Vasila vs Expanders, 2
"I don't care how it looks!" Vasila said sharply. "Why can't I just keep going? I still need to gain 30lbs by next week!" she said, shifting from foot to foot as she spoke.
"You came to us and asked for butt implants. You didn't tell us you wanted to have the most giant fake ass in the world" replied nurse Sasi, from her seated position at the controls of the machine.
"These implants and your body are simply full. I've already bumped the pressure up twice and they're barely growing" Sasi continued.
Vasila looked down. Her balloon ass sure didn't look like it had barely grown. The huge spherical implants had run out of real estate, the two stretched cheeks were pressing against each other, forming the mother of all ghetto booties. She couldn't wear any sort of pants without exposing new "butt cleavage". But that wasn't enough, the unprecedented volume of saline being pumped into her ass had to go somewhere. The giant implants had started to wrap around her hips, taking up any inch of space they could find. She could look *straight down* and see her ass implants.
But it still wasn't enough. If she didn't meet the weight limit for the Plus Size Shootout, then this had all been for nothing. And she wasn't about to start eating McDonalds.
She looked around to the LCD display, catching a glimpse of her butt cleavage in the process. It read 174 lbs.
"See, it's still working!" she said to the nurse.
But Sasi's sigh spoke volumes. "Listen. It's pegged. Wide open. You're full" Sasi said. "Your request is... rare. We just can't make the bigger butt implants in time".
Vasila couldn't really back out now. She'd not wanted to touch her perfect breasts, but what else was there for it? "What do those weigh?" Vasila said, motioning towards the nurse's huge tan breasts.
If the nurse was taken aback, it was for only a moment "... A lot" she winked as she stood from her seat.
Sasi walked over and stood in front of Vasila, as close as her gigantic breasts would allow her without standing on the scale herself. Up close, Vasila saw just how criss crossed with veins the nurses breasts were. Sasi's tan skin seemed to hide it, but it was unmistakable that the nurse knew a thing or two about being full.
"Try to lift them," said Sasi, a wicked smile on her face.
Vasila gently placed her hands under the nurse orbs and lifted them. Or tried anyway, the nurses' huge fake were surprisingly hard, seeming to barely react to her touch at all.
"You're messing with me..." gasped Vasila But Sasi raised her hands above her head. "No tricks. Lift harder".
"Ok! Gentle now. Do you want to know what it says?" said Sasi, after watching her patient squirm to try and hold the incredible weight of the tits she walked around with every day.
"It says they weigh enough. Just one of them weighs enough. With change" said Sasi, masking her surprise well ---
Later, after her new implants had been decided, preparations were being made, Vasila had little to do but wonder and wait. "It's an aggressive schedule, but I'll start filling you the day after she's done with you" said Sasi. "Everyone is different, but we'll get you there."
"How long did it take you?" said Vasila, remembering the crushing weight of the nurse's breasts.
"Oh... well. Most of this was done in a night" giggled Sasi. "Got a bit carried away, addictive this stuff".
