"I'll Get Big For Christmas" - Part 1

I've had a request to re-post this Christmas story from 2014, which now only sits on my old blog which is no longer active.  The first part was so short that I've actually combined the first two posts into one, here.  Since it's still, technically, the Christmas season, I figured it would be a great idea to post it again.  I'll probably continue to post the rest of the story in double installments.

Not proofed: this is a first draft.

I’ll Get Big For Christmas
Part 1

by

Shadowmuse Blown

"Baby?" she asked, as she finished removing the wrapping paper on the plain white rectangular box.  It was about eight inches long by four inches wide by 2 inches high.  She wondered if it was jewelry, as it seemed to be that sort of box with a lid that slid off.

Alan said nothing, but just smiled at her, his heart racing at the thought of what lay within the box. 

Theodosia was a gorgeous bleach blonde, of 18, with a full mane of luscious flowing hair that fell to her perfectly formed, super-swollen buttocks.  She was overweight, considerably, but 90% of it seemed to be in her ass.  Her head, neck, shoulders and upper torso showed almost no sign of excess weight.  Her stomach, however, bulged a fair amount, but below that—look out!  Her bottom was simply enormous.  The width across her hips was a whopping three feet.  Her buttocks were insanely swollen balloon-like appendages, each the size of medicine ball.  Below, her legs were curvaceous, with her thighs being large without being flabby.  She had no fat on her which seemed "loose", either, all of it being fairly “tight”.  Her boobs,. however, were only a C cup, much to Alan and her dismay.  She knew he that he was a boob man, but she had always felt that her own frame would look so much better if her chest was larger to be more in proportion to her large derriere.

"How much bigger would you want to be?" he had asked her once that past summer.

"Oh," she had mused considering her boobs in a bathroom mirror, at the time, "my tush is pretty big, so I think it would be awesome to have a super-huge chest to match."  She had cupped her breasts while pondering and then held them out showing the size she would like them to be.  She held them out away from her ribcage by several inches.

"That's huge, Teddy!" he had exclaimed.   "That would be something like a K cup or more!"

She had smiled.

"That sounds about right," she had agreed.  "Like that girl, Rachel Aldana, that you like."

"What is it?" she asked now, bringing her wonderfully oversized blue eyes up to meet his.  Her super-long lashes and black eyeliner framed those wide-set eyes, wonderfully.

"Open it," he replied, smiling.

She looked down at the box and pulled the lid off to reveal what appeared to be a chocolate wrapped in cellophane, a white capsule similar to a Tylenol, two small vials filled with a clear liquid, and a syringe.

She looked up at him with a puzzled expression and shook her head.

His smile broadened.

"I was able to get this through my boss," he explained.

"Dr. Chen?" she asked.

He nodded.

"I explained the results we'd like and she came up with this.  She explained to me the procedure.  We just need to follow up with a checkup by the doctor the day after Christmas."

"Alan..." she said peering at the objects in the box with wonder.  "These will make my boobs bigger?"

"As big as you want them," he promised.

"How does it work?" she asked, eyes wide with wonder.

Alan smiled.  She could have such a natural sweet naiveté about her, yet, be such a sexual lynx, at others.  Sometimes she was both sweet and erotic at the same time, which drove Alan crazy with lust.

At 43, Alan was a whopping 25 years older than Teddy.  He had always poo pooed such extreme May/December romances until he'd met Teddy during an online game, took their avatar's conversations to a chat room and then Skype.  He had found her thoroughly engaging and knew about a lot of old television and movies, especially science fiction and fantasy, which they discussed long into the night.  For some reason, she was as attracted to him as he was to her.  Knowing that they both lived in the same city, they eventually began to date in person, and now it was their first Christmas Eve together.

"First, you eat the chocolate," he said.  "Then we inject your breasts with the serum in the vials.  The 'chocolate' is actually a bio-engineered drug designed to make your body move fats from various places in your body.

She looked at him quizzically.

"You're telling me that this will make me thinner while it pumps up my boobs?  Move my tummy fat to my tits?"

Alan's grin seemed to go from ear to ear.

"Really?" she asked, incredulously.

"Really," he said, simply.

She stared at the magic box.

"Fuck!" she exclaimed, softly.

"Go ahead," he encouraged, "take the chocolate."

She picked up the apparent confection and looked at it closely.

"How many days before it starts to take effect?" she asked.

"Tonight," he replied.

"That fast?" she wanted to know.

"That's what they tell me."

She looked at him with a shit-eating grin for a few moments and then suddenly shoved the whole chocolate into her mouth a swallowed it in two bites.

She made a face.

"Not chocolate," she said, and blanched.  "Looks like it," she coughed, "but sure don't taste like it."

"Sorry," he laughed while removing the syringe and one of the vials.  "You wanna wash it down with a hot chocolate?"

"I want to wash it down with a Sangria!" she gagged.  "That was gross!  I can't describe how horrible it tasted!"

Alan drew the serum into the syringe as he'd been instructed to.

"Where on my boobs do you need to inject that?" she wondered.  She wore a pink pajama shirt, that had a deep collar, and a matching pair of panties stretched over her massive derriere.

"It doesn't matter," he replied, as he put down the syringe to take out a small packet that contained a couple antiseptic wipes.  He leaned over and cleaned the very tops of each of her breasts.

"You're going to inject them from the top?" she asked, watching him, a little puzzled.

He shrugged.

"Sure, why not?" he replied, and picked up the syringe to point it straight down at her left breast, bulging upward modestly from the push-up bra she wore.  "Ready?"

She bit her lower lip and watched him slowly plunge the needle deep into mammary gland.  It didn't hurt in the slightest.  The wipe must have also contained an anesthetic, she figured.  As Alan pushed the plunger and injected her bosom with the clear serum, Teddy half expected her breast to expand before her eyes.  But, there was too little liquid in the syringe to inflate her tit simply from a volume perspective, and, she knew nothing could expand her breast instantly, for goodness sake.

“What’s the white pill for?” she asked, as Alan finished with the first bosom and prepared to inject the other one.

“Well,” he explained, “the so-called chocolate that tasted disgusting is designed to break up your body fat and transport it to whatever location the serum is injected.  In this case, of course, it’s your boobs.  It will just keep doing this forever, so the white pill is designed to shut down the process once you’ve attained the size you wish.”

After Alan finished injecting both of her boobs, they turned out the lights and went to bed.  Tomorrow was Christmas day and Teddy had just been given the most marvelous present to look forward to!

That night Teddy dreamed many dreams that weren't all pleasant.  Her last dream was a nightmare where she was waiting for Santa to come down the chimney.  But instead of Santa, the Grinch appeared and forced her into a dining room chair and bound her to it with ribbons from the presents under the tree.  He bound her very tightly, especially around her chest, till she could feel the ribbons dig painfully into her breasts.  Then, as she watched, helpless, the Grinch stole their presents and decorations, coming over to her to tighten her binds every now and then, making the ribbons dig ever deeper into her breastflesh.  Finally, he shoved the entire tree up the chimney and left her crying, the ribbons so tight that her bosoms bled.

"Teddy!" she was woken from the dream by Alan who called her name and shook her.  "Wake up!  It's Christmas morning!  It's time to be happy, not sad!"

Teddy awoke with a start, the Grinch's mean face fading into Alan's caring one.

But not all of the nightmare vanished.  The severe pain in her breasts remained.

Concerned, she looked down to find a pair of huge breasts, many cupsizes greater than C-cup, bulging from her bra, which dug painfully into her swollen flesh.

"Baby," she gasped, "unhook me, please!  This bra is way too small and is killing me!"

-----

As Teddy sat up, Alan quickly tried to undo the two-hooks at the back of the bra.  It wasn’t easy.  The strain on the bra from it’s terrible burden was tremendous.  A little C-cup bra was being asked to contain an I-cup’s worth of bosoms and it was stretched far beyond it’s means. 

“I can’t get enough slack,” Alan reported, frustrated in his attempts to pull the back of the bra apart even a millimeter in order to release Teddy from her torturous prison.

“There’s some scissors in the dining room,” she suggested.  “Hurry!”

In only a few moments, Alan bounded across the apartment and returned to the bedroom with the key to releasing poor Teddy from her most unpleasant situation.  As soon as he closed the blades around the back of the bra and began to cut, the band immediately severed, and the back of the bra flew apart, snapping Teddy painfully as it did.

“Ow!” she cried out, raising her arms in reaction and watching what remained of the bra as it flew off of her now ample assets.  “Holy shit…” she then murmured as she looked down at her newly swollen bosoms.

"Holy shit," Alan echoed, looking at her newly swollen I-cup breasts as Teddy sat up in the bed, wearing only her Christmas-red panties.  Little else was changed in her appearance, although her tummy did seem a little flatter.  Each of her breasts had dark red welts across them where the cup line had dug into her growing mammaries.

"What?" she teased, as if she didn't know what he was referring to.  In reality, she was hyper-excited.  Her heart pounded in her chest as she looked down on an enormous pair of bazooms!  They were so hot!  And they were so heavy!

She shook her shoulders lightly as she gave Alan an innocent look: eyes wide open & head cocked slightly to the side.  The feeling of those huge tanks as they bobbled about on her own chest was intoxicating!  She always dreamed of doing that!  Big, heavy balloon-tits wobbling across her chest, back and forth.  She could feel her clitoris pound with excitement as she watched her nipples swell-up from the sexual turn-on. 

But she kept the act up of not noticing, as much as was possible.  She stopped shaking her shoulders and put the tip of her fore-finger to her pouty lips.

“Is something wrong, baby?” she asked, in a little-girl voice as she shook her ribcage up and down, bobbling her massive mammaries up and down, her newly extra-erect nippies flying about.  It felt so damn hot to feel their fat weight flop against her torso.  Fuck!

Alan was breathing hard, his mouth open.

“Baby?” she asked.  “What’s wrong with your boxers?  What’s that poking up so big in there?”

Alan always slept in boxer shorts and they were now tented crazily from his enraged cock.  He wanted her so badly, he could almost taste it.

“Are my big titties making you get big like that?” she asked, with an innocent voice.  “Are you gonna get even harder when I get even bigger, baby?  Should I stop growing?  I don’t want to over-exert you.  Do you want me to stop growing, baby?”  She kept her fingertip in her mouth and looked at him with her head tilted down, somewhat.

“No,” he gasped. 

“You want me to keep getting bigger, baby?” she cooed.  “Should I get even bigger than this?” she asked, and jutted her newly acquired boobage out for him to see in all their swollen glory.

“Fuck…” he murmured.  “Yeah…”

She broke out in a big grin and scrambled to her knees so that she could thrust her mega-blimps into his face.  “Suck on my big nippies, baby.  Suck on ‘em good!”

Alan felt his face covered with her huge, soft mounds and his mouth sought out one of her stiff spigots.  It was so hard and gnarly!  He sucked it in deep, drawing in a good portion of her bloated areola, as well.

Teddy gasped with delight.

“Oh, yeah!” she cried.  “Suck it in deep!”  She had always loved having her nipples sucked, but now they seemed more sensitive than ever. 

“Oh shit, baby…” she gasped as Alan drew in as much of her teat as he could manage.  “I think I’m… I’m gonna…”

Was she about to pop, he wondered.

“CUM!” she suddenly screamed, and felt a sudden, powerful orgasm explode out of her nipple to echo at her crotch.  “OH FUCK!” she cried as her body shook like a leaf as Alan sucked and sucked and sucked on her wonderfully rubbery knob, which actually swelled further in his mouth as he sucked it hard and long.

As her body fed her wave after wave of intense orgasms, the like of which she’d never known, she managed to instruct Alan on what she really needed.

“OH… BABY… YOU… HAVE… TO… FUCK ME!” she screamed in short, hard syllables between waves.

Alan followed her down to to the mattress, trying not to let go of her monster nipple.  Once she was flat on her back he pushed his boxers down and then pulled her panties to one side in order to slam his hyper-excited dynamite inside her.

Teddy screamed an ear-piercing scream as she found a new height to her orgasms.

It was too much for Alan’s missile and he almost immediately exploded, unloading his cum deep within her velvety-soft and super-wet tunnel.  He slammed her again and again as the two came in unison.

Then, as his orgasm began to wind down, Alan realized that Teddy's were still going strong.  Whatever was making her boobs grow was also enabling her to have extraordinary orgasms.  He tried to stroke her for as long as possible, but he soon became soft after his orgasm faded and her powerful vaginal contractions squeezed his willie out like toothpaste from a tube.

Quickly, he brought his hand down to replace his now limp member.  As his fingers touched her clitoris, a short electric chill ran up his spin: her clit was swollen insanely!  He had seen it inflate to the size of a small grape in the past, but now her bud had tumefied to the size of a golfball!

She screamed and bucked as his fingers came in contact with her monster love bulb and he played with it with abandon as she writhed on the sheets, her eyes wide open, but unseeing, her nails clawing the sweat-soaked sheets.

He lay down beside her to her right and watched her.  Her stiff half-inch nipples looked so inviting, as they bobbled about erotically, that he had to suck on the one closest to him.  His ministrations were answered by renewed screams on Teddy's part and to his surprise, her nipple swelled further in size within his mouth.  He reached over with his free left hand and used it to tease her other spigot between his thumb and forefinger.  Her screams grew even louder as he felt her second nipple distend, as well.  Then, with Teddy thrashing beneath him like carp, his hands and mouth occupied, he watched with amazement as her always flat areolae inflated a quarter inch as her screams grew hoarse.

Her eyes saw nothing as they stared at the ceiling, her body assaulted again and again by the super-intensive sensations exploding from her huge nipples and clit.

It went on and on.  Alan continued to finger her rock-hard clit and left nipple and to suck on her right one.  How could she cum for over two minutes?  Alan's member regained its former length and hardness as he watched his young super-bottom-heavy girlfriend writhe and shake on the bed, her vaginal juices gushing and flowing in heavy spurts.

He had to fuck her again.  Her ecstatic state, her larger-than-ever nipples, her swollen areolae, and super-swollen clitoris drove him mad with lust.

As quickly as he could, he swapped his left hand with his right to continue to tweak her left nipple, then, trying to keep his mouth on her other spigot, he moved his pelvis back over her.  Resting on his right elbow, he then guided his eager tool back into its burrow with a deep and fast thrust.

As his member filled her and his pelvis pressed against her hyper-engorged love-button, Teddy suddenly felt the most fulfilling and intense orgasm of her short life.  The previous waves of dozens of tight, hard-hitting orgasms that she'd been experiencing were replaced with one deeply satisfying one.  The earlier ones had felt wonderful, but had hit her so tightly and rapidly that they had begun to exhaust her.  Now, this new one felt like a slow explosion erupting from far within her vagina as she gripped his iron rod.  It felt amazingly exciting even as sexual relief poured out of her pelvis, overwhelming her with the delicious feeling.  Gone were her shaking and bucking, replaced by a single enormous spam that made her arch her back and moan a hoarse guttural moan.  She saw nothing: only felt the wonderful release pour through her body.

Alan wrapped his arms around her gigantic hips and ass cheeks, which measured 96" around, as he watched her new orgasm run its course.  He didn’t stroke her, but just maintained a constant pressure as he remained filled to the hilt within her.

As he watched her cum, his own excitement boiled over, and without an additional stroke, he felt his cock release to fill her once more with his hot juice, pumping her bottom-heavy teen body with his seed.  Her insanely swollen ass cheeks did it for him every time, but now, the idea that her chest was going to get big, as well, drove him crazy with desire.  He knew that a lot of the fat from her ass was going to her chest, but she “only” wanted to swell to a K-cup.  That would barely make a dent in the sheer enormity of her giant posterior.

After another minute or so, Teddy’s last orgasm subsided and he pulled out and lay beside her on the sweat and cum soaked sheets.  He looked down at her gorgeous face as her sight returned, her breathing returning to normal.

Her face was the most beautiful and sexy that he’d ever known.  Her freakishly large bottom weight somehow had never affected her upper body, and so her face had always been beautifully toned.  In truth, she reminded him strongly of Amy Anderssen, except that Teddy was a blonde and that her eyebrows were narrow and high-arching, not thick and straight.  But she shared similar doe-like eyes, pert nose and super-full, swollen lips with Ms. Anderssen.  He bent down now to kiss that very pair of heavenly plushness.

“That was insane,” she whispered, after a long, deep kiss between the two.

Alan nodded and told her about the size of her clitoris, nipples and areolae during the orgasms.  When Teddy wondered why that should happen, Alan explained that Dr. Chin was a bio-geneticist-engineer and had apparently included increased sexual response with the serum’s ability to move fat from various places in one’s body to another. 

It was ten o’clock, and Teddy then suggested breakfast, as she was famished.  They showered first—one at a time, as there was no room for both in their shower stall, what with Teddy’s astonishingly enormous buttocks—and then Alan suggested that Teddy wear the K-cup bra that he’d bought for her as a goal.  She quickly agreed, amazed at how much of the enormous cups her breasts already filled.

“You’re only two cup-sizes away from filling those cups completely,” Alan noted.

“How long do you think that’ll take?” she wanted to know.

Alan shrugged.  “Who knows?” he wondered.  “At the rate you expanded last night, it’s possible that you could be that size sometime this afternoon.”

“Damn!” she squealed, in delight, and put on the gigantic bra.  Only, it didn’t feel gigantic.  It only felt loose.  It was amazing how much bigger her breasts already were!

With Teddy wearing only the black plunge K-cup bra, and Alan some black boxers, they retreated to the kitchen, where Teddy surprised Alan by eating ravenously, putting away two-dozen eggs, several bagels with loads of cream cheese and plenty of other food, besides.

“I guess the metabolic changes also created a huge appetite,” Alan suggested.

“Baby,” Teddy said, looking down at her full bra and then up at the clock, which read 12:05, “my bra is full.”

“Fuck,” Alan said, coming over to her side of the table and amazed at how her fat tits filled the cups of that huge bra.  “It’s hard to believe.”

She nodded.  “Baby,” she said, looking up at him, “I don’t think I want to stop here.  I think I want to go bigger.”

Alan’s heart jumped and his cock instantly swelled to full mast in his shorts at those magical words.

“Are you sure?” he asked.  “It seems like fun, right now, and it is.  But you’re going to have to also deal with the added weight, too.”

She smiled, a devious smile.

“Good,” she said.  “I want ‘em heavy.”

“How…” Alan was finding it difficult to talk.  “How big… do you want to go?”

She held out her hands.

“That’s gonna be like an O or a P-cup, honey,” Alan said, his heart racing.

“That’s what I want,” she said, with authority.  “I want to get really big for Christmas!”  She threw her arms around him and squealed: "This is going to be the best Christmas, ever!

And with that they went to open presents under the tree.

Back From Hiatus

Hi all,

So sorry for the long absence.  Kind of got buried in a lot of work and was spending most of my writing on the Revenge Blog, which is my priority.  But then, over the summer I had to switch it into high gear to produce a Halloween fundraiser that took all of my time while I wasn't sleeping or at work.  Whew!  So, even the Revenge Blog had to wait.

I've had a couple of ideas floating around that I may flesh out here, but I got so little feedback on "Experiment 1" that I didn't bother to complete story.  It will take a bit of time before I post anything, storywise, here, as, again, my priority will be the Revenge Blog, but I should be posting something here before the end of the year.  I'd also like to finish up the Possessions story I had running earlier this year.  In the meantime, may I suggest joining my Revenge Blog?  There's only a single one-time fee, and I usually post there about once a month (except for the past few months while I was putting together the show).  I'm hoping to actually post several entries before Christmas on the Revenge Blog, as the storyline is Christmas related, and also feel bad about not posting anything since summertime.  By the way, there's also quite a bit of back-material to read on the Revenge Blog.

So, it's time to roll up the sleeves and get back to work!

Take Care
~Shadow

"POSSESSIONS", Book 3: Xifeng ........... Part 3

Sorry for the long delay since the last part.  I was wondering, how big do you all think Xifeng should get?  Should she explode?  Leave your comments and let me know.  : )

As always, please be aware, that this is simply a second draft and not a proof-read copy of the story.

POSSESSIONS

Book 3 Xifeng

Part 3

by

Shadowmuse Blown

Someone was banging on the toilet stall.

"Xifeng, are you alright?"

She didn't recognize the voice.

She was sitting on the toilet, her breathing returning to normal.

She was exhausted.

Spent.

What had happened?

As if a fog were slowly clearing, Xifeng remembered fingering her newly monstrous clitoris and igniting a furious series of intense orgasms.  It had felt so wild that she had just kept fingering herself and cumming and cumming and cumming and cumming and cumming and cumming.

Eventually, she must have stopped from exhaustion, though she didn't quite remember what had happened after a point.

It had felt so good.

She tried to answer the person at the stall door, but found her own voice hoarse.

"I'm okay," she finally said in a loud whisper.

"Oh, thank goodness," the girl on the other side said.  "We were getting worried."

"Who are you?" Xifeng asked.

"My name is Peri," came the reply.  "I work for Kal."

"Oh," Xifeng said, taking a deep breath, and watching her monstrous bosom rise, as she did so.  "Yeah, I'm alright.  Thanks.  I'll be out shortly."

"Okay," came the reply.  "Great."

Xifeng heard the person recede.

She looked down at her humongous juggernauts.  They were, indeed, bigger than when she had entered the stall.  At 7500ccs, each tightly round bosom was about nine-and-a-half inches across and weighed sixteen-and-a-half pounds apiece.

Fuuuuck... she thought, to herself, at just how big she had swollen.

And now she began to remember something else that had swollen as she had fingered herself.  Her already enormous clitoris had continued to swell, as well.  She remembered it feeling like it was the size of a small grapefruit before she had begun to blackout.

What's happening to me? she wondered, in a half-panic.  Why was her voice so hoarse?

More flashes of memories began to come back to her.  She remembered that the sensations had been so incredibly intense that she had begun to scream without realizing it.  Her clitoris had swollen to horrific proportions and her massive bosoms gained both volume and weight as they pulled her downward as she grew exhausted from her repeating orgasms.

Eventually, she had fallen on her butt onto the toilet seat and must have blacked out.

How embarrassing.

Slowly, with difficulty, she raised her heavy juggernauts up as she regained her feet.  She couldn't believe how heavy they had become.

She opened the latch and the door immediately hit her massive rack.

Sighing deeply—how had she forgotten that the door wouldn't clear her new chest?—she backed up over the bowl and pulled the door open the rest of the way.

She immediately saw her reflection in the mirror.

She was even bigger than when she had entered the stall!

Peri walked over to her and took her hand reassuringly.

"You okay?" she asked.

"You're Peri?" Xifeng asked.

Peri nodded.

"What am I turning into?" she asked the technician.  "I was flatchested when I woke up this morning!"

Peri nodded.

"Oh my stars and garters, Xifeng," Peri said. "You're empty."

Peri paused a moment, as Xifeng went into a trance, considering the girl.

“You’re turning into fuck-machine for Kal,” she said, quietly.  “Just like so many other girls before you.”

She opened the doors to the women's room to retrieve her cart and equipment where a bouncer stood guard to ensure no one came in.

She told Xifeng to turn around so that she could lift up her dress and insert the tubes into her ports in her back.

She felt terrible as she inserted the tubes.  Couldn't he just give her a rest?  The poor girl's body was being rapidly transformed and she could use a break.  Just because she was a clone didn't mean she didn't have real feelings, after all.  And now, she was going to get pumped even bigger.  Peri had no doubt that before Xifeng left this club, Kal would see to it that she got aroused in order to swell, again.

And what about after that?  Would he take her home to bed and blow her up till she burst?

Peri shook her head.  She hated doing this.  She should ask Dr. Chen for a transfer.

She finished filling Xifeng's tanks, removed the tubes and brought the cart out to the hall for an assistant to remove it.  Then, she asked Xifeng to stand where she had before Peri had told her to turn around and woke her from the trance.

"Shhhhhh..." Peri said, taking the now hyper-buxom Asian's hands in her own.  "It's okay," she lied.  "Everything you've been going through is an effect from the virus."

"But, every time I get aroused, my tits swell, and so do my areolae and nipples, and now my clitoris is growing too!" Xifeng told the other.  "When I was in the stall, my arousal was so intense that I couldn't stop!   I just had to keep teasing myself: it felt so intensely amazing!  But the more I came the bigger my clit grew!  It's so crazy!"

Peri admitted that it was, but asked if she liked the results, despite the shocking speed of growth.

Xifeng paused and considered her outlandish figure in the mirror.

"I do, actually," she said, calming down.  "I actually look really hot."

Peri smiled, and then there was a knock at the door.  Peri went to see who it was and returned with a black bra with enormous cups.

"This is for you," Peri announced.

"What?" Xifeng asked, confused.

"Kal had it made for you," Peri said.  "It should help with the weight."

"How?" Xifeng wondered, even as she pulled down the top of the dress.

"Never underestimate the resources of a billionaire," Peri said, smiling, as she helped Xifeng load her giant 7500cc cannons into the humongous cups.

I can't believe this is all me!" Xifeng said as the enormous cups coddled her mighty leviathans and then Peri helped her loop a wide strap over each shoulder.  Finally, Peri hooked up the six clasps in the back

"How's that?" she asked as she came around front to see Xifeng's big guns loaded up.

Xifeng considered her physique in the mirror.  The black plunge bra showed off miles of cleavage, but held her mighty pounders in check just right.

"It's a big relief!" Xifeng said, noting the absence of strain on her pectoral muscles or the skin on her upper torso.

Peri then stood beside her, looking into the mirror, as well.

"You really are intensely attractive," Peri said.

Why had she said that?

Peri wasn't usually attracted to girls, but there was something about Xifeng's exotic nature and her outlandish chest that seemed to really attract her.

The two girls looked at each other.

"Thanks," Xifeng replied. "Your support means a lot to me."

Her lips were so fully blown, the upward sweep of the top one was especially erotic.

Peri found herself leaning in and soon their lips met and a thrill ran up Peri's spine.  Xifeng's lips were so soft and plush!  Peri had never felt anything so erotically tantalizing against her lips before.

After a monment, Xifeng allowed the tip of her tongue to slip out, which only drove Peri crazy with desire.  Soon, Xifeng was fully teasing Peri's lips as she extended her tongue more and more.  Eventually, Xifeng was in full charge, fucking Peri's mouth with her tongue and teasing the insides.

Xifeng, who usually was passive discovered a new-found sexual thrill at playing the dominant roll as this girl quivered and shook as Xifeng mercilessly teased the insides of her mouth.

Peri was in nirvana.  She had never kissed a girl before, much less had one take the upper hand in teasing her.  She found it incredibly intoxicating.

Suddenly, Xifeng pulled back and looked into Peri's eyes.

"Lick me," she whispered, pulling up her dress to expose her hyper-swollen clitoris.

"But," Peri cautioned, "you'll get bigger."

"Get down on your knees and lick me," Xifeng told her.

Peri's heart pounded in her chest as she obeyed and knelt before her mistress' monstrous organ.

It was the size of large orange or small grapefruit.  Most of it was exposed beyond her labial lips which couldn't hope to contain it.

Xifeng moved her hips forward.

Lick me!

Taking hold of Xifeng's slender legs, Peri moved her head in and extended her tongue.

Xifeng formed her lips in a pout and made a deep "oooooo" sound that rhymed with "luke" as Peri's tongue touched her swollen organ and began to lick the smooth surface.

Immediately, Peri noticed the giant clitoris swell with blood as she slowly licked its surface.  As Xifeng's clit grew, her breasts began to swell, as well.

Excited by Xifeng's response, Peri picked up the speed at which she teased and licked, running her tongue crazily over the monster-clit's surface.

Xifeng howled as her clitoris swelled to new volumes, surpassing the size of a softball, as it did.  She clamped her hands to the back of Peri's head, pushing it into her nightmare-clit as her breasts began to bulge up, overflowing the bra-cups.

Suddenly, Xifeng screamed out as she came, her clitoris swelling forward and growing wider, like a bloated dirigible trying to exit its hanger.

Peri teased and licked mercilessly, ignoring the now-hoarse screams emanating from Xifeng's strained throat.

When she was done cumming—several minutes later—Xifeng collapsed onto her own knees, her 9000ccs bosoms nearly clocking Peri in the head as she came down.

Xifeng panted, trying to regain her breath.

This is a goddess, Peri thought.  Dr. Chen had informed all of her staff, that were to interact with Xifeng, what genetic changes had been programmed into the clone and what would happen to her, but it was another thing to actually witness the transformation first hand.  The idea was to have the clitoris swollen large enough so that not only would her partner's cock rub against it as he entered her vagina, but his pelvis would hit it, as well, when he had entered far enough.  Further, the extreme size would ensure that her partners’ pelvis would press against her clitoris even when he was first entering her, the entire clitoris then compressing as he sank inside her.

She would still grow until the entire clitoris stuck out about eight inches when fully excited, shrinking down to only protrude about an inch when at rest, its own hood protecting it as it's bulge would still protrude slightly from her labial lips.

"Is it..." Xifeng tried to speak as she regained her breath. "Is it... bigger?"

"Your clit?" Peri asked.

Xifeng nodded.

"Yeah," Peri replied, looking down between Xifeng's legs.  "It's calming down now, but it had swollen and inch or two bigger than before.

Xifeng nodded.  She couldn't see her own crotch what with her newly swollen party balloons in the way.

"I don't know what made me do that," Xifeng said.

"It's okay," Peri said. "I enjoyed it."

Xifeng smiled.

"You're really good to me, Peri, thanks," she said. 

"No," Peri said.  "I'm not. Oh my stars and garters, Xifeng. You're empty."

Xifeng's face went blank as Peri called the tech back with the pump.

She was already waiting at the door.

"We heard her screams," the D-cup brunette said, with a wry smile, as she pushed the cart into the bathroom. "So, we figured she'd be ready for another fill-up soon."

In a short while, Peri and the brunette had Xifeng topped off, and soon, Peri brought her out of hypnosis.

“Why do you say that?” Xifeng asked.

“I’ll tell you later,” Peri said. “If I’m able.”

Peri walked Xifeng to the door where Kal was waiting for her.

“Oh my goodness!” he exclaimed upon seeing her.  “You look awesome!”

Xifeng grinned, broadly.  It made her feel great to be so appreciated by him.

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

“Fantastic,” she replied, seeing the bulge grow in his pants.  “You wanna hit the dance floor?”

“Absolutely,” he replied.

The stares were intense.  In a club full of big-busted women, she far out-stripped any competition.

She had no idea how she was going to manage to dance.  She was very aware of the massive amount of weight constantly dragging at her.  She could feel her breasts’ dull dual thud with each ponderous step.  How long could she stand upright without rest?  Her bosoms were crazy big.  Crazy heavy.

At 9000ccs of volume, she was now the owner of a pair of massive spheres, each with a diameter of over ten inches, together weighing about forty pounds.

Without the bra, she never could have made it even this far.  As it was, she could feel the stupendous weight causing the bra’s straps—each a generous inch in width—to dig nastily into her shoulders.  It was as if someone had strapped a pair of big buckets, full of water to her torso.

“Holy shit!” one of the women who had accosted her, earlier, exclaimed.

“How did she get so big so fast?” another wondered.

“It was her who was howling in the bathroom!” claimed another.

“She’s too big for her size,” declared one.

“She’s gonna collapse,” predicted another.

I might, Xifeng thought, to herself, stunned at how much her new bosoms weighed.

Kal led her out onto the dance floor.

She did okay, as long as she didn’t move around too much.

People seemed to give her and Kal room, probably because it was easier to see her giant chest that way.  She didn’t care: she only had eyes for Kal and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her, either.

He danced closer and closer to her until his abdomen pressed up against her giant balloons.

She knew immediately what he wanted.  He wanted to arouse her enough that she’d begin to expand on the dance floor in front of the crowd!

She looked up at him and smiled.

Let’s do it!

As they danced, Xifeng made sure to swipe her massive melons across Kal’s stomach or press them head on into him.

Kal did the same and soon saw her bite her lower lip as she grew more and more aroused.  Eventually, Xifeng was grinding her bloated gourds against him in time to the pounding music as her bosoms bulged upward out of the dress’ neck opening, filling and growing past 10,000ccs.

Xifeng tried not to cry out as she came, her bosoms rising up out of the bra like muffins rising in the oven.  She locked eyes with Kal, who lipped the words: “So hot.”

Xifeng was totally absorbed by Kal and was aware of nothing else as orgasms racked her body, yet again, that day.

But Kal heard the astonished exclamations from the crowd and found them arousing.

“What the fuck!” cried someone.

“How can that be?” exclaimed another.

“Holy shit! That’s so hot!”

“She’s gonna blow!”

“So awesome!”

“She’s a freak!”

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!”

Each comment only made Kal harder.

She was close to being the perfect woman, he thought.  One that was not only gorgeous, but who could expand any place nearly at any time.  The only restriction was the amount of volume that she could contain that could be pumped into her breasts.  Someday he would come up with a method of having the ability to expand a woman’s breasts anywhere, at any time, and for a nearly unlimited volume.

But, in the meantime, Xifeng’s ability would do nicely.

In fact, she was driving him so crazy that he felt he couldn’t wait until he took her home.  He had to cum soon or he felt that his head would explode.

He backed away from her and let her orgasm wind down, then, he led her by the hand to a door that led into a private room.

Xifeng let herself be walked to across the dance floor to a door at the back of the club.  Her orgasms had mostly subsided, but each sweep of her thighs against the bottom edge of her massive football-sized clitoris sent little echoes of orgasms through her hyper-enflamed loved organ, as did the fabric of her dress sliding across it as she walked—her clitoris having ripped open her panties, earlier.

It was incredibly difficult to walk.  Between the delicious erotic sensations from her monster clit and the forty-five pounds of bosom she now had to haul on her slight frame, it was difficult to stay on her feet.  She walked slower and slower.

Kal felt her pull back as her pace slowed to crawl.  Turning to look at her, he realized that she’d never make it to the private room.

He came up alongside her right and helped brace her with an arm under her arm with his left arm around her back, holding her frame against his side—her massive right breast bulging against the front of his torso.  He looked down at her gorgeous face as she gratefully looked back up at him.

“They’re so heavy,” she managed to say as she shuddered from an orgasmic echo.

He put his right hand on top of the bulging cleavage created from her last expansion, felt the softness of her massive flesh, his cock aching to have her.

“You’re driving me crazy with lust,” he told her.

This brought forth a wide grin from Xifeng.

“Really?” she asked.

“Absolutely,” he replied, as he opened the door to the private room and the two entered sideways—first Kal and then Xifeng—past the door’s threshold.  “The bigger you get, the more I want you.”

“Oh, baby,” she said, still grinning. “That’s what makes me so happy.  I want you so badly.”

He helped her to a sitting position on a black leather couch inside.  The back of the couch leaned reward at a forty-five degree angle, so Xifeng sat upright, albeit slouching forward, slightly, so that she could rest her massive breasts on her lap.

“Are you sure?” he asked her.  “The more excited you become, the bigger your chest swells, and you can barely walk now.”

“Oh, baby!” she squealed.  “Then, you’ll want me even more!”

He stood back and looked at her with her giant balloons sitting in her lap, several inches of bulging bosom rising from her dress’ neckline.  His iron pecker began to hurt from its need to fuck her.

“You’re going to get very, very, very big!” he warned her.

“Yeah!” she cried in jubilation.

“Oh my stars and garters, Xifeng,” he said. “You're empty."

Xifeng remained sitting on the edge of the couch cushion—hunched forward slightly—her monstrous bosoms resting in her own lap.  Her expression was now vacant as Kal called the technicians on his Apple Watch.

Moments later, Peri and the other tech who had filled Xifeng in the limo earlier, came in with an extra large cart which was covered by a tarp.  Once the door was closed, they removed the tarp to reveal pumping machinery with extra large bottles of elixir.

Each bottle was labeled “10,000ccs”.

Peri knew that this fill would be different.  They weren’t simply filling her internal reservoirs this time. Instead, they were to leave the tubes attached while Kal had sex with Xifeng, so that her breasts could swell as large as the amount of elixir in the bottles.  But Peri had been unaware of the sheer amount of fluid that would be available.

As she and the male tech worked, Kal left the room.

“This is crazy,” Peri said when he was out of ear-shot.

Peter, the other tech, shrugged.  “He likes ‘em big. What I don’t get is: won’t the girl notice she has a pair of tubes sticking out of her back?”

“No,” Peri replied, as she prepped Xifeng’s backside in order to open the two ports.  “She’s been given post-hypnotic instructions not to notice the tubes.  She won’t even know they’re there.  In fact, she’ll also ignore the cart.  Her mind won’t acknowledge that it’s there.”

“So weird,” Peter said.

As Peri attaches the tubes, Peter verified the equipment and made sure it would be ready.  When Peri was done, she stood up and looked at Peter.

“All set?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he replied, and flipped a switch.  They watched as 1500ccs of elixir was pumped into Xifeng’s reservoirs. When they were full, the pump—which was completely silent—stopped.

“Okay,” Peter reported.  “Now, whenever her body uses elixir from her internal tanks, the pump will automatically refill them.”

“She’s not going to be able to move under her own power when he’s done,” Peri said.

The two techs called Kal and waited for him to return before leaving.

Kal considered Xifeng, as she stood there, in her hypnotized state.

“What do you want?” he asked her.

“I want to get excited,” Xifeng said.

That was interesting.  Most women would reply that they wanted to make him happy.  That was the usual affect created by the pheromones which he always produced.  Only women who worked for Tianli were immune to him.  She had given her female employees—and herself—an antidote so that they could think clearly when they were around him.  Women would do anything to make him happy.  They would give up anything to ensure he got what was best for him.  It made the world a very fun place.

“Why?” he asked.

“It’s what you want the most,” she replied.

“Really?” he asked.

“Oh, yes,” she answered. “The more excited I become, the bigger my breasts will get and the more excited you will become.”

Aha! he thought.

“You want me to get excited?” he asked.

“Oh, yes,” she replied. “It’s what I live for.”

Huh.

“Why?” he asked. “Why do you care if I’m excited or not?”

“The more excited you are, the higher the chances are that you will fuck me.”

He smiled.

“Why is that important to you?” he asked.

“I need to please you and that’s the best way to do it,” Xifeng’s cloned subconscious replied.  “I need to feel you deep inside me to know that I’m pleasing you to the utmost.  I need to swell bigger and bigger to excite you more and more, which will excite me, and my breasts will grow bigger which, in turn, will get you more excited.”

“And that will make you happy?” he asked.

“No,” she replied. “But, I will be very excited.”

Kal looked at the blank expression on Xifeng’s face.

“Being excited doesn’t make you happy?” he asked.

“Not necessarily,” the clone replied. “It’s just something I need to do more than anything.”

Interesting, he thought.

“What would make you happy?” he wondered.

There was a pause.

“I would be happy if I were the real Xifeng,” she said.

Kal looked at her for a long while.  He’d never had a clone—or even the clone’s subconscious—actually realize that she was, in fact, a clone.

“How do you know that you’re not the real Xifeng?” he asked.

“I’ve been listening,” she replied.

He nodded.  When she was in her hypnotized state, people talked about what she really was as if she wasn’t in the room: after all, her conscious-self would never know.  But her sub-conscious heard everything, and, in this case, understood what was being said.  He would have to talk to Tianli about whether that mattered for future clones.  If the subconscious knew it was not the original person, and that made her sad, it might affect the conscious-self.  He wasn’t sure.  

He thought about it a bit.

He could tell her that she was, in fact, the original, and she would believe him.  But did it matter?  For now, he would let the subconscious know the truth.  It would be an interesting experiment to see if there were any reprecussions.

He decided to ramp things up a bit.

“When you see my erection, it will excite you intensely,” he told her. “Even more than before.  You will feel an intense desire to have my cock inside you, and you will long for that feeling.  Your breasts will begin to swell with even that excitement, and the rate at which they fill will grow as I enter you, as will your excitement, and both your excitement, and the rate that you expand will grow even faster once you experience orgasm.

“You will feel very very happy when I cum,” he said.  “It’s what you live for.  If it means blowing your tits up to a painful and ludicrous size, all the better.  In fact, you look forward to having your tits explode from the intense pressure as they over-fill when I cum.”

Xifeng said nothing.

“Tell me that you would love to have your breasts swell painfully large from your excitement,” he said.

“I would love to have my breasts swell painfully large from my excitement,” she said.

“Tell me nothing would bring you more joy than to have your breasts explode when I cum,” he said.

“Nothing would bring me more joy than to have my breasts explode when you cum,” she told him.

“Then, you will feel happy,” he said.

A moment later he awoke her, and to her delight, removed his pants and approached her so that his leaking member pressed against the cleavage of her exposed, bulging, flesh.

“Give me your hands,” he told her. “I’ll help you lean back.”

She acquiesced, and with her arms out straight towards him, he told her to lean back as he slowly let her recline against the sloped back of the couch.

Xifeng felt her heavy glands rest against her ribcage and abdomen. How strange to think that these new monsters were a part of herself!

She looked down at the twin bloated dirigibles which over-filled her bra.  Together, they took up about 18 inches of space, across her torso, meaning that they were actually wider than her own ribcage, and they buoyed up through her dress’ neck opening to a height of an additional eleven inches.  It was an amazing sight.  They were like twin sacks of flour that someone had shoved into her dress.  Was this really what her life would be like now?  Hauling around these monster appendages?

Then, Kal removed his pants and she saw his huge boner emerge from his briefs, and was filled with an intense desire of want.

Almost immediately, she could feel her giant balloons change, slightly.

They were growing.

Then, she realized that what she saw now was not her future.  She would be getting much bigger than this.  In her future she would be much, much much bigger.