Hello, my name is Chelsea. This is my second story about huge growing breasts. A personal interest of mine. Please feel free to drop me a line at i_want_implants@yahoo.com and let me know what you think. You can also check out my home page at www.geocities\memebers\i_want_implants\ You can also read my first story, called Super Bust Gel. Enjoy ;-) Room Mates Chelsea arrived at her new dorm room early in the morning. It had been a long drive from her home but she was so excited to start College that she wasn’t the least bit tired. She was the first person in her family to ever get accepted to a university and not only that, she was going to Winchester University, a very prestigious school, and she was determined to make the most of it. She was incredibly bright, her average in high school was A+ and as a result she won a full university scholarship even though she didn’t need the financial help, as her father was a self made millionaire and always insisted on spoiling her rotten. Chelsea walked into her new room. This is where she was going to spend the next 9 months of her life. She saw the two beds, the two desks and the two dressers and the little kitchen. Not a huge room, but big enough. This was her first day there and she had not had the chance to meet her new roommate yet. All she new was that her name was Bebe. “Knock, Knock.” Chelsea turned around to see who said that. “Hi Alex!” She quickly ran over and gave him a big kiss. “I’m glad you made it okay.” Alex was her boyfriend of 3 years. They were high school sweethearts and both managed to get into the same University. They were also a very handsome couple. Chelsea with her long blonde hair, 5’-6” petite frame and full C cup breasts. Alex was 6’-0” tall and 195 lbs. Not a pretty boy, but a rugged good looking man. “I wanted to check in on you to see how you were making out.” “I just got here actually, I’ve barley had a chance to look around. I haven’t even met my roommate yet. I hope I like her.” “I’m sure you will. They usually try to pair up people with similar interests. Lets get you unpacked.” The two started to unpack Chelsea’s things. Chelsea couldn’t tell which dresser Bebe had used for here stuff. She opened up the top drawer of one of them and saw Bebe’s bras and panties. “Opps, I guess this is the one she’s using,” she said. She went to close the drawer. Just before she got it shut something caught her eye. She slowly started to open the drawer again and looked inside. She wasn’t trying to snoop but she had to make sure of what she saw. She looked in the drawer and saw what she thought she’d seen, a huge bra. “Wow, look at the size of this!” she exclaimed out loud, she meant to say it quietly. “What it is?” Alex asked. “Look at this bra Alex. It’s huge.” She looked at the tag “34F. Holy shit that’s really big.” “Wow, I can’t wait to see them,” Alex started, “I mean her, I mean …” “You just can’t control yourself around big tits can you Alex?” Chelsea asked angrily. She was quite frustrated. She knew Alex loved huge breasts, the bigger the better. While he always found her sexy and paid a lot of attention her little C cups, she knew he really wanted them bigger. But what Alex didn’t know was that secretly Chelsea wanted them a lot bigger too. Just then they heard a key in the door, Chelsea quickly stuffed the bra back in the dresser and closed the drawer. The door opened to reveal a tall dark haired girl. Slender, yet curvy, very curvy, this had to be Bebe. She was wearing a tight tank top with the middle ripped open a little bit. She must have been showing at least 4” of cleavage. “Hi you guys, you must be Chelsea?” She asked in a bubbly tone. “I’m Bebe your roommate.” “Hi Bebe,” Chelsea said, “you look a lot like what I expected.” Chelsea couldn’t stop looking at Bebe’s breasts. She thought they actually looked a little bigger than an F cup. “Really? How so?” “Well, ah, well, you just look like a Bebe that’s all I mean, if that makes any sense?” Chelsea was stumbling over her words. She just couldn’t stop staring at Bebe huge breasts. “And you are you?” Bebe asked as she turned and looked at Alex. “Oh, I’m sorry, this is Alex my boyfriend.” Chelsea said. “Do you attend here too are you just visiting?” Bebe asked. “Oh I’ll be here whenever you need me.” Chelsea shot him an angry look. “I mean I attend here too. I’m majoring in Civil Engineering. What’s your major?” “Boys.” Bebe laughed. Chelsea looked at Alex; the blood seemed to be draining from his face, as if it were going somewhere else. She looked down at his crotch and confirmed that indeed it was. “What do you mean boys?” Chelsea asked. “Well, my father wanted me to get a job since I graduated high school, some crap about it building character. But I figured if I came here I could get out of working, that way I could just hangout with all the cute college guys. I had to beg him to pull some strings and get me in here but he managed.” “What do mean ‘pull some strings’?” Chelsea asked. “Oh, he knows somebody on the admissions board who overlooked my marks and let me in here. I think he also made a big donation.” Chelsea was upset. She worked her ass off to get into a school as prestigious as Winchester University. For this big titted bimbo to come along and have her daddy buy her way in really pissed her off. “Come on you two, lets go down to the commons and get acquainted.” Bebe said. “Come on Chelsea,” Alex started eagerly, “why don’t we? You had a long drive up here, you can unpack later.” She could tell that Alex couldn’t wait to get to know Bebe. “I don’t know,” Chelsea started. “I still have a lot of unpacking to do.” She didn’t like Bebe that much, and she didn’t like the way Alex was looking at her. “It’s okay, if you don’t want to go now, Bebe and I can go and you can meet us later when you’re done.” Alex replied. “Okay, I’ll go.” She said quickly. No way was she going to let Alex go with Bebe by himself. Chelsea reached for Alex’s hand and squeezed it tight and the three of them left together. When they got down to the commons they quickly found a table and went to sit down. Just before they sat down Bebe put her arms over her head and leaned back in a big stretch. Her breasts were jutting out in front of her, now more emphasized by this move. Chelsea heard a little *snap* come from under her shirt at the same time Bebe’s breasts jiggled a bit. “Shit.” Bebe blurted out. “Ruined another one. This is the 5th bra I’ve broken since I got these.” “You mean they’re fake?” Chelsea asked. “Oh yeah, my daddy bought them for me 2 months ago. I’m still trying to get used to them. They’re so big aren’t they?” “They certainly are!” Alex blurted out. “They look awesome.” Chelsea shot him another wicked look. Alex didn’t mean to say that out loud. He just found that he couldn’t control himself. “So how big are they?” Alex continued. “36GG.” Bebe replied. Both Alex and Chelsea were confused. They bra they found in Bebe’s drawer was only 36F, two sizes smaller than a GG. Alex continued with the questions, “Are they heavy? Are they still sensitive?” “I think we’ve bothered Bebe enough today about her breasts Alex.” Chelsea broke in. “Oh no Chelsea it’s okay, I love talking about my huge fake tits.” Bebe said. “No, Bebe, I think Alex has said enough. Come on Alex, we have to get going back to my room so I can finish unpacking.” With that she grabbed Alex’s arm and pulled him up. “I’ll see you later Bebe, we gotta get going.” “Okay guys, bye.” Bebe said in a slightly confused voice. ----------------------------- Over the next few weeks, to Chelsea’s surprise, her and Bebe actually started to become good friends. She didn’t think she would hit it off with someone who seamed so unlike her. But she found out they had a lot in common. They’re families were both wealthy, they both liked the same music and had the same sense of humor. Chelsea was, however, becoming increasingly concerned about Alex’s growing obsession with Bebe. Whenever Alex came over and Bebe wasn’t there he would always ask where she was. And whenever she was there, he would constantly stare at her tits and talk about how big they were. One night, Chelsea and Bebe were in their dorm room. Alex had gone back to his room early to cram for a test the next day. Bebe was standing in front of the mirror in just her bra. She lifted her breasts lightly and said, “I wish my breasts were bigger.” “Really? But they huge already.” Chelsea had on more than one occasion admired Bebe’s breasts. Not only were they huge, but also firm and very round, with nipples that always stuck out at least 1/4”, more if they were erect. “I know, but I’ve just always wanted really big tits, like a stripper. Like Chelsea Charms, do you know who she is?” “Do I?!” Chelsea said. “She’s my hero. I love her. Her tits are amazing!!” “You really know who she is?” Bebe asked. “Oh yeah. Back in July I was using Alex’s computer while he was in the shower. He told me about this really cool site about architecture that he found. So I went into his history on the computer to try and find it and I saw this name “Chelsea Charms”. I know I shouldn’t have looked, but I wanted to know just what it was. When I saw her I was shocked. I couldn’t believe how big she was. I had always wanted really big breasts but I had never dreamed of ever being anywhere near that big. But looking at her really got me excited. Within 5 minutes I got so wet that I leaked a bit on his chair.” “At first I was really upset that he was looking at this stuff behind my back. But when I went home and looked at her site and some others that I found, I started to realize his interest and obsession. Speaking of which, I can tell he’s becoming quite obsessed with yours.” “I know, I’m sorry Cheslsea. I promise that if he ever tries anything he won’t get anywhere. Okay?” “Okay Bebe, I trust you. It’s Alex I don’t trust.” “Hey I have an idea, it may seam a little strange but I hope you like it. It might help take you mind off Alex for a bit. Are you feeling a little adventurous?” Bebe asked “I think so, what do you have in mind?” “Well, I was thinking that for fun I could give you one of my bras and put some water balloons in it. Then you could see what you would look like with large breasts.” “Well, to be honest it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve done it. I used to do it all the time when I was younger. Okay, let’s do it.” Bebe went to her drawer and pulled out a bra. “Here you can try one of my old F cups, I don’t need them anymore anyways.” “Old bra? What do you mean? How big were your breasts before you got implants?” “Oh I was really flat, only an A cup.” “But then why do you have an ‘old’ F cup if your implants are GG?” “Oh that’s the best part of these. They are inflatable. I started out as an F cup and just before I started school I got more silicone pumped into them to bring them up to a GG.” Chelsea was stunned. The thought of having a set of implants that could actually grow right inside your body really turned her on. “What does it feel like?” “First you feel this incredible warmth, then you can feel the skin actually starting to stretch as more fluid is pumped in. It’s so amazing! I can’t wait for my next fill up.” “How big can you go?” “According to my doctor each one can take 1500cc’s. Right now there is only 1200cc in them, so I can still take another 300cc.” “Wow, you’re going to look amazing.” “Yeah I know I can’t wait. I want them huge. My doctor is trying to find a set of 3500cc expanders for me. If he finds those I’ll be in heaven. I’ll be almost 3 times as big as I am now.” “Hey, you try some balloons too Bebe. Try and get them to the size you want to be.” “Okay, I’ll join you.” Bebe went to the cupboard and pulled out 4 extra large, extra thick balloons. “I like the large thick ones because they are less likely to break and you can put about 4 litres in each one.” “That’s all?” Chelsea winked at Bebe. “Here put this on.” Bebe handed Chelsea the bra. Chelsea wrapped it around her small frame and did up the clasps. When she let go it fell to her hips. “This thing is way to big for me.” “Not for long.” Bebe was at the sink filling up the first balloon. After she put about 2 litres in it she stopped. Tied the top and started with the next one. “God I’m getting wet just doing this, and I don’t mean from the sink,” said Bebe. “That makes two of us. Come on hurry up I can’t wait” Bebe finished filling the second balloon. She walked over to Chelsea. “Okay now lift your bra back up and hold it there while I put these in.” She gently placed the warm, heavy, water filled balloons into Chelsea’s bra. “Oh that feels good!” Chelsea moaned. “I love how heavy they feel. They way the bra pulls on my shoulders. It feels incredible. The only problem is it isn’t very realistic looking like this. It looks like two water balloons on inside a bra.” Chelsea went to her closet and grabbed a tight shirt. She pulled it over her head and pulled hard to get it to go over her ‘new tits’. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror. “That’s more like it. Now this is a body! Look at me.” “You look incredible, Chelsea. Your tits are bigger than mine now. Okay, my turn,” Bebe said, “Now you try to fill up these balloons with your breasts like that.” Chelsea started to walk over to the sink, almost falling a couple of time, not used to the weight of the balloons on her chest. She grabbed two balloons and leaned over the sink. She turned the tap on and began to fill it them up. “All done. Okay Bebe now it’s your turn.” She lifted the tight shirt that Bebe was wearing and stuffed the balloons inside. “It’s too bad you don’t have a bra big enough to hold them” Chelsea said. “Not yet.” Bebe laughed. “Oh my God Bebe. They look amazing. They really do.” “I know, look at me.” Bebe said as she modeled her tight halter-top. “I’m bigger than almost ever stripper.” “There’s only one problem Bebe.” “What’s that?” “You said these balloons would hold 4 litres, mine are only about 2. Fill’em up!! I want to be as big as you.” “You got it” Bebe went back over and filled up two more balloons. Each one was stretched to its limit with about 5 litres in each. “I hope you don’t mind but I over filled them.” “I was hoping you would.” The both giggled. Chelsea lifted her shirt and took out the two small balloons. Bebe then placed the new larger ones in the cups. They just barely fit. “Oh I love it. They look like basketballs.” Chelsea said. “God I can’t wait till I’m this big.” “Hey I wonder if you can do jumping jacks with them that large?” Bebe asked. “Let’s try.” Chelsea began to jump up and down; the balloons wiggled and jiggled almost hitting her in the face. Suddenly her bra snapped. The two balloons fell out of their confinement and dropped to the floor. SPLASH SPLASH. “Oh oh. I think we need a mop.” Chelsea said, more than a little embarrassed. Chelsea looked under the sink and found a bunch of paper towels. She laid them out on the floor in a vein attempt to soak up all the water. There was a knock at the door. “Who is it?” Bebe asked. “It’s Alex, is Chelsea there?” “Yeah I’m here baby, give me a second.” She looked around frantically. “What are we going to do?” she whispered to Bebe. “Just put the stuff away and tell him we spilled some water.” The two of them got up off the floor, Chelsea quickly grabbed the broken bra and Bebe picked up the small pieces of balloons. They both put everything in the garbage. Chelsea walked over to the door and opened it. Alex walked in and stopped short. “What the?!” Chelsea turned to see what he was staring at. In their rush to clean up what they could of the mess, they had both forgotten about the balloons that Bebe still had stuffed in her shirt. “Oh shit.” Chelsea said quietly. “What exactly are you two up to anyway?” “I can explain Alex, Bebe and I were just…” “We both want huge tits and were just wondering how we’d look with them.” Bebe interjected. “Bebe!” Chelsea exclaimed. “Oh come Chelsea, he was going to find out sooner or later, why not now? Don’t you think it would excite him to know that you want massive big heavy tits?” She was really trying hard to make Alex excited and it was working. “See Chelsea,” Bebe glanced at Alex’s crotch, “it does make him excited.” “Do you really want breasts like that Chelsea?” Alex asked excitedly glancing at Bebe massive ‘breasts’. Chelsea looked down to see that Alex’s dick was totally hard and throbbing inside his pants. Chelsea was starting to get a little excited herself. Just seeing Alex’s response to a woman talking about huge breasts turned her on. She knew now more than ever that huge breasts is what she wanted. “Yes I do. I’ve wanted huge tits for years. I’ve just never told anyone before.” “Come on Chelsea, don’t you want to release him from the strain he’s under right now.” Bebe was egging her on. She actually wanted Chelsea to make Alex cum right there, and so did Chelsea. Chelsea walked over to Alex and reached down and unbuttoned his pants. She then reached into his underwear and pulled out his 8” dick. She started to run her hand up and down his shaft lightly as he was moaning with pleasure. “Now Alex, you have to be a good boy, do you understand?” Alex just nodded his head. “You are going to stand here and watch Bebe and I play with our tits and your going to stroke yourself, but don’t cum till I tell you! If you cum too soon, I won’t have sex with you again for 3 months, do you understand?” “Yes.” “Good. Okay Bebe, lets get those balloons out of your shirt.” Chelsea reached up Bebe’s shirt and carefully removed each balloon and put them in the sink. Chelsea was hoping to use this as an opportunity to get to feel Bebe’s beautiful tits. “Okay Alex,” Bebe started, “are you ready to see my huge tits?” Alex nodded his head vigorously. Bebe slowly lifted her shirt up, she struggled to get it over her large breasts but when she finally did her breasts bounced and jiggled. Alex came almost instantly at the site of Bebe’s naked breasts. His hot cum shot clear across the room and hit the window. “Oh Alex,” Chelsea said. -------------------------- It was now just after New Years, classes were resuming tomorrow and Chelsea was sitting in her dorm room, waiting for Bebe to get back from her holidays. Chelsea’s Holiday was good, her and Alex had spent the time on campus just hanging out and having sex like crazy. Alex was so turned on by the fact that Chelsea wanted huge breasts and he didn’t hide it. Any time during sex that she would mention that she wanted bigger breasts Alex would cum instantly. He just couldn’t control himself. Chelsea also found that she really missed Bebe. She had become her best friend and really missed her company over the last two weeks. Around 3:00pm she heard a small commotion outside in the hall, she went and opened the door to see what was going on. She stuck her head into the hall and just about fainted. Bebe was walking toward their room and being followed by a bunch of rowdy boys. The boys were following her because Bebe now had these two huge breasts that that looked just like the water balloons they were fooling around with a few months ago. “Hi Chelsea!!” Bebe started to run, slowly, when she noticed Chelsea at the door. Her breasts bounced and jiggled as she did so. “Holy shit Bebe what happened?” “I got my boobs done again!!” “They both went in the room and closed the door behind them. They boys were still outside calling to Bebe asking her to come back out. “Do you like them Chelsea?” “Yeah, they’re great. But when…?” “Well, I was about to leave to go home before the break when I got a call from Dr. Growthchester saying that the 3500cc implants I ordered were in early and he wanted to book a surgery. Needless to say I booked the appointment for that afternoon.” “Well, they look great on you. How big are they now?” Chelsea asked excitedly. “Right now there’s still only 2000cc’s in each one but Dr. Growthchester told me they can be filled up to 3500cc’s each.” “Wow, they’ll be huge when you done.” Chelsea’s was getting noticeably excited. “Oh yeah, I’ve scheduled my first appointment to get them pumped up for next week. I asked him for another 500cc’s but he said that might be pushing it. We’ll see, I think I can convince him to put in another 1000 in if I wanted him too.” As she said that she leaned forward and lifted her breasts. Chelsea was so hot, but at the same time so jealous. She wanted to be happy for Bebe, she got what she really wanted. But part of her wished it were her that had those huge tits. “Wow, I’m so jealous,” she said. “You don’t need to be. I’ll give you Dr. Growthchester’s number and you can talk to him to arrange for a consult.” “Well, my problem is school, I can’t afford to take the time right now to get this kind of thing done. I’m not even sure if I’ll be able to do it in the summer because I’ll be taking summer school classes so I can graduate in three years.” “Come on you’ve just got to go for it!” “I don’t know, I’ll see. Give me his number so I have it in case I change my mind.” They heard a knock at the door. Chelsea went and answered it. She opening the door and Alex walked in. “Hey you guys, what’s going on out in the hall, there’s all these guys hooting and hollering and … Woa!! My God bebe I love your tits!” He quickly turned to see Cheslea’s face scowl. “I mean, what’s new?” “My big tits!” Bebe said as she bounced. “God she could be such a complete bimbo sometimes” Chelsea thought to herself. “Do want to see them?” Bebe asked. She really wanted to see Alex’s 8” cock again and to see if she could make him cum instantly again as well. “Do I!” he replied. Chelsea was really getting upset. Alex was completely ignoring her and just staring at Bebe’s breasts. Bebe began to pull up her shirt. She struggled to get the bottom over her now L cup breasts lifting them slightly as she pulled. As her shirt finally came off her breasts bounced back down. They were truly spectacular. They were almost perfectly round. “May I touch them?” Alex asked. “I’d love it if you did. They’re so sensitive.” Chelsea was shocked. Did the two of them remember that she was in the room? She watched as Alex buried his face in Bebe’s cleavage. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. She stormed out of the room slamming the door behind her. Alex and Bebe, didn’t even notice that she left. Chelsea ran to Library and found an empty meeting room and went inside and started to cry. She loved Alex and Bebe was her best friend, she couldn’t believe that the two of them would do this her. She reached into her pocket to see if she had a tissue and pulled out the phone number of Dr. Growthchester. Suddenly, Chelsea stopped crying. She looked at the number at knew what she had to do. ---------------------- Chelsea sat in Dr. Growthchester’s office waiting for him to come in for their appointment. She looked around the room. She could tell this guy was a complete breast fanatic. He operated this clinic which is supposed to offer a full range of plastic surgery options from breast augmentation to face lifts to nose jobs. But when she looked around his office, the walls were covered in before and after shots of breast augmentations, nothing else. On top of that, she guessed that not one of the women in the after pictures was smaller than an F cup, even the ones that started out totally flat. Now she knew why Bebe came here. Dr. Growthchester walked in and introduced himself to Chelsea. “Thank you for seeing me on such short notice Doctor.” Cheslsea said. “Well, when you called me and told me you were a friend of Bebe I cleared my schedule this afternoon so I could dedicate my time to you. So what exactly is that you’re after?” He eagerly asked. “I want to be as big as Bebe, bigger if possible.” A huge smile spread across his face. “Okay, just how much bigger?” “As big as you can make them, I mean, huge!” “Well, right now Bebe has 3500cc expanders, but she only has 2000cc’s in each. Which means she can still take another 1500cc’s in each. Now, what I can do is give you a set of experimental 5000cc expanders but only fill them to 1200cc to start. I’m just not comfortable letting you go any bigger than that on your first operation. We have to be concerned about your skin stretching too much. But you’ll be able to go all the way up to 5000cc. Or if you want we can …” “That’s what I want, order the 5000s and put a rush on them.” Chelsea cut him off. “I don’t care what the cost is.” “Well before we continue I’m obligated to ask you a few questions about why you want this done.” “Look Doctor, I don’t time for all the bullshit. Give me a piece of paper to sign saying that you’ve explained everything to me and asked me everything and I’ll sign it right here on the spot. Then I want you on the phone or doing what ever it is you have to do get those 5000cc implants ordered.” “You got it, I’ll make the call right now.” ---------------------- Four weeks passed by. Bebe and Alex had started to date regularly. It was like the two of them totally forgot about Chelsea. Bebe had gone to see Dr. Growthchester twice to get her implants filled up. She was right, she had convinced the doctor to exceed the maximum safe amount per week. She now had 3000cc in each breast. Chelsea had to admit Bebe looked incredible. Her breasts stuck out from her chest a good 8”. It was a Friday afternoon when Chelsea got a call from Dr. Growthchester. Her implants had arrived. The doctor had offered to give Chelsea a late night surgery so she could get them that day. Chelsea jumped at the opportunity. On the way to the Doctor’s office, she couldn’t get the thought of have two humongous breasts out of her head. She was completely distracted, barely paying attention to the road as she drove. She just kept imagining starting out with two huge breasts the size of cantaloupes, then every week getting them made bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger until they looked like giant beach balls. When she got to the office the nurse prepped her for surgery, and took her into the operating room where the doctor was waiting for her. “Hello Chelsea, it’s great to see you.” He said. “I want to show you your implants before we start.” He reached over to the counter and picked up what looked like a huge plastic bag. It was not inflated but she could tell it was enormous. “Now, it’s not inflated. I like it better when … I … I mean the women seem to like it better when I put them in un-inflated and them fill them up when they are awake so they can see them grow right in front of their eyes. The only catch is you have to wait a week for the initial bruising to go away before we can do it.” “Screw that, fill them now, I’ll have plenty of time later to experience that. Oh, and don’t start me at a measly 1000cc I want at least 1500cc” She needed to start as close to Bebe’s size as possible. The doctor turned and walked over to a machine. He picked up a tube that was hanging from it and inserted it in the implant. He then punched in 1-8-0-0 and a green button on the keypad. The implant began to inflate and fast. Within a minute the implant was filled with 1800cc of silicone. Chelsea was sure she had asked him only for 1500cc but she didn’t care, he could put the whole 5000cc in now and she would love it. Chelsea couldn’t believe how big it was, it was much larger than she had imaged 1800cc being, but she loved it. She was getting excited just watching him inflate these two giant bags with silicone. She hoped the doctor wouldn’t notice just how excited she was. Chelsea suddenly felt very sleepy and before she knew she was out cold. --------------------------- The next morning Chelsea woke up in the recovery room. She was completely dazed. She had no idea where she was. Suddenly, it hit her, a huge pain and weight on her chest. It all came back to her in that instance. She quickly lifted the sheets and saw two huge lumps with some loose bandages on her chest. She knew her new breasts were underneath. They looked absolutely huge! She laid her head back on the pillow and smiled. The Doctor walked into the room and leaned over Chelsea. “Good morning Chelsea. How are you feeling?” “It really hurts but I’m really happy with how big they are. Thank you.” “It probably hurts so much because after I put the implants in I filled them with another 600cc each. They just looked way to small with only 1800cc. So you now have 2400cc in each. I think they could still use more but we’ll have to let your skin stretch a little before we put any more in.” “How long will I have to wait? I mean, you can do it by next week right?” “Well it would probably be better to wait for …” He looked at Chelsea and thought about her tits being even bigger than they were now. “Yeah we can do it next week.” “Good, because with the extra silicone you added for me I’m now really close to Bebe and I need to pass her soon.” “Oh that reminds me, your friend Bebe is coming in this afternoon to get some more in.” “How much more?” Chelsea asked. “Well, she’s been making great progress so far and her skin is incredibly supple so I was going to add another 1000cc’s. That will bring her up to a total of 4000cc.” “What!? I thought hers were only 3500cc.” “Oh they are, I’m overfilling them for her. They can probably take about 4500cc if I really push them. She knows it exceeds the safety standards but she wants to be that big and quite frankly I want to see get her reach her goal.” He was making no effort to hide how much he wanted to see both these girls with huge breasts. He was exceeding his own safety standards to try and make both of them as big as possible as fast as possible. “I’ll see you next week Doctor.” Chelsea said as she got up and started to get dressed. --------------------------- When Chelsea got back to her room she dropped everything and began to examine her new tits. They just had some loose bandages on them and the doctor said she could take them off when she got home as long as she was careful. She took her shirt off and slowly undid the bandages to reveal a glorious site. Two gigantic orbs on her chest! She turned and looked at herself in the mirror. “Holy shit!” she exclaimed. “They’re huge!” She cupped them with her hands and lifted them slightly they were so heavy. “Just think, in a few weeks they’ll be twice this size.” She said to herself. “Bebe doesn’t stand a chance. I’ll be way bigger than her then I’ll show that bitch whose boss.” She walked over to her closet and pulled out one of her many bikini tops. She picked the smallest one she had. She briefly admired her perfectly round tits in the mirror again then tied the bikini around her waist. She pulled it up and tried to pull the top strings over her head. It wasn’t even close. She untied the top and wrapped the stings around her neck, and then she tried to tie it from the back. She fumbled with ties but finally after about 5 minutes got it tied up. There was less than half an inch of string left over once she got the knot tied. “Now this is a set of tits.” She said to herself. They were perfectly round and the bikini covered only about 10 percent of them. She began to squeeze them and fondle them. They were still sore from surgery but it still felt incredibly erotic to touch them. She began feel her pussy getting moist. She reached down with her other hand to lightly rub it. “Ohh!” She was more excited than she realized as she became weak in the knees. She took the bikini off and admired her naked tits in the mirror some more. Then she walked over to her bed and lay down. She began rubbing and massaging her pussy while squeezing her tits. It only took about 2 minutes of this before she came. She screamed out loud for about 30 seconds when she came it was so strong. She lay on the bed gasping for air. “I love this.” -------------------------- Bebe arrived about two hours later. She walked in the room and saw Chelsea lying in bed under the covers rustling. She had being touching herself all afternoon cuming over and over again at the thought of her tits get bigger and bigger. “Hi Bebe.” Chelsea said. “Are you feeling okay, it’s the middle of day, how come your in bed?” “Oh I just needed a rest. I’ve had a really hard time carrying these around with me all day/” Chelsea threw back the covers to reveal he new gigantic naked breasts. “Holy shit Chelsea your huge!” Bebe couldn’t believe her eyes. Chelsea’s breasts were almost the size of volleyballs. “What’s wrong Bebe, feeling a threatened are we?” “But, how, when?” Bebe asked. “I paid a visit to your good friend Dr. Growthchester. Do you like his work? I think he’s learned a little bit since he worked on you.” She stood up and trust he chest out. “Wouldn’t you say? It looks like he’s gotten better at making breasts bigger faster. I am almost as big as you after my first operation.” “Well, not for long, I have an appointment this afternoon. After which I should be way bigger than you!” Bebe shot back. “I wouldn’t bet on that,” Chelsea said, “the Doctor told me to let your know that he ran out of silicone filling up my big tits and that he’d have to reschedule you for sometime next week. His office will call you to set up an appointment.” “I don’t believe you. He told me last week he had lots” “Yeah but that was before he new he was going to be filling mine up to 2400cc’s each. He was only planning on 1000cc’s like what you had done. He ended using all the silicone he had put aside for you for me.” Bebe was pissed. “I can’t believe you! How could you? You know how much this means to me.” “How dare you! You stole my boyfriend! But don’t you worry; soon I’ll be bigger I know he’ll come back to me. He can’t resist huge tits and yours will be small compared to mine.” Chelsea was about to tell Bebe that she didn’t stand a chance because Bebe’s implants could only take 3500cc and Chelsea got the 5000cc expanders. But she decided not to. She thought she would save that until Bebe was convinced that she has won and then deflate her ego with the news. --------------------- Tuesday afternoon Chelsea came back to her room and found Bebe and Alex making out on her bed. They both stopped what they were doing and looked up at Chelsea. Alex gasped. This was the first time he had seen Chelsea since her enhancement and Bebe had not told him about it. Chelsea was wearing a skin tight t-shirt that just barely came down low enough to cover her breasts. “Ch… Chelsea. My God your tits are incredible!” He exclaimed. “Um, excuse me,” Bebe interrupted, “What about my big tits?” Alex turned back to Bebe. “Well, but now Chelsea’s are huge too!” He stood up and walked over to Chelsea. “May I touch them?” “Hell no!” Chelsea replied. “You think that after the way you treated me over the last few weeks that I’m just going to let you feel my huge round supple tits?” She loved to tease him even when she was angry with him. “I mean look at these tits Alex. They’re massive works of art. Do think I’m going to let just anyone squeeze them and fondle them and suck them and fuck them.” She lifted her top over her head. Alex’s eyes just about popped right out of his head. Chelsea looked down and could see his dick just straining inside his pants. She undid her bra and let her huge tits bounce free. Alex just stood there. Chelsea walked over to him and pressed her volleyball sized tits hard against his chest. “Now Alex, what would be willing to do to fuck my tits?” Before Alex could answer Chelsea reached down and grabbed his dick in his pants. She yanked it twice and suddenly Alex came, right in his pants. “Yeah, I thought that would do it.” She said. “You never could resist a huge pair of tits. Think about the answer to my question.” With that she put her t-shirt back on, with out her bra. “By the way Alex, there is something else you should know. Bebe’s implants can still take another 500cc’s which would make her way bigger than me right now. But mine can still take another 2600cc’s, which will make me way bigger than her when she reaches her maximum. Just remember that.” She then turned and left the room. ------------------------- The following Friday Chelsea went to her appointment with Dr. Growthchester. When she got to the office the nurse, Betty, lead her into a room and asked her to disrobe. Chelsea took her shirt and sat up on the table. She could tell the nurse was eyeing her. “Do you like them?” she asked. “Oh, sorry, was I staring?” Betty said, embarrassed that she had been caught. “Yes you were.” “Sorry, to be honest I do like them. They look really good. I can’t believe how big they are. My day will come someday.” “You want breasts like this too?” “Oh yeah, that’s how I got a job here. The Doctor met me at strip club about two month’s ago where I was dancing. We starting talking one night and I told him how I wanted to have massive breasts but I couldn’t afford them, which is why I was stripping. He offered me this job, which pays about 50% more than I what was making dancing. Flat girls don’t pull in a lot of money in that business. I keep saving my money and hopefully someday I can afford a set like yours or maybe even bigger.” “Isn’t he going to give you a discount?” “Oh yeah, half the price. I could afford a set of 1000cc right now, but my motto is go for what you want the first time. Don’t settle.” “Hello ladies,” a voice came from behind them. “Getting acquainted are we?” It was Dr. Growthchester. He had been standing in the doorway for the last minute while the girls were talking. “Hello Doctor” Chelsea replied. “I was talking to Betty here and I was hoping you could do me a favor.” “Oh course Chelsea, anything.” “I want you to give her what ever size implants she desires. She has some money to put towards them and I’ll cover the rest.” Chelsea knew her father would give her money for anything. “Chelsea I can’t let you do that.” Betty protested. “Please, Betty, I want to do this for you. I want you to have what you deserve. What ever you want no matter what the cost.” “Thank you Chelsea, you’re a saint.” “My pleasure.” Dr. Growthchester could hardly contain his smile. He knew that Betty wanted to be just as big as Chelsea and Bebe and now he was going be able to give her what she wanted too. “Okay, lets get down to business. Now Chelsea your here for your first fill up session so I’ll tell you what you can expect.” He loved this part. “This machine fills up this syringe.” He pointed to a small machine no bigger than a VCR sitting a pushcart. “I’ll then insert the needle in your armpit. The needle will go into the tube attached to the implant. I then fill the implant with the contents on the syringe.” Now each syringe is only 250cc’s so I’ll have to stop in the middle of each breast four times to refill it. As your breasts are filling you can watch them grow in the mirror that is on the ceiling. Now I’ll need you to lay down please.” Chelsea was trembling slightly she was so excited. She lifted her legs up and put them on the table and lay back and lifted her arms over her head. The doctor inserted the first needle under her right armpit. She felt a slight sting as the needle went in but that was it. She then heard him fiddling behind her but couldn’t see what was going on. She heard a couple of beeps from the machine on the cart and then a small motor sound started. She then felt the doctor attach the top of syringe to the needle. Suddenly Chelsea felt a warm feeling in her right breast and felt the skin get a little tighter. She looked up in the mirror on the ceiling and almost screamed. Her breast was getting bigger. Slowly it got a little bigger and a little bigger, spreading across and down her chest. Her clit was throbbing at the site!” “Okay that’s the first one. Time to refill.” Dr. Growchester said. Chelsea couldn’t believe that was only one syringe full. She had three more to go on this breast and then another four on her left breast. She already couldn’t wait for her next appointment. The doctor filled up the syringe and then reattached it to the needle, the warm stretching feeling then returned to Chelsea’s right breast. She looked at herself in the mirror again and started to feel a warm rush take over her entire body, she was cumming! “Ohh” It wasn’t a huge orgasm but big enough that she that let out a little moan. Dr. Growthchest leaned forward to make sure everything was all right. After a few seconds he realized what happed and smiled. The next time the doctor got up to refill the needle she turned to look at him. She saw the big smile on his face and knew that he was enjoying this. Her eyes dropped down to his crotch where she saw a huge bulge in the doctor’s pants. “This guy is getting off on this as much as I am.” She thought to herself. An idea came to her. Fifteen minutes later when the procedure was complete Chelsea sat up and her squeezed her new bigger breasts. “Mmm, thank you doctor.” She said in a sultry voice. “They feel great.” “I was my pleasure Chelsea. When do you want to book your next appointment for?” “About that, I wanted to make you a proposition.” “Okay” Dr. Growthchester was intrigued. “I want to buy that machine and a bunch of syringes off you.” “I can’t sell you my machine, it’s the only one I have. No one else could get any treatments until I could arrange to get a new one. Besides, only licensed professionals are allowed to own them.” “Look doctor, I’m going to put this into language that I know you’ll understand. I want huge tits and I want them now. I don’t want to have to wait 2 or 3 weeks in between each treatment. I want to be filling my tits up every other day or maybe even everyday if possible. Whatever price you want, you’ll get. In addition to that I promise to film myself filling them every time and when I’m done I’ll give you a copy so you can go home every night and jerk off to the sight of my tits filling with silicone. Deal?” He thought for about 2 seconds, “Deal. I’ll get it ready for you to take and while I’m doing that Betty will instruct you on how to insert the needle properly.” ------------------- Over the next week, with the help of the machine that Dr. Growthchester had given her, Chelsea’s breasts had ballooned up. She had gone from 3400cc’s to 4200cc’s. Every night when Bebe and Alex went out she set up her video camera and inflated her breasts just a little more. She needed to be careful that she didn’t do too much to fast as she was pushing the envelope. Her breasts now stood out a good 12” from her chest and were the size of basketballs. Bebe had not yet had hers filled again so Chelsea was now a lot bigger than her. And she knew that both Alex and Bebe had noticed too. She had overheard Bebe on the phone one night talking to Alex, saying that she could swear they looked even bigger. Chelsea was very careful when she filled them so that Bebe wouldn’t find out that she had the machine. It was Thursday night when Chelsea got back to her room. She had been at the library longer than she expected and was trying to get back to her room before Bebe and Alex got back so that she could fill her tits more before she went to bed. She opened the door and walked in. The sight she saw made her drop all her books and almost faint. There lying on her bed was Bebe. Here breasts sticking up at least 24” from her chest and inflating, FAST! She not only found the machine that Chelsea had been using to fill the needles with silicone, but had figured out a way of connecting it directly to the needle, and hence, directly into her breasts. Chelsea couldn’t believe her eyes, they were the size of medicine balls! Her implants weren’t supposed to be to handle anywhere near that much. “What are you doing?!” Chelsea yelled out. Bebe opened her eyes and turned to look at Chelsea. “Hi Chelsea, do like my new bigger tits? They’re way bigger than yours now.” Chelsea walked over to the machine and turned it off. “Hey I wasn’t done yet.” Bebe said. “I think I can still fit a couple more thousand cc’s in them.” “I don’t get it Bebe. Your implants were supposed to be smaller than mine, I’m almost maxed out and you’re at least twice my size.” “I can’t explain it. I hooked the machine up and I just started to get bigger and bigger.” She had a huge smile on her face recalling the experience. “I never felt them staining so I just let them keep going and I wasn’t going to stop until I thought they were about to burst.” Her face turned to a sneer. “Then you walked in.” Bebe got up out of the bed. Her breasts were totally massive. She unhooked the needles from under both armpits and turned to Chelsea. “Do you like them Chelsea, do you wish you were this big? I bet you do. I know how badly you want bigger tits, but now you’re just a pipsqueak compared to me now. I’m not sure what happened I guess they can be over inflated past their recommend size.” Chelsea looked at her intensely for a second. Suddenly she lunged at Bebe and threw her down on the bed. They two girls struggled for a minute, both hindered by the size of their breasts. Chelsea reached to the end of the bed and grabbed a pair of stockings. She took it and tied Bebe’s arms to the bed frame so she couldn’t get up. “There, that otta hold ya.” She said. “Now, you’re going to watch me inflate my even bigger implants way past their maximum.” “You bitch!” Bebe yelled out. Chelsea grabbed the needles that Bebe had made and inserted each one under her armpits. She reached over and turned the machine on. Instantly she felt her breasts begin to swell up. “Ohh God. It feels good!” They were slowly growing down and out, her halter top gradually getting tighter and tighter. She looked at the machine and saw that it was only set to half speed. She grabbed the knob and cracked it all the way to full speed. Her breasts began to inflate faster. Her top was starting to get stained. The fabric was being pulled tight. She leaned back to help her back as the new weight of her breasts was starting to pull her forward. RRRIIPP. She heard a seam at the side of her shirt starting to go. “Do you like them Bebe, they’re almost as big as yours now and I’m no where near done.” “I’m going to get you for this Chelsea.” RRRRIIIIIPPPPP. Her shirt split right down both seams at the side. Her breasts were now sticking out more than 2 feet in front her now, without the shirt holding them back. “Oh yes. Grow, grow, grow. I want to be bigger, I’ve got to be BIGGER, I need to be BIGGGER!!” Bebe couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Chelsea ripped the remains of her shirt off completely exposing her gigantic naked breasts. Chelsea had now out grown her and was still going strong. Her tits were almost as big as Chelsea Charms! Chelsea reached around her tits and began to pinch her own nipples. “Ohhhh. I’m going to CUM!!!” She let out a loud orgasmic scream. “Ahhhhhhhh!” She screamed for what seemed like 2 minutes. All the while continuing to get bigger. She looked at herself in the mirror. “Oh God, I’m way bigger than Chelsea Charms now! I have to be at least fifty percent bigger than her.” She was right; her tits were now 3 feet straight out and hung down past her waist. They resembled large beach balls. Chelsea looked down at the display on the machine. The running counter showed 8100. “Holy shit, I’ve pumped an extra 8100cc’s into them. That makes them a total of 12,300cc’s and they’re still growing!!” Suddenly, the machine stopped and began to beep. “What happened?” Chelsea asked. She looked at the display on the front “Empty? It can’t be, there was supposed to be enough in here to … you!!” She turned at scowled at Bebe. “You used the rest up you bitch! I could have had at least 15,000cc’s but you stole the rest.” Chelsea ran to her closet and quickly looked to see if there was anything in there that could fit her. She decided on a large bulky sweatshirt that an old boyfriend who was a football player had given her. She put it on and looked at herself in the mirror. It just barley covered her nipples. “What are doing now?” Bebe asked. “What do think? I’m going to pay Dr. Growthchester a visit and get more silicone for this thing. A lot more!” “Wait, aren’t you going to untie me?” “No, you going to stay here until I get back. Then you’re to continue to watch me inflate my massive tits until they won’t take any more.” With that Chelsea walked out the door and locked it behind her. She got out to her car and opened the door. When she tried to get in her breasts got stuck on the steering wheel. “Oh oh. Now what?” She carefully bent over, so as not fall on her face, and moved the seat all the way back. She tried again to get in. “Perfect fit.” Her breasts were touching the steering wheel but she figured she could handle it. She started the car and drove off. Driving was extremely difficult. Her breasts keep pulling on the wheel. She had to slow down to a snails pace so as not to cause an accident. Finally after about 30 minutes she arrived at Dr. Growthchester’s office. She got out of the car and was about to open the door when she heard tires screech behind her. She turned to see Bebe driving into the parking lot. She slammed on her brakes and left the car in the middle of the aisle. As she got out she yelled to Chelsea, “You’re not going to beat me to him. He’s going to fill me up before he ever does you!” “How did you get here?” Chelsea asked dumbfounded. “I struggled out of the restraints and drove like a made man. Lucky for me you drive like Ms. Daisy.” Chelsea decided she was no position to get in a physical altercation. The mass of her breasts prevented her from any chance against Bebe now. “Okay, lets both go in.” She said. “Yeah, but me first.” Bebe said. The both walked in. The waiting room was empty. “That’s strange,” Chelsea started "There were usually lots of women waiting for surgery any time I’ve been here before. The only time it was deserted was when I was getting mine done because he had to clear his schedule for the long surgery.” They both looked at each other. “Shit!” They said it at the same time. “Come on, we have to find out what going on, I don’t want someone else being anywhere near my size.” Chelsea said. The two of them decided to start by walking into Dr. Growthchester’s office. They opened the door and stop cold. “Hello ladies.” Dr. Growthchester in a polite greeting. “You remember Betty here don’t you, my nurse? They both stood there and gawked at Betty. She was topless, and her breasts were bigger than humanly possible. Twice the size of Chelsea Charms, they stood out 5 feet from her chest and hung down past her hips. Beach balls did not do them justice, perhaps some kind of oversized novelty beach balls. “Hi Chelsea,” Betty said. “Thanks for paying for my custom made implants. I love them!” She put her arms around her breasts hugging them. “And just wait, the Doctor says that by next month, I’ll be twice this size.” “Custom made implants?” both Chelsea and Bebe said together? “You never told me about custom made implants!” Chelsea continued. “Well I tried to tell you the first day I talked to you but you cut me off.” Dr. Growthchester replied. “You mean I can order any sized implant I want?” “Sure, just tell me how big and I’ll get it done.” --------------------------------- Six months later, Chelsea lay in the bed at Dr. Growthchester’s clinic. She was waiting for her first pump-up session since getting her new custom made implants. She could hardly contain herself. Dr. Growthchester had assured her that these implants would be able to take what ever Chelsea wanted put in them, that the only limit was here own body. She currently had 17,000cc of silicone in her massive tits and was now about to get filled up even more. The doctor walked in “Come on doc what’s the hold up?” she asked impatiently. “Sorry Chelsea. Pumping up Bebe’s breasts took a little longer than I expected. They kept taking more and more and…sorry I’ll stop.” “Remember our agreement Doc.” “No worries Chelsea, I’ll make sure your bigger than her when were done here.” He went to the corner of the room and grabbed a 55 gallon drum. He slowly rolled it over next to the new silicone pumping machine he bought. He then took a tube from the machine a stuck it in a hole in the top of the drum. He then took two syringes, both hooked up to a second tube and inserted them under both of Chelsea’s armpits. “Okay Chelsea, are you ready? Were going to do both at the same time.” “More than you know.” Dr. Growthchester turned the machine on and instantly Chelsea’s tits began to inflate. This time however, because the doctor had bought a new heavy duty pumping machine, they were growing faster than ever before. She kept a close eye on the counter. After five minutes it read 5000cc and it was still going strong. Her tits were now as big Betty, the nurse, and still growing fast. She lay back and enjoyed the sensations taking over her body. Watching her tits continuing to grow bigger and bigger, already thinking about her next pumping appointment when the next 55 gallons of silicone will be pumped into her tits.