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My name is David. I’m thirty years old. I live alone, and work as a joiner, restoring and repairing old furniture. I’m writing this and including these photos in case anything ever happens to me. I think it’s fair to the women that there’s some sort of explanation for what happened to them, and that someone will take care of them like I did. They’re still alive after all, even if it is unconventional. I’ll start with the stone. I’m not even sure it is a stone, really – it’s smooth, flat and hard, cold to the touch, and round. It fits in the palm of my hand. But it’s perfectly circular, and has a regular flattened edge – it’s not a naturally occurring rock. It was stuck behind a wooden panel of a drawer of a dresser I was working on. It dropped out and just rolled around in a circle – I remember looking it over, turning it in my hands. It almost seemed like a drinks coaster, but it was a little too small and a little too thick. The client, Mrs Kelly Madison, had found the dresser in the...

My girlfriend Brandy and I got into kinky shit all the time. We’d cruise bars, picking up guys and fuck them together, and we never struck out - between us we had the two best pairs of tits in town. We had the angles covered - she was the cute, bubbly one, I was the slutty, direct one.  The power we had over men when we were together was incredible. Four huge boobs rubbing on a guy’s cock for a few minutes and he’ll do anything for you.  But we got something out of it too. Brandy and I were in love in our own way, and neither of us would hesitate to describe ourselves as bisexual. We lived together, slept together. I loved her chubby titties and her sweet pussy, and the way she treated me in bed was unbelievable. But a couple of times a week we’d, y'know… get a guy to jizz all over us and have some fun licking it up. I got home from work one afternoon having had the strangest experience. In the parking lot of our apartment there was a threesome going on - two big, built guys w...

  “So, no surgery at all?” asked Brandy. “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...