orangeorc:Two days, when they were getting measured for the photo shoot, Lisa, Laura, and Hannah wer
orangeorc:Two days, when they were getting measured for the photo shoot, Lisa, Laura, and Hannah were all the same size- B-cups. But on the actual day of the shoot, Hannah’s breasts were so big they couldn’t conceivably fit in the top that’d been picked for the shoot. Hannah was aloof, and just shrugged when they asked her what had happened. They measured her, and she was a full four cup sizes bigger- a double-F.Lisa and Laura hinted they wanted out of the photo shoot, but Hannah called them “flat, jealous bitches” until they agreed to go ahead. Almost as soon as they agreed, Hannah tried to squeeze her bigness into the black FF-cup bra they’d found for her and failed. Her breasts bulged over and around the cups, which were clearly too small for her now. She was remeasured, and an even bigger top was found. She was an H-cup- wait, and HHH cup. The set tailor swore up and down she’d been an F-cup fifteen minutes ago, but dug around until she found the biggest bra they had. Lisa and Laura were even less excited for the shoot now, but they were too scared of Hannah to back out. The bigger Hannah boobs grew, the more dominant she became. Lisa was going to be in the middle, but now Hannah was the only one wearing black, and she had to be put in the center for “compositional reasons.”Lisa started to complain, but as she was whining about it, she heard Hannah snort in contempt. Lisa muddled through her protest, trying to ignore the sound of plastic stretching and fabric tearing. Laura squealed, and Lisa felt Hannah’s torn bra fly into the back of her head and fall to the ground. When Lisa spun around, Hannah’s was arching her back, and casually studying her breasts. “Jesus Christ…” said Lisa, blinking furiously, trying to convince herself she was seeing things. “Hannah, are your boobs even bigger? Are you seriously growing?”“Yeah,” said Hannah, casually. “I kinda have to. Like, it’s that or spend the rest of my life looking like a boy.”She glanced at Lisa and Laura’s chest in clear disgust, then gestured for the tailor. “Hey, clothing bitch? My breasts are bigger again. I need someone to measure them and tell me how much bigger I am.”The tailor pulled her jaw off the floor and forced herself to look into Hannah’s eyes. “We uh… we… you already just, um, broke the biggest bra we had laying around. It doesn’t matter what size you are, you’re too big to-““I know I’ve outgrown all your training bras. Measure me anyway. These skanks should know what a grown up bra size is.”The tailor struggled for words, and then obliged Hannah while everyone watched. “Uh… you’re bigger, all right… it looks like you’re a J-cup… wait, hang on spoke to soon… a K…”The measuring tape around Hannah’s bust pulled taut, and Hannah started to bulge over and around it. “Holy hell. You’re an L… fuck, wait, an M-cup.”The tailor pulled the tape away and scuttled out as quickly as she could. She clearly wanted to be out of the room before Hannah managed to grow even bigger. Laura spoke up in a trembling voice.“Seeing as Hannah, um, a mutant or something… can we call it? This is really weird!” she pleaded. Hannah laughed aloud at Laura, who seemed to wilt. The photographer and director patiently explained they saw an opportunity, and they would be insane not to get some photos of Hannah’s new endowments. Hannah informed them they’d be adding a zero to her pay for the day, which they agreed to instantly and resumed the shoot. They took a few photos with Hannah between Lisa and Laura. They took a few photos of Lisa and Laura gazing admiringly at Hannah. Finally, they took a whole series of photos with Lisa and Laura holding Hannah’s giant tits with their hands. Lisa tried not to look Hannah in the eyes.“I know you’re thinking about them, Lisa. You might as well look at them. Go ahead. It’s fine to be jealous.”“I’m not jealous!” whined Lisa, in a voice she knew to be unconvincing. “They’re just boobs for god’s sake!”“Oh, no. These aren’t boobs,” teased Hannah, smiling as she saw Lisa’s irritation. “Boobs are what you’d have if you grew two or three sizes.”Lisa was still cupping Hannah’s giant breast for a photo. She felt Hannah’s breast getting heavier. “If you got a bit bigger than that, you’d graduate to tits,” continued Hannah, standing up taller and puffing up with pride as her bust kept expanding. “And if you got implants… and then got pregnant… maybe… maybe your tits would get really big, and then they’d graduate to jugs. Like what I’ve got.”Laura was watching Hannah grow again, and took a step back out of fear. Hannah’s boobs had grown at least two or three more sizes, and they made Lisa’s hand look like a child’s. “Actually, what comes after jugs? I’ve got those now,” said Hannah, throwing back her head to cackle, and inching towards the ceiling. Lisa had a split to second to process the way Hannah was growing up… and therefore growing taller… when she heard a stretch noise, and looked down just inside to see Hannah’s hips wide until her panties snapped. By the time Lisa looked up again, Hannah had enlarged to nearly seven feet tall. Her bust expanded, bouncing Lisa in the face, causing Lisa to stumble backwards. Laura screamed. “She’s a monster!” “I’m a goddess!” said Hannah, cackling as she wrapped her arms around her jiggling, beach ball bosom. She towered over everyone in the room by at least six inches, even the men. “We’re taking more photos! And these tiny little girls are taking them with me!”The photographers looked and each other, and obeyed Hannah. Hannah was smirking and laughing, and pulled both Lisa and Laura towards her immense bust by force. “Get more photos!” she ordered, her voice surprisingly loud. “Let everyone see… how fucking big… my tits are getting!”Lisa screamed as she was pushed against Hannah’s expanding rack. Laura tried to run away, but Hannah pulled her back in, and squeezed her between her giant breasts. Laura was briefly enveloped by boob so thoroughly she couldn’t breath, but then Hannah grew taller and Laura feel free. “Don’t… go!” ordered Hannah, rising up to nine feet, and then falling to her knees. “Stay! I’m… still… growing!”The photographers were still snapping photos out of fear and morbid curiosity. Hannah was growing faster and faster. Her tits were as big as weather balloons, and swelling bigger by the second. Lisa pulled away. While Hannah was distracted, Laura wrested free. Hannah tried to grab Laura, but lost her balance, and fell towards Laura. She was twelve feet tall on her knees, and her boobs had swollen bigger than Laura.Hannah barely seemed startled when she enveloped, smothered, and crushed Laura with her breasts. “Oopsie-doodle…” she laughed, in no hurry to get back up. “I guess my breasts are so big… I just crushed a puny normal model with them! God… I’m gigantic! And still growing!”The studio shook as Hannah lumbered heavily to her feet. She was over twenty five feet tall, and rapidly rising towards the roof. “Don’t you tiny bastards run! Keep taking photos of me!” she boomed.“You’re going to blow a hole in the ceiling!”“I know! Get photos of that! Wait, wait… even better…”She rocketed up to 40 feet ball. “Lisa? Tiny-kins? Where are you? It’s so hard to see dinky little normal over these- there you are!”Hannah bent over, and snatched Lisa with one giant hand. She chortled as Lisa’s legs flailed.Hannah’s whole face was bent with a giant, twisted grin as she placed Lisa against her navel, between two breasts that were rapidly growing bigger than minivans.Hannah had grown more than fifty feet tall. Her shoulders were pushing against the roof, but she didn’t seem to notice or care.“Okay, okay! One last photo! Just get some shots of me crushing Widdle Wisa here between my tits!”“No!” wailed Lisa, panicking as the giant, soft walls of warm titflesh began to envelop here. “Hannah, stop! Please, I’m begging you!”“Tit-crushing here is like, dramatic irony! Cause my boobs are bigger than hers! Ready?”Hannah had dropped to her knees but her back was already pushing the roof again. The photographers snapped photos in fear, trying to ignore the girders and ceiling tile falling around them. Hannah was more than eighty feet tall, and rapidly increasing in all directions. “Say cheese, Lisa!” said Hannah, clapping her breasts together as she exploded through the roof, surging out of the building to loom over the skyline. -- source link