Breast Inflation

Gavin knew he shouldn't complain. With the economy in its current state, he was lucky to be able to find a summer job, and it wasn't unusual for parents to require their kids to work as a condition of car and party privileges. He just wished he could have found something in the IT field, as opposed to making balloon animals for snot-nosed kids. The pay was lousy, the costume and makeup were hot and heavy, the locker room smelled terrible, and every popped balloon meant a crying child and an irate parent yelling in his face.

As Katie walked across the gym floor, her breasts bounced ever so slightly with each step. “Everyone knows her tits are fake,” Sarah thought to herself, “nobody can grow a set of double D cups like that in one summer.”

Sarah hated Katie, and she had good reason to. Katie was a bitch, she took any chance she could to humiliate Sarah for her obesity, and she truly made her life miserable. She was also everything Sarah was not, skinny, busty, tan, beautiful, popular, and of course, a cheerleader. She was the girl all the guys lusted after.

The girl screamed as she noticed her breasts expanding, but the scream of terror soon turned into a moan of pleasure. I stepped back wide-eyed. She shook her head and undid her long blonde hair and let it fall down her back. She turned towards me, her breasts still expanding slowly. She grabbed me and pulled me close to her. Our lips brushed lightly, then we kissed. I could feel her breasts pushing against me. Soon I could feel her stomach pushing out too. She gasped. I was pushed away from her by her extraordinarily large breasts, which were now at least the size of beach balls.