On that night, she was wearing her favorite onsie, that her mother knitted & created for her. Crafted with large buttons that went down a line in the middle of her chest, and with frills across the ends that were soft.
Her activity for the night was to watch television, and bolted towards the living room. She barely misses the large coffee table in her excitement, as she slammed down onto the sofa, and turned on the TV to watch her favorite evening cartoons. The phone in the room soon rang, interrupting her time of enjoyment. She huffed under her breath, disturbed by this technological device of communication and muted the TV. Hopping off the sofa, she immediately went towards the phone and saw that the ID showed of her mother's cellphone.
"Hi Mom!" she yelled into the receiver.
"Hey honey! We're just checking in to see how you're doing. We're about to get onto the plane, so we won't be able to talk for a bit while flying. Is there anything else you need before we head off?". A bit of static occurs between the caring words of her mother, but she was able to understand all of it.
"No mom! Everything is all fine here. I'm just watching TV!", she stated, holding her exasperated tone under her breath.
"Alright dear. We're heading onto the plane. We'll call back in later. Love you!", the mother says in a small rush, as the sound of a blowing kiss goes through the phone.
"Love you too mom!", Jem says, eager to hang up the phone.
"OH! and don't touch the chocola-" *click*.
The mother's words were on deaf ears as Jem already hung up the phone. As she made her way back towards the sofa, she didn't realize that there was a box of chocolates on the table. The packaging looked a bit odd, she thought, as she picked up the box and examined the labels. Her attention quickly turned to the various flavors that were shown on the back of the box. Strawberry!!....Vanilla!!....Coconut!! Jem gave out a slight squeal as she was ready to devour down the sweets in front of her.
She failed to heed the warning label on the bottom of the box that said "Warning! Heavy Concentrate of Growthly formula in each bite. Varying results can turn you from A cup to ZZ. Do not consume multiple in one sitting."
Immediately, she ripped off the top of the box, as the lid flew across the room, and darted back onto the sofa, already holding the full box of chocolates in her lap. Crunching down on the sweet morsels, she grabbed the remote and turned the volume back up. Loud laughter from the rat echoed throughout the house, as the characters in the show entranced her with antics of comedy as she continued eating up the rest of the chocolates. She also decided to watch an alien movie, though she was normally forbidden to watch that type of content. The scenes of an alien entering a hosts body, and making them swell made her at times intrigued, but also uneasy. After a few hours passed by, Jem gave out a great yawn followed by a stretch as she started to get her bearings. Looking up at the clock, she noticed that it showed 11:14pm.
"AHH!! Jeez I'm suppose to be in bed right now! Uggghhh.....", she groaned and huffed under her breath. Quickly turning off the television, and picking up the chocolate box, she immediately made her way towards the stairs. Along the way, she decided to put the empty box of chocolates on the counter nearby. Looked at the box, she licked her lips. Remembering the tasty flavors that were contained inside the packaging, she yearned for more to eat. Breaking her thoughts she casually made her way to the stairs, hopping up each one with ease towards her room upstairs. Opening the door to her room, she immediately closed the door, and plopped into the bed, covering her body with the heavy comforter blanket and sheets.
The next morning, with the crack of light peering through the blinds, she rose out of her heavy covers. Wiping one eye, she gives out a great yawn and positioned herself to plop her feet on the floor. "Nhhhh...", she whines out for a bit, as she's feeling unusually groggy today.
She thought that this feeling was from her staying up too late, watching TV last night. Holding that thought, Jem slowly made her way to the bathroom to freshen the start of her day.
Reaching for the toothbrush and toothpaste, she quickly works on defeating any plague that might have tried to make her teeth their resting home. Just then, a small quick jolt shot across her nipples, feeling like fire just touched her chest. She made a small wince as she looked down, checking to see if something hit her. Her nipples felt oddly sensitive from the cloth of her onesie and working on a way to change the sensation, she pinches the cloth and pulls on it just slightly, to lessen the contact and friction of the clothing. She didn't think more upon that as she finished brushing her teeth, and started making her way downstairs.
She took just a few steps down before that sensation hit her again. "O...OW!" she yelped, as she clutched her chest again, thinking that there may be something inside her clothes that is pricking her. "A pin? A bug?" she though as she continued her trek down the stairs. Continuing down more stairs, her breathing became more strained and heavier. She felt a heavy onset of dizziness, as she held onto the railing to catch her composure. Immediately the feeling in her chest went from prickly warm to hot and burning. She squeaked out as she clutched her chest, feeling the powerful throbbing sensation under her hands. The breathing of the rat quickened, as the pulsations were becoming larger and larger. Confusion set across her mind, as the sight of something akin to rising dough occurred around her chest. The region of her chest started to quickly fill out her onesie, with the rising mounds pushing and stretching out the fabric. The strain of the buttons started to ring in her ears as her chest continued to blossom out, with her nipples and areola starting to take form through the clothing. Her breasts grew to such size that she was barely able to reach down to the buttons (which would be screaming for help if they had voices), as she gripped the lining and layer of her now-very-stretched clothing.
Jem let out a loud squeak out of sheer disbelief, looking down at her new endowments.
"Is....is this puberty?! I grew boobies! Biiiig ones!" she exclaimed. Taking one step she soon realized the newly added weight to her body, as her breasts wobbled and jiggled with heft like a waterbed. They rippled around with ease, and the sounds of sloshing started to echo out from her chest, while contained in their cloth prison.
"Ahh..Ahhhh!" she moaned out, as a different form of sensation shot through her. Her nipples, now rock-hard and peering through the fabric, started to feel drastically sensitive. Jem started to moan out more, as bits of squeaking in between filled the room, as her new mounds started to work their magic. She gripped her chest more, though futile as her hands sank into them with ease. The sounds of gurgling and sloshing of liquid became a bit louder as she suddenly felt an overwhelming wet sensation at the ends of her chest. Milk started to drench and flow out of her clothing, making a large blot on her chest, and dripping on to the ground. Her breathing became labored as this feeling was clouding her mind.
Jem's senses snapped back to reality, as the scene of her massive leaking chest posed a problem. What will her parents say? Can she go out looking like this? What can she do?
Questions flooded her mind, as she then thought of contacting Tyri to help her. "This is going to be a long walk" she thought as she needed to make her way to the living room to call her friend.
She waddled her way towards the room, her chest wobbling and swaying with each step, inching her more and more to lose her balance. Jem shifted her steps as her breasts made every attempt to try to free themselves from their cloth prison. As she finally made her way to the door, another sudden jolt ravaged her chest and traveled itself down her spine. A loud gasping squeak escaped her mouth as she heard the loud sound of a few buttons popping, and the sudden situation of her chest pushing out more. Looking down, some of the buttons have given way to the massive mounds that has now increased upon her. The fabric of her onesie was tugging, trying their best to hold up the increased mass.
Jem continued to compose herself as she continued feeling the tingling sensation in her breasts. Her breathing was a bit faster, and mentally she was trying not to panic. She needed to find a way to stop this and change things back before her mother got home. Putting one foot in front of the next, she made her way across the large room towards the phone in the opposite side of her. The swaying became even more pronounced after the sudden increase in mass. She paced her breathing as her journey continued on, getting to the heavy wooden coffee table. Just then another jolt ravaged her body, however this one was substantially more intense than the previous ones. Her eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head, as her balance caused her to tilt forward from losing her composure. Sounds of multiple buttons firing off, and loud fabric tearing echoed throughout the room, as her ever-increasing mounds finally broke free of their imprisonment in great force. A loud plop followed along, as her chest slammed onto the table, covering the entire top, and the sheer weight tugging at her body.
Jem could only gasp wide-eyed at the shockwave that ravaged down her body, and unlike the previous feelings, this one was not stopping. Fear was starting to overtake her. "Haahh...ahh......aaaa" were the sounds that she could cry out, as this new feeling increased around in her mind. She started to feel helpless as the mounds upon her chest were still swelling, crushing the table beneath them. She could not believe the site that was in front of her. Just then, the sensation of the pressure in her breasts started to rapidly increase. She could feel something mysterious, gurgling and moving in her breasts. Flashbacks of the alien movie she previously watched flooded her mind, remembering the creatures that entered the victims, and caused their bodies to grow rapidly.
"Th---THERE'S AN ALIEN GROWING IN ME!!" she shrieked out, her mind unable to comprehend any logical conclusions at this point. "P-please stop growing alien!...PLEASE!!" she blurted out, as she tried any form of compromise to her body. Soon however, that feeling of fear got washed over from a tsunami of growing pleasure. The feeling in her chest became gravid, as she suddenly grasped down upon them. Her panting of fear changed into panting of moans. The feeling of warmth shot through her, and to her surprise, her hands started to sink down, as mounds of flesh started bulging over them. Her eyes started to roll back in her head, as the warmth grew exponentially. The sound of gurgling gradually became louder and louder, and as if the floodgates were open, milk started pouring out of her nipples. More and more of it started flooding out, with the pressure finding a weak spot in the walls. She cried out in moans as the milk continued to flow from her newly endowed mass. Nothing else mattered at this point in time, as her mind was wrought to the wonderful sensation that was within her. However her body still had much more to give and had no plans of stopping soon.
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