#expanderimplants

Overdone it? I'll say.

quickie, no time lately. thank you for those who have been patient and supported the project.

Few new tools in the toolbox, might be able to to dialogue/voice that doesn't make you want to close the tab now.

Demora Avarice, possibly the new GOAT?

No Brakes 

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Although each syringe is small, the profound, life-altering changes of which they are capable is enormous.

200 millilitres, even less than the glass of water left carelessly on her cluttered bed-side table. 

Were it within reach, Kira could have drank the contents of that glass and even another just like it.

Then, at some point she’d become full, then the fantastical biological machinery of life would turn its gears and take that which it needed, until the cycle of hydration was ready to repeat anew.

A muted chuckle escaped her mouth. It betrayed nothing of the weighty train of thought she was currently aboard, not that it mattered.

There was no one else in the house and would not be for some time. So the philosophising and significant explanation that must follow could wait.

But Kira liked to philosophise, it was easy to do from the recumbent position in bed which she was habitually found. It was a position that would be described as comfortable by any other woman, but as Kira would say; she was mired in it.

The two overstressed spheres jousting for position on a ribcage too small to support either of them had distanced her from the concept or comfort some time ago.

Kira’s eyes flitted to the bed-side table, the train gathering further momentum as she resumed her pondering. The plunger of the syringe remained loosely in her hand, it might be judged an afterthought, though this could not be more wrong.

“Hmmm say I lined them all up… cleared that crap out of the way first…

Do we even have that many cups? No matter, FOCUS K, it’s just a thought experiment.

I’d fill the cups… 10? Is that enough? Line them up, snap a photo-”

Suddenly, the ear-splitting assault of a default ringtone set to blast surprised the absolute bajeezus out of her.

“Kira, you there?” the voice began the very second she picked up the phone.

“JESUS David, I almost jumped out of my skin! Just text me!!” Kira barked back, her train screeching to a halt.

“Relaxxx relax I was just seeing how you’re doing” David soothed.

“Plus.. jumped? I’d like to see that!” 

“I’m jamming 100 miles down the highway already, have you even moved?”

“Hardy-har. I think you are quite aware where I am. The princess needs to rest her back” Kira replied, a little more coldly than she intended.

“I’m fine, I’ll order dinner later and can take care of myself”.

Kira sighed and gazed at the wall, rotating the plunger in her hand.

“Ahh no it's my bad Daaav-ey, I didn’t mean to yell, you just… interrupted me. I’ll be fine, I can manage” she said.

“That’s my girl,” replied David’s calm voice.

Always so god damn calm she thought to herself, but we’ll see.

“So.. Dav-ey. How much water do you drink a day?” Kira said, the syringe now performing summersaults in her hand as a grin emerged.

“I… what? Couple litres? I dunno honey it depen-”

“Don’t you think it's funny?” Kira cut him off.

“It sounds like a lot, visualise it. What, 6 glasses a day, 8? Then tomorrow it’s all gone and we start again” she continued, imagining the cups in a neat row. 

“Kira, what do y-” 

“I’m still speaking” she said evenly, the heavily laden train wasn’t quite back up to speed yet.

Kira stretched, wiggled her toes, then slapped the side of her exposed breast loud enough for him to hear it.

“We’ve put a ‘couple litres’ in me haven’t we Dav-ey?

One here, one there, sometimes a top up, one time a literal BASKET full leaving your poor swollen girl stuck in bed, helpless.”

“Kira, I’ll turn around right now, just-”

“No no, it's fine. I’m just thinking about something. Do you want to hear it Daaaav-ey?” Kira said, her excitement concealed no longer.

Breathing and the wind-noise of a speeding vehicle was the only response from the other end of the line.

“Visualise your daily water Dav-ey, all of it, every drop. See them in a row..

I could force that much saline into each of my tits right now, I’ve got a box full right next to me. Surprise!

It’s not toooo much of a reach, we’ve been greedy before.

I think I could take another 2,000cc per boob, huh?”.

There was no response, but she knew it was landing.

Seen through any eyes but Kira’s, it would be apparent that pumping another 2 litres of saline inside each of her hugely distended breasts was in fact quite a reach indeed.

Each overfilled balloon stood proud off her chest, projecting so high that a third of her field of vision was occupied.

Alas, her enormous implants, forced by the vast oceans of saline with which they’d been filled, had to expand somewhere, and gravity is a harsh mistress.

For as high as they stood, each was equally wide, colliding to form a deep cavernous cleavage and spilling off the side of her torso searching for a place to rest their tremendous weight.

Nor did the thin veneer of skin stretched over her inflated orbs provide any hint that another 2,000cc was needed.

Other eyes would have seen the criss cross of blue veins, the paper thin, slightly shining skin. The areolas stretched to the size of saucers.

They would have seen that a slight woman with 17,580cc of saline in each of her breasts, had already had too much. 10 times too much.

But there was only one set of eyes in the room, and they belonged to Kira, who saw things differently, for the train of thought had no brakes. 

“But the thing that gets me going Dav-ey. Wait! no you have to guess. If you’re right, ohhhhhhmaybe I'll delay long enough for you to get here” Kira said mockingly.

“Kira just wa-”

“Bzzt, wrong answer.” Kira paused for dramatic effect, arching her back as much as she was able and basking in the power she wielded.

“I’d like to be able to say each of my enormous tits drank more water than I did today, just thinking that gets me dripping.

They drank it up and it’s in me forever. Every single ml of saline my naughty little fingers force through a tube, it's in me FOREVER. To carry around every second of every day.

OH how it gets me. 

You might stop me in time, probably not, but it won't matter Daaaav-ey.”

Kira’s free hand squeezed her distended areola, searching for the nipple that had long been stretched beyond recognition. The 18 litres of saline in each of her breasts made it a challenge, but the reward was divine. 

She moaned loudly, fighting to stay at the controls just a little longer.

“Oh GOD. I’m doing it” she said, dropping the phone and grasping the plunger in both hands.

“I’ll go slowly, OHhhh come stop me Dav-ey. …What’s in is in.

Theres… no… cycle” Kira stammered, the cold saline filling her chest and the warm throbbing wetness of her pussy complimenting each other.

Kira paused for a moment, she didn't want to, but it would be a shame to reach this final station and not share it, she knew David was listening like his life depended on it. 

“Litres today or a single glass every week for the rest of my life, it’s all the same. Every single drop of saline that bloats up my tits is in there forever” she said, quickly and through sharp breaths.

“But do hurry”

part of an 8 frame illustrated breast expansion via implants story.

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