’s older sister, Jessica, was twenty-eight with breasts that went down slightly past her navel. Her nineteen year-old sister, Kelly, had recently started college with breasts that rested proudly just above her navel. Her youngest sister, Cady, was Brandi’s biggest headache. Only fourteen years-old and Cady was entering high school with breasts larger than her head. At this rate, her breasts would be even larger than Jessica’s breasts by the time she graduated college, unless her hormones went into hyperdrive. Brandi was twenty-four and flat as a board.Brandi cussed under her breath as she shoved a box from one side of the attic to the other and it tipped over. Luckily the only thing that fell out was a book covered in dust. Brandi sat the box back upright and shuffled over to the book. She’d never seen this before. She blew the dust off the book and coughed as it flew into her face. As she waved the dust from her eyes, she looked down at the title of the book. “Spelles, Curses, and Incantationes.” Brandi wrinkled her nose at the title. “Not very creative,” said Brandi looking through the book. While looking through the book she didn’t notice the head of her youngest sister peering over the attic door.“Hey, Brandi!” Cady’s high-pitched voice sounded like a banshee’s wail. “Yes?” asked Brandi gritting her teeth. “Mom says we’re done for the day. We can go home now,” said Cady before she disappeared back downstairs. Brandi was silently grateful for this. She was covered in dust. She stepped down from the attic and walked to her mom’s car. Brandi’s mom and sisters were already waiting inside. Cady was in the front seat while Jessica and Kelly were in the backseat. Brandi sat behind her mom who was in the driver’s seat.The ride back to Brandi’s apartment was bumpy, her sister’s breasts bounced every time the car bounced. Brandi could almost swear that Cady’s boobs were even bigger. She wasn’t alone in thinking that. “Looks like we need to go bra shopping again.” said Brandi’s mom. Cady stuck her chest out proudly. “Really? Let me feel,” said Jessica grabbing Cady’s breasts from behind. Cady giggled as Jessica fondled her breasts. God, Brandi couldn’t believe how jealous she was of her youngest sister. She was thankful she lived so close to her grandmother’s place. It wasn’t long before the car pulled up to Brandi’s apartment.Brandi closed the door to her apartment, glad to be away from those women. It wasn’t that she hated her family, she just didn’t feel like she could relate to them. She wanted the insane breasts her sisters had. Hell her mom had breasts that just about rested her lap when she sat down. What she wouldn’t do for large bouncy breasts. She looked down disappointed at her meager chest and wiped away some dust on her front while she walked. She was thinking of taking a shower but she had a whole week to herself before she had to go back to work, so she decided to slum it in dusty clothes.When Brandi got to the kitchen, she saw a book resting on the table. It was the spell book. “How did this get here?” She picked it up and looked through it, if only to find something entertaining to take her mind off of her sisters and their enormous racks. The first page was written in her grandmother’s writing. “My dear Brandi, This book is now yours. Use it well. I hope it will bring you infinite happiness as it did me. I love you very much.” Brandi smiled. Brandi loved her grandmother. She never treated Brandi any differently like the rest of her family did. She flipped through the book and stopped at a particular spell. It read “Breaste Enhancere.”“You can’t just stick an extra ‘E’ at the end of every word,” Brandi snorted as she read. The spell seemed very simple. All she had to do was grab her chest (or lack thereof) and say a couple words. The only hard part were the words themselves. These words were utter nonsense and she had no idea how to pronounce them. She gave it a shot anyway. She grabbed her chest and said the words as best she could. Afterwards, she looked down hoping something would happen, but was disappointed. She tried again saying the words a different way. Nope. How about this way? Still nothing.She realized how stupid this was. There was no such thing as magic. Especially not boobie growing magic. She took the book and lied down on the couch and flipped through more of the book. It wasn’t particularly thick and most of the spells were a lot more complicated that the Breaste Enhancere. One required a tomato that weighed a metric ton. She read through more and before she knew it, she had drifted off to sleep.She dreamt that her sisters’ breasts were growing right in front of her eyes. The growth was fast. It wasn’t long before they rested on top of their growing tits. All four of them were in a small space that was rapidly filling up with luscious breast meat pushing Brandi up against the wall of the room. Brandi screamed as the growing walls of breast flesh pinned her. Her screams were muffled by their growing flesh and the laughs of her sisters.Brandi awoke breathing heavily. She couldn’t believe how ridiculous the dream was. She looked down at the book, but her vision was blocked by a wall of cleavage. She sat upright shocked. Where did these boobs come from? She poked one of her breasts. This was real. She then grabbed her breasts. They overfilled her hands. No. That was the wrong word. They were overflowing her hands. Slowly but surely, her breasts were growing right in front of her eyes.Brandi marveled at the size of her growing breasts. She was definitely larger than her baby sister and was now approaching Kelly’s size. How did this happen? She looked down at the spell book. She flipped back to the Breaste Enhancere spell. She only read the first part, there was another page going to into detail about the spell.“Thise curse ise only intended fore one use pere persone. Thise curse workes differently fore everyone. Pronunciatione wille produce differente effectes,” Brandi read as she absent-mindedly groped her swelling melons as they took up more space in her shirt. It felt really good! “This is no curse, grandma,” giggled Brandi as she noticed her breasts surpassing her other sisters and starting to tear through her shirt. “How big are these going to get?” she asked herself.She placed the spellbook on her distending shelf. “See if I can find some way to reverse this. Maybe not reverse it. This is nice. Maybe just stop it.” She tried to remember how she said it earlier. She said the incantation. The growth slowed then stopped. Her naked breasts overflowed her lap. “Now these are tits. I’m bigger than Mom now! These are amazing!” Brandi admired her breasts.After a few seconds, she gasped as her breasts began growing again. They grew much faster than before, pulling her to the ground. She rested on top of her growing mounds. “This is nuts!” said Brandi before saying the incantation again. The growth didn’t stop but her libido was out of control. Her swelling tits were now incredibly sensitive. She orgasmed as her ballooning breasts took up more and more space. “I’m so big,” said Brandi in the throes of sexual passion. She couldn’t wait for her sisters to her now. -- source link

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