The Modern-Day Goddess

By Samuel B. Brandt

Part 2

Phase 3

�I had a rough week� he thought, as the car pulled into the driveway, �and it didn�t help that I didn�t even get laid last weekend.� I sure hope that girl is in better shape today.� Max got out of the car and headed into the mansion. As usual, most of the staff was off on Saturday, he didn�t really want the other girls around during his conquests. He walked out on the back deck to see if Kate was by the pool. No sign. He paged Mala.� �She is waiting for you in the master suite,� is all she would say.

He opened the doors. The shades had all been drawn, and there must have been 500 lit candles throughout the suite.� The lights were dimmed, and what lamps were lit had red fabric draped over them. He looked around, loosening his tie and taking off his jacket. �Kate� he called. This looked promising.

�I�ll be right out,� she called from the bathroom, �have a glass of wine.� He went over to the setting area and threw his jacket over the chair. There was an open bottle and two glasses sitting on the main table. He picked one up and took a sip. Then he notice the tape measure�

�Ready or not, here I come,� called Kate as she walked into view.

Kate was wearing a very sheer white negligee with a garter belt and stockings, no panties. Her skin, which had darkened considerably over her months in the Cayman�s shimmered in contrast to the white silk fabric and glittered with the light dusting of body powder she had applied. Max hardly noticed any of this, for all he could look at was her massive tits.

With Beth and Mala�s help, Kate had arranged to have the surgeons perform her next implant operation over a week early, and they had outdone themselves. The cream must have been exponentially more effective, because her breasts now reached from just below her neck and hung down to near her crotch. Each spread out 8 inches on either side of her body.� �I thought I would surprise you as a thanks for what you did for me last weekend. What do you think?� She did a slow turn, showing Max a profile. Her luscious melons thrust out at least two feet in front of her body, near-perfect spheres the size of beach-balls. They�re curves were even hard to ignore as she turned around, showing him her bare, firm ass.

A she turned back to face him, she approached slowly. She had wanted to do this as an old-fashion seduction, but she almost fell with the first steps.� �I�m still getting used to my balance,� she said, then added, �They just become so sensitive, just the silk rubbing against my skin makes me soooo hot.� She brought her arms up around the sides of her breast, slowly moving towards the tie in the front. Her hands looked tiny compared to the mounds of flesh they were caressing. She continued coming closer at a steady pace. He seemed paralyzed except for the growing ridge in his crotch. �In fact, it feels so much better to have nothing against them.�

She pulled the knot tied at the front of her top, removing the string. With nothing to hold it on, the fabric fell to sides, exposing her expansive flesh for Max to see. She started moving her hands back down. �You know what else, lover? I don�t know if it�s the cream, but I realized even my nipples have gotten bigger, don�t you think?� She reached down with each hand, and tweaked her nubs. �Ooooh� she groaned. Max couldn�t help but look. She was right, not only had her aerole expanded to close to 6� in diameter, her nipples which had once been merely the size of pencil erasers now jutted out nearly the diameter of her pinky fingers, and at least an inch in length. She had almost reached Max, who was still standing frozen. She leaned over, making her boobs look even larger. As she reached down for the tape measure, her breasts rubbed along, the table top, causing her to moan again. She grabbed the end of the tape, and tried to hand the roll to Max. �Are you just going to stand there? I can�t wait to see how big I am. I bet I�m bigger than any of your other girls, hmmmm?�

Max shook himself, as if coming out of a trance, �I�you�yes.�

Kate couldn�t believe herself. She was enjoying this so much! �Well, let�s see.� Holding the tape end next to her right nipple, she made another slow turn around, adjusting her distance so as to just missing brushing against Max. She completed her turn, and they both looked at the tape.

�Eight-three inches!� they said simultaneously.

�You are the biggest by far.� He said, dropping the ends of the measure.

�Oh, I almost forgot, watch this.� She gave her torso a little wiggle, and the waves traveled down her breasts, causing them to sway back in forth in a massive tit-quake. �Just think what I can do when I really get moving.� He brought his hands up to reach for her boobs, but she slapped his wrist and turned away, wobbling as she did. �Oh no, this time you do what I say.� She reached out and grabbed his tie.� Turning her back to him, she gently pulled him to the bed and guided him to stand on the end. She backed away. �We�re doing this right, you are going to have your clothes off this time.� Kate had thought about offering to help, but was worried she might fall over in the process and ruin the mood she had built. She sat tapping the sides of her breasts with her fingers looking impatient as Max stripped in near record time. �The underwear, too.� She said when it seemed like he might leave it on.

Max stood there, looking marvelously handsome, with a hard-hard tent pole between his legs. Katherine could no longer hold back. She rushed up to him, knocking him back onto the bed. She fell over on top of Max, her new weight toppling them both onto the bed. She used the momentum to press her breasts into him. As their bodies pressed together, her tits slipped apart, piling up on either side of their bodies. Even so, their mass was such that she barely, just barely reaching his mouth for a kiss. �Another stolen kiss on the mouth,� she panted, inches from his face. �Will you ever forgive me?�

Kate found herself in a kneeling position on top of Max. Their groins pressed against each other. She could feel his cock rubbing against her labia, but he was not yet inside her. She ground against him as she sat back up, giving him some breathing space. Her boobs rubbed against his body again as she did so. It felt so good. She looked down at him from her sitting position. Looking down along her cleavage, she could only see his face. She smiled at him, �Well don�t just lie there.�

Max thought for a moment, and looked up. Kate expanded nipples were only a few inches above his face. He brought his hands up to either side, and just lifting his head from the covers, he latched onto her left nipple. �Uhhhhh�� was all she could say. She started squirming at the feelings that he was sending through her. How could this feel this good? She felt herself getting moist, and continued to grind slowly into him.

After a few more minutes of breast play, she couldn�t stand it any longer. Without detaching Max from her boob, she shifted her position and lowered herself onto his shaft. She started moving slowly, after only a few seconds, her first orgasm broke, followed rapidly by a second. In her excitement, she started moving up and down on Max at a faster pace. He could no longer hold onto her enormous tits with his mouth, and instead resorted to messaging and caressing the wobbling mounds. He even removed a hand and reached down and under the mass of flesh to rub her clit to build her even higher. He held on through her third and fourth orgasm, but by the time the fifth hit, the frenzy of shaking and shimmying drove him over the edge as well. They came together as he reached up and pulled her back towards him. She felt the warm surge flow through her body, and lay there panting on top of both Max and her soft piles.

�Oh God,� she said. �That was even more incredible than before.� They were bathed in sweat as the slid off Max, lying next too him.

�You are an amazing lover,� he breathed as they lay next to each other. She was lying on her side, her boobs piled on top of each other, compressed somewhat from gravity�s pull, but still piled up higher than her torso.

�Do you realize what your doing?� She said.

�No.�

�You are looking me in the eye.�

�So�

�You�ve never done that before, in all these weeks.�

�Really�

�No,� she said thoughtfully. �Can I ask you something?���

�OK�

�How did you get an airline to land so that Lynn could call me?�

�Excuse me�

�You know. Lynn told me, the flight she was on was redirected, and she was the only one taken off. To call me.�

�It�s a long story,� Max broke off eye contact. �For another day.�

�OK, then can I ask you something else?�

�OK�

�Will you stay here, with me, tomorrow instead of leaving?�

�Why?�

�I�ve been feeling so alone lately. The last few weeks when Lynn was here, we were barely speaking. Now we�re fine, but she�s gone. I think Mala can�t stand me, and most of the other girls follow her lead and avoid me.�

He paused a few seconds, �All right, but on one condition.�

�What�s that?�

He reached out and took Kate�s hand, which was resting absently on her left boob. At first, she thought he was going to kiss it, but instead, he brought it down between his legs. Her eyes widened. Goodness, he was ready to go again!� She smiled, �I think we can come to some arrangement.�

Kate woke up from her best night�s sleep since the last operation. The previous nights, she found it very difficult to sleep. She had always slept on her stomach, but her boobs were now so big, that there was no way to do that. She tried on her side, but the slightest move sent them shifting. She had to sleep on her back and though some of the weight slid off to the side, she found the weight keeping her awake. Not last night. �Whew, I guess all the exertions wore me out,� she said only a little surprised when she opened her eyes to see she was alone. She hated to admit it, she was more than a little disappointed that he had left before morning yet again. She got up and headed to the shower, but made it a quick one. She�d exaggerated a little the night before about how sensitive her boobs were, since she hadn�t used the cream in six days, the sensitivity had waned some. Going in the shower was another story, and the longer she stayed in the hornier she got. She wrapped a towel around her, forgetting again that it wouldn�t reach around. She lowered it to around her waist, and got a second towel to start drying off her boobs. She rubbed vigorously; a light touch was just too much for her to take. First one, then the other breast, lifting carefully to dry underneath. �God, they are so heavy,� she thought. She looked around for the scale and dropping her towels, stepped on it. �173 lbs!� My god, I weighted 112 when I left home. That�s 60 lbs of boobs. It�s a good thing I�ve been working out. I guess I better keep it up.� She went back out to the bedroom to change into some workout gear. She didn�t much feel like exercising, she was annoyed that Max�s leaving was bothering her so much. It was then that she saw breakfast laid out and a note.� This is what it said:

�Meet me on the beach at nine. Wear a bathing suit. A promise is a promise. Max.�

She looked at the clock, 8:40. �Shit, I better get my make-up on and get dressed.�

Because then tan glow her skin had developed left her needed only a little lip-stick and eye shadow, Kate was on the path down to the beach by 8:55. Her clothing options were becoming quite thin, but she had a string bikini that she had modified to extend the strings. Aqua-marine in color, the bottom, while not quite a thong, did little to hide the curves of her well-toned thighs and butt. The top, which would have well-covered a normal D-cup seemed tiny, even allowing some of her areole to peek around the edge. She also covered up with a white terry-cloth knit top, an XXXL that she could barely button one bottom out in the front. She felt a bit of modesty was in order, since she didn�t really know if they would be alone. �Like modesty should ever be in my vocabulary with these knockers,� she quipped to herself.

She reached the beach and saw Max sitting on the edge of a small power-boat, maybe 14 feet in length. He stood as she approached. �Ahh Kate, you are even more ravishing by the light of day.� He took her hand and gave it a light kiss, while keeping her eye contact the whole time. �Is that more to your liking?� he smiled his wicked grin.

She only shrugged, �Better I guess. What�s with the boat�

�I thought we would go for a cruise on my yacht,� he said, taking her hand to help her aboard.

�You know Max, I know us women try to deny it, but when it comes to yachting, size does count.� She said, stepping into the small speedboat as it rocked in the waves. �And this does not count as a yacht.�

�Maybe not,� said Max, �but that does.� Kate followed his hand as he pointed into the bay. There out about a mile was a true luxury yacht, at least a thirty footer. Max once again seemed to know what she was thinking, �It�s 36 feet, never let it be said I can�t satisfy a lady with my size.�

�Ah, but can you handle it yourself,� she quipped back.

�I can, but I prefer a co-pilot.�

Kate laughed. �OK, enough with the double entendres. My girls need some sun. Let�s go for a ride.�

Max was true to his word, he did know to handle his boat, The Inflated Lady, (�Nice� was all Kate could say to that) by himself.� He took them offshore to a reef, where Max was to take them snorkeling. When Kate got in the water, she found the buoyancy of the salt-water made her boobs float on the surface and there was no way for her to get under the water. �Geez, it�s a good thing I don�t have this problem in the pool.� So she floated around on her back, her two pontoons keeping her afloat. Max dove down and caught a couple of beautiful fish in a net to bring up to show her, but they didn�t stay in too long. He dropped the anchor just off from the reef. They found they had both missed out on breakfast, and went below to get some food.� Max played the chef as Kate tits were a real hindrance to getting anything done. She sat at the galley table, her boobs resting on the formica surface in front of her.

�Ohh, it�s nice to get the weight off my back. I�ve been working out four hours a day, and I still am having a hard time with these babies.� She looked thoughtfully at him with a gleam in her eye.

He was opening a bottle of wine when he noticed her gaze, �What?�

�It�s another day you know.�

�I�m sorry.�

�I asked you a question about having Lynn�s jet land. You said it was a story for another day. It�s another day now. C�mon, let�s here it.�

Max focused on the bottle for a second. �It�s not really a story, I have some powerful friends is all.�

Kate frowned at him, �You know, I realize our relationship here is supposed to be employer/employee and all, but it seems a little unfair that you know all my dark and dirty secrets yet all I know about you is your name and dick size.�

Max laughed at that. �I suppose that�s true, but really why do you care about me?�

Kate shrugged, �I don�t know. I guess normal curiosity. You must admit the things you�ve asked of me are a little weird. I have had a lot of time to myself to think over that last month, but I just don�t get it. Why would a man who�s obviously rich and powerful need to basically hire a prostitute just to satisfy his breast fetish?� I would think you would have women throwing themselves at you if you put yourself out there a little.�

�I suppose I could do that.� He was quiet again for a moment as he poured them each a glass. �All right, I�ll tell you a story about me, but after that, no more questions, OK.�

�Sorry, no promises.�

He started talking as he handed her a glass, �As long as I can remember, I was obsessed with big breasts. I still remember my first wet dream. I was making out with this girl, and her breasts kept growing and growing, and the bigger they got, the more it turned me on.� When I was a kid, I realized that this was all impossible, so other than the occasional big-bust masturbation fantasy, I led a pretty normal life. I didn�t come from a wealthy family, but we were well off, and my parents were able to send me to Syracuse University.� There, I met Jenn.� He paused for a minute and downed his glass in a single swallow. It was the first time Kate and ever seen Max seem not in his element. He poured himself another. �She was a really pretty girl, very sweet, smart. Her boobs weren�t much, maybe a B-cup, but I fell for her anyway.� We were dating for about a year, when one night we were out partying, I let it slip about my fantasies about big tits. She was real quiet for a while and I thought I had blown it with her. Turned out, she had always wanted to have big breasts too. I couldn�t believe my luck! I dared to suggest that she should get implants. She said she would love to, but didn�t have the money. I didn�t either, but I saw this as my chance. At that time, a set of implants was $10,000. I told her that I would find a way to pay if she would do it. She agreed. I started working part-time after school, but was frustrated I couldn�t earn enough money. So I decided to take a semester off and work full-time. After five months, I had the money, and bought her the boobs. Double-Ds. We both loved them. I was never happier. A few weeks later, she told me she wanted to be even larger. So I continued to work. She had two more operations in the next year, while I worked 80 hours a week.� By the time she was done, she had HH-breasts, just fantastic. Our first night together after the last operation, I asked her to marry me. She said �Yes� but I could tell something was wrong. The next day, I went over to her house after work, she was gone.� Turns out she had quit school a while ago, she had become a full-time exotic dancer and she went off to Vegas to make her fortune. She used me, I don�t even really know if she ever loved me.�

Kate was completely taken aback by the story, �That�s awful!�

�Yeah, but you know,� said Max, �Looking back, it was my own fault. I was too blinded by my love for her and her big tits to see what she was doing. I mean, come on, how do you not notice that someone has dropped out of school. Looking back, she had really changed since she got big. I was mad at her, but I was madder at myself. I swore that I would only be with women with huge breasts, but that I was never going to fall for one of them.� I just didn�t know how this was ever going to happen, I figured I would have to satisfy myself with hiring women for pleasure, but I was broke and had dropped out of school. However, my experience with Jenn taught me something important, that there are people out there that will do just about anything for their looks. So I decided to get into the beauty business. I started out in sales and since I wasn�t afraid of long hours I rapidly moved up the company. I saved all my money, except the occasional trip to the Nevada cathouses. Within five years, I had rose to VP of sales. In those years, I discovered something else. While everyone wanted beauty, the upper class was not only willing to pay for it, but would pay outrageous sums of money for what they wanted. I took my life savings, and with a couple of plastic surgeons as partners, we formed our own company, focusing specifically on beauty enhancement through plastic surgery.� I knew that to really make it, we had to be ahead of the curve on what we were doing. So, I hired scientists as well, and we came up with revolutionary new ideas. Did you ever hear of botox?�

�Sure, I guess everybody in California does that, huh?� Wait, that was you?�

�Well, me and my partners, but yeah, that was our first really big money-maker. Unfortunately, there was no patent stance, so once it really took off, everyone was doing it. But it earned us our first millions.� It also led us to discover an even more niche market, the body modification specialists. Really rich men it turns out often have mistresses that are basically sex slaves. They get them surgery to give them the body they want, and use them as there personal toys.�

�Kind of like your doing with me.�

�Similar, but these are kept women. They aren�t being paid, per say, but instead live a life of luxury. Those that I have met are mostly petty and want to have it better than the next girl. Seeing it makes me want to stay away from that situation.� I think what I�ve done is ideal, no attachments, its just a job.� Anyways, the rich and powerful men of the world come to us, we�re known through the network of the wealthy as being able to do just about anything.� We give their women tits and new faces, we make the men thinner, and we can even enlarge their�dicks.� And no, mine is all mine, Kate, and thanks for not asking.�

�So in a roundabout way, I am answering your first question. A lot of very powerful men come to our company. These women they keep, they are not always their wives, what they want the public to see. They�re all hiding big secrets.� We take their money and keep their secrets, but sometimes, when I need a favor, I can call on them. In this case, I was lucky. Lynn was flying on an airline whose President had an Asian girl with bazooms bigger than yours in an apartment in Tokyo that we did the work on.� His wife runs a number of very public charities. He really couldn�t say no.�

�The end of the story is I made it very, very, rich. And I never have to worry about another Jenn. That�s why I do what I do. I hired you, I have my fun, you get what you want, and then I get another girl.�

Kate thought a bit, �You�ll excuse me for saying this,� she said, �But that sounds a little sad.�

�No, No,� said Max, �I couldn�t be more happy.�

�Then, the girls that work for you at the house, you made them all, too?�

�Nope, Mala and the rest, they are all natural. They are all local girls. Sad to say when dealing with the wealthy, you see some things that make you sick, one of which is how they treat their employees in the name of the almighty buck. There is so much money in these islands, yet the natives barely live above poverty. When I made enough money to do this yearly concubine thing, I bought this place and decided to staff it exclusively with women. I found the best-looking native girls, girls that were being sold on the streets for change. I took them in, I promised them a home and security for them and their family, if they work for me with complete loyalty. It costs me some money, but they are all completely discrete, and I get to know that I am doing the right thing for them. Plus, man them girls are stacked!� He smiled for perhaps the first time in the whole conversation.

He pulled a tray of sandwiches out of fridge and set them on the table. �So, that�s it. Let�s eat.�

�You really are one of a kind, Max Granger.� Kate took a sandwich on a plate and slid it over next to her boobs, since she couldn�t reach around in front of them. �Just one more question,� she said as she took, �You mentioned a girl with bigger breasts than mine.� How much bigger than these have you�you know�made?�

�Actually, that girl has our largest sized implants, though we have done several hundred that size.� Kate�s eyes widened with that. �I would say she was only about 50 % bigger than you are now.� Max�s smile got even bigger. �In truth, this cream we�ve developed has me totally jazzed. It usually takes ten operations to get a woman to that volume. We did you in three, by your fourth operation you could be the biggest we�ve ever done. We just have to see if we can make an implant that big. So you see, using this cream we can cut the expense of large-scale breast enlargement in half, but can charge the same.� Max�s eyes lit up even bigger. �Or we could charge even more for the faster turn-around. It�s a breakthrough of epic proportions.� He started waving his hands around to illustrate the point.

Kate laughed at Max�s excitement. �Well, I�m glad I could help. I imagine that there is only so big that you can make implants without the weight being too much. Does this mean I can stop using that cream? I don�t look forward to when these monsters start to sag!�

Max ate the last bite of his meal, and licked his fingers while thinking, �Well, I hadn�t really thought about it, I really would like to you to be even bigger, but I suppose I can�t expect you to be completely immobilized.� Though, for what I�m paying you�.�

Kate reached across the table and smacked him across the head. �Hey, you told me 80 inches. I�m bigger than that now.� While she didn�t want him to know it, she liked the idea of being even bigger. She stood up, lifting her mass off the counter and swaying slightly until she got her balance. �Let�s not worry about that. It�s a beautiful day, and here we are inside. I�m going up on the deck to get some sun. Maybe if you�re nice to me, I�ll let you put on my suntan lotion.� She grabbed the bottle off the counter and ran up the steps to the deck, with Max only a couple of strides behind.

On deck she took a quick glance around to make sure no other boats were in sight. As Max came up to her she spun around to face him, her breasts straining against the string bikini as they swung back and forth. When she moved quickly, she loved that her tits bounced against each other. She was starting to really turn herself on.

She reached around behind her neck to where the taught strings were tied, straining to come apart. �All this fresh new skin,� she sighed, �we need to make sure it doesn�t burn.� She released the knot, and in doing so, her breasts actually rose another inch or so off her frame, as the top was working so hard to hold them in place. She flipped the bottle of suntan lotion open, and raising her arm, squeezed the white liquid all across the tops of her breasts. The cool stream hit her warm skin. �Oh god,� she thought, �it feels so good. I can�t wait for him to touch me.�� Out loud she said, �Do you want to rub it in?�

Max, for his part was amazed.� None of the other girls had been so eager. They had enjoyed it, but had never been as aggressive as Kate. He found himself turned on even more than usual. He reached his hands out and started messaging the lotion into her skin. Her orbs were both soft yet firm, his hands pressing in an inch or so as he went across the surface.

The act of Max rubbing her breasts made her weak in the knees. With a moan, she leaned into him for support, nearly knocking him over. He responded by leaning forward and overcompensating, they flopped to the deck. Max recovered quickly, and straddled her stomach. He grabbed her boobs and held them together as he rubbed. They lay against his chest, from his crotch up his stomach. She could feel his erection against the lower side of her breasts as he continued to rub. An idea came to her:� �Max, how about a titty-fuck?�

Kate tried to reach around her tits to get at his pants, but the bulk kept her from reaching. Fortunately, Max liked the idea, and he let go of her breast and worked his shorts off, exposing his member. Kate realized she could still reach the suntan lotion bottle, brought it up to her cleavage, and squeezed the contents between her breasts. As Max started pleasuring her nipples again, she reached into her cleavage and started rubbing the lotion around. She eventually worked her way in between her breasts, and found Max�s dick. She started rubbing it with the lotion, making him even harder, if that was possible. He started rocking with the motion of her hand, rubbing his cock against the skin of her breasts. This action again made her lose her breath, and she couldn�t focus enough to keep her hands on him. She released him to his own motion, and started rubbing the top sides of her boobs while Max continued to rub the lower sides. Four hands and a penis caressing her breasts drove her to ecstasy. �Oh Max, that feels so good!� she screamed. He didn�t respond, so focused was he on holding his load to maximize their pleasure. With eyes closed, he bent over slightly, and started to add his tongue to the mix. This was too much for Kate, who came almost immediately. She realized that her boobs were so close to her face, she could do some licking as well. The hands and tounges and cock increased in speed, and another orgasm started to rock through Kate�s body. Their shaking caused her massive mounds of flesh to quiver and shake, like a buoys being tossed at sea. The warmth and the motion was more than Max could bear, and he released his load. Kate felt the warm juices running between her breasts, matching the warmth inside her.

As Max finished, he pulled lower on Kate, and while continuing to message her mounds with his hand, he leaned down and began to orally pleasure Kate. Though he had done this before to her, Kate never failed to be astounded by his ability to use his lips and his tongue to bring her to the heights of pleasure. She started coming again, taking over the action of rubbing her breasts from Max as he focused below. As Kate came for third and fourth time, her mind couldn�t help but think about a girl she never met, who�s tits were even bigger than her own.

After they were done, they jumped back in the water to wash off the sweat and the cum. Max started up the boat, while Kate lay on the stern soaking in the sun. She started lying on her back, propped on her elbows, her boobs slid to either side. Eventually, she decided to flip over, and removing her bikini bottom to get better tanning coverage. She lay propped up on her tits, her back arched slightly uncomfortably, and again her mind wandered to the bigger implants that Max had mentioned. She gazed at herself, thinking what 50 % bigger would look like.

An idea occurred to her, �It�s too bad they have to be completely filled with saline!�

�What did you say,� he shouted back over the roar of the engine and the waves.

�I said,� she shouted, �It�s too bad these implants have to be completely full of liquid!!! Then the weight wouldn�t stop someone from going bigger!!!�

Max killed the engine and turned around, �I�m not sure what you mean, you can�t fill breast implants with air, it would be like having hot air balloons on your chest. They wouldn�t look or feel at all like breasts, which to me would defeat their purpose.�

She looked up at him from her position on the deck, �No, I�m not saying filled with air. I�m talking about a mix of the two. Maybe you could have a couple of pockets of air within the center, you know, just to reduce the weight some. �

Max looked thoughtful for a moment. �You know, I never thought about that. Our larger size implants have a honeycomb structure that requires two different fill points. Each fill section is interlocked with the other throughout the implant. At the larger sizes, it allows us to give the implant the greater structural strength that is needed to support its� own weight. I suppose that one chamber could be filled with air instead of saline.� He was on a roll that Kate had started. �By doing that, the weight of the implant could be drastically reduced to half the former amount, allowing for a larger size with the same structural integrity, as well as making them more manageable for the person with them.� He spun around and hit the throttle wide open, tipping Kate over and rolling her across the deck with the sudden acceleration. Max continued over the roar of the engine at full throttle. �We�d have to do some strength tests of course, but in simplistic terms of making a bigger implant, it should be easily done with our current manufacturing process.� Kate, you�re a genius!�

Kate pushed herself back up to a sitting position, her breasts again resting against her knees. �Where are we going so fast?�

�I know I said I�d spend the day with you, but this is big.� Too big to sit on. I�m going to drop you off at the marina, I�ll call ahead to have a car pick you up, but I�m going right to my plane. By the time I fly to clinic, it will be morning there, I�ve got to get started on this.� He turned back to look at Kate. �Don�t start back on the cream just yet, but if this works out, I�ll let you know soon enough. You�ll have the biggest tits that anyone has ever seen!�

Kate got a real kick out of Max�s enthusiasm until he left her stranded at the marina waiting for the car from the villa. She had put her bikini and white knit top back on to cover up, but she still couldn�t help but notice all the stares she was getting. Another day, she might have liked the attention, but after last week�s near rape, she was feeling very vulnerable. Fortunately, after only twenty minutes, Jessica showed up with the car. She climbed into the back with the tinted windows, out of the gaze of passers-by. This was the first time she had been in a car at her new size, and had some trouble getting into it. She had to go ass first and slide in backwards, bringing her legs almost all the way in before turning forward. Even doing car, her nips still brushed against the front seat. �God, they�re hardening again,� she thought, �How can I be so horny!�

Jessica looked at her charge in the rear-view mirror. She hadn�t yet seen the new Kate, and couldn�t help but keep her gaze fixed a little longer than necessary. �Mala asked me to send you a message, she said that Lynn would be flying back tomorrow.�

�Oh, thank god!�

Lynn came out to the pool the next afternoon after her flights. She was looking forward to a long talk with Katherine. Though her anger had cooled, she still didn�t know that she trusted that her friend Kate was back to normal. Lynn left her bags with the driver and headed out to the pool where she was told Katherine was swimming laps. Kate noticed Lynn�s approach, swimming over to the side of the pool and keeping her new endowments as hidden as possible.

�God, Lynn. I am so glad you came back,� she said, resting her arms on the side of the pool and treading water. (She found that while her boobs floated in the ocean, the difference in density in the pool was enough that she could keep them underwater with only a little effort.) �So much has happened in the last two weeks I can�t wait to tell you about it.�

Lynn smiled, all the remaining anger washing away at the sight of her best friend. �Well, get those tits of yours out of that pool and tell me all about it over a daiquiri and a few rays. I think I lost my entire tan being gone for ten days! I just have to change into my swimsuit.�

�All right,� said Kate, �but there is something I have to show you first.� With that, she moved a few feet to the left to the ladder, and pulled herself up out of the pool.� Lynn�s jaw dropped when she saw her friend lift her now larger breasts out of the pool, the water cascading down her neck, through her cleavage and around the curves of her bosom. Kate had stopped wearing a swimsuit altogether, and Lynn got a view of every line and curve of her body. Kate gave her best demure look, �Can you hand me a towel?�

�Oh my god, Kate�when did you do this?�, she couldn�t bring herself to turn away and get the towel, so Kate strolled over to the lounge chair where it hung herself.

�I had to find someway to thank Max for saving our friendship. You don�t even know how much you mean to me Lynn. I just arranged to move up the timeline. I think it worked out pretty good, don�t you?� She reached around her left breast and lifted it with one hand while toweling it off with the other.

�That�s just amazing,� said Lynn, �Do they even feel real?� she reached out her hand hesitantly, her curiosity fighting against normal decorum.

�Go ahead,� said Kate, �give �em a squeeze. But be gentle, their still pretty sensitive.�

Lynn reached the rest of the way and left her hand rest against Kate�s now-dry left breast. She pushed against the surface, feeling the softness and firmness. Kate gave a slight moan with the touch, and Lynn pulled away quickly.

�Sorry, I sometimes forget how sensitive they feel now. Not having used any of the cream for a week has toned it down a bit, but even me touching them myself turns me on now.�

�Oh, um,� Lynn stumbled, �that�s OK.� Let me get my stuff and change into a bikini, and then you can tell me..all that�s happened.�

Kate told Lynn about her near rape, all of her talks with Max, about the third operation, the feeling of her massive mammary glands, and a little about the mind-blowing sex she�s been having. Then she came to Max�s excitement about her idea for further implants.

�You�re going to let him make you even bigger than that? Kate, you�re crazy.�

�I suppose I would have a agreed with you a few months ago, even a few weeks ago, but it so weird. Every time I come out of an operation, I think I am big enough, but by the time I�m ready for the next one, I can�t wait to see what I look like. And with each operation, I think more and more about how big I can get. It�s not just what Max wants. I really want it too.� Besides, I don�t even know if he will come up with something. It must take months to design something new like that. It�ll just have to wait for the next girl.� They were both leaning back in lounge chairs, soaking in the sun. Kate had shifted her breasts to either side of her torso, to let her body get some sun as well.

�Well, I guess we�re not going out on the town anymore. Even if you do your best to resist flirting, no guy is going to look past those things.�

�No, wait, I have to show you something.� Kate jumped up as best she could, and ran into the guesthouse. She came out a minute later carrying what looked like a floral tent. �Tah dah!�

�What�s that, we�re going to the circus to meet guys?�

�No, no, look.� Kate flipped the fabric up over her head and started struggling into it. It was almost comical, watching her arms and head disappear into the fabric has her two giant melons flopped around. She stumbled a few times, but finally pulled it on and shimmied it down over. �See, no man will approach me now.�

Lynn had to admit, Kate was probably right. The fabric had turned out to be a mumu. The shaplessness of the outfit combined with the size of Kate�s breasts gave no definition to her body, making her look at best nine-months pregnant and at worst grossly overweight, though the lower portion of her shapely legs gave that away upon closer inspection.

�Boy,� said Lynn, �I guess you were serious about avoiding the guys. I might be afraid to go near you in that.�

�Well, I think I will really miss the flirting and showing off my boobs, but you made the right call. I was losing control. I think a few more nights out and I would�ve been really likely to go out and fuck some guy, and with these new super-sensitive babies, I little rubbing on the dance floor, I would have a hard time resisting.� She struggled to pull the cloth up over her breasts again. She had the hem over her head, but the fabric got caught around her largest girth. As Kate tugged, she lost her balance. Lynn jumped up to try and catch her, but she toppled into the pool with a scream. Lynn was about to dive in after her when she bobbed back to the surface, sputtering and laughing, the fabric of her fat-dress floating on the surface around her neck.

Lynn chuckled once she knew Kate was OK. �I guess grace is one asset you lose when you expand your assets in other ways, � joked Kate.

�Come on,� said Lynn, � Get out of that one and into a dry outfit, let�s go out for a big dinner on Max.�

During the next two weeks Lynn and Kate re-discovered their friendship. They spent almost every waking hour together, and though they did go out a few times, they enjoyed just sitting up at night and talking. Lynn caught Kate up on her family, and told her about Tim�s plans for college now that he had graduated high school. The weekend came and went, and Max never came. Unlike the previous times he had done this, he didn�t even send a message. Kate was worried and asked Mala, who tried to get in touch with him. It turned out he was at the Swiss clinic, and was being told he was not to be disturbed for any reason. �Boy, he must have found something pretty significant if he doesn�t want to see me.�

When Max didn�t showing up, Kate found herself giving into her self-pleasuring urges. Though she didn�t need to use the cream, she still took a shower each morning.� Though the sensitivity had diminished significantly, the pulsing sensation of the running water against her breasts were more than she could bear. That next day after Max didn�t show, she entered the shower thinking she would resist temptation as usual. But today as soon as she started to rinse herself off, she could feel her internal heat rising with the temperature of the shower. She took a bottle of bath gel and poured it liberally across the top of her breasts. She then started rubbing them, creating lather. The lather ran down the slick surface of her skin, into her cleavage and around her nipples. As the nipples started to harden, Kate touched them to the palms of her hand and rubbed in a circular motion. She imagined Max in the shower with her, his rougher hands pressing into her flesh. She tried to lift her left breast to her mouth and lick the nipple as Max would, but they were too massive. Just that fact actually turned her on even more, and she could feel the juices lubricating between her legs.

She decided to sit down on the floor, careful not to tumble as she descended. With one hand, she continued to message her soapy mammaries, while the other reached between her legs and started rubbing herself. �Note to self, next time I need to get a something I can insert,� she thought. Instead, she reached into her vagina with her fingers, a strange sensation, as she had never done this before. She started to rub her clit with her thumb and found herself quickly coming to a climax. She rolled over onto her chest, and started rubbing her tits against the cooler tile surface, so she could use both her hands to pleasure herself. She let herself go, hoping her screams could not be heard over the water. She moved her upper body up and down across the surface of the shower, continuing to build her orgasm. She could feel the sharp hardness of her nipples being pressed back into her boobs. The thought of so much tit-flesh being pressed into the floor below her body just got her even hotter, and she rocketed into another orgasm. She must�ve come for 10 minutes before she was finally spent, and rolled back over onto her back, her mounds wobbling on her chest, coming to a rest sliding down the sides of her torso. She lifted herself against the wall and smiled to herself as the water continued to cascade over her, �I guess that could become part of my regular morning ritual,� she thought.

Getting herself off in the shower each morning seemed to make the days more bearable, especially once she got up the courage to borrow one of Lynn�s vibrators. (Kate knew Lynn had never had any compunction against pleasuring herself.) It especially helped at night when watching Lynn make out with the next cute guy. Then again the following weekend, Max didn�t show up again. Finally, on her eleventh Friday in Grand Cayman, (her 77^th day) a call came into her from Max. He sounded completely haggard.

�Kate, is that you?�

�Max, where have you been, I�ve missed you.�

�Thanks!� (�No chance in Max returning even the smallest of endearments,� she thought.) �We�ve been looking at some issues with your concept, but things are looking up. I was really looking forward to seeing you tomorrow.�

�I sense a but��

�But, it turns out that I forgot about this big annual client meeting our company has set up this weekend. I really have to attend. So I was thinking, though I know it�s an exception to the rules, that maybe you could come and join me for it. If you don�t mind, I�d love to show you off �

�Your kidding! Oh, I�d love too.�

�Great, seeing you will sell an extra couple million in new work I bet!�

�Oh,� Kate felt dejected from that comment, for a second she thought he was looking forward to having her on his arm, not just her boobs. �Where is it?�

�Well, we rent out the Jules Verne Restaurant on 2^nd floor of the Eiffel tower.�

�In Paris?� Oh my god!� I�ve always wanted to go to Paris!� Wait, what about Lynn, she�s back here you know.�

Max paused for a moment, �Well, she did sign all the confidentiality papers that you did as well, so I suppose she can come to. I sent the jet already, it�ll be there in about three hours.�

�Max, what am I going to wear? I hardly fit in any clothes.�

�Don�t worry about that, just put on some clothes that you can go out in public with for now. We have one of the couture houses here in Paris that dresses our clients. I�ll set you and Lynn up with a line of credit when you get to town in the morning, you can go there and pick out a dress and some clothes. They don�t usually do alterations on short notice, but they will for me. We�ll set you up with a stylist as well. No use wearing a $10,000 dress with a $25 haircut.�

�Wow, couture dresses. Max, you are just amazing.�

�Yeah, I know. I�m going to get some sleep before I meet you girls tomorrow.� He hung up.

Kate had never been so excited in her life. She ran down to the guesthouse to tell Lynn, who was putting on her make-up for their Friday night out. Kate burst into her bedroom, �Lynn, pack a bag, we�re heading for Paris.�

�What?� Kate repeated the story from Max. �Oh my god, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!!!!!! � Lynn shouted for joy. She had always been way more into the fashion magazines then Kate, and the idea of having Paris couture was a dream for her.� �Let me get my make-up together. What do you wear to fly to Paris.�

�Yeah, and what do you wear to fly to Paris when nothing fits you?� replied Kate.

They both threw their stuff in bags and made it to the airport just as the plane was touching down. Lynn had worm a halter and mini skirt, while Kate had worn a pair of her jean shorts and an XXXL white V-neck T-shirt that barely stretched over her boobs. Kate had some difficulty navigating through the door of the gulf stream jet, she had to turn sideways and still Lynn helped push her through.� Once on board, the plush surroundings were like a one bed-room suite, with a sitting area for use during take-off. The pilot checked them out on safety instruction. He barely batted an eye when he saw Kate. �Must be used to Max�s women, wait�ll this guy sees me at my next size up.� After take-off, they talked for a while, imagining the dresses they were going to wear. They eventually decided to try and sleep, and shared the king-size bed. Neither slept well, as they were too excited.

With the time change and the flight length, it was already almost noon by the time they got to Paris. Max had a limo meet them at Orly, and it took them right to the shop. They went inside, and were immediately greeted by a French grande dame named Madame Busoirre. She looked them over, clucking disapprovingly. She spoke in a heavily accented English.

�Oh, Mademoiselles, you are a sight. We have beaucoup work to do in the next six hours, do we not? I see one Mademoiselle needs a special accommodation for her d�colletage.� She looked at both girls in turn. �Do either of you have any additional�.well�equipment I need be aware of.�

They turned to each other, trying not to laugh. �Excuse me,� Lynn said.

�Well, you know, some of ze clients come and appear as women, but they have, what do you say, a penis.�

The girls gaped. Lynn spoke first, �Ewww, ick! No I�d say not.� She looked at Kate. �What does that man of yours do to people?�

Kate shrugged, �First I�ve heard of that.�

�Well,� Madame Busoirre interrupted, �I must ask. Come, come, let me show you our finest lines.� She snapped an order in French, and two younger girls came out and escorted the women in opposite directions.

It was many hours later when Kate was looking at herself in the mirror. She was a little disappointed she had spent her day in Paris in a store, but what she saw made it all worth it. The dress she had selected was shimmering red and covered in sequins. The lower portion of the dress formed snugly to her hips but flowed loosely down from there to within a few inches of her ankles and the two inch heels she wore. The top was a marvel of engineering. On a normal women, the neckline would have plunged to her crotch, but on Kate the u-shape neck showed a good 20 inches of cleavage. The opening ran from a thin strap around the back of her neck, exposing about half of the top surface of her breasts. The curved lines ended slightly below where her breasts came together, in such a way as to give a hint at the cavernous space between and below them. The contraption bra that held them in place from underneath was completely hidden, and the fabric dived back against her skin and formed smoothly against her belly. The hairdresser had given her a fantastic up do, which showed off her neck that was usually hidden beneath her long hair. Capped off with world-class make-up and $2.5 million dollar neackace / earring combo, she looked like a movie star.

�Well, at least a porn movie star.� She thought, once again examining the breadth of her bosom. She turned around, the back of her dress only came halfway up her back, so when she lifted her arms, the exposed back-sides of her breasts could be seen as well. �I definitely a walking advertisement for big tits,� she thought, �I hope Max likes my choice.�

�Hey titty-girl,� cried Lynn from the entrance to the changing area. Kate was stunned. Lynn definitely looked like a movie star. Though she was always a pretty girl, she had never had the money to really put in the work on her looks. The people here had taken her natural beauty, and showed it in the best light. Her dark navy dress clung in all the right spots, it hung down, exposing Lynn not inconsequential cleavage, and as she turned, the back plunged all the way down to a V just above her ass.

�MY GOD,� said Kate, �Here I thought I looked like a movie star! If I look half as beautiful as you, It will be the best I have ever looked.�

Lynn sneered, �Oh, lay off the BS. If you walked in with an eye-patch and a peg-leg, all eyes would be on you.�

�Lynn, have you seen yourself in the mirror yet?�

�Not yet, I,� she turned and looked, �Hey, wow, that�s damn good!�

�Yeah, you�ll have the richy riches all over you. They can�t all want giant boobs.�

�Oh no, then why would they be here with your tit-man,� Lynn scowled.

�Well, I guess you have a point.�

�Anyways, come on, I came to tell you the limo is waiting for us.�

To be continued in Part 3 � Show and Tell