No Surgery
“None. It’s not exactly approved by doctors, but it works. You just have to eat a few of these energy bars after I inject you so that you’ve got fuel for the growth.” Her neighbour Clive handed her a bag of energy and fat supplement bars. “I’ve supervised fifty of these treatments at work, it’s going to be fine.”
“Just tell me again how it works…”
“The injection promotes cell division in your breasts at an accelerated rate. We’re aging your breasts while providing a direct source of fuel. They are going to grow big, quick. The rest of you may gain a little too, but it’s primarily going to your titties.”
Brandy wasn’t exactly flat, but she cursed her B cups daily. She wanted big knockers, ones she could shake, suck, squeeze around a thick knob… Clive was a nice guy, and she figured she could trust him. “Let’s do it.”
One injection into each of her breasts, and she scoffed down the bars. After fifteen minutes, Brandy grabbed Clive’s arm. “Here they come! Oh, I can feel them growing!”
This was Clive’s favourite part. “Get those boobs out, Brandy! I want to see them bulge….”
She pulled up her sweater and pulled down her undershirt. She’d left her bra off, and her perky tits stood out. They were swelling gently, just beginning to sag with the weight. Brandy’s small nipples thickened and grew, and her areolae spread slightly over the surface of her breasts.
Suddenly they surged, packing on fat. Brandy’s belly, thighs and upper arms began to chub up a bit in response. She felt hot, and her skin reddened as it stretched to accommodate the new titflesh. “Aaaaooooohhhhh…” Brandy moaned as her ass grew fatter and her outer pussy lips thickened.
Clive’s dick hardened inside his pants. Seeing the fertile bodies of women swell set him off every time he observed the change. As Brandy excitedly bounced and squeezed her big new tits, Clive’s mind slipped back to his own similar experience. He hauled his foot-long monster out of his waistband and offered it to the salivating sexpot.
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