"Hi," she said as she swayed her massive chest towards Wee Pee. "I'm Helia and I'll be playing the part of Miss Cartoon Neighbor today."

"Nip..Nice to meet you. Where's Chest...Kathy?" Wee Pee stuttered, his skinny frame shuddering at each Freudian slip.

"Oh, she's ill today I guess," Helia said, smiling politely.

"But what about Jill, her underwea...understudy?"

"Your producer, Manny? He saw me at the beach yesterday actually. He promised me a part in one of his shows and when the gal today got sick, he was true to his word and phoned me up," Helia shrugged, her breast flesh rippling a bit as she did so. "So, here I am. I must admit that I've not seen your show, but as I understand it, all I have to do is come out and announce a cartoon, right?"

"Yes mamm..Ma'am," Wee Pee said, fighting desperately to keep eye contact. "But..."

"Hell, I can do that no sweat. I'm used to public attention so I'm not about to get stage shy," Helia giggled and lightly squeezed her ample bust together with her arms. Wee Pee quickly wiped the side of his mouth after she did that, for fear of a small river of drool would cascade down to his chin.

"Well, ummm...ok. I guess there's no time to debate the issue. We go live in a few minutes. Just try and stay out of my way because I jump around the set a lot. We've got a live audience full of kids today as well. These kids can get really noisy quickly, so don't do anything to encourage them beyond the scope of the show, got it?" Wee Pee stated, trying to gain control of the situation confronting him.

"I'll stand in the corner like a good little cast member and I promise not to get in the way," Helia said turning and almost ramming a stagehand with her jutting tits. "Whoops! Well, as best as I can anyhow with these."

Wee Pee stood motionless as he watched Helia leave the set. The second she was out of ogling range, he walked to the side of the set and found Manny. Manny Jenkins was the producer of the show and as short and greasy as they come. Rumor has it that Manny was secretly in the porn business and that his work behind kid shows like Wee Pee's Fun Room gave him the chance to mask his other actions.

"Manny, what's with the blimp bimbo?" Wee Pee demanded, his face red.

"Relax Shiner, it's just for today. You gal was sick and this one...ho ho HO do I wanna get a piece of her!" Manny chuckled. "I just hope getting her on this show is the way I'll get some from her. Can you imagine plowing your head into the middle of those casabas? Yeow!"

"Manny, this is a kids show, for fucks sake. She's....she's...all tit! Parents are going to go ape shit," Wee Pee pointed out.

"Now wait right there, mister star. That sounds to me like racism," Manny grinned.

"What!?"

"Yeah...there's a rule in this country that you can't not hire someone because of how they look, remember? Sheesh, I get hit with that by every women's lib group any time I do a casting call. Well, don't you start with me either, bub. I needed a woman, I got a woman," Manny beamed, full of himself.

"That's not the point..."Wee Pee contested, but Manny sat in his directors chair with a big grin that wouldn't leave not matter how hard Wee Pee tried to reason with him. Eventually, he gave up and wandered back to the stage to warm up.

***

"It's time for Wee Pee's Fun Room!" the announcer boomed and the 100 kid audience screamed in unison as Wee Pee Shiner made his way through the front door to the room. He began the show by explaining the secret animal sound that they needed to make any time they saw or heard the code word.

As the show progressed, Helia was back stage preparing to go on. She couldn't hear what the kids were doing since she was near the din of the generator outside the studio. She looked into the mirror one final time as a stagehand called her name. Helia had quite a bit of cleavage showing in her image in the mirror. The front buttons on the halter-top were of the loop and button type, but the wardrobe ladies had done a good job of stuffing her into the shirt so she wasn't indecent. If anything, she felt her shorts were a bit too short or her red high heels a bit too high, but all in all she looked like a bustier version of Elle Mae herself. She smiled at herself in the mirror on last time.

"Break a bra," she quipped and walked into the sound stage.

***

DING DONG!

Helia stood behind the door as the sound effect man played the doorbell sound, announcing that Wee Pee had a visitor. He bounced to the door happily and opened it. The 4-7 year old kids inside screamed in glee when they saw the familiar outfit of Miss Cartoon Neighbor and didn't seem to notice that she was much more developed than the previous girl. They just knew they were going to get to see a cartoon.

"Hi, Wee Pee," Helia said in a very cheerleader-like voice. "Do you want to watch a cartoon with me?" Wee Pee again fought the urge to let his eyes stray into the vast canyons of her cleavage.

"Why sure, Miss Neighbor. We'd love to." "We? Why, who all do you have in there?" Helia squeaked. "My friends came over today for a visit. Say hi, kids," Wee Pee urged.

"HIIIIII!!!!!" they chanted in unison.

"Why, hello y'all," Helia said, stepping inside and waving to the kids. The second her hand began to shake back in forth, the kid's greeting turned different.

"HISSSSSSSSSS" was the sound that now came from the kids Helia continued to wave. She lowered an eyebrow for a second in shock, wondering what they were doing. At the same instant, she also noticed a more..familiar reaction.

Helia's eyes grew wide in shock as the hissing sound from the kids caused a pressure to slowly build in her breasts. Ever so gently, she felt her tits begin to swell into her halter-top and bra. No one seemed to notice, but Helia knew that wouldn't be the case for long if this continued. Her face grew red, yet at the same time she got extremely aroused at the idea that she was growing for an audience of mothers and fathers around the globe. Just as suddenly as it had started, the sound stopped. Helia breathed out in relief as her bust also stopped enlarging, but now her halter-top was just a bit tighter on her. She wondered if Wee Pee would notice her new inch or so.

"Ho ho! You've showed them the code word for the day, Miss Neighbor. Better not do that again. There's snakes out there and they'll come and get you." Wee Pee said laughingly, looking for a brief moment at the massive mounds that graced her chest. He then escorted her towards the center of the stage.

Helia could feel the extra volume in her shirt as her boobs moved up and down while she walked. Off in the wings, she heard a man pray silently to some saint as she nearly stumbled and fell to the ground. She didn't know whether he was praying she wouldn't fall or if she would fall out of her halter-top, which she nearly did.

"Whoa, careful Miss Neighbor. Do you need a...hand?" Wee Pee said, grinning slyly. It was easy for him; for he'd just seen her bulbous breasts bounce here and there from her near trip. The second he finished his sentence though, the kids began again with their din of noise.

"HISSSSSSSSSSS!"

Helia bent over slightly and fought every impulse she had to grab her boobs as her began to swell bigger again. The noise from the kids was louder here and her breasts reacted a bit quicker to the sound of air rushing from the mouths of one hundred kids. She felt the bottom of her bra begin to be pushed slowly away from her rib cage and the sides of her breasts fill out more into her halter-top. Looking down briefly in mock laughter, she noticed that the tops of her breasts were beginning to swell together more in the neckline of her top, making them more rounded and firm. Her cleavage line was also beginning to creep up her chest towards her base of her neck. The kids stopped finally, but not before Wee Pee caught another glimpse of her chest and almost choked in surprise.

"Wow! Umm...kids...you really scared me there," Wee Pee stammered, trying not to look back in Helia's direction. He figured the light was playing tricks on his eyes, because for a moment he thought her bust was even bigger than when she first entered the stage. "You snakes really know your stuff."

Helia began to sweat a little as the heat from the bright studio lights beat down on her. She smiled as best she could, but her breasts had grown quite tight into her halter-top and bra and she was having difficult time breathing. Her mind raced with panic and ecstasy at the same time as the television cameras pointed in her direction, no doubt her bust was in every shot by the positions of the cameras. Helia was trying to think about her situation when a tap came on her arm. She looked surprisidly at Wee Pee.

"Don't you have a cartoon, Miss Neighbor?" Wee Pee asked again, his expression pulling her response from her.

"Why...of course I do silly," Helia remembered and pulled a white envelope from her tight jeans back pocket. She brought it up over her chest line to open it and read to the kids the cartoon they were going to see today. Her eyes opened wide when she saw the name.

"Well, what is it?" Wee Pee asked, almost sounding a bit upset when Helia looked towards the camera with a worried look.

"I...can't say," Helia stammered. Her heart was pounding hard, half in fear and half in anticipation that Wee Pee would take the envelope from her and read the name out loud, which is what he did.

"Yes you can, silly. It's Handy Hank, the handy handy Handyman," announced Wee Pee, throwing his hands back in glee for the audience. Helia's eyes shut as the wave of sound washed over her.

"HISSSSS!!"

Helia contemplated turning and running from the studio, but Wee Pee grabbed both her arms just above the elbow and insisted on trying to get her to jump up and down with him. He stopped in the middle of the second jump as Helia's ballooning breasts began to really stretch out her halter-top. Looking down where Wee Pee was staring, she saw the loops around the buttons that kept her halter-top on were beginning to stretch apart now. The fabric was pulling away enough that the clasp on her bra was partially visible. Her face grimaced slightly in pain as her inflating bosom filled out more and more into her already skin-tight outfit.

Helia looked up into Wee Pee's face, but his attention was locked onto her growing tits for good. She tried to pull away, but Wee Pee's grip on her arms was like that of a vise. Her slight struggle against him caused her more massive melons to sway and shake, mesmerizing Wee Pee even further.

"Stop them," Helia exclaimed. "I'm getting too big for this shirt." But the kids continued to fill the studio with hisses, not even looking towards the stage as they stuck tongues out at each other to see who could hiss the loudest.

"My....god." Wee Pee stated as he felt her bust begin to push into his forearms. Helia again tried to wiggle free, but it just caused her bra to saw into her bloated breasts. She tried to snap Wee Pee out of his trance.

"Hey, Shiner. Let me go, ok?" Helia pleaded, looking down again at the overflow of tit flesh beginning to rise from her halter-top.

"They're....oh my," Wee Pee stammered again.

"I'm growing too fast, you nitwit. Let me go....before..." Helia slowed her plead as her bust busted her bra, a dull snap signaling the end of yet another bra for Helia.

"holy..." Wee Pee said as Helia's overripe watermelons shook from the mini release in pressure. He watched intently as her nipples began to harden and grow along with her bust, their mass growing as well. When they reached full arousal, a loop and button combination in the center of her over stretched top popped, giving him a better glimpse of her tan, taut breasts as they blew up bigger and bigger.

"Wee Pee, I'm gonna bust my shirt if I don't get out of here," Helia half shouted over the sounds of the hissing kids. She noticed too that her nipples were at full alert because the feel of the shirt sliding slowly over them as her tits swelled fuller and fatter was getting her so horny. Still, she was maintaining a small hold over her urges, which screamed for her to rub her hands all over her expanding chest and tweak her nipples until she had a cataclysmic orgasm, kids or no kids.

The cartoon began on a screen to the right of the stage and the kids immediately silenced themselves, oblivious to the goings on of Helia and her now cartoonish bust line. Wee Pee released his grip on her arms as her chest stopped its growth, the button and loops almost shaking from the weight they were trying to hold back.

"Thank god. I have to get off this set now," Helia said, carefully beginning to walk off the set towards the door in the back. As she walked, she noticed that all the cameras in the studio were now pointing at the ground, as the cameramen who were supposed to be manning them were all standing beside them in awe. Manny was still trying to get off the ground after just falling backward in his chair. Helia giggled a bit at their understandable reactions to the events they'd just seen and continued to walk carefully towards the back door, not wanting to bounce and blow off her other buttons.

"Handy, Handy, Handy" came a quiet chant from the crew and Wee Pee just before she hit the door. Helia wheeled around on her heels just in time to have a wave of new hisses wash over her body.

"HISSSSSSS!!!"

Helia squeaked in terror and glee as her bust again expanded slowly outward. The cameramen, and Wee Pee too this time, were hissing along with the kids, who were watching the cartoon intently. Helia shook her head in disbelief and opened the door, only to find that her ever-widening bust was not about to let her through the craggily shaped door. As she attempted to push her bloated boobs through the door, another loop and button busted. If she kept that up, she'd lose her shirt completely in one big thrust, but this door was the only quick way out. She turned to the side and yelled at the audience.

"Stop it, you guys. I'm going to bust my shirt!"

They just stood there, hissing at Helia.

"My chest is blowing up so big, I can't get it out the door. You guys have to stop blowing me up so big." Helia pleaded, turning around to show what she was talking about. The crew almost stopped hissing when they saw the full size of Helia's filling bust, but they used the surprise breath to blow even louder hisses.

"Guys...stop it," Helia pleaded half-heartedly. Her shirt was almost trembling with tension now, making her want more than anything to have her tits grow larger and her nipples rub harder in the cloth of the shirt. She stood there, afraid to move for fear of blasting her hyper tight shirt right off her breasts, just holding her arms out to the side a bit to ease the tension on the straps.

"I'm gonna pop! I swear I'm gonna pop out of this shirt if you don't stop doing that to my boobies," she said, trying to clean up her language around the non-attentive kids. Helia's face almost begged them to continue filling up her ballooning bust. A little look of surprise flashed across her face as yet another loop and button gave out and allowed a bit of her cleavage to pour out of her shirt where the bigger gap was formed.

Manny, having just righted himself, stood there a moment, then realizing things were about to reach a real breaking point, he cleared his head and grabbed a cloth from a stage table and jogged Helia's direction. Helia's face almost looked sorry as she saw him heading towards her, but then a sly grin crossed it as she quickly arched her back in a thrust and sent the two sides of her halter-top flying away from each other. Her massive tits came down just below her belly button when they bounced down from their confines, almost pulling her down to the floor in the process. Before they had time to bounce back up, Manny was on her, coving her newly rounded form completely with the tablecloth. Crewmembers booed as Helia was escorted by Manny off the stage via a side door.

***

Days after the incident at Wee Pee's show, Manny was heard to be working on a new type of adult entertainment title. The rumors about a super busty stripper on the set of the show had gotten it cancelled by the studio, but Manny found that his other line of work picked up beautifully. There were rumors that Manny was looking high and low for some young talent that was said to have been the busty stripper and that he'd not been able to locate her. There was even talk about a reward being offered for information about her whereabouts, but as of the time of this story, no one had claimed the reward.