DILUTION by Bigby Wolf

Part One

�Sam! Hey, Sam! Wait up!� Samantha Herrington stopped in her tracks as she heard the shrill voice call out for her. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and prepared for the worst.

Turning around, she saw the owner of the voice, a short, unassuming girl with wild � and not in the good way � brown hair and glasses. �Hi, Margaret,� Sam said as the girl approached.

�Oh, you can call me Maggie, if you like.� Maggie unsuccessfully tried to run her hand through her hair. Sam wondered if a comb had ever come near it. �I was wondering if you�re not busy, we could come over to my house and watch movies.�

�I�m sorry, but I�ve got a lot of homework that I have to do.� Ever since Sam had stopped those bullies from picking on Maggie, she had been following her around all the time. At first, Sam thought it was flattering, but then it just became annoying and since Sam and Maggie were on two completely different social levels, Sam didn�t want Maggie to lower her popularity.

�Chemistry?� Maggie asked, obviously not taking a hint.

�Yep,� Sam said, trying to be as polite as she could.

�I�m great at chemistry!� Maggie exclaimed. �We could do our homework together, at your house tonight!� Damn, Sam had backed herself into a wall. If she said she couldn�t, she would admit she lied to Maggie and that would hurt her feelings, something Sam hated to do to anyone, but if she accepted, she would not only have to have Maggie over at her house, but also actually do her homework when she was supposed to.

After mulling over at for a second, Sam finally muttered, �Fine.�

�Cool!� Maggie shrieked. �This is going to be so great! I�ll see you tonight!� With that, she turned around and walked to her locker.

�See you tonight,� Sam sighed.

***

�So you see, mixing nitrate with sulfurous oxide makes a blah blah blah blah blah�� Maggie was droning on again and Sam was nodding off again. Maggie had arrived at 6:30, right when Sam�s parents were leaving for a business trip. Maggie had gotten straight to work on the assignment.

I can�t believe I�m actually doing an assignment that�s due in two weeks, Sam thought. I could be out at the movies with my friends, but instead I�m stuck here just because I refused to see a person bullied. What�s wrong with me? But Sam still remembered in elementary school, before she came into the cool crowd, when the older and prettier girls everyday would bully her. She remembered them taunting her about her flat chest and lack of curves. It wasn�t until middle school and the onset of puberty that Sam had risen up the social ladder. But now that she was in high school, she still could feel the taunts that stung her because of her still flat chest.

�Sam? Sam, are you awake?� It was Maggie. Sam had drifted to sleep again and Maggie was gently poking her.

�I�m awake, I�m awake!� Sam opened her eyes wide and then shut them tight when she saw the bright lights. �Could you turn down the lights, please?� Maggie turned off the overhead lights and turned the bedside lamp on. �Thanks.�

�No problem,� Maggie said. �I see that you�re having trouble concentrating. Maybe if we took a more hands on approach, we would be more successful?�

��Hands on?�� Sam didn�t like the sound of that.

Maggie got up and bounded out the bedroom door, her book bag in her hands. Sam heard her going down the stairs and followed her. She found Maggie in the kitchen, setting up beakers. �What are you doing?�

�Setting up an experiment,� Maggie explained. �I was going to do this when I got back home, but I guess I could do it now.� She was busy taking various liquids out of her book bag and pouring them into the beakers.

�So what exactly is this experiment?� Sam was getting more interested. This wasn�t as boring as reading the dull textbook.

�Well, I�m working on a serum that�� Maggie started going to science-speak, with words like �regeneration� and �polymorphic�.

�English, please.�

�Something that can regrow tissue cells.� Maggie triumphantly held up the finished concoction. It had turned a dark shade of green. �There�s only one thing missing.�

Sam eyed her. �And what�s that?�

�Liquid protein,� Maggie replied. �For the serum to work, it has to use lots and lots of protein. I still haven�t figured out where I�m going to get that.�

�Well, that�s the easy part,� Sam said, glad she was able to finally figure something out. She went to the refrigerator and took out a carton of milk.

Maggie face lit up. �Of course!� Maggie took the milk and poured a small amount into the beaker, then capped the beaker and shook it vigorously. The result was light brown, but it still looked unappealing.

�Now what?� Sam asked.

�Well, normally, we would test it,� Maggie said, looking apprehensively at the beaker.

�Uh uh. No way I�m drinking that.�

�Well, they would be animal tests, of course, but the serum shouldn�t harm humans at all. It�s made from elements that can be absorbed into the human body.�

�Sure, right,� Sam said, skeptical.

�Here, I�ll prove it to you.� Maggie set down the beaker and went and grabbed a cup and filled it halfway with water. �First you make a dilution.� She grabbed a teaspoon from a drawer and poured some of the serum in it and from the teaspoon into the cup of water. �Then, you ingest it.� Maggie took the cup and raised it to her lips and before Sam could object gulped it down.

�Why�d do you that? You going to get poisoning or something.� Sam was genuinely worried that Maggie would get sick.

�Nonsense, I-� Maggie suddenly stopped mid-sentence. �I feel weird.�

�See, I told you.� Sam took Maggie�s hand and led her to a chair. �Here sit down while I call poison control.�

�No,� Maggie grabbed Sam�s hand before she could reach the phone. �It doesn�t hurt. It just feels like I�m� filling up with something.�

�You�re going to die if I don�t-� Sam noticed Maggie�s shirt just then. When she had arrived, it had been baggy, but it was tight right now. Sam looked, as it grew tighter, showing off Maggie�s� breasts? That�s right; Maggie now had B-Cup breasts that were growing larger by the minute, by the second. Sam reached down and touched one of the breasts through the shirt, as it became a C-cup. She heard Maggie audibly moan and retracted her hand, but Maggie grabbed it and guided it back to her breast.

Sam rubbed Maggie�s breast for a whole minute, during which Maggie passed D-cup, DD-cup, E-cup, and finally settled at an EE-cup. Her breasts didn�t seem to droop either, but stayed upright and were round and perfect. After the growth had stopped, Sam pulled her hand back and said, �What happened?�

�Somehow, the effect of the milk changed the serum so that it would grow tissue in the breast area,� Maggie stated getting up. Her shirt was stretched to the limit, her breasts peeking out from the sides and bottom. �Could I borrow a shirt from you, please?�

�Of course, but I don�t think any of them will fit you.� Sam continued to stare at Maggie�s newly enlarged breasts.

�I�ll try to find one anyway,� Maggie said as she went up the stairs. Sam stood hypnotized as Maggie�s breasts bobbed up and down with each step. Up and down, up and down�

Maggie went into Sam�s room, breaking the spell. Sam shook her head, trying to get breasts out of the brain, but it didn�t work. She looked over at the beaker, which was still three-fourths full. Sam remembered the taunting and the names � Flat Sam, Sammy Nochest, and others � as she walked over to the serum. Thinking quickly, she filled a cup with water and took out a teaspoon. She poured the serum in the teaspoon and dumped it in the water, then remembered Maggie�s EE-cup breasts. Did she want to get that big? For some reason, that size enticed her, but was surprised when she realized that she wanted bigger. To make up for all the years of taunting and teasing, she wanted to be the biggest at the school and currently, the biggest was upstairs, trying on Sam�s shirts. Sam poured and dumped another teaspoon of the serum into the water and then gulped it down.

�Sam,� Maggie was bounding down the stairs, her breasts making the hypnotic gestures, but this time inside a button down shirt, �I had to borrow one of your dad�s shirts. Is that okay? Sam?�

Sam didn�t hear her. Her ears were filled with the sound of her own heart pounding and her eyes were glued onto Maggie�s chest as she collapsed onto the floor.

�Sam!� Maggie rushed forward, her bountiful breasts peeking out from between the buttons. Maggie tried to pick her up from the floor and bring her to the chair, but Sam was too heavy, so Maggie got a pillow and put it under Sam�s head. �Sam, are you okay?�

�I feel� wonderful,� the words slowly escaped Sam�s mouth as her eyes slid from Maggie�s undulating breasts to her own t-shirt, which was slowly filling up.

Maggie noticed the change, too. �You took the serum? How much did you take? How many teaspoons? Did you dilute it?�

Sam felt waves of pleasure going through her, but heard enough of Maggie�s questions to hold up two fingers and nod her head. Sam watched as her breasts rose with every breath she took and didn�t go down. She was past C-cup now and on her way to double Ds.

�Two teaspoons?� Maggie looked down at Sam�s ballooning breasts. �We have no way of knowing how large they�ll get. Why did you do it?�

Sam saw her breasts go past DD-cup range and E-cup range as she said, �I was tired to being Flat Sam.� Maggie looked concerned as Sam�s breasts passed EE-cup and grew even bigger than Maggie�s monsters.

As Sam�s breasts grew past F-cups, Maggie said, �That shirt looks like it�s about to explode. Can you take it off?� Sam shook her head. She didn�t want to take it off; it was providing too much pleasure for her nipples. �I�ll go get a scissors.� As Maggie went away, Sam watched her breasts reach GG-cup and beyond. When Maggie returned, the shirt barely covered half of Sam�s boobs and Maggie could see Sam�s nipples poking out. She took the scissors and cut the t-shirt in half, releasing the pressure of Sam�s breasts and making her let out an erotic sigh.

Sam�s breasts were past double Hs when Maggie worried that the growth would never stop. By now, Sam�s breasts were enormous and whenever a cool breeze would blow by, she would let out such an erotic moan that Maggie would get wet. At one point, when Sam was an I-cup, Maggie saw that one of her breasts was going to tip her over, so she grabbed the breast to steady it. Sam let out an erotic moan and grabbed Maggie�s hand, making her rub the breast.

When the growth finally stopped, Sam was a JJ-cup, twice the size of Maggie�s breasts, and they eclipsed her body, taking up half of her torso. But Sam didn�t seem to mind that, or anything at all. She was trapped in erotic sensations caused by Maggie rubbing one of her breasts. Sam, feeling the other was neglected, started rubbing it with her own hand and she soon closed her eyes in ecstasy. She was feeling so much pleasure that she didn�t notice when her hand slipped and touched Maggie�s breast, or when Maggie�s other hand touched hers. Soon, they were fondling each other�s breasts, moaning with such ecstasy, that both thought they would orgasm just from the breast play alone.

Maggie, almost at orgasm, glanced up and saw the beaker, a quarter filled with the serum. This was enough to jolt her memory and she stopped, pulling away from Sam, who made desperate attempts to grab Maggie�s breasts. When she couldn�t, she settled on her own breasts, even though she could no longer reach the front of them.

Maggie wondered what was causing the rise of erotic impulses they were having. Brushing her own nipple through the shirt, she received enough pleasure to wish Sam was fondling her breasts again. �Growth of the tissue resulting in growth of nerves. Of course, I should have known.� Maggie went over to Sam, who was still fondling her breasts. �Sam! Come on, Sam, you have to stop doing that! We have to figure out what we�re going to do, what you�re going to wear, what we�ll tell our parents, what�ll we�ll say at school.�

At the word �school,� Sam seemed to stop. She opened her eyes, looked up at Maggie and said, �Wait�ll the girls at school see these babies.�

***

Maggie walked up the street searching for a custom bra shop that Sam said was down here. She was getting particular looks from people, especially men, who seemed to look at her and then lock onto her breasts. She was uncomfortable with their glances, but it was sort of thrilling to have someone finally lust at her. She knew that everyone at school thought she was a geek and she didn�t mind, but sometimes she wondered what it was like to be beautiful like the cheerleaders and homecoming queens. Maggie thought back to Sam, who couldn�t leave her house now since no shirt could possibly fit over her obscenely huge breasts.

Maggie came out of her thoughts when she saw the sign CUSTOM BRA AND CLOTHING SHOP. She entered it, the bell over the front door ringing.

�Ah, I can see one costumer in need of service,� an old red-haired lady said behind the counter.� �What are your measurements and I will get you whatever you need.�

�Ah, well, I don�t exactly know my measurements,� Maggie said nervously. �I also have a friend who is a bit larger than me and she needs a bra and some clothing, too.�

The red-haired lady got out from behind the counter. �Here, come back to the dressing room and we�ll take your measurements. I�m not sure about your friend, however, since I don�t know how big she is.�

�Twice as big as I am,� Maggie said with a nervous laugh.

�Twice as big? Girls are really blooming a lot these days.� The red-haired lady walked into the dressing room and gestured for Maggie to follow. �By the way, I�m Andrea.�

�My name�s Maggie,� Maggie said as she followed Andrea into the dressing room.

�Well, Maggie, let�s see how big you are.� Andrea took out a tape measure as Maggie unbuttoned her borrowed shirt.

About an hour later, Maggie was finished. Equipped with three EE-cup bras and several large shirts, she was reasonably confident that she could walk in the street without garnering too much attention, but she was less worried about herself and more about Sam. The shop did have a JJ-cup bra, but only one and almost no clothing that would fit her. Finally, Maggie decided to purchase several large dresses. If she cut the bottom part off, it could be worn as a nice shirt, but would make Sam seem extremely fat. �Don�t worry about that,� Andrea said. �Take these.� She handed Maggie a couple of colorful sashes. �Tie them just below her bust and that problem will be solved.�

�Thanks, you�ve been a really big help.� Maggie handed over her emergency credit card. Mom said I should use it in emergencies and I think this qualifies.

Going back to Sam�s house was a thrilling adventure with her new clothes. At school, she had always worn loose t-shirts, but the shop had been filled with so much wonderful, colorful clothing that when she finally saw herself in a mirror, she looked almost nothing like what she did that morning. Walking down the street, she reveled in the eyes that she caught.

Back at Sam�s house, Maggie bounded up the stairs, JJ-cup bra in hand, ready to hand it over to Sam and help her put it on. Opening Sam�s bedroom door, she was fairly surprised when she witnessed Sam, nude and soaking wet, fingering herself with one hand and fondling herself with the other. �Sam?�

Maggie�s voice was enough to bring Sam out of the erotic fantasy she was in. She immediately stopped and blushed. �Sorry. I was taking a shower and it felt so good and then I came out and I couldn�t stop.�

�That�s okay,� Maggie said. �I bought you some clothes, but they only had one bra that would fit you.� She handed the enormous JJ-cup bra over to Sam.

�It snaps from the back,� Sam said as she looked at the bra. �Could you help me put it on?�

�Sure.� Maggie walked behind Sam. Sam raised her arms up and Maggie took the ends of the bra and brought them behind and clasped them together. But before Maggie could pull away her hands, Sam grabbed them and brought them forward, so they encircled her body and touched the sides of her breasts. Sam guided Maggie�s hands up and down, making Sam moan in pleasure. Sam then let go of Maggie�s hands and turned around, her breasts engulfing the space between them. Sam started to pull up Maggie�s shirt. �I�m� I�m not a lesbian,� Maggie said.

�Neither am I,� Sam said as she pulled the shirt up, revealing Maggie�s bra-clad breasts, �Just really horny.� Sam reached behind Maggie and unclasped her bra, while Maggie did they same to her, almost involuntarily. She was no longer in charge; her hormones had control of her body.

Letting the large bras fall away, Sam and Maggie embraced each other and fell onto the bed, both of them enraptured in ecstasy.

***

Waking up, Maggie felt a weight on her chest. Wanting to go back to sleep, she rolled over, but there were two problems: the first, her breasts prevented her from rolling over and second, Sam�s breasts prevented her from rolling over. Sam was blissfully sleeping beside her, her massive breasts looking like two mountains. That was when Maggie got out of bed and stood up. A little too quickly, however, because she was soon on the floor, her breasts having toppled her over. The sound of her tripping must of woken up Sam, because Maggie heard her voice next. �Maggie?� Maggie got up, rubbing the spot on her chest where she had fell. �Thank God, it wasn�t a dream. I actually happened!� Her screamed in happiness and then in pleasure as her hands went to work fondling her again.

Maggie glanced at the digital clock on Sam�s dresser; it read 6:00 AM. �Sam!� Maggie yelled nervously. �I was supposed to be home by 9:00. I didn�t mean to stay the whole night, but I guess I got caught up, you know, with the whole breast thing. I mean, what am I going to tell my parents?�

Sam stopped fondling her breasts. �Just call your parents and tell them you slept over at my house.�

�No, I mean about these.� Maggie pointed to her breasts.

�Well, you don�t have to worry of that until you see them, don�t you? I�ll think of something to say when my parents come back, too, okay? We�re in this together.�

�Really?� Maggie was shocked that Sam was sticking with her.

�Really.� Sam sat up, her whole upper frame taken up by her breasts. �Hey, without you, I never would have had these.�

Maggie breathed a sigh of relief. And then she thought of something else. �We have school today. What are we going to do? How will we explain these?�

�Growth spurt,� Sam said. �They happen all the time when you�re in your teens.�

�You�re right,� Maggie sighed. �Everything�s going to be fine.�

�Everything�s going to be better than fine,� Sam said. �Everything is going to be great.�

TO BE CONTINUED