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Wait, why do you look so surprised to see me?"

I said all that? Oh, honey, I'm so sorry. Of course I still want to speak to you. I want to do a lot more than that, too."

What changed my mind? Well, I went to the mall to get a new bra, and everyone was so, so nice to me! Even after my top ripped! Well, especially after my top ripped. The cashier said she'd let me walk out with as many bras as I could carry!"

Yeah, that was really nice of her. Almost too nice. These things are expensive, you know. If my bras get taken out of her pay, she's gonna lose a paycheck at least."

Well, yeah, I feel sorry for her too, but thinking about that gave me an idea. See, I wanted to video chat with you to see if um. If I could get you to cum yourself just by aski--"

WHOA! I hadn't even asked yet, honey! No, don't stop. Just keep going..."

That's--wow, you just keep going, huh? Say, you're looking a little faint. Are you alrigh--"

Oh shit! Stop, stop, stop! Stop cumming!"

Phew. Sorry, I just was worried that--hold up, were you actually about to pass out? Tell me the truth, now."

You were? You were gonna cum yourself unconscious for these giant fucking titties? They're that powerful?"

...Hm. Well, it's a start."

What do I mean? I'll tell you. You're gonna go downstairs to that lab of yours and get every last dose of serum you have. Then you're gonna drive over here and you're gonna give them all to me. And then I'm gonna grow. I'm gonna grow until I can't fit in this house anymore. Until people do exactly what I want without me having to say a word. And then you're gonna climb up on these massive, gravity-welling tits and fuck me until one of us passes out. And then...well, we'll see. I'm a patient girl. I can put off world conquest for a day or two."

Maybe an hour or two."

"Hi, officer? I was wondering if you'd let me out."

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"Aww, why not?"

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"Smothered my boyfriend to death? That doesn't sound like me."

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"Crushed my next boyfriend? I'm telling you, you have the wrong woman."

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"Three whole city blocks? That--oh god, that was a fun one--wait, shit, I mean--"

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"Yeah, yeah, you're a real Columbo. It's not like I got caught on three international news stations. A woman with tits big enough to land a helicopter on is hard to miss. Even harder when the news actually lands a helicopter on your tits so that can get an interview."

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"I keep telling you, that one wasn't my fault! I literally told him he'd die in there! He just said 'worth it' and dove into my cleavage! It's not like I could have stopped him!"

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"We're getting off topic. See these girls? These round, perfect, ever-growing tits?"

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"Yeah, well, your suppression formula couldn't last forever. This body was made to grow."

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"Why yes, they are massive! And they'll be all yours if you just open this cell door."

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"Crushed to death? Don't be silly! Those were all accidents. I know better now. You can just take me outside while I grow, then climb up onto my boobs the second I'm big enough. I can't crush things that are on top of me."

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"No dice, huh? You really don't get how this is gonna pan out. See, I'm just gonna keep growing. There's not enough growth suppressors in the world to stop me, even if you managed to wake up the prison doc in time. If you don't open this fucking door right now, I'm just gonna smash through it. If you're still here, well, you'll probably have about 10 seconds to get to the cell block door and get out. If not, well, you're gonna be trapped under 20 tons of tit."

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You walked down from your bedroom, blearily wiping the sleep out of your eyes. You weren't sure what percentage of last night was real and what part was some sort of hallucination. The weird pendant around your neck felt heavy against your chest, a reminder that yes, you did bring home a woman from the bar last night, and that yes, she was into some weird occult shit.

The rest of it...well, you were pretty drunk. Maybe she slipped you something. She had talked about "all natural virility enhancers." Maybe there was some kind of ayahuasca or shrooms that made you see stuff and fuck like a rabid bunny. It'd explain the soreness in crotch and hips.

Either way, it wasn't worth worrying too much about. She wasn't in your bed when you woke up. Your phone, wallet, and keys were all safely on your end table. Clearly--

As you neared the kitchen, you heard a heavy, fleshy slap, followed by a giggle.

"Oops! Sorry girls, still not used to you being like this."

You pinched the bridge of your nose. Her--you struggled to remember her name--still being here wasn't a huge problem. Last night was fun, and at the very least you felt like you should make her breakfast for that, even if she did drug you. It was just that you were never too good with postcoital conversation. You rounded the corner.

"Oh hey, you're awa--buh."

You froze in your tracks. Standing by your stove, straining against the largest pajama top you'd ever seen, was your one-night stand. She was staring down at her own perky, yoga-ball-sized tits, idly caressing them. She was bigger than any woman you'd seen in real life. Unless those hallucinations you thought you had last night were actually real. If so...

She looked up at you and smiled. "Oh hey! Sorry, I was gonna make us some breakfast, but well," she slapped the sides of her rack, causing it to jiggle hypnotically. You felt the blood working its way back into your sore, overworked cock. "It's hard to see what I'm doing."

"Um. Uh. L--Lara?" you ask.

She shakes her head, unperturbed. "Layla. Close, though."

"You--you're--"

"Huge?" She strolled over to the kitchen island and rested her tits on it. You could hear the wood creaking beneath their weight. "Thanks for noticing! I couldn't have done it without you."

"I was gonna say mobile."

Layla blushed a bit. "Oh. Right. They shrank a little bit overnight. The shopkeep told me that would happen."

"Shopkeep?"

Layla's grin came back. "Weren't you listening last night?" she asked. "Or maybe you don't remember it all too well."

You were suddenly aware of a faint pounding in your skull. "That second one, I think."

"Aww, poor boy." She stood back up and unbuttoned her top. She fished around a bit in her cleavage, plunging her arm up to her elbow in between her tits. With a little effort, she pulled out a pendant that looked like yours. "I got these at the mall a couple days ago. The shopkeep told me that my pendant right here would let me find my soul mate, and that if I gave him--you--the other one, he'd give me the body I wanted."

You look down at the humble-looking quartz pendant on your chest. "I--that can't be right," you mutter.

"Oh, so I just happened to outgrow your bed spontaneously last night?" Layla raised an eyebrow. "I suppose you have a lot of experience with climbing up a woman's tits and fucking her from behind until she fills the room and you pass out."

"I--alright, okay, you're right." You look at the pendant again, then back at Layla's pendant, then back at Layla's chest. "So...you want to be that big?"

"Not really. Miss Amaranthe--that's the woman who ran the shop--said it'd probably take a while for me to get the body I wanted."

You'd never been so hard in your life. With the last bit of blood that still could make it to your brain, you had a realization. "Wait, what was that about a soul mate?"

Layla's grin widened. "Oh. Yeah. That's you."

You nodded slowly. "Nobody's told me that before."

Layla shrugged. "Well, I've got unusual requirements for a soul mate. I like a kinda nerdy guy. One who'll help me pursue my interests. One who'll accept that my main interests are having the biggest tits anyone's ever dreamed of." She looked outside as she walked towards you. "One with a house in the country and no neighbors around for miles." She stepped in towards you, pressing her chest against you and forcing you back into the wall. "Plenty of land for me to grow on." She stepped further forward, and you felt the air rush out of your lungs. Layla laid a hand on your crotch, smiling appreciatively at her effect on you. "Enough so that when I outgrow the property, I'll be too big for anything to do anything about."

You struggled to breathe as your wriggle against Layla's colossal tits. You managed to work your way into her cleavage. Her breasts wrapped around you, imprisoning you in their warm, inescapable softness. "I--I see--"

"And I want a man who'll keep fucking me bigger until I'm finally satisfied." Layla grabbed your face and drew you into a kiss. Her lip gloss made your mouth go numb. You could feel tunnel vision overtaking you as your heart raced and your cock swelled and throbbed. "And I'll never be satisfied."

You could feel your thoughts drift away. The last one to vanish was a smug realization.

So she did drug me.

"How does that sound, lover?" She stepped back, not waiting for an answer, as she led you towards the back door. You looked around at the forest, smelling the pine and wildflowers, nearly salivating at the thought that soon all of this would be crushed beneath your soul mate's mountainous breasts.

"When I said I'd let you crash on my couch for a few weeks, I didn't mean that you could just move in permanently!" snapped Kayla. Her long blonde hair, normally so well-groomed, flew wildly as she ran her fingers through it in frustration. "I didn't mean that I'd let you make a mess of my living room, or eat the lunches I'd prepped for myself, or smoke weed on the couch all damn day!"

Dee tucked her vape beneath her thigh, half-thinking that having it out of view would make her roommate less angry. It wouldn't, of course, but weed made her think funny things sometimes. "Kay, chill, I'll be out of here as soon as--"

"You said that last week, Dee!" Kayla clenched her jaw. "I swear to fucking god, if you're not sending out resumes first thing tomorrow, your ass is out on the streets! You can find some other sucker who'll take you in!" With that, she stormed off to her room, slamming the door behind her.

Anxiety began to make its way through Dee's clouded thoughts. She didn't even know anyone in town who'd let her stay with them, and she certainly didn't know anyone who'd give her a job. She'd been through three employers in as many weeks. There was only one thing to do in a time like this. Dee pulled her vape back out and took a puff. As she exhaled, she let out a long, languid moan.

"God, I wish Kay would let me stay and not make me get a job."

As soon as the words and smoke left her mouth, Dee felt a sudden warmth, flooding throughout her body and settling in her chest. Her hands flew to her breasts, letting out a soft moan as a pleasant tingling ran through them. The guy at the dispensary hadn't mentioned this as a possible side effect, but--

"Oh, fuck--" she gasped. Dee could feel pressure building in her chest, as though the flesh of her tits were pressing out against the surrounding skin. Her top was growing tighter, the fabric squeezing her tits and sending warm, calming waves of endorphins through her body. She took a deep breath, relishing in the feeling. Every inch of her swelling tits tingled with a newfound sensitivity; even the crumbs that had fallen into her cleavage sent mini-shockwaves through her brain. She stretched her arms and arched her back, willing herself to grow more, to get every ounce of pleasure she could from this.

With a soft, shuddering sigh, Dee bucked her hips forward, feeling her arousal growing as her tits swelled outwards--faster now, arcing over her stomach and creeping over her thighs, growing heavier and firmer with each breath. "Oh--oh god, just--"

Dee squeezed her massive breasts as she came, each orgasmic pulse blending with the calm warmth of her growth and the THC clouding her mind, sending her on brief, spasming trips through Nirvana. As it finally ended, she let her body relax fully, reveling in her blissful calm.

When Dee finally awoke, she didn't know how long she'd been asleep. Judging by the fact that it was still dark outside, it couldn't have been too long. Still, though, judging by the fact that Kayla was out in the living room, sleep mask dangling around her neck and pajamas loosely hanging off her Pilates-toned body, it had to have been a few hours.

"Oh--hey, Kayla," Dee said, yawning as she idly stroked her new tits. "Sorry, did I wake you or something?"

Dee didn't register the look on Kayla's face until she spoke. "I--well, no, I came out for some water and--did--are you--um--" Kayla blushed as she looked away for a moment, then blushed harder as her gaze returned to Dee's cleavage.

The clarity that growing sobriety and a post-orgasmic nap offered Dee gave her a sudden realization. Maybe breast growth wasn't necessarily a side effect of her vape. Maybe...

"You see something you like?" asked Dee, smirking.

"No!" Kayla shook her head frantically. "I mean, it's not that I dislike, but like, I'm straight, so I'm not--but like if I were into women--"

Dee felt a wicked twinge run throughout her body. She had an idea. "So Kay. I know you said I should start looking for a job tomorrow, but like. I'm gonna be busy, you know?"

"Oh, no problem," said Kayla. She had abandoned all pretenses of not staring at Dee's chest by now. "Yeah, you don't have to go job hunting tomorrow."

Dee figured she could press her luck. "And, man, I'm sorry, but like, I'm gonna be busy all week."

"Sure, sure." Kay nodded. "With what?"

"Smoking weed and masturbating," said Dee. "Maybe eating all of your snacks."

Kayla looked up at Dee. "I--I mean, sure, Dee, take as much time as you need, but could you leave my snacks alone? Those 100-calorie packs are, well--uh--"

That was odd, Dee thought. Then again, she didn't wish for free reign over Kayla's pantry. "Oh. Yeah, that's alright. As much time as I need, though? So like, a month? A year?"

"Um--yeah," said Kayla. "As long as you want. It's good to have you around to look at and--I mean--It's uh. Good to have you around."

Dee smiled. "Cool. I'll be here for a lot longer then."

"Sure!" Kayla cracked a dazed smile. "And uh--if the lease is up, then--"

"Then I'll move with you to the next place."

"Cool, cool." Kayla smiled. "Is--is that all? It's just that, um--I'm sort of--well--"

Judging by the beet-red tone of Kayla's face, Dee figured she'd have to let her go before she exploded. "Yeah, that's fine. G'night, Kay. Have fun in there."

Kayla let out a squeak of embarrassment as she retreated towards her bedroom door. Dee counted out five seconds before she could hear a familiar buzzing sound. Dee smiled. She knew she should get ready for bed as well. Still, she could do with a snack.

Dee corrected herself. A snack, and another puff on her vape.

Well, maybe a snack, another puff on her vape, and three hours of oral from a certain high-strung blonde.

Dee smiled as she raised the vape to her lips, wondering what would grow this time, and by how much. As she exhaled, she purred,