Cori's Mistake 2

By Eliot Cayne

Corlisant placed a red crystal in the palm of her hand, and started the incantation. Within moments there was a flash of red light, and a red symbol appeared on her palm. "Alright! It worked! I've got to try this out later!" she remarked as she looked at the red symbol on her palm. She then looked into her spell-book, and rechecked the description "For transforming target into a more curvaceous, and desirable woman. Special emphasis on bust and sexual sensitivity," she read aloud as she tidied up her work area. Just then, there was a knock at the door. "Come in!"

Hanna burst through the door, obviously perturbed; "You're not going to believe this!"

"You found a tube top that fits?"

Cori just smiled innocently as Hanna narrowed her eyes, and exhaled slowly. "No... that would be absurd," Hanna said as she looked down at her enormous breasts. I did however find this!" She said as she held up a flyer. As Cori took it from her she explained "It's a flyer from a new gym. It's not really too close to mine, but it's always good to check out the competition. They talk about some kind of 'Shocker' motivational technique- I'd like to see just what it is."

"The Shocker!" Cori shouted as she looked at the flyer herself. "I saw a commercial for her on TV! She's got this little tazer that she zaps you with if you slack off... you have to sign a waiver before you can join. I guess it would be fun to see what her workouts are like."

"Fun... and informative."

With that Cori and Hanna got into Hanna's sport utility wagon and headed of towards the new gym. When they got there a desk clerk made them sign a waiver to enter the workout area, and they entered towards the end of the day's last workout. The instructor was very slim, and full of energy. Even as the session was winding down- her fast paced theme was playing, and her dark hair whipped around as she raced about the floor giving little zaps to people you slacked off overmuch. She shocked five people in as many minutes.

"Just look at her- that is so gimmicky! I can't believe people are being roped into this!" Hanna said with a bit of incredulity.

Cori was swept up in the atmosphere, and singing along with the theme music. "She's the shocker, unhh! With the power to motivate you! You can't sit on that butt when Rasia's in town! She's the shocker yeah..."

"Stop that!" the athletic strawberry-blonde interrupted. "Whose side are you on anyway?"

"Sorry, it's just a really catchy song!" Cori apologized, before she stated to quietly hum along with the music. Hanna just shook her head.

Finally, the workout ended, and people filed out to the showers and exits. Rasia walked over to the two, and greeted them enthusiastically. "Hi, new members? Welcome to the club."

"Actually- I own a gym a few miles from here... checking out the competition if you don't mind too much."

"Not at all, I did the same thing... Hanna." Rasia then extended her hand for a handshake. Hanna reached out as well, but started to withdraw when she noticed that Rasia had two opposing electrodes on her index, and forefinger-tips. They were connected by thin, insulated wires that ran the length of her palm, and connected to a brace on her right arm. Noticing her suspicion, Rasia held up the device, "The shocker, I always wear it, thin, lightweight, comfortable... it's even waterproof if you turn it off. It can give the mother of all joy-buzzes, but don't worry- I won't shock you- I promise," she said as she reached out again. Hanna took her hand, "Bzzt!" The taller woman flinched and drew back before she could consciously realize that Rasia was only making a sound with her mouth. Hanna laughed it off.

"Hi I'm Corlisant! You can call me Cori!" Cori said as she extended her hand. "OW!" The smallish brunette had received an actual shock.

"Gotta keep you on your toes!" She made a clicking sound with her tongue. "You did sign waivers after all!" She then looked at Cori, "I know it didn't hurt too much, I tested the voltage on myself."

Cori was smiling again, "It's alright... you are the shocker after all!"

"So, what gave you the idea to build that thing anyway?" Hanna offered as she gestured towards 'the shocker'.

"Well, I only decided to use it for workouts when I figured that I needed to have some sort of outstanding feature to set me apart from all of the other instructors. I've always liked electricity- shocking, being shocked- I actually built it for... other things," she said with a wicked smile, licking her teeth a bit.

"You're twisted... welcome to the neighborhood," Hanna said as she patted Rasia on the shoulder.

"Mmm... I bet you don't have any trouble standing out," Rasia said as she unabashedly placed her palm on one of Hanna's huge boobs. The blonde pulled away, a bit shocked. "Can't a flat-chested girl be jealous? I figure that I can at least make a career out of being terminally skinny, but you are so lucky! Fantastic physique, and am I wrong, or did I see you eating at a Burger Queen last week?"

Hanna blushed, and placed her hand on the back of her neck, "That's... a long story..." she said as she looked at Corlisant- who was looking down, and sweeping her foot around on the floor. "So! Anyway- it seems like you shocked a lot of people today- you'd think they'd be motivated enough already."

"Beginners... my advanced group is in tomorrow, they don't need nearly as much... encouragement," she said, holding up her hand again. She pulled the scrunchie from her hair. Her long, richly dark tresses fell about her face in broad waves- their burgundy highlights shining under the bright illumination of the gym. "I'm headed home to take a shower, I suppose I'll see you two later?"

"Sure, that'd be great," Hanna said with a nod.

"It's been a pleasure meeting you!" Cori said- actually bowing.

"With that the two parties left, and went their separate ways."

Later...

Rasia stepped out of the shower, and toweled-off her olive-tan skin. Sitting down on her bed- she reattached her tazer, and sent a few sparks from one finger to the next. "Battery's freshly charged... I should be good for work tomorrow." She slipped on a white cotton boxer-pyjama set. She couldn't say that it hung well on her very slim frame. People told her that she had the figure of a model, but none the less she turned about before her mirror, wishing that she filled out her clothes a bit more. The brunette slipped into bed and soon enough fell peacefully asleep. Rasia rolled over onto her right hand, and gave herself a little shock- she always slept with the shocker on, and gave herself little shocks so often that they didn't even wake her up anymore. This time however, there was a little difference in what happened. Rasia rolled onto her side as two bulges started to form on her once-flat chest. Blue arcs of electricity danced periodically about her body as her chest continued to grow. Soon her breasts were a handful each as she swelled into the C-cup range. She rolled onto her back, and zapped herself again. Her hips and butt now showed noticeable growth as well. Blue sparks danced about her body as she rump expanded, filling out the petit shorts. Her hips had also widened appreciably, and her new hourglass figure was quite striking as she lay there on her back. Rasia's already very-long hair lengthened by almost a foot and gained luster; and her breasts rose like twin peaks as they pressed upwards- quickly filling her very brief nightshirt. Quickly they reached D, then double D, and the nightshirt started to constrict about them. Rasia's nipples were unusually alive with sensation, and as the fabric was drawn across them she unconsciously placed her hands between her lithe thighs, squeezing them, and giving herself another mild shock. This time her breasts surged upwards rather quickly- they overfilled the garment, and bulged against its spaghetti straps as it compressed them against her chest. As her breasts continued to swell, her breathing became labored, and she squeezed them between her arms, causing them to bulge even more obscenely skywards. She squeezed her fingers between her thighs as her orgasm started and her tits swelled to the size of ripe melons. She moaned softly in her sleep, and then laid there, hands between her thighs, breasts spilling over onto her arms despite an absurdly tight nightie, damp, and panting, as she relaxed, and raised her right hand onto a pillow beside her head.

At six o'clock Rasia awoke to generic techno-music and a deep cutting pain from the straps of her top; her shorts were also giving her one hell of a wedgie. She turned over to turn off her alarm, and thought that she'd rolled onto a pillow. When she grabbed it to get it out of her way however; she found that it was quite pleasant to rub. It felt like she was rubbing her breast, and her breasts were very sensitive this morning. Half asleep, she continued to rub the pillow for several minutes as her alarm clock blared, actually bringing herself to a gentle orgasm. A few moments later she was startled into reality. "What the hell?" she said out loud as she turned off the alarm, and sat up in bed, grabbing her now enormous bosom. As she swung her legs over the side of the bed- she noticed that one of the pillows to the right of her head now looked like a pair of breasts, "Where the hell did that come from?" Rasia padded into her bathroom, and as her eyes adjusted to the light- she examined her new figure. Her bust was enormous, and quite constrained by the once well-sized nightie. Her boxers were wedged painfully into her ass, and cutting into her hips- she turned around to see that she'd filled out quite considerably in those areas as well. The otherwise petite woman started to remove the offending shorts, and had quite a bit of difficulty in getting them past her newly widened hips. Her breasts bumped into the sink and cabinets multiple times as she bent, and gyrated, struggling with the underwear. The jiggling and restricted swaying of her bosom did much to add to her frustration, though it oddly seemed to excite her. After she finally got them off, she kicked them across the room, and stood upright- her attention now focused on freeing her enormous bosom. This proved to be a considerably easier task, as the shirt was easy enough to simply roll from bottom to top. The nightie was like a second skin, and as she rolled it around the curve of her breasts they would bulge past it's edge by over an inch- giving her great relief as they decompressed to their full size. As she moved it past her nipples her tits popped out, one, then the other, bobbing on her chest. Rasia's bosom swayed back and forth in magnified motions as she twisted to pull the shirt over her head, she cast it aside, and steadied them. "Just what the hell happened last night?" she said as she turned before the mirror. She looked herself over thoroughly- her new curves seemed quite exaggerated on her otherwise slight frame. "Not bad I guess... but I look like a porn star with these tits," she said, cupping them and feeling tier weight, "They're almost as big as my head!" As she stood there admiring her body for a few more minutes Rasia was soon fondling herself rather amorously. Her entire body was alive with sensation; she'd never felt this turned on before. She made her way back out to her bed, falling face-first onto it. She had her hands between her legs, as she rubbed her nipples against a large corduroy pillow. She drew back, and licked her nipple as she furiously massaged her slit- causing her to climax in seconds. As she laid there- now straddling the pillow, and pressing her big tits against it, she was startled at herself. "What the hell am I doing? My body's never been this sensitive before." She sat up, naked with the pillow still between her legs. "I'd better make a doctor's appointment about all this," she said as she crossed her arms, and looked down at her chest. She squeezed her breasts between her arms, "Mmm... not so bad though."

Rasia dressed in a sweatshirt and sweat pants for work. The pants were now quite tight around her rear, and showcased her firm, ample butt; the shirt had been oversized, but was now rather brief, and the zipper would only come up three-fourths of the way. "What the hell am I, a 125LLL cup? That can't even be a real bra size... I look like one of those big-bust strippers. I'll have to find a bra shop, and get some custom measurements taken- these babies are definitely going to need support," the slim woman said as she hefted her bosom, hoping that tight shirts would be enough to get her through the day. She got into her car, and made her way to work, once there she changed into a spandex bodysuit, and the largest sports bra she could find. Surprisingly- it fit reasonably well. She did a few hops and lunges; "Quite a bit of jigglage, but it's manageable." She sent a few sparks between the two electrodes of her tazer, jazzed herself up, and headed out onto the floor. Quite a few of the advanced group members, all of whom had seen her before, were shocked at what they saw, the ones who weren't shocked hadn't looked at her yet. 'I hadn't thought of how I was going to explain this,' Rasia thought to herself 'okay... no time to come up with anything... I'll just go with the obvious.' Rasia smiled broadly, and placed her hand on the back of her neck as she spoke- showing off her enormous bosom, "Umm... I had a little work done..."

"Hoover Dam was a little work, what's that again?"

Rasia let a few sparks fly between her fingers- immediately silencing the wisecracker. After that the workout went fairly smoothly: Rasia had to make a few adjustments to accommodate her new size, but the group performed well, and she didn't get to zap anyone (although she was quite tempted to zap one guy who kept staring a her chest... just for spite.) Rasia started to walk off the floor.

A man's voice greeted her from a corner- in an unapologetically suggestive tone "Hey there! Haven't seen you much... of course there was never this much to see."

Rasia turned around, "Perry! ...Strip joints close early today?"

"Why should I want to go to a strip joint? Really, what could I want to see?"

"Heh heh... I was about to ask you if you'd made a few changes in my honor- I certainly approve."

"Humph, you should be so lucky- these are all me. Besides- your reputation isn't worth an operation."

"But is it worth a date?" Perry said with raised eyebrow. Rasia smiled...

Perry and Rasia burst through the door to her apartment- kissing each other passionately. Rasia pulled away for a moment, "You know I love to do it with the shocker," she panted, brushing her fingers against his face.

"Zap me baby!" The aerobics instructor tackled him onto the couch where she slid her hand down his loose-fitting cargo pants- pausing to grasp his huge member. Not wanting to give him too much of a shock his first time, she slid her hand further down his pants, and administered a strong jolt directly to his thigh. She smiled when she saw him jump, but was quite surprised to see blue waves of electricity coursing visibly about his body. He didn't seem to be in pain, but she pulled back none the less as they both noticed changes beginning to occur. "What the Hell!" he said as he saw the voltage dancing about him. He looked at his hands, and saw them shrinking- worse yet he could feel his member shrinking- receding inwards, becoming... something else. Rasia could feel his body shifting beneath her- his hips widened, but the rest of his frame seemed to shrink. His waist narrowed, as did his chest, he lost almost three inches in height, and his previously shoulder-length ponytail grew by a few inches. They were both wordless with shock as the changes took place- Perry more so. Suddenly she clutched her chest, and her look of disbelief intensified. Both women stared in disbelief as fleshy bulges pressed forward form Perri's chest- filling her small hands, and bulging through the gaps between her fingers. Slowly they swelled from nothing to B-cups, then to a very full C. Perri's breasts were plump in her hands, and she quickly scrambled out from under Rasia, and into a sitting position- cupping them and feeling their weight while her expression registered pure shock, and disbelief. "What the Hell! What the hell did you do to me you crazy bitch?"

Rasia was dumbfounded, "I... umm, I don't know!" She looked at Perri, and then at her tazer- then back and forth a few times before she began, "This is something with you... I've zapped guys before, and none of them ever turned into women!"

The sandy-brunette rose "Oh... oh yeah I've got that thing- the one where getting electrocuted reverses your gender I..." she trailed off for a moment- noticing the softer, higher... downright cute sound of her voice. She made an attempt to sound more hostile despite her changed physiology. "Now what am I going to do? Change me back!"

Rasia felt for her, but was nonetheless amused by the cute sound of the other woman's voice. "You know... you've got a really cute voice as a woman..."

Perry narrowed her eyes at her, "So not only do you turn me into a woman- you turn me into an unusually cute-sounding woman. What a nice person you are... Change me back!" Perri cursed under her breath- irritated with how cute she sounded despite herself.

"Well how am I supposed to do that? I don't know how this happened! It's not exactly a common effect of being zapped with a little electricity."

Perri sat back down, and leaned forward as she rested her head in her hands. She would have been shocked to feel her tits swing forward a bit, but at this point it was more of a finalization than a surprise. Her tits seemed surprisingly sensitive, and she felt just a bit of an utterly unfamiliar wetness between her legs. She then looked up at Rasia, "Zap me again."

"What?"

"Zap me again... really good. I figure if one good zap turned me into a woman, then a second, stronger zap should turn me back into a man... maybe more of a man."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Well... I guess I could always just go down to the pharmacy, and pick up some boy / girl pills... Of course I'm sure! Unless you've got a better idea?"

"Alright- we'll give it a shot," she said as she placed her fingers on Perri's arm. "Ready?"

"Gimme a really good one! This should work."

"Here goes." With that Rasia gave Perri a powerful shock, and held it for a lot longer than usual. She had to hold onto her arm to keep her from drawing away. She released her, and they both looked on as the blue streamers started to dance about her body again. Just then... Perri felt growth in her breasts.

"Uh oh..." she said as she cupped them, feeling their mass swell in her hands, pushing them away from her chest and oozing through the gaps in her fingers. "Stop it! Stop it!" she yelled in her cute voice- standing up again.

"What... what? You want me to zap you again?"

Perri didn't even hear Rasia; she'd actually been talking to her own breasts. She pressed on them frantically, trying to halt their growth, disturbed by the intense pleasure the stimulation brought her. Perri's breasts were surging forward mercilessly, overflowing her hands and pulling up her shirt. Her tummy was already exposed, and yet they still kept growing. She'd gone from simply pressing- to actually massaging her soft, heavy tits when she was distracted by a sudden tightening of her pants. Perri's hands flew to her butt as her hips and ass started to expand. She quickly filled-out the seat of the pants, and they became quite snug on her hips, tugging down from her tummy. She grabbed her now almost volleyball-sized boobs, as the growth finally seemed to stop. She looked at herself in a mirror on the wall. Perry had been in pretty good shape as a man, but what fat he did have seemed to show up more prominently now. Her stomach was soft, but quite flat- cute. Her ass was rounded, and the once relaxed fitting cargo pants were stretched such that one could easily see the full contours of her posterior. She patted her butt, and looked at her figure in the mirror, not super slim by any means, but very nice. Of course it seemed that the most power from the tazer had gone to her breasts- they were enormous! She gave her huge mams a squeeze- exited despite herself by the sensations that flooded her body. She immediately reined herself in, and looked into the mirror a bit more. Her tits were even bigger than Rasia's! It was when she noticed this that she was also goosed by none other than the comparee. "Hey! Watch it!"

"You've got a cute ass! And your tits..."

"Tell me about it! If I were still a man I'd fuck me senseless!"

"If you were still a man, wouldn't you also not be a woman?"

"You know what I mean! Speaking of which, how are we going to change me back? I have to be at work tomorrow- I've missed enough days as it is! One more and I'm fired." Perri sat on one of the stools at the kitchenette-island, sulking.

Rasia came over to comfort her. She pulled Perri up, and brought her back over to the mirror, where she stood with her hands on her shoulders. Perri just stood there dejectedly. "What time do you have to be in to work tomorrow? I've seen you at the gym for the mid-morning classes, so it can't be that early."

"I work from noon to seven..." she responded listlessly.

"That's great! You obviously can't wear this, and my clothes scarcely fit me anymore... let alone you," she said as she cupped and squeezed one of Perri's huge boobs- causing the slightly smaller woman to shudder a bit while trying to stifle a cute moan. "You can just stay here overnight, and when you wake up tomorrow you can go buy some work-clothes and head into the office. You can tell people you're sick, and that you're your sister sent to fill in for you."

"Well I guess..." Perri said, still looking at the floor, or rather trying to look over her boobs to see the floor.

"Come on! You're a very pretty girl! Look at yourself. We'll find a way to change you back."

"I'll still be checking you out," Rasia said as she slipped her tongue between Perri's lips, and slowly caressed her way from her hips, past her tummy, to her gigantic, full bust. Perri simply moaned, and leaned back against Rasia's supple breasts. Neither girl could believe how sensitive their bodies were. They fell back to the side of the couch, and were soon lying on the floor caressing each other. Perri rolled over, and started to suck on Rasia's nipple, but was shocked as she felt a sudden jolt of utterly unfamiliar pleasure. The smaller woman drew back in shock, causing Rasia to remove he fingers firm her moist slit, and covered herself, her breasts rising and falling with her heavy breathing. Rasia brushed a strand of hair from her face, "What? You seemed like you were enjoying yourself."

Perri hadn't even noticed as Rasia undid her belt, and zipper. "I... I was... It's just that I almost forgot." She said as she looked up earnestly, her eyes like deep green pools.

"How could you forget?" Rasia quipped as she gingerly reached out, and gave one of Perri's breasts a little squeeze.

Perri moaned a little, and, as if it were second nature, started to massage her other breast. "I just did! I... I wasn't ready."

Rasia leaned over and kissed her, their large breasts pressing together. "Do you want to try again?" she said as her hand crept up Perri's thigh.

"A... alright," Perri said as she closed her eyes. She bit her lip, and moaned softly as she once again felt the woman's fingers exploring inside her. Wincing a bit, she inhaled sharply as Rasia stuck her fingers in a bit deeper.

"You're a virgin... Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

"Humph... I remember saying that before... you'd... ah!" Perri trailed off into a loud moan as Rasia moved to, and started to massage her clit in slow, stroking motions. The brunette was awash in sensation, and again closed her eyes; moaning, and bucking her hips slowly. She'd never felt anything like it before, Perri couldn't help but shriek in ecstasy as Rasia introduced her to the new sensations her body could produce. Leaning back against the couch, she peeled her shirt from her huge melons, and moved her delicate fingers to her nipples, and firmly started to rub them in rhythm with Rasia's stokes of her clit while simultaneously massaging her tits. Perri was overcome by wave after wave of delight, and came within moments, slumping forward against Rasia. That... that was really fantastic," she panted.

"I'm not done yet!" Rasia said as she pushed her to the floor on her back.

Later...

Perri slowly opened her eyes, groggily rising to consciousness after a night of thorough erotic exploration. Both she and Rasia lied on the floor in front of the couch, wrapped in an afghan. Rising from the cushion of Rasia's bosom, Perri sat up and searched the room for a clock. She shrieked in horror when she finally saw one, waking her bedmate.

"Wh... wha? What's wrong?" Rasia half-yawned, brushing an arc of hair from her face.

"It's Eleven-o' seven! You forgot to set the alarm!" Perri managed as she rose to her feet, and searched for her tee shirt.

"You forgot as much as I did, we were both pretty distracted..."

Just then, the brunette found her shirt on top of a bookcase. "It's your apartment, you'd really just assume that the responsibility for setting the alarm would go to you. Besides... you were... leading of most of the night."

Perri had dashed into the bathroom, Rasia heard the shower running, and only three minutes later Perri dashed back out. Rasia resumed, "Well that's debatable, after all- you're he one who had someplace to be in the morning, while I'm done for the week, besides- you had quite a lot of energy yourself. By the way, that was quick!"

"You keep four girlfriends at a time you learn to be quick." Wearing the shirt, and nothing else, Perri still hurried frantically about the room, her braless bosom responding to her motions in an expressive dance of sways and giggles.

"Four at a time?"

Perri froze awkwardly in position for a moment. "Uhh... That's what I did back in college... it is... was..." she resumed her hurry about the room. "Like I was saying... Energy level is besides the point! I'm breaking in a new body, while you undoubtedly have hundreds of hours of lesbian experience- thousands if last night was any indication," she said as she bent, and picked up her bandanna. "I don't remember taking this out of my pocket..." she stated as she started to tie it around her neck.

"You don't wear socks or underwear, but you've got a bandanna... I guess that's about right really..."

"I go commando baby!"

"That sounds so cute when you say it!"

Perri shot her a miffed look.

"Still cute!"

The shorter woman sighed, and looked down at her shapely naked legs. "Where are my pants?"

"Beneath the couch cushions. How could you not remember? You stuffed them down there while you were having a five-minute multiple orgasm!"

"How could I remember? I stuffed them down there while I was having a five-minute multiple orgasm!" she returned as she pulled apart the couch cushions. Rasia simply shrugged as she watched her voluptuous girlfriend climb into the crumpled pants- her breasts bouncing violently a she hopped a bit to get her second leg into them. Perri then hopped over the back of the couch, again forgetting to figure her breasts into her plan of action, and getting a face-full of tit in the process. She held her breasts in one arm as she slipped into her sneakers. "I definitely need to buy a change of clothes before work... umm how do I look?"

Rasia stood, and eyed the deformed letters on the shirt "Busty."

"It's eleven fifteen! I've gotta go!"

"Hurry back! I can't wait to play with you some more!" she remarked with a wink as she gave Perri a pat on the butt.

Perri kissed her. "Alright, I'll be back after work." With that Perri grabbed a bite of a garlic roll from the island and headed downstairs to the parking garage, she hopped into her Porsche, and gunned it to the nearest women's clothing store between Rasia's apartment and her job. It was already eleven twenty when she got there; she dashed past a rather prudishly dressed lady at the front desk, and immediately towards the lingerie section. The store was more or less empty, and the only person to greet her was a rather tall man with long, gray hair pulled loosely into a ponytail. He stood with his back facing her, sorting catalogues on the counter. "Excuse me, I need a bra."

He didn't even turn around a he spoke in a low-key monotone. "Humph, you need a bra? I need one hundred shares of stock in the Seraglio Corporation. We've all got our problems don't we?" suddenly he faltered a bit, as he turned to face her. "I... I don't think we carry your size."

"Could you al least try?"

"Of course, I just wanted your expressed oral consent..." he said as he pulled a tape measure from his pocket, and started to take her underbust measurement. From behind her, he placed his hands on the sides of her breasts.

"Is that quite professional?"

"Yes, it's called measuring your bust, if I were to do this," he said, grabbing her nipple, "and go like that," he said, jiggling her breast, and sending waves of motion across her chest, "that would be unprofessional. What I'm doing here," he remarked, resuming his original position, "this is just fine. Do I tell you how to be a porn star?"

"I'm not a porn star!"

"All the more reason for me to tell you how to be one."

"Just measure!"

"Ah then... where was I? Oh yes, I'd like to illustrate something for you." He placed his hands along the sides of her breasts, and remarked, "You see this? This would be a D-cup right here; that's pretty big, and I'm nowhere near the front of your breasts." He then started to move out progressively further. "This is a double D, and here's an E. This is a double E, mind you were moving into the 'That is patently absurd' category of breasts for a woman your size. Here's a triple E.

"What do you mean 'triple E' how are there three E's?"

"There just are."

"There just are... What do you mean there just are?"

"I mean just that; I don't make the bras, I just read the stock lists. Here's an F, right about here," he said, coming towards the front of her bust. "And this is a G"

"What happened to he other F?" Perri was overwhelmed by her bust measurement, and didn't want to hear another letter into the alphabet just yet.

"There's only one F, it makes up for the extra E." At this Perri let out an exasperated sigh. "And coming round to the front here places you at a double G; known on the street as, he shifted from his monotone into a surfer accent "Dude! She's got tit's the size of her freakin' head!"

"Do you carry a double G?"

"As a matter of fact we do."

"Great! Give it to me!"

"It's not quite that simple. You're a 38GG we keep a 60GG in stock, but for you ma'am that's not a bra, but a hammock. Don't laugh too hard- most people would consider your size bra to be more a piece of carry-on luggage than an undergarment, something in which to store their matching pairs of bowling balls, or a place to allow their honeydew melons to ripen. Might I add, your honeydew melons are quite ripe." Perri narrowed her eyes at him. "I'll see what I can find..."

As the man went into a back room adjacent to the lingerie department, Perri rushed about the clothing isles nearby. "I can't believe they let that guy sell bras! My honeydew melons..." Perri muttered as she tried to pick out a fashionable, yet reasonably conservative outfit. As a man, her tastes had never strayed outside of anything that wasn't absolutely trashy, and she was really fighting against them now. "What the hell am I thinking? Why did I even pick this up?" She remarked aloud to herself as she looked at a pair of lacy black thong panties she'd selected. She threw them down, only to pick up an almost identical pair a few moments later as she tried to put herself into the mindset of 'what a woman would like to wear'. She'd almost finished picking out an outfit when the man from the lingerie department returned. "Did you find anything?"

"This should fit." He said as he produced a black halter-top. "Not quite a bra I suppose, but you know what they say about beggars."

"They work in the lingerie department?"

He rolled his eyes. "It's designed for a 38HH."

"38HH! That's two cup sizes larger!"

"Yes, but it's from our second-string manufacturer. It's actually the same size. After Double D they pretty much do what they want."

"Whatever..." she said as she snatched the bra from him. "The dressing rooms are on the other side of the store, right?"

"Yes."

"Well then that's where I'm going!" she remarked as she started to walk off.

"But you'll miss my repartee."

"You'd think." Perri quipped. She was soon in a small hallway, and ducked into one f the dressing rooms. Realizing that she'd eaten a garlic roll before she left, she ate a handful of mints from her pocket, and was amazed by how good they were, she actually felt a tingle. She then stripped naked and pulled on the black lace panties. She banged the heel of her hand against her forehead. "Damn! I did it again! Oh well... I guess I've bought them now," she remarked inwardly, realizing that she should have tried them on over underwear, not that she'd brought any. She ran her hand over the smooth contour of her ample rump, oddly exited despite the situation and her rush. Shaking her head, she picked up the bra-top and decided to go about cramming her great tits into it. "At least it fastens in the front," she said as she put her arms through the holes. With surprising ease she was able to cup her heavy breasts, lift them into the bra and fasten it. "Apparently Mr. Sarcasm can fit a bra," she said as she jiggled her big breasts, testing the fit, and inadvertently causing her libido to leap up. "What he hell is wrong with me? I know my body's sensitive, but this is out of control!" Trying to compose herself, she slipped into the pants she'd picked out, followed by the jacket, and then the shoes. She pulled some of her long, curly hair into a big ponytail. By this time she somehow felt as though she were on fire. Her pussy was sopping wet, and she found herself almost unconsciously massaging her nipples. "Alright already! What the hell is wrong with me!" As she clasped her hands together, trying to keep them out of her pants and away from her breasts, she caught a glimpse of the box of mints on the bench next to her.

"I forgot I even had those... there's no way those could work! They're just a gag! Right?" She then thought back to the week before last.

Just then...

"Why so much commotion? You try to run a proper clothing store, and some woman has to go about wailing in he dressing room..." the woman from the front of the store carried on as she walked towards the fitting area and grabbed the curved pole device used for opening the rooms from the outside. She approached the stall from which the offending sound emanated and rapped on the door a few times, only more moaning. She then reached over the top, and opened the door. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed as she instinctively clutched her hand about her collar. She then reached out, and grabbed Perri by the ear.

"Aaa!" the brunette screamed, broken from her orgasmic reverie. She repeatedly tripped over her large pumps as she was dragged forcefully from the store and thrown against her car, her breasts absorbing much of the impact. "Hey Oww... That's not supposed to hurt!" she shrieked as she rubbed her boobs. "Hey I had other clo..." She began before catching her old clothing in her face. She then noticed the woman writing down her license plate number. "Uh oh... the last thing I need is a second sex-based lawsuit this year," Perri remarked to herself, as she hurried around to he driver's side door, which was more comical than efficient, with her pants halfway down. She peeled out of the parking lot, and noticing that it was 11:50, she decided to maintain that pace all of the way to work.

Perri burst through the doors at 11:58. She'd just barely had time to readjust her clothing, and she'd run all the way to the door. Panting, she bent at the waist, giving the entire lobby a full view of her enormous, heaving bust. "Perry... I'm here for Perry... I'm also an architect," she managed before she abruptly straightened up. She attempted to steady her swaying bust with one arm before she eventually just rested her breasts on a desk, as she leaned against it � still trying to catch her breath. She'd just about recuperated when someone slapped, and then firmly squeezed her rump. She immediately whipped around. "Ted! You... you must be Ted! My brother told me so much about you!"

"Yeah, well he didn't tell me a thing about you! I love the way you run in those pumps! Your bro had to were some just like those for a week, as a fraternity pledge; did he get tips from you?"

"Not as such... umm hey you know what? Could you take your hand off my ass? That's be great..."

"No problem babe! I'm just trying to welcome you to the Pembroke/Martin family!" With that he gave her an enormous bear hug, pressing her tits into him, and making it difficult for her to move. She'd always been smaller than Ted, but the difference in build and stature was ridiculous now. Ted had actually lifted her off the ground. It took her nearly a minute to pry herself away from him, and when she did she sent herself stumbling backward, her breasts jiggling every-which-way as she regained her equilibrium. She slugged Ted in the jaw, knocking him into a potted plant. She then walked over to the refreshment table.

"God this is going to be a long day," she said, rolling her eyes and shooting a glance back towards her prostrate workmate. She then looked over the pastry section of the table, finding only a few odd rolls, and some bagels of unidentifiable flavor. She sighed, "that's the problem with starting at noon: I get to sleep in late, but by the time I get here here's nothing good left." Just then, Ted swaggered up, rubbing his jaw.

"Feisty! I like that... But come on, I mean look at you... I know you're hungry for cock."

Perri was incensed "I assure you that I am not the least bit hungry for cock! A nice danish, maybe. But no cock!" Perri was once again annoyed by the cuteness of her voice.

"I... I have a danish..." an intern offered. She took it from him before waving him away. She managed a small wink and smile, as thanks.

"I've got a cream filled eclair..."

"I'm your best friend's sister for crying out loud!" She exclaimed, as she started towards her office.

"He banged my sister! And on the hood of my corvette none the less. I hear your driving his Porsche..."

Perri closed her eyes for a moment, reliving a fond memory. She then turned and began; "Your sister is a total nympho! She even tries to make it with her next door neighbor. Besides, " she took on a commanding tone... "I Perri Harman, am a lesbian!" The office erupted into supportive applause. "Hmm... I didn't know I as being so loud." Perri then walked into her office, as Ted stood there unsure of what to say.

Meanwhile...

Rasia was just stepping out of the shower when the clock struck noon. She reattached her tazer, and activated it. "I wonder just what this baby can do..." she said to herself. "No real room for improvement here," she said as she looked down at her yawning cleavage. "These are just about all I can manage. Perri's probably having a harder time... but they look good on her," she said with a wicked smile. The olive-skinned beauty then pulled a pair of previously over-sized black cotton panties onto her newly widened hips and bottom, and managed to get on one of her old, black, button-down shirts on by tying it just under her breasts. She padded over to the kitchenette island, and sat in one of the chairs with her legs crossed. As she munched on a day-old bagel, she looked at the banana stand, and remembered that breast-shaped pillow which she couldn't remember buying. "Hmm..." she said as she tentatively reached out, and gave the arced piece of wood a small zap. Suddenly blue bolts of electricity danced about it, and it morphed into the form of a wooden sculpture of a very voluptuous woman bent to the same arc. Rasia drew back a bit, and then her eyes shifted about the room as she looked for a new test subject. She picked up a pen, and zapped it... it too morphed into the form of a beautiful woman. Feeling more ambitious, she walked over to a halogen lamp in the corner of her room. She gave it a big zap, and surely enough it morphed into a life-size statue of an enormous-breasted woman holding aloft a cone of light. With a bemused yet satisfied look on her face, the busty aerobics instructor padded over to, and flopped down on her couch. "Apparently I am become Rasia, goddess of femininity and bachelor furniture." Rasia sat there for a few more minutes, idly looking about the room, and periodically sending sparks between the two electrodes on her fingers. Her date book caught her eye as her glance passed over the coffee table; and she remembered that she had a personal- training engagement across town at two. "It's twelve-thirty now, I guess I've go just enough time to find something decent to wear and get over there. Sara's really going to like this." With that she tied on the matching skirt that came with one of her floral bikinis, slipped on some sandals, and headed out.

And at Hanna's apartment...

After a few knocks at the door, the amazon finally opened it. Cori walked in, looking concerned, and searching under and around random objects. "Umm... Hanna?"

"Yes?"

"Have you seen a rune?"

"A what?"

"A rune."

"Again, a what?"

"You know, a rune! A mystic symbol imbued with magical power."

"I'm gonna go with no..." Hanna offered as she mentally assured herself that there were no mystic symbols imbued with magical power which she'd simply left lying about her living room. "I take it you lost one?"

"Umm... yeah, I made one up the other day; right before you took me to see the shocker. It's odd that I lost it, the only easy way to transfer a rune is with an electric source," Cori remarked in passing as she looked under one of the couch cushions.

"An electric source..."

"Uh huh."

"You made it before we went to see Rasia."

"That's right." Cori said as she emptied a bag of tortilla chips into a bowl, and started to pick through them. Hanna just crossed her arms beneath her bust, and waited. Meanwhile, Cori had moved on to luring Hanna's fish to the side of the tank so that she could look them over. "Wait a minute! Rasia's got that tazer thing! She might have taken my rune!"

"There it is. I'll get the car."

Back at the office Perri was working away at her drafting table, trying to get a bit of drafting done, when a tall, leggy blonde walked in. "Al... Allison, you never come in here... I mean what brings you here?"

"It's you... you're sexy." Allison returned, her head bowed, blue eyes looking up over her glasses. She blushed a bit, embarrassed by her own forwardness. "Your brother's such a jerk... he's always hitting on me, making lewd remarks." She started to saunter over. "Anyway... I've always had this thing for big breasts, and you're only here for one day," her eyes shifted about to different spots on the floor as she approached Perri, and started to unbutton her blouse. When she finally made it across the room, Perri was still standing there mystified and she'd exposed her double-D breasts in their white lace brassiere. Removing her glasses, she then looked Perri head-on. "I'd like to get a chance to enjoy them..." Allison placed her hands on the upper curves of Perri's enormous breasts, and delicately caressed her way down their sides, lighting the smaller woman's libido on fire. Eventually she'd slid her fingers along the sides of the brunette's huge tits and into the cups of the halter-top. She slid her thumbs into the front of the cups, and started gently to massage Perri's nipples. She leaned in, pressing her own plump, yet comparatively small breasts against Perri's supertits, and purposely jiggled both of their chests together as she leaned in closer, and kissed her. The two women sucked on each other's full lips and vivacious tongues as they wrapped their arms around each other. They squeezed each other tightly, Allison reveling in having her big tits crushed by Perri's enormous ones, and Perri reveling in crushing them. As Perri hurried to take off her jacket she was pinned against the side of a file cabinet, and they slipped to the floor. The brunette was quick to undo her top, and Allison almost immediately took her large, erect nipple into her mouth. All of Perri's body was alive with sensation, but especially her super-sensitive breast as Allison lustily suckled her. It was all she could do to unbutton her own pants, and then search for the fastener on the blonde's bra and skirt. She'd almost completely kicked her pants, along with her panties off by the time she gotten Alison's side-button undone, and started to peel the contour-hugging skirt from Allison's writhing frame, the blonde all the time sucking on her nipples, and massaging her enormous, fat tits. Perri moaned, and squeezed Alison between her thighs. Alison started to move lower on the brunette's body; she licked, and caressed Perri's inner thighs, causing the smaller woman to moan in anticipation. She then plunged her tongue into Perri's glistening slit; Perri shrieked in ecstasy. The brunette moaned, and bucked her hips, as Alison started to finger herself a bit. Perri was on the brink of orgasm when Alison grabbed her wide hips, and pulled her fully to the floor. It was only moments before the blonde's long legs came into view, and Perri's head rested between her shapely thighs. Alison was sitting on the brunette's face as her tongue reentered Perri's snatch. Both of them remained that way, in their sixty-nine on the floor, lapping at each other's dripping slits until the both launched into orgasm, Perri carrying on into multiples as Alison fingered her slit while coming around to suck on her tits a bit more. Perri ran her fingers through the blonde's long, flowing hair as Alison continued to squeeze her huge breast and suck on her nipple. Alison slid up her body, and while lying on top of her, again pressing their tits together, she kissed Perri deeply. "Call me..." she whispered as he sat up and started to dress herself. Perri simply nodded as she propped herself up on her elbows, and started to regain her composure. Alison had half-buttoned her blouse, and was standing in her stiletto heels, starting to fasten her skirt when Perri started to look for her pants, she'd just gotten them on, and put on her shoes, when she rose to watch Alison leave. "I left my number on your desk..." Alison cooed as she reached out, and gently caressed Perri's still-exposed breasts. Her hands gently probed all about the brunette's fat globes. A shiver was running about Perri's body as Alison again leaned forward, and kissed her on last time before she was to leave. Alison was slow to pull away, reluctant to leave contact with Perri, or her magnificent breasts.

As Alison slowly left the room, Perri managed to close her top. She then picked up her jacket from the floor, and put it on as she sat down on her chair. Perri couldn't believe she was actually blushing as she tried to hold back a girlish giggle. "Alison..."

Rasia was just pulling into the parking garage of Sara's building. During a red light, she'd idly turned the fuzzy dice on her mirror into fuzzy boobs, and she'd zapped her car's pine-shaped air-freshener; it was now shaped like a woman, and oddly smelled of Channel No.5. She stepped out of her wagon sporting sneakers, a gray sports bra, and stretch pants with diamonds cut out of their outer sides, and was getting her equipment when a man approached her from behind with a knife.

"Gimme all your money!" He barked.

Self-defense had always been a plus of carrying a tazer, but today there would be an added bonus. Rasia gave the man an enormous discharge of voltage, 'just enough that he won't pass out' Rasia mentally calculated. The effect was instantaneous. He was hurled back against a support pillar, blue voltage danced about him and by the time he'd slumped to the ground, he was a she. And her breasts were growing rapidly, they surged forward, filling her tank top, and starting to overfill it as her jeans burst at the seams due to her expanding hips. The increased sensitivity had kicked in, and moaning, she frenetically massaged her tits, as they continued to swell. Their surging mass bulged out of the top of her shirt, and her chin was submerged in her cleavage as she stuck one hand down her pants, and began to furiously rub her slit. Her breasts had swelled to the size of volleyballs, and still blue arcs of electricity licked about her body. Due to the sheer pressure, one of her breasts popped out of her top as they passed the size of basketballs. If she hadn't been on the floor already, the sudden weight change might have unbalanced her. She instinctively took one of her heavy tits into her mouth, and started to suck wantonly on her nipple even as her breasts continued to expand. Between the electric shock, and the flood of sensation surging about her body, she was acting purely on instinct, and she squealed loudly as she came. Lying there on the floor of the parking garage with one hand tucked firmly between her long, shapely thighs, and the other holding her billowing breast to her lips, her growth leveled-off shortly after her orgasm subsided. Her breasts ending up the size of small watermelons, actually larger, as if they'd been inflated into perfect spheres. Panting heavily, the thief looked at herself, and fainted.

"Hmm... passed out anyway," Rasia remarked as she snapped her fingers, sending up a little spark. She actually felt a bit like a superhero as she continued to grab equipment from the back of her wagon. With her back to the unconscious vixen behind her, she didn't notice as a cat jumped onto the mugger's breasts, and fell into her cleavage. It sent jiggles everywhere as it struggled, before finally scampering away through the bottom of the over-stretched tank top. Rasia picked up a case of CD's, and headed over to the elevator which would take her to Sara's penthouse. As she pushed the button and the doors closed, she noticed the thief wake up, crane her neck forward, and pass out again. Rasia giggled inwardly, and in no time she was walking into the penthouse. "Sara?"

"In here..." came a voice from the kitchen.

Rasia walked in and found Sara dressed in cycling shorts and a loose, low-cut jersey, on the floor with a bucket of ice cream. She sighed, "This again? You can do what you like, but as your personal trainer, I have to disapprove."

Sara looked up. "You've got tits... You went and got an operation didn't you? And now you come over here to show them off and lord them over me? How dare you!" Rasia self-consciously adjusted her gray sports-bra, and covered what of her cleavage she could with one hand as Sara rose to her feet. Sara had a beautiful face, framed in long, wavy, red hair. She was rather slim, but her chest was disproportionately small, an A-cup, if that. "You know I can't manage to have tits!" the redhead ranted as she started across the kitchen. "I eat, and I diet, and I eat some more, and I exercise... I ate a whole damn cheesecake for breakfast once you know... I... I don't even like to stuff myself like that... You know I come to you..." she was more plaintive now. "And I lose damn well over fifty pounds, and the whole time, I've never had any tits. I have A-cup bras in five different band sizes." She was now nose to nose with Rasia, who could smell a faint hint of whisky on her breath, and she placed her hands on either side of Rasia's ribcage, slowly tracing upwards. "You know I can't have surgery like you. I'm deathly afraid of knives... them and those damn spiders," she said, paranoidly looking about the walls and ceiling. "But you did..." she got a wicked look a she eyed Rasia's breast's. "Let's see what kind of a job he did, why don't we?" With that she grabbed the clasp at the front of Rasia's bra and pulled it apart. Rasia had seen this coming, and stood still. She started to moan a bit as Sara groped, and probed her sensitive breasts, looking for some sort of scar, and feeling them to see how realistic they were. "There's no scar anywhere... And these feel... very nice..."

"They're real."

"What do you mean 'they're real'?" she said, squeezing them together. "I go to Italy for a week, and you grow enormous tits? You're not..." she started, placing her palm against Rasia's toned tummy.

"No. It's my tazer, it's magic," she said, holding up her right hand.

"Seriously?"

"Yes."

Sara eyed, and squeezed Rasia's breasts, she then looked at the tazer, and back at the breasts again. She was about ready to believe anything right now. She wanted to believe. "Alright then... work your magic on me, I'll do anything," she said, leaning in against Rasia's bust. "I'll be your love-slave. I know you like to swing that way sometimes. It's just like that electroshock thing, I just frankly don't get it..." realizing that she looked a bit ironic, she removed her hands from Rasia's bust. "Hmm... But if that's what it takes..."

Rasia looked away, and smirked a little, toying with the idea of having a busty Sara as a love-slave. "Nah... I'm sort of with someone right now... Bedsides, I think I'm going to enjoy growing your breasts," she said, unable to stop herself from smiling.

"Someone's going to get a big bonus if this works," Sara replied, she was now all smiles herself.

Rasia stepped out into the living room, and looked around a bit. She spotted a large yet cozy recliner. She sat down in it, pulled the lever, and spread her legs. "Come here, sit between my thighs," she said as she scooted back a little.

Sara complied. "Are you sure that I have to sit between your thighs for this to work?"

Rasia looked wickedly at the ceiling; "Yeah..." She then placed her hands on either of Sara's scarcely existent breasts.

"You've only got the electrodes on one side, won't that make one bigger than the other?" Sara inquired.

"It doesn't matter, no matter where I buzz you, it affects your whole body."

"Well what's your other hand for then?"

"To monitor progress... Are you ready?"

"Whenever you are," Sara replied, closing her eyes. She felt pressure on her hips, as Rasia squeezed her between her thighs while adjusting herself. Shortly thereafter she felt a small shock on her right breast, and after that, wave after wave of pleasure as her body became piqued to sensual sensation. There was this sort of pleasant, stretching feeling. She could actually feel her breasts growing! She had to open her eyes, and when she did: her hopes were confirmed. Surely enough, the once flat disks behind her nipples had expanded into the C-cup range. Sara placed her hands on her breasts, her fingers laced between Rasia's, there was actually room for that now!" The growth stopped as she slowly entered the D-cup range. She could feel Rasia's bare nipples on her back, they were quite erect. She turned to see that the raven-haired beauty was smiling at her from over her shoulder. "Bigger." As soon as the word was out of her mouth she felt a second, larger shock. Her breasts immediately began to surge forward, and now she could feel that pressure on her hips was being generated both internally as well as externally. She felt her ass filling out and becoming firmer as it expanded. The most noticeable growth by far however, was in her tits. Sara vividly felt every sensation on her body, and the feeling of her breasts surging forth, filling her palms, and drawing against the fabric of her jersey was driving her wild. She kneaded her swelling orbs with abandon. Rasia was grinding against her, and she felt the trainer caress her butt, as the more athletic woman moved her left hand to finger herself. Due to the close proximity, Rasia had also caught a bit of the voltage, and Sara could feel her already large breasts expanding against her back. She looked down at her own chest, and saw that the once oversized jersey now fit! It fit snugly! Her creamy mounds continued to expand and soon the jersey was uncomfortably tight. Despite, if not because of the extreme pressure exerted by the garment, Sara reveled in the sensations of her burgeoning tits. She managed to squeeze her hands under the bottom of the jersey, and started to rub her nipples. Her breasts had expanded so much that Rasia's right hand was on the side of her breast now. Sara's breasts continued to grow until they surpassed the size of large cantaloupes. When she turned to Rasia again, the other woman was in the middle of an orgasm, and it took a few seconds to get her attention. When Rasia finally opened her eyes, and stopped moaning, Sara stuck her tongue between her lips, and kissed her quite deeply for a moment. "That's just for you sweetie, now make 'em bigger."

"Bigger?" Rasia panted. "Are you sure? I don't know how to shrink them..."

"I'm very sure! Now zap me!" Rasia simply nodded, and went ahead with yet another large bolt. Sara's breasts responded immediately, and she was in rapture as they leapt forward in her hands. With alarming speed they bulged, and surged out of the top of her jersey. Sara moaned, and massaged her soft orbs as she continued to grow. She was in ecstasy as her shirt could no longer bear the pressure, and split down the middle, allowing her tits to spill fort into her arms like jello-filled basketballs. The sensations of the rippling motions as her breasts jiggled in her arms were all it took to send Sara over the edge, and even as she came, they still grew. Her tits were expanding like water balloons hooked up to a fire hose, and the intense stimulation kept her in a state of perpetual orgasm for nearly a minute as the growth played out. When it finally ended, she had breasts the size of pumpkins. Sara came out of her reverie, and hugged her huge boobs. She then turned around to Rasia as she massaged her nipples. "Let's see what you got!"

"Huh?" Rasia had been so caught up with Sara that she'd barely noticed her own slight growth. Sara leaned off of her, and Rasia was able to see her own freshly expanded boobs in their full glory. "Damn! I'm as big as Perri!" Rasia's breasts had gone from being slightly smaller than her head, to being a wee bit larger than it. She fiddled with the straps of her bra a bit, and then tried to get it closed. She was just barely able too, but her breasts were obviously too large even for the industrial sports bra she'd picked up earlier. They spilled over by at least an inch, and bulged obscenely upward, like two risen loaves of dough. At first she looked concerned, but soon she rubbed her slightly exposed areole, and smiled. "I like 'em! I don't know what you're going to do with those though..."

"Oh I'll manage..." Sara said, rising. She had yet to find her new center of gravity, so she leaned against the side of the chair for support. She bent at the waist to place her face close to Rasia's, her tits almost dangling into the other woman's lap. "Thank you..." She said, kissing her.

Later that day at Pembroke/Martin...

Perri sat at her drafting table trying to get some work done. She turned to look at some paperwork on the desk next to her, and turned back when she heard someone enter the room. It was Ted.

"Ted, what do you want?" Perri inquisited, trying very hard to sound threatening and noticing that Ted's jaw had bruised nicely.

"Nothin' babe er... ma'am. Just brought a peace offering," he said, holding up a brown paper bag.

"What is it?"

"I heard you complaining about the lack of any good pastries this morning, and believe me, I can identify with it. Heck I could go for somethin' sweet right now."

Perri exhaled harshly. "What is it?"

"It's a cream filled éclair..." he said, producing one slathered with green icing from the bag. Perri glared harshly at him. "C'mon babe! It's a peace offering, but I'm still the Tedster! I had a pastry chef make it up especially for you! It's really good, just have a bite!" he said as he held it close to her nose.

Perri was well more than a little angry, but she had skipped lunch due to her 'meeting' with Alison, and there was just something about the scent of the éclair that made it seem very appetizing. Reluctantly, she took it from him, and decided to have a bite. As she brought it towards her face, she found that the whole thing was way too big for her, it practically took both of her hands to hold, and it was the size of her forearm at least. 'He did this on purpose,' she thought to herself. Ted looked on as she brought it closer to her lips. Perri sighed, and placed the end of the enormous pastry into her small mouth, her moist lips stretching to accommodate it. She pushed it into her mouth a little, and took a bite. She was taken aback by how good it was! "Mmm..." Perri moaned aloud as she started to voraciously consume the éclair. Bite after bite she pressed the huge tubular pastry into her tiny mouth, savoring the mint filling and icing. Despite herself, she was starting to feel rather hot. When she was halfway through it a glob of the filling dripped from it, and landed on her big breasts. She took one hand, scooped the cream form her fat tits, and smeared it into her mouth, closing her eyes and liking her fingers sensually. 'I can't believe I'm doing this! What the hell is wrong with me?' Perri was barely able to think of anything but how delicious the éclair was. Perri could actually feel an orgasm building. Bite after bite she placed the éclair between her lips, swallowing the copious cream filling in huge gulps. When there was still an enormously thick, three-inch piece of éclair left; she couldn't help but allow herself to finish the whole thing at once. Her cheeks bulged as she struggled to take it into her mouth, sucking on it as she stuffed it past her lips. She swallowed in one last big gulp before licking her lips and starting to lick the excess cream from her fingers. Perri was quite disturbed by her behavior, but that did nothing to stop her from continuing. When it was all finished she reclined in her chair, eyes closed, one hand on her drafting table, and the other resting on her pouty stomach, her large breasts gently rising and falling with her breath. She looked as though she'd just experienced a mild orgasm, and she had. After nearly a half-minute Perri opened her eyes to find that Ted was still watching her quite intently.

"What? It was a good éclair; the best damn pastry I've ever had in my life. I devoured it erotically. The show's over, you can go now." Despite her recent orgasm, Perri was starting to feel extremely horny 'It's nothing, I just turned myself on thinking about me eating that éclair.' She actually wanted to shoo Ted away so that maybe she could 'handle' herself briefly, and get back to work. Perri was getting exponentially hotter by the second, and it was all she could do to keep her hands from between her legs even as Ted looked on. She was about to order Ted out of the room when, due to her overpowering libido alone, she almost unconsciously let her hand wander to her nipple. It was then that Ted seized upon her.

"That's what I'm waiting for!" He said as he lifted her onto the drafting table, jamming his tongue into her mouth.

Ted fell over onto the floor, taking her with him. She rose to a sitting position as he still lied there with a tear in his eye chanting "baseball... stock market.... Baseball...."

"You like to jump the gun... how'd I know?" Perri managed to quip as she wiped a handful of the goo off on Ted's shirt. It was the first time all day that she'd been glad to have such a cute voice. Of course there was a more urgent matter at hand: she had to have a wank, and now! Which she immediately saw to, with her other hand...

It was a few hours later when Cori and Hanna were in a café trying to figure out where to find Rasia. Her gym had been closed for he day so that maintenance could be done on the laser light system, and Hanna was waiting to see if Cori could remember her 'locate rune' spell. She was sitting in a secluded booth, fiddling with her watch when Cori sat down.

"What's with your watch?"

"It's the alarm..." she said, taking it off. "It's way too loud, and it takes forever to shut off. I think I'll just get a new one," she remarked, setting the alarm for eight o' clock and placing it down on the table.

"I made a new rune!" Cori said as she showed Hanna her right palm. "We should still try to find the other one, but this is just so you'll know what it looks like!"

"Couldn't you have just drawn it?"

"Not really, I don't draw very well... nothing except runes..."

Hanna sighed.

"Besides! I want to show you how this works!" Cori remarked as she produced a nine-volt battery wit a couple of wires attached to it. She then picked up Hanna's watch. She touched the wires together on her hand as she held the watch. The rune reappeared on the back of the casing. "See? A little bit of electricity will transfer a really fresh rune. After that you have to use a 'transfer rune' spell, or a rune spatula..."

"A rune spatula?" Hanna replied, lifting an eyebrow.

"Or rune tweezers if it's really small..."

"Could you pick it up with your fingers if you had rune nail polish?" Hanna said incredulously.

"Well... nail polish of rune lifting... I hadn't thought of that but... yeah probably!" Cori replied, perking up at the novel suggestion.

Just then some guy walked by their table, noticing Hanna, he stopped, and grabbed her roughly by the arm. "What? I could sleep with you! I could have you any time I want! Just because you've got big breasts you act like you're so hot! Don't act like you don't have time for the Tedster!"

Hanna was about to hit him when he walked off muttering under his breath. "What a jerk!" she remarked, rubbing her arm.

"Yeah..."

"Well at any rate I guess we'd better get back to searching for Rasia." With that, they got up and headed for the car.

At seven-fifteen Perri walked into Rasia's apartment and found her sitting on the couch. Rasia patted one of the cushions, and Perri complied by sitting down next to her. Rasia hugged her, and they started to make out. Perri noticed that Rasia's breasts had grown a bit more since she last saw her. As they pulled each other close, their bosoms bulged against each other; and it was obvious that the athletic woman's orbs were as large as her own. After a moment however, Rasia drew back. "That's not my perfume on you!"

Perri became a bit flustered. "I... um wanted to be more feminine?"

"Well if you wanted to be more feminine..." she started as she placed her hand on Perri's stomach, and administered a tiny zap.

Perri jumped back, and couldn't help but moan as her breasts started to grow again. They bulged upwards, and outwards, overfilling, and then spilling out of her halter-top. The garment creaked under the strain. They only grew a bit proportionately, but the real difference was huge! They were much larger than her head now, almost the size of basketballs. They weighed heavily in her blouse as she stood up, bouncing in a slow and weighty motion due to her sudden move. "Look what you did! What did you go and do that for? How am I going to explain this?"

Rasia stood up, about even with Perri due to the other woman's high shoes. "As big as you already were, no one will even notice," she said as she placed her hands high along the sides of Perri's breasts, and gave them a gentle squeeze.

Perri couldn't help but moan gently as her breasts rebounded against each other and jiggled softly. She cupped as much of their mass as she could in her small hands. "Are you kidding? The way people were looking at me today, there's probably already a website devoted to my exact measurements." Perri's hands wandered up the cups of her top until they were over her nipples. She started to moan again as she almost-automatically started to rub them though the fabric, finding that they were even more sensitive. She stopped herself, and placed her hands on her hips, looking down at her endless cleavage. "Alright, I guess they're not so bad," she said as she looked back up at Rasia. "I..."

Perri was interrupted as the busty aerobics-instructor softly kissed her. The smaller woman shifted unsteadily on her pumps as Rasia laced her arms beneath hers, and behind her back, pulling her close, and squeezing their chests together. Rasia then started to move backward, pulling Perri with her, and leading them towards the bedroom. When they got there, it only took a few seconds for Rasia to slip Perri's jacket off of her, and push her onto her back on the bed. She slowly peeled off her own pants, and started to crawl along the length of Perri's prone form, unclasping her sports-bra, and letting her breasts hang down as she kissed Perri deeply. Perri could feel Rasia's breasts resting upon her own as the olive-skinned beauty started to tenderly kiss her neck. Soon she felt them resting on her stomach as Rasia undid her halter-top. The taller woman kissed and caressed her delicate flesh, playing with her tits and massaging their soft, heavy mass. Perri was aroused beyond belief when Rasia took one of her big nipples into her mouth while rubbing the other. She was in ecstasy as she felt Rasia's tongue all over her aureole. It seemed like a heavenly eternity as Rasia fondled, and massaged her creamy orbs, before moving down her tense stomach, pausing to kiss her bellybutton, and starting to undo her pants. Perri could feel Rasia's hands pressing against her inner thighs as she pulled off her panties and slacks in one smooth, continuos motion, leaving the smaller woman naked, but for her platform pumps. Rasia again pressed on Perri's inner thighs, parting the prone woman's legs ever further as she lowered her head between them. Perri bit her lip, and moaned sharply as she felt the woman's tongue enter her tight, sopping wet slit. Bucking her hips, she started to squeeze Rasia's head between her thighs as she felt her tongue dancing about her clitoris. Rasia continued to slurp at Perri's moist hole, and within minutes Perri was enveloped by a fierce orgasm, struggling to suppress her loud moans as wave after wave of pure bliss coursed through her body.

Perri was strewn on the bed panting when she heard Rasia fiddling about with something at the foot of the bed. She craned her neck to see what was going on. "That was incredible," she remarked as she started to bend upwards to see over her enormous tits.

"Oh I'm not nearly done with you yet!" she said as she fiddled with something.

"You're never done... What're you do... Oh! No way!" Perry scrambled to a sitting position at the head of the bed as she saw that Rasia had been putting in this enormous, strap-on, double dildo. "You have got to be kidding! There is no way you're putting that thing in me! It's so big! I don't even think it would fit!" Perry felt compelled to cover her crotch and her giant tits were pressed together by her arms as she placed both hands between her thighs.

Rasia calmly, yet amorously crawled up the bed, and situated herself next to Perri before speaking. "Please? If you let me do it I'll be your sex-slave for a week."

"And if I don't?"

"Then I'll blow up your boobs to the size of watermelons!" she replied, sending a spark into the air from her fingertips.

"Some choice!" Perri said, turning away.

Rasia bowed her head and then leaned in close to Perri. "I'm sorry... you don't have to do it if you don't like. I just really wanted to. I'll still be your sex slave..." she whispered as she started to nibble on Perri's ear while caressing the smaller woman's nipple.

Perri hated to admit it, but she was feeling rather turned on, and she'd liked everything so far. She finally let her libido have its way. "A... alright."

"Okay, just one thing..."

"What?"

"Could you say 'it's so big' again?"

Perri sighed, and then smirked. "It's so big! Please ram your huge cock into my dripping wet hole! I want it so bad!"

"Well if you insist!" Rasia said as she gently rolled Perri onto her stomach, and brought her to all fours.

"Doggie style?" Perri exclaimed.

"Well... yeah, I can get it in deeper that way!" Rasia said with a wink and a wicked smile.

"Ohh..."

"Oh, just relax and enjoy yourself!"

"A... all right..." Perri said as she closed her eyes, and simply readied herself to take the enormous, and disturbingly life-like dildo. She started to moan a little as she felt it pressing past her labia. She was sopping wet, and it was actually sliding in rather easily considering its girth. Perri started to moan as she felt her inner walls stretched apart further than they had ever been before she actually found it to be quite pleasurable. Perri continued to moan, and claw at the sheets as Rasia, drew back, and then pressed in again repeatedly, each time burying the dildo deeper inside of her. Soon Rasia had it all of the way in. She cupped Perri's breasts, and started to sensuously massage their plump mass as she commenced rhythmic pumping with her hips. This drove Perri wild and she moaned loudly in passion as she felt her breasts caressed, and herself stretched repeatedly over the enormous prod. She reciprocated, reveling in the sensations coursing through her body, and amplifying the motion as she moved in sync with Rasia, their breasts bouncing and jiggling wildly as they feverishly made love. Rasia had the whole time been receiving quite a bit of stimulation herself, and she was now totally given to wanton passion. She pulled Perri close to her, pressing her tits firmly against the smaller woman's back as she continued to pump in sync with her. Seconds later Perri erupted into a monumental orgasm, screaming, and grinding herself against Rasia's crotch. This was more than enough to drive Rasia over the edge, and she too exploded into rapture. The two women lied there spent and panting as the final aftershocks passed through them.

After about fifteen minutes there was a knock at the door. Rasia got up to answer it, first removing the double-dildo, and donning a much more appropriate pair of sweatpants, along with a now very brief sweat jacket. Quickly, she padded to the door to see who was there. "Who is it?" she said as she started to look through the peephole.

"It's Hanna... from the gym."

"And Cori!"

Confirming their identities through the distorted view of the peephole as she slipped on a pair of sneakers, she quickly responded: "Oh... umm... come in." Cori slipped in like a breeze as she opened the door, and immediately looked at her chest.

"You've got my rune!"

"Your what?"

"My rune!"

"What's a rune?"

"It's the thing of mine that you have!"

"What do I have of yours?"

Cori stomped her foot in frustration. "I said you have my rune!"

It was then that Hanna chimed in; "You wouldn't happen to have come across any mystic symbols imbued with magical power, have you?"

Rasia jumped, "Oh, no mystic symbols..." she said, looking away.

"What about imbuement with magical power?" Hanna said, now she placed her palm on Rasia's huge breast.

"Umm... yeah... my tazer's been doing... things." Rasia admitted sheepishly.

"Good! That means it's on your tazer someplace! Gimme your tazer!" Cori chimed as she reached for Rasia's arm.

"He... hey!" Rasia said as she withdrew. "Can't I keep it?"

Cori crossed her arms, and bowed her head as she thought for a moment. "Well... I guess, I mean I can always make another one... But only if you promise not to use it for evil!"

"No evil... What about sex and vanity?"

"Oh yeah! Sure! A rune like that is really only good for sex and vanity! Well... that and making bachelor furniture..."

"What did you make it for?"

"I wanted to make a loveseat shaped like a giant pair of boobs! And I was going to invite some people over after that and... Don't ask why..." Cori replied, looking away and shuffling her foot on the ground as she clasped her hands behind her back.

By now Perri had dressed herself, and come into the room. "Hey what's going on here?"

"These are the people I got the rune on my tazer from."

"The what on your tazer?"

"The... It's why my tazer makes boobs big," she said, thinking better of a repetition of her previous conversation.

Perry paused for a moment, and then asked: "does that mean they can change me back?"

Cori seemed a bit perplexed. "What do you mean change you back? She's obviously zapped your boobs a few times... But they're really nice!"

Perri walked over to her. "No. Can you change me back into a man? I'm supposed to be a man! I would really like for you to turn me into a man!"

"What? You don't like being a woman? I'm a woman! It's really nice! I can turn you back though..."

"Great, go for it!"

"You haven't had an orgasm have you?"

"Well... yes, a lot of them actually... why?"

"Well that's it then, you're stuck as a woman for the rest of your life."

"What?" Perri screamed.

"I'm joking! I'm joking! It's really funny! Why aren't you laughing?"

"That's not funny... It really isn't," Perry said indignantly as she crossed her arms and looked down at her breasts.

"Well now I'm not going to change you back because you didn't laugh at my joke..."

"What? Ha ha..."

"No, I'm serious."

"What?" Perri screamed again.

"No I'm not! You take things too seriously! Just let me get my rune book, you never know when you're going to need one of these things..." Cori began as she fished a tiny, leather-bound book out of her bag.

Hanna queried: "What? You can just store runes on paper?"

"Rune paper..."

"Rune paper? Where do you get all this stuff?"

"At Runes & Things..." she said as she continued to flip through the small book.

"Where's that?"

"Well they won't sell you anything without a sorcery license, but if you really want to see it you can just enter the square part of the mall and take five right turns from there."

"Couldn't I just take one right turn?"

"Well sure if you just want to go to Prunes & Things. They've got a lot of dried fruit there... But then you could always take nine right turns, and end up at Unes & Things. There's nothing in there but French numbers... they have a nice seven..."

"And just where will I be if I take thirteen right turns?"

"Waffle Hut."

"Whatever..."

With that Cori found the rune she was looking for, and pulled a small silver ring from her bag. She put the rune on the ring with a pair of rune tweezers, and handed it to Perri. "I didn't have a regular 'boy' rune, so I got you a 'boy / girl' rune, which makes that a ring of boy / girl transformation. I'm not in a regular shop setting, so it's kind of hard to dispense jewelry to you... umm here," she said, handing her the ring. "Okay, now everybody turn away..." Everyone did. "Never use it more than twice a week, and always use it at least once a week...", there was the sound of wind.

"What? Why?" Perri said as everyone turned back.

Cori had her eyes closed, and was giggling to herself. She was started to hear the question. "What? Huh...? I was supposed to vanish... Okay let's try this again. Everybody turn away again!" They did. "You could get stuck as a girl forever! Or... well... until you found another ring, and they're really pretty hard to find...", again there was the sound of wind. Everyone turned back, and Cori was still there... but she was sort of translucent. She looked down at herself. "Darn! I knew I needed a new ring of 'teleportation when no one's looking'! It's gonna take hours to get home like this," she said as she slowly became almost imperceptibly more translucent.

"You know I would have just driven you home..." Hanna started.

"That's not very mystical! What? I turned around and she'd gotten into her friend's car? That's no good... Oh well... I could just go like this if I don't vanish into thick air in the next twenty minutes."

"Vanish into thick air?"

"Well... yeah. This spell just didn't start out well enough for me to vanish into 'thin' air... with the way it's going I'll be lucky to vanish into 'unreasonably solid' air. Oh well..." she said, shrugging.

Perri then voiced a concern. "I have to use it at least once a week, but not more than twice? Considering Rasia, Alison, and Ted, that could cause problems.

"Ted 'The Tedster" Ted?" Hanna asked. Perri nodded. "He is such a jerk!"

"Don't worry about him!" A slightly more translucent Cori offered.

"Why not?"

"What ever happened to the your over-powered watch that you left on the table?" Cori offered, she then held up her left palm. "Rune of dexterity!" she said with a wink. Hanna and Cori both erupted into laughter. "Let's go, I can tell right now that I'm vanishing into 'outrightly hard' air." With that Cori and Hanna left.

"Who's Alison?" Rasia questioned, an arc of electricity welling up between her fingers.

"Umm... no one! She said no evil! Remember? Remember...

-Fin