2 comments/ 39551 views/ 9 favorites Meet Amanda Ch. 01 By: brian358 Part 01 (Amanda Goes Shopping) Amanda White, Britain's fastest growing (In both popularity and breast size!) glamour model was dressing in her bedroom. First she got out a pair of black panties and slid them up her long, long legs until they fit snugly to her full, rounded bottom. Then she picked up a low-cut and very attractive bra and began to fasten it around her hugely impressive 49 inch breasts, but with some difficulty. "Hmmmm... This bra seems a little small, Bubbles," Amanda smiled down adoringly at her little pet Chihuahua. "I wonder if it's an old one that's found its way back into my underwear drawer?" But on checking the bra and finding the HH cup label she knew that her amazing tits were even now, still growing... "Oh well," she smiled, not at all disappointed by her findings. "It looks as though I need to go shopping. We can catch the train and go into the city. You know how that Ann Summers down the road only stocks those tiny E and F cups." Amanda squeezed as best she could into the tight-fitting HH cup bra and finished dressing by putting on some blue jeans and her 'Heat' T-shirt from Amsterdam. "Come on, Bubbles!" The lovely Amanda reached down to place a lead on the collar of her little dog. The cute little doggie looked disappointed at seeing the lead. She much preferred to travel in style, up there in the warmth between her mistresses enormous boobs. "Don't give me that look, young lady," Amanda laughed. "It's time for your walk. If you're good you can ride between my tits on the way home." As if she understood every word, the tiny Bubbles cheered up immediately. She ran up to place her paws on the front door to Amanda's flat, anxious to get out into the sunshine and fresh air. Amanda opened the door and followed Bubbles out. Then, keeping a firm hold on the lead in one hand, she locked the door behind her with the other. Bubbles surged ahead, stretching the lead to its limit as Amanda followed behind holding her back from any dangerous roads and occasionally pulling her out of other people's front gardens. "Morning, Mr Stephens," Amanda bounced her boobies deliberately as she walked up to her local newsagent who was coming the other way. "Oh... er... m... morning Miss White," the flustered shopkeeper stared at the most stacked T-shirt he'd ever seen, or would ever see... And then Amanda was treated to the sight of him walking head first into a lamppost. And even then his eyes still never left her hugely bulging bust, and he never uttered even a sound of pain. She honestly wondered if he'd even noticed what he'd done! Approaching the train station, Amanda was a little dismayed to find that it was closed... Or at least that there were no trains today, anyway, which amounts to the same thing. "What's the matter with the trains?" Amanda asked a guard who was standing outside smoking a cigarette on his break. "Oh... er..." the guard hastened to drop his cigarette and smarten himself up when he saw who was addressing him. She was gorgeous! "Sorry, miss, but there's a strike today. No trains until tomorrow morning." "That's no good to me," Amanda sighed. "I have to work tonight and I need a new bra. This little old thing doesn't fit any more." And with that she lifted up the front of her T-shirt to give the guard the thrill of his life. "It's only a double H cup and it pinches..." The guard just stared silently. What do you say in that sort of situation? "Oh, never mind," Amanda sighed. "It's not your fault. But if I ever meet the leader of your union I'm going to give him such a titty whipping for this..." Then she dropped her T-shirt back down into place and set off back toward the high street. "Oh well, Bubbles," Amanda sighed gently. "It looks like a trip to Ann Summers after all. I just hope they have something in my size." Ann Summers wasn't far away and the walk didn't take long, even allowing for Bubbles' interest in neighbouring trees and lampposts and several passers-by. Amanda hadn't shopped in Ann Summers since she was seventeen when she happily moved into a G cup and had to begin buying her bras from specialist stores in London. But she thought it might be worth a look, just in case they'd started selling real bras instead of just those kids' sizes. Walking into the store she was greeted by Mrs Valentine who she remembered well from her earlier shopping days there. "Amanda!" the forty-something year old blonde greeted her. "I didn't expect to see you shopping in here again." "With the train strike I can't get up into London," Amanda explained. "And this bra I'm wearing is beginning to get a little tight. I thought I might as well have a look around and see what you have. Just in case..." "Fine," the shop assistant smiled back. "I doubt you'll have much luck but you're welcome to look around. Would you like me to take care of Bubbles?" "Yes, please," Amanda passed the lead over to the older woman. "It'll make it easier for me if I don't have to keep her from under people's feet. I always worry she might get hurt. "Don't worry," Mrs Valentine assured her. "I'll take good care of her." Just then Amanda saw another shop assistant walking along at the back of the shop - a young lad aged perhaps seventeen or eighteen. "Since when have you started employing guys?" she wanted to know. "Oh, it's all this equal opportunities stuff," Mrs Valentine sighed. "He's a terrible one for eyeing up the customers but he's not too bad. We take the mickey out of him something awful." "Mind if I have some fun with him?" Amanda asked, figuring this trip might not be a total waste after all. "Not at all," Mrs Valentine sniggered. "What did you have in mind?" "Just watch," Amanda laughed to herself as she reached up under her T-shirt, unstrapped her bra and handed it to the other woman. "Look after this for me, would you?" "Sure!" Then, leaving her overstrained bra and the little Bubbles with Mrs Valentine, Amanda bounced her way over to where the young man was standing. "Excuse me," she smiled sweetly at the young lad, who wouldn't have been bad looking if it weren't for all the spots. "I wonder if you can help me." "Er... Of course, miss," the teenager gawped at the lovely Amanda as he spoke, barely keeping his eyes above her chest level. "I just wondered if you had anything to fit these," Amanda asked boldly as she lifted up the front of her T-shirt to reveal two of the world's largest breasts. "I... we... but... oh... God!" the spotty assistant just froze open-mouthed until he was once more able to speak. "H... How big are...? I... er... mean w... what size...?" "I have no idea," Amanda put on a big sigh. "Big, obviously... Perhaps you should measure them for me?" After further stuttering and spluttering the assistant, who Amanda now knew as Kevin from his name tag, showed her to the back of the store where several areas were curtained off as changing rooms. As she walked with Kevin, Amanda left her T-shirt folded up over the top of her enormous tits which bounced tremendously with every step. Every set of eyes in the store were upon her - not least of all Kevin's who seemed to be trying to walk the whole way backwards so that he didn't have to look away. More than once he crashed into one display after another sending all manner of frilly undies fluttering to the floor. Kevin appeared to panic at the last moment as they reached the changing areas, but Amanda wasn't going to let his nervousness stop her from having some fun with him. She pushed him into the cubicle and pulled the curtain closed behind her. "That's better," Amanda gave him the sort of smile a cat might give to a mouse. "After all, it wouldn't do for people to see me changing, would it?" Kevin couldn't quite follow the logic of that after the marvellous display Amanda had just made right through the shop, but shook his head in an effort to appear supportive. "Now, do you have a tape measure?" the beautiful model looked at the assistant with a sugar sweet expression on her face. "A very long tape measure?" Kevin began to fumble around in his pockets but was all fingers and thumbs. After a time he appeared to find something in his right trouser pocket but was having trouble fishing it out. "Let me help," Amanda grinned and slipped her hand inside his pocket and began to feel about. "Hmmm... I'm sure it's here somewhere..." Being careful of her immaculately manicured two inch nails Amanda continued to explore the contents of Kevin's pocket. She soon found the rolled up tape measure but didn't want to make it too easy on the guy. Let him suffer a bit first, she thought with a smile. Her rummaging around seemed to be having a further effect upon the young shop assistant. He'd been breathing hard before, but now he sounded like he'd just run a marathon. It was in fast short breaths, which were becoming longer and deeper by the moment. Just as his breathing reached the stage you'd expect of someone about to collapse, Amanda grasped the rolled up tape and withdrew her hand. "Here it is!" she announced, holding up the tape and noting the enormous look of relief on Kevin's face. But there was also a huge look of disappointment too. Amanda handed Kevin the tape and then pulled her T-shirt off over her head. She placed her hands on her hips and waited for him to start. Very slowly, still unable to believe that any of this was really happening to him, Kevin leaned forward and reached behind Amanda with the tape. This brought his face to within inches of those unimaginably large breasts. "Oh... my..." Kevin groaned and in another fit of nerves, dropped the tape to the floor. He reached down to pick it up and once again seemed to lose all control of his fingers. He was making an awful mess of trying to pick it up. "My, you are all fingers and thumbs, aren't you?" Amanda sighed as she bent over to 'help' and reached toward the tape herself. "Shit!" Kevin couldn't contain himself any longer. Standing up, Amanda already had by far the biggest tits he'd ever seen, but when she bent over... the effect was astounding! From being merely huge, those wonderful mounds of flesh became immense! Kevin became certain he'd died and that this was some sort of angel, because no one could be that beautiful, and a body like that was simply impossible... "There you go," Amanda chose to overlook Kevin's rude remark as she passed him the tape and stood up once more. "Now, try not to drop it this time." Once more, Kevin reached around behind his charming customer with the tape, but this time managed by immense force of will to hold on to his tape. Pulling the tape forward, Kevin read off the numbers to himself. "Thirty six, thirty seven... forty one, forty two... Forty two inches!" he announced, still staring at the tape in disbelief. "Is that all?" Amanda sounded disappointed. "All?" "I'm sure I have more than that," she continued and bent over double once more. "Try again..." Hands trembling more than ever, Kevin dropped to his knees before this gorgeous woman. His face only inches from those twin treasures he took a deep breath and looped the tape over her back Once more he began to read off the numbers. Each new number brought fresh disbelief into his trembling voice. "Forty three, forty four... forty seven, forty eight, forty nine! Forty nine inches!" "That sounds more like it," Amanda smiled proudly as she stood up. Now, to measure Amanda's cup size properly Kevin had to measure her ribcage, just under her breasts. It soon became obvious that Amanda's oversized tits were going to make this difficult. How was he to lift them up to make his measurement? He would have to ask her to lift them up for him. "Erm," Kevin was obviously in some difficulty over this. "I wonder if you could..." "Measure myself while you hold up my tits?" Amanda deliberately misread the situation and enjoyed the incredulous look on Kevin's face. "Of course!" Amanda almost seized the tape out of Kevin's hand before he could change his mind or make any sort of protest. Then she stood still, obviously waiting for him to take a hold and lift up her proudest assets. Kevin held up his hands as he gazed deeply into Amanda's beautiful eyes. Then he dropped them again. He had to be misunderstanding her? She couldn't really be asking him to take those beautiful, enormous, unbelievable knockers in his hands? Yet when he looked into her eyes he saw her patiently waiting for him to do just that! He lifted his hands once again, slowly bringing them closer and closer to those magnificent orbs. Trembling, he placed one finger after another upon Amanda's beautifully soft skin as a gasp of excitement passed his lips. For a few moments he just stood there, breathing deeply, his hands lightly grasping those magnificent tits. How he hoped this moment would last forever! Utterly unable to help himself, Kevin fondled those glorious globes for just a moment before sliding his hands beneath them to lift them up. They were unbelievably heavy and felt so good in his hands. He stood there marvelling at their weight and at their sheer size - they overflowed his hands with ease! In fact he was so preoccupied with the sensation that it took him some time to realize that Amanda had measured herself and had been trying to tell him the results for some time. He let go suddenly and gaped as the twin mounds fell back into place with a wobble. "B... but that would make you..." Kevin could scarcely believe his own calculations, "a triple-H cup!" "That's nice," Amanda replied, well-used by now to the fact that her enormous breasts just kept on growing. "And what bras do you have in a triple-H?" "I... er..." Kevin was pretty sure they had nothing larger than a G cup in the whole store, and they were rarely needed. But he desperately wanted to find something for this gorgeous-looking woman. "I'll j... just check for you." Kevin rushed out through the curtain and began frantically looking through storerooms and cupboards. Pretty soon the floor was a mess of underwear as he discarded bras and panties in his search. At this point Kevin was rather surprised to see a small dog rifling through the pile of lingerie. He was just about to shoo him out when he noticed that the dog was showing particular interest in a rather large black bra. Kneeling down beside the dog, Kevin could see that the bra was very large indeed. In fact it was the biggest bra he'd ever seen. What sort of woman could fill those cups, he wondered? The sort currently waiting for him in the changing room, he suddenly realized. It was huge! It must fit! He picked it up and looked it over quickly, his sudden movement causing the little dog to scamper away back toward the shop front. It was not in absolutely mint condition, but it was all he had. Kevin rushed back to where Amanda waited patiently for him and handed her the bra, smiling with pleasure at having found something for her. Amanda took the bra and ran her eyes over it appreciatively before trying it on. "Not bad," she commented as she worked her enormous tits into the cups with some difficulty. "I have one of these already. Still too tight, of course, but the best I can find. And a spare might be useful. I'll probably bust through mine soon at the rate I'm growing." "You can't bust through bras," Kevin laughed, thinking Amanda was joking, but thought again when he saw the dark look cross Amanda's face. "Oh, I can't?" she sighed, taking Kevin's doubt as a challenge, and she was never one to turn down a challenge where her tits were concerned. "Then you might just be interested to watch this..." Then Amanda began to breathe in, slowly and deeply. As she breathed she began to arch her back and throw out her chest. Instantly her massive breasts began to overflow the cups of this new bra and put enormous strain upon its straps and hooks. Kevin just gaped open mouthed as he watched several of the hooks begin to bend and stretch, and the straps became thinner and thinner as the strain increased. She was going to do it! That bra was going to explode off her chest at any moment! "Okay! I believe you!" he shouted, but Amanda kept breathing in further and further until the bra finally reached its breaking point. "Please stop! That's the last one of those we have in stock!" He didn't know what else to say. Not wanting to destroy the only bra in the shop that came remotely close to being her size, Amanda breathed out and relaxed her shoulders. This took the pressure off the bra and Kevin could have sworn he heard it groan in relief. However it had been badly stretched and neither Amanda or Kevin knew how much longer it might last. "Well, I'd better take this one then," Amanda smiled sweetly as she unclasped the bra's remaining hooks and pulled it off. "How much is it?" Kevin took the bra from Amanda to wrap it up but at her request he began looking over it for a price tag. "No..." Amanda sighed. "I think you misunderstood me." And she pulled Kevin's head forward and into her immense cleavage. "I asked you 'How much is it?'" And as she spoke she grasped her tits and rolled and squeezed them around Kevin's face and head. "F... free," was all Kevin could utter when Amanda finally released him from her titty prison. "T... take it..." "Why, thank you," Amanda smiled and feigned surprise at Kevin's generosity. "That is so kind of you." Leaving Kevin dazed and bewildered, and not a little out of breath, Amanda picked up her new bra and popped it into a bag. She picked up her T-shirt and put that back on before blowing Kevin a kiss and waving him goodbye. Heading back to the shopfront, Amanda began looking for Mrs Valentine. It didn't take long. She found her picking up items from a large pile of underwear on the floor. Bubbles sat at her side, tail wagging furiously. "Oh no," Amanda sighed, "She didn't..." "I don't know," Mrs Valentine replied. "I just found them here." Amanda spent a few minutes helping Mrs Valentine pick everything up before taking Bubbles' lead in her hand and turning to leave. "Oh... I almost forgot," Amanda stopped and turned back to face her old friend again. "My bra? The black one I left you with?" "Oh, my! Of course..." Mrs Valentine looked apologetic. "Little Bubbles here must have taken off with it. I'm afraid I can't find it anywhere." Amanda suddenly had a terrible thought. She opened her bag and took out her 'new' bra. Sure enough, she now realized, it was the same one she'd come in with...