Worshiper of the S*n

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Same thing that happens any time someone embraces their identity and starts living their truth:

AN ANGEL GETS THEIR FUCKING WINGS!

After that, of course, is when the real fun begins.

The pills already did a good job of softening her chest. They puffed out and budded until they got heavy and full enough to properly hang, truly looking like breasts. Adding HRT to the mix only made the growth accelerate. Pretty soon, she was outsizing her friends, growing well past sizes that had taken them years to reach! It was a little embarrassing to have to get fitted for a bra for the first time, but it was affirming in a way she didn't know she needed and having her friends there to support her really helped.

The attendant's jaw dropped open when she saw her newly enormous breasts. Their size was difficult to believe to begin with but even more unreasonable was the idea that she had never been fitted for a bra. Thankfully, her friends were quick to jump in and justify it for the attendant, who seemed skeptical but at least stopped asking questions. The process was new and flustering. Getting her new breasts lifted and moved, feeling the cool tape measure sliding over her new, sensitive tits, made her knees weak and her heart pound. She had never felt anything like it. Thankfully for her, the shop had exactly one bra that was close to her size, but the attendant warned her that it might be a little snug. Both of them knew that it probably wouldn't last long. She walked out of the store wearing the bra, her friends showering her in compliments of how good she looked wearing it, confident in her figure and excited for what future growth might bring.

wanna hit?

But one pill becomes two, then three. It gets easier and easier to convince herself to grow just a little bit more. Concern about her clothes tightening develops into enjoyment of the feeling.

Furthermore it doesn’t just affect her breasts; her ass swells too, her hips widen, her lips and pussy grow plump. The more she grows, the more she wants to grow, and soon she can’t stop - her thoughts and IQ melt away, she’s dumbed down and constantly horny, begging to be fucked and begging to have more pills during it, completely addicted

Two of the biggest problems with growth pills is the fact that they don't work instantaneously and those that are desperate enough to take growth pills in the first place are typically lacking in patience. So, when her chest was still as flat as ever a few days after taking 'just one pill', Madeline assumed that it hadn't worked at all. She really only wanted a little padding, something to make it actually worth wearing a bra for, but after years of natural growth had completely failed her, she didn't want to wait. And so she took another. And another. And another.

When the first pill finally kicked in and her flat chest started to bud and grow, she had already had nearly a dozen pills. Madeline quickly assume that all those pills were required to get even that little bit of growth, so she hastily took more. Her body, however, was still catching up. Within a few days, her breasts had ballooned from barely-there Bs to gigantic Gs with no signs of slowing down. The hormones that surged through her body left her hornier than ever, calling out sick from work just to stay at home and play with her growing tits. And, of course, take more pills. Pleasure eroded Madeline's mind as the hours bled into days and she lost her ability to tell the difference. The only thing she knew was that her body was growing and it felt so good.

Will wasn't sure what he would find when he went to do a wellness check on his soon-to-be former coworker. Nearly a month had gone by since she had last bothered to call out sick. He was there half out of a sense of duty to find out what happened to her and also for his own concern. He had always had a bit of a crush on his mousy coworker. He just hoped she was okay.

When the door swung open, Will's first thought was that he had gotten address very wrong. What stood in front of him was as far as possible from his last memory of Madeline. The woman in front of him looked like a caricature of sexuality. Her breasts were massive, covering her torso so completely that her bellybutton rested in the lowest curve between them. Her hips flared out into absurdity, at least twice the width of her shoulders, and he could see that, behind them, was an ass that could absolutely crush him. Between her thick thighs sat a bare pussy that was easily as big as his two fists put together, slick and glistening, arousal trailing down her thick thighs. The swollen, plump lips on her face split into a wide grin. "Like, oh, em, gee! Willie?!"

Her name was Nao and she was feeling sea sick but also really sad because she was headed back to college which was far away from her home...My japanese isn't very good...