koalster: “So you’re telling me you didn’t ransack the work R+D lab.” You as
koalster: “So you’re telling me you didn’t ransack the work R+D lab.” You asked your girlfriend, who worked at a biotech start up.“Nope, no idea why everyone is accusing me. I just started there like, two weeks ago.” she replied.“And this breast growth is not a side affect of the serum that you allegedly stole.”“Um, no?” she said, looking down at her huge breasts packed in a woefully undersized bra. She was spilling out of the top, sides and bottom of the little thing. “I’m just a late bloomer, Same thing happened to my mom.”“Anne, I know your mom. She’s not what I would call busty.”“Err, I meant my aunt. On my dad’s side. Super chesty woman,” She tried to correct herself. Creaking fabric signaled that her breasts were actually still growing, albeit slowly.“So your, aunt, had a massive growth spurt at 27?”“Well, yeah.” She looked up from her tits but didn’t match your eye contact, looking away as if she was hiding something. “Did you aunt also become 8 feet tall?”“No… not really. We don’t really talk to her any more.” She replied. In addition to her breast growth Anne also added a few feet of height in the last week or so. Similar to her imperceptibly expanding breasts, it seemed she was adding inches in height as well, albeit very slowly.“Well, I know you don’t have an aunt on your dad’s side. Or on your mom’s side either. Are you gonna confess?”Anne’s face took on a nervous look. It seemed her increased anxiety spurred her growth as well, the rate of expansion picking up slightly. More bra fabric could be heard straining and bursting and you had to re-adjust your line up sight upward to look at her face a little more often than before.“Ok fine! I took the samples.” she yelled, finally looking you in your eyes. Sharon from the lab did it first though! You should’ve seen her tits when she got to the office the next day.”Her outburst was punctuated with a good sized growth spurt, bursting her bra. Tits bigger than her head wobbled wildly as she crested eight and a half feet tall.“I kinda knew you took the stuff when I saw this oddly labeled bottle in the kitchen.” You said, as you walked over and produced the experimental vial of the stuff. “That and the fact that you grew into a busty amazon within a week.”“I guess it was a little obvious…” Anne replied, hefting a breast that was still slowly growing.“Well, there’s still a lot in here…” You said, throwing her the little bottle.“What is that supposed to mean?” She asked, quizically.“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like this.” You lied down on the bed. “All I ask is that I get to fuck you giant, growing tits. Also try not to crush me with them. If you can.”“God, I love you…” Anne said, before throwing back the experimental compound. Her stomach rumbled, then her growth accelerated, adding inches in bust and height by the second. Anne quickly ran out of vertical space, dropping to her knees and causing a wave of delightful jiggles.You barely got your pants off when two tits bigger than refrigerators slammed down on your legs, covering everything below your stomach. Her tits weighed a whole hell of a lot, and were getting heavier at a pretty rapid pace.“How’s this, babe?” She asked, kneeling on the ground while her back was pressing against the ceiling. You could hear the plaster groan in response.“Amazing.” You said, starting to loose feeling in your toes. “Almost there…” you continued as Anne grew to fill the room. Her boobs were covering more and more of your body as you heard the ceiling give out.Within seconds the massive breasts covered your entire body from head to toe. You came.“Perfect…” -- source link