The Dusk Zone

An Archived Continuous Story

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Eric

5/15/98

Rod Serling, fashionably dressed, smoldering cigarette perpetually in hand, stepped in front of the Baxter Heights Seminary School. He turns around, face solidly stern as always. "You have entered a realm just beyond the horizon..." he gestures with his hand, trailing smoke "...a realm not of sound and light.. but of mind.. yadda-yadda-yadda. You have entered, the 'Dusk Zone'."

"Submitted for your approval- an average American high school in an average American suburb. At first glance, all is normal... but, once you peer below the surface... you will notice that all is not as it seems. That's what normally happens when I'm around, isn't it?" He sucks his cigarette, pauses for dramatic effect, and continues.

"The Baxter Heights Seminary School... to the passer-by is a well-respected neighborhood institution. A school known for preparing young ladies for the rigors of higher education. Today, Linda Sheridan will discover there is more than meets the eye... as she enters a school in which all students mysteriously and slowly change in unison as the weeks go by... but being a freshman, and a newcomer, she is ALWAYS just three steps behind the others, much to her burning frustration and jealousy."

Linda walked downstairs and past her parents, who were sitting at the breakfast table. "Now, dear..." her mother stopped her just before stepping out the door. "Don't feel too nervous about starting your freshman year four months late and not knowing the other students. I'm sure you'll find plenty of friends eventually..." "Yes, mom." she droned, rolling her eyes. It was bad enough she was going to an all-girl school, and one no doubt full of snobby, stuck-up spoiled, rich brats at that. But it was even worse that she had almost no self-esteem at all as a result of her total lack of prominent female developments... so to speak. She was tired of being taunted at her old school... couldn't she, just for ONCE have breasts bigger than someone else? She didn't want to be in this town, they only moved here because her father's new managerial job at the silicone factory required him to. She let the kitchen door slam behind her as she left and started walking to school. Baxter Heights seemed like an ordinary suburbian utopia.. green, manicured lawns. Picket fences. School was quite a walk, and she hadn't familiarized herself with the route... looking down at her watch, she exclaimed "Oh great! Almost late on my first day!" she broke into a run and panted as she sped down the sidewalk... wrenching-open the door to the school, she jogged up the stairs, flung open the door and whirled around the corner. Suddenly, she bumped right into someone else, knocking both of them to their feet.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" Linda squeaked.. she began to help the other student off the floor.. and gasped. This senior's varsity cheerleading sweater was pulled almost to the breaking point around a pair of volleyball-sized breasts. The red 'B' was pulled rediculously out of shape. Linda stared, jaw-dropped. "G-g-g-g..." she stuttered. The other girl looked more than a little ticked-off... she got off the floor, brushed herself off and glowered. Linda was short... only about 5'1. This girl was at least eight inches taller... meaning her ample bosom was at Linda's eye-level.

"Look where you're going, you little retard!" she snapped down at the embarassed newcomer. Linda just gawked, feeling more poorly-endowed by the second.

"Jenny, what's going on?" called a voice from behind Linda. Linda whirled around, and literally poked her nose into another pair of equally huge hooters. Looking-up, worriedly, she saw another senior cheerleader. She, too was wearing a varsity cheerleading top... but this was one was white spandex, scandalously low-cut. Showing at least 9 inches of cleavage.

"Who the hell is THIS?" the second girl demanded, roughly shoving Linda.  Linda's eyes grew to the size of saucers, and could only stammer...

Linda managed to stammer "Oh.. my name... is.. um... gottagobye!" and ran-off towards her homeroom, leaving the two massively-endowed young ladies behind her, fuming. she ducked-into her first class.... all eyes immediately turned to the new girl. The teacher looked her up and down. "Oh, hello.... you must be.." he checked a card "Linda. well, have a seat... we've just begun. I'm Mr. Smallberries, your algebra teacher." the word 'Alge-Bra' was written on the board. odd. Linda calmed down and walked towards a vacant seat... funny.. something about the other students seemed a bit awry... they all seemed to have... Linda shook her head in disbelief... no, it couldnt be! they all had breasts the size of grapefruits! Each and every one of them. She blinked her eyes and sat down. Was this possible? Could EVERY freshman here have EXACTLY the same amount up-top? Not bloody likely... The class was dull.. just an introduction to that year's lessons... immediately afterwards, all the girls got-up in unison and left. Linda went into the hall to change to her next class. Sure enough, when she saw students of varying grades mingling in the hall, there was DEFINITELY a pattern emerging... the freshman girls seemed to have double-Ds.. the sophomores all seemed to have 'graduated' to some size which was slightly larger than canteloupes... the juniors had grown to volleyballs.... and the seniors.. they were just MASSIVE... watermelon halves it seemed?

She continued her day, highly suspicious of what was going on. none of the other girls really showed any interest in talking to her... a few snickered behind her back, but no one really seemed friendly at all. yup, this was becomming more and more like her old school.. She went home that evening feeling more miserable than when she got there. Great, at least seven more months of being a pariah. she dropped-off to sleep that night...the next morning she woke, and stumbled out of bed. stepping into the shower, she let the warm water run over her... looking down, she was thunderstruck... "Good God! I have breasts!" sure enough, she felt them to make sure she wasnt dreaming... and gasped! God, they were sensitive! And she was exactly the same size as all the other freshmen!

She was actaully quite pleased with this development, although puzzled. She wrapped the towel around her new busom, and walked back to her room, experiencing a small jolt with every step as the towel rubbed her now large nipples.

"What will I wear? Nothing will fit me!", she thought, as she went to get dressed...but, amazingly, all her bras had changed overnight to 44DD's from...well, let's not go there.

She looked at a photo of herself on the dresser...and her breasts had grown in the picture to nearly what they were now. "What is going on here?", she thought.

Linda was still puzzled as she walked downstairs...only to have her mood change from puzzlement to shock as she saw her mother, attempting to cook breatfast in the kitchen.

I say attempting to cook, because Linda's mom's breasts were now were literally the size of beachballs, and she was having trouble reaching the stove (although the design of the stove seemed to have been modified to make this easier). Her mom, however, went on cooking like nothing was unusual.

Linda nearly fainted.

"Good morning, hon!" her mom chirped. She came over and gave Linda a peck on the cheek.
"Um... hi... mom... notice anything.... different?" she began to look around the room suspiciously.
"Hmm.. now that you mention it... I seem to be running out of eggs." she peered into the fridge. "Are you looking forward to starting a new day of school?"
Linda shrugged. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad... she'd have to get used to her mom and all... her burden looked enormous! She looked down at herself. She looked fantastic... strike that... she looked HOT! Just like all the other girls at school. FINALLY, she'd be able to fit-in and not feel inadequate.

"Hi mom, sis," a high, chipper voice called, and Linda looked up, her lips parting in shock as she watched her sixteen year old brother Kell skip in, go to the refrigerator and pull out a carton of milk -- pert C cup breasts jiggling in his t-shirt as he lifted it to drink.
"No drinking from the carton!" Linda's mom scolded, waving a finger.
Kell plopped down at the table, poured cereal and started munching. Linda's eyes were drawn to his t-shirt, and she felt like passing out at the words. "Hermaphrodites rule!' it said. Kell looked up, grinning. "Wha'cha staring at?"
Linda tried to formulate an answer but only managed to sputter, "I'm late, have to get to school..." and dash out the door, eyes wide.

Something had, overnight, changed her mother into Tina Towers almost, and was in the process of making her brother a sister! It had to be the school...something about it, a disease...no, that wouldn't change the family photos. Or her brother...brother?'s t-shirt. Stunned and face flushed, she went through the morning's classes in a daze, bumping into doorways with her own new cleavage painfully. Then came the afternoon's math skills evaluation test. She could barely think straight, but was good at math, and buried herself in the work, shutting out thoughts of changed family and herself. Until her paper was graded.
"A+!" the teacher announced, producing her paper with a flourish, and plopping it onto her desk. "Very well done," she added. "I gave you a bonus for your hard work, especially with all the distractions of the second day," she said, conspiratorily.
Linda looked blankly down at the paper, then put on a good show and smiled and nodded before class let out.
She didn't miss it this time. Walking down the hall and outside she felt a sudden twisty tingling behind her nipples, and a warm heat rushed through her. THe instant her foot hit the bottom step, she saw her bonus. Her hands lifted to her breasts and hefted the weight of E cups, even as, less obvious, she felt a change in herself. She unbuttoned the top of her blouse, wanting to feel more eyes on her, as she went home.
Stepping through the front door was a reality check, slamming home the seriousness of her situation. Kell sat playing a video game in the livingroom, still in the day's jeans and t-shirt. But the t-shirt was different. Most noticibly by the DD cup breasts inside, but also by the slogan, "Girl power!" bent absurdly across it. Other subtle changes were obvious. Kell's youthful features and body were no longer remotely a brother's.
Linda had a sister. "Hi Lin," Kelly said, grinning.
"Oh, you're home?" her mom's voice called from the kitchen. And her mom walked out, making Linda feel faint. Her mom's bust had grown. A lot. She wore what was obviously a special back brace and bra beneath an oversize blouse. "Guess what? Your sister has decided to attend the same school you do." she said happily.

Linda fainted.
 
 

when she came-to.. her mother and new little sister kneeled over her, fanning air at her. Linda's mother's breasts were so huge, they were resting on top of her legs. "Good! Thank God you're all right!" her mother breathed a sigh of relief and handed her some water. Linda coughed slightly. "What do you MEAN he- i mean- SHE'S going to my school? Kell is in 8th grade!" "Not any more, hon... you know that Kelly was an excellent student at our old school, and they recommended that she get skipped-ahead one grade." "Yeah." smiled 'Kelly', "I'm going to be right in the same class as you... we can probably jointly work on projects." the doorbell rang. "Who's that?" wondered Kelly aloud, and she skipped-off, her breasts bouncing merrily. Mom helped Linda to her feet. How could she even manage to keep her balance with those huge things was an utter mystery. Kelly yelled "Lin! Someone's at the door for you!" Linda staggered over to the door. What next? She stopped... it looked like one of the girls from her class. She was a very attractive tan-skinned girl, probably of Italian descent.. a bit taller than Linda was... wearing a short, pleated skirt and a zebra-striped spandex top which hugged every curve on her already-curvy body. Linda noticed that this other girl's breasts were at least a cup-size larger than her own."Hi." she said... and held-out a notebook. "You dropped this in class." Linda took it, and looked at this girl. "Um.. thanks.. and you are..?" "Oh, I'm Natalia. Natalia Kervacious. We're in the same class." "Linda! Why don't you invite her in?" called her mom from inside. Linda gestured her in the house, not really sure what to expect. "Thanks. You're new in town, aren't you?" Linda nodded. "It must be pretty strange for you, coming to a new school and all."

"Sure is... strange. Um.. this is my sister, Kelly. She's going to be moving into our class tomorrow..." Kelly waved. "OH HI! I LOVE that outfit you're wearing! Where did you get it??" For the remainder of the afternoon, Kelly and Natalia gabbed back and forth at the speed of light... All the while, Linda couldn't stop wondering what the hell was going on. Suddenly, Natalia turned to Linda. "I heard you ran-into Jenny yesterday... Jenny Endowments... the richest, most popular senior in the school." Kelly giggled. Linda nodded, uneasily. Natalia continued. "Be careful... or she'll ruin your first year. She's the top of the ladder, so to speak." She turned back to Kelly, excited. "I forgot to tell you! I'm going to the mall tomorrow- wanna come with? I'll show you where to get some nice outfits..." Kelly squealed with excitement.

Linda wandered back to her room. She opened the door and sqwaked in surprise. There was some guy in her bed!

"Heather?" the man asked.

"No, Linda. Who he hell are you? Why are you in my bed!?" she demanded.

"Oh shit," the man said and stuck himself on the head with a trophy she kept on her dresser. He collapsed to the floor and vanished in a green flash.

Linda's mother burst into the room, jiggling violently.

"What's wrong dear? I heard you scream and then shout at someone."

"Nothing, mom. Nothing more strange than what's already happened."

"You look pale, dear. Maybe you should go outside and get some fresh air," Linda's mother coaxed.

Linda decided this was a good idea. When she stepped out the front door, however, she was greeted with an astounding sight...

The mailbox. She stared long and hard, trying to make sense of what she was seeing. Her mind just couldn't grasp it, but there it was, and it made a twisted kind of sense.
The lettering on the side read, in white print, "Normous".
She took out her student photo ID and blinked. Linda Evelyn Normous. Linda E. Normous.
"This just can't get any stranger," she decided, the ID card in a death grip.

She believe it for a whole ten seconds, until her father drove up....and flounced up to her, smiling brightly. "Hi hon! How was your day at school?" the twenty four year old girl with barely recognizable but recognizable nonetheless features asked brightly.

"Da..." she started, and the world spun, as she fainted again.

She awoke a time later, her...father? and Kelly? standing over her, concerned. It wasn't a dream.

"Uh," Linda said, standing suddenly, grabbing Kelly by the arm, and pulling her toward the door. "Sorry father, can't talk now...I'm fine, really I am...Kell...y...we've got to talk. Now."
She pulled Kelly out of the livingroom and up to her room, locking the door behind them. Her back to the door, eyes wild, she stared at Kelly, who stands biting her lower lip, looking puzzled. "Whats wrong sis?" she asks Linda.
"Whats wrong." Linda repeats blankly, struggling to fight off panic. "Kell..." she said, walking over and taking Kelly by the shoulders and turning her to face the mirror. "Take a good look and tell me if you see anything...unusual."
Kelly frowned lightly, stared at her reflection and puffed air up at her bangs, sweeping them a little with her hand. "I don't know...what? Do I have a zit or something?"
Linda groaned. If she could see the changes, know something was different, why not Kell? God, she'd just grown breasts, Kell had...changed utterly! Determined, she gripped Kelly's shoulders more firmly. "Look, see!" she almost commanded, and, deciding to try something, closed her eyes and did the only irrational thing she could think of to cover a situation like this. She spoke a makeshift incantation, remembering people doing things like that in television shows and such. "Gods and goddesses hear my plea, open her eyes to truth and let her know and see!"

At first nothing seemed to happen. Then, her eyes still closed, she felt Kelly's shoulders stiffen. Then...

Kelly SHRIEKED! A high pitched, squeal of terror, accompanied by a lurch in Linda's hands. "ohmygod, Linda, what happened to me?! Oh shit! Oh shit!" she said, trembling, staring at her cute reflection, hands flying to her breasts.

Linda opened her eyes, startled. It worked! "Don't panic," she said.

"Don't panic?!" Kelly screeched. "What the hell happened to me?!" she asked, hands flying to between her legs, jaw dropping. "I'm...I'm a girl."

She frowned. "And you grew boobs," she adds, looking at Linda's reflection suddenly.

"I noticed," Linda said, dryly, rolling her eyes.
 
 

"Crap! Now what do we do? I miss my penis." (s)he sniffled. "I didn't need to know that... But I dunno what we should do.. but, it's good that finally someone else noticed... I mean.. I thought I was going insane for a few days there..." "Well, all this started happening when we started coming to this school, right?" Linda nodded... "Yes... funny thing... I remembered growing these breasts the second day of school. Furthermore, they got a teeny bit bigger when I left. I think there's something going-on there." This was getting sick. She couldn't have TWO female fathers! Where were all the men, anyways? What good was it having E-cup boobs if there weren't any guys around to drool over you? She started feeling ever so moist down there at the thought, and had the strangest urge to go out and buy a leather microminiskirt... and maybe some- She shook her head fiercely... HAD to concentrate! She looked at Kell, who had both hands on his breasts and was caressing and kneading them faster and faster... Linda slapped him on the side of the head... "Knock it off... we should check-out the school tomorrow... we can't do it tonight." Linda sighed. "You'll just have to act... like a girl, I guess... until we figure out what's going on..." The next day, Linda and Kelly left for school together. "Ok, here's the plan... after clases we're..." "What's this plan about?" Kelly asked innocently."You remember? The plan we discussed last night? About finding out what's happened to us?" Kelly looked dumbfounded and shook her head. "Wait a minute... have you forgotten who you are??" "Um.. nope! I'm your sister... are you ok?" Linda slapped her forehead... Kell(y) somehow had forgotten the truth overnight! Suddenly, for the umpteenth time she noticed something odd... her sister had squeezed into a bare midriff tshirt which did nothing to hide the fact that Kelly's breasts were two cup-sizes larger than her own... How had she grown overnight? She felt a wave of jealously wash over her. That wasn't fair! SHE was the older sister, therefore, SHE had to have the biggest boobs! Kell wasn't even a proper female! She had JUST started to get proud of her own E-cup endowments. She stopped and turned to Kelly angrily. "Alright! HOW the hell did you do that??" she demanded, poking Kelly's prodigious chest. It jiggled like a water baloon.

"Do what? You're acting crazy." Kelly rubbed the spot on her soft breast where she'd been poked. "Don't play dumb with me.... you're 1 year younger than me and were the same size as me yesterday... how the hell did you grow bigger tits all of a sudden?" "I don't know what you're talking about! I've been lugging these things around ever since 5th grade." Kelly protested. "Is it MY fault that you're flat-chested?!" "WHAT?!" Kelly shrieked. "Come ON. It's not like it isnt obvious..." Kelly proudly swung her chest back and forth as if she was staking-out her territory. "Natalia and I were talking about it yesterday on the phone. She told me that she'd NEVER seen a girl as old as you with such teeny, small breasts. It's like you never developed or something." "These babies are ONLY two cups smaller than yours." Kelly plumped her overripe canteloupes. "Hell, most women would DIE for a set of knockers like these!" Kelly just laughed "Yeah, whatever... if saying that makes you feel better." she skipped-on ahead giggling, leaving Linda fuming behind her.

Linda clenched her fists, shaking her head. The last of her doubts of whether things were real or not left her, as she realized no dream could have anyone as infuriating as her brother...even as a sister!
She sighed. She was back at square one. A changed family, changed name...Linda E. Normous? She rolled her eyes. But she knew a couple of things. Something was changing the past, and maybe twisting reality. She'd bet anything if a scientist examined her family's DNA, it would be coded for larger breasts than a few days ago. She didn't need tests to tell Kell was Kelly all the way down to the genes. And her mother! Her mother was reflecting what her family line's genetically coded endowments were. Even if she fled the school and the town now, one day she would have grown naturally to that size, a what, M cup? She pressed lightly on her breasts and confirmed it. She was still hot and tender, natural growth going on...even if all the weirdness ended, she was destined to be that big in a couple of years.
She didn't mind...but what was causing it? And Kell! And her father...a second mother suddenly? She frowned, and diverted her path from the front door of the school. She had to find out what that was all about, even if it meant missing a couple of classes. She left school and headed to where she knew she could get answers. Home.

Her parents both gone to work, she snuck in and crept upstairs to a shelf, and pulled down the family album and scrapbook, searching through it. It didn't take long to find what she was looking for. The album and scrapbook open on her lap, looking over her breasts, she stared in amazement. Every family photo back to infancy showed Kell as a girl. She turned to the page with her father's family photos and her jaw dropped. Also a girl. The scrapbook told the tale.
Her mother...and 'mother'...had been married in Hawaii in a same sex marriage ceremony. Her former father had run a genetics lab at the time and had moved her DNA into a spermatazoa protein shell to impregnate her mom.
Linda blinked. She had two genetic mothers. Shaking her head in wonderment, she read on, through medical records showing a family history of extreme breast development.
She closed the album with an audible snap, and laid it down. Something had just rewritten her family history, as if it were lines in a script. She was Linda E. Normous, daughter of two girls with genetically extraordinary breast development. She had a sister a year younger. She thumbed through the scrapbook to the latest entries and felt faint again, but stayed conscious. A clipping from the national enquirer, showing her mother. Before her breast reduction procedure.
Closing the book, she stood and put everything away. Further delving would have to wait, she could still make it to first class if she hurried.
She had to test something.

***

Meanwhile...

Kelly could barely contain her laughter as she sat down in class, thinking over what she'd said Linda. Linda had fallen for it, hook line and sinker. She actually thought Kelly had forgotten their real history. She smiled conspiratorily and nodded to the english teacher, who smiled back. Mrs. Biggers plan had worked perfectly. Linda was still in the dark, much more so than Kelly. Kelly put pencil to paper and wrote out another correct answer on her morning pop test, and felt a subtle, almost unnoticible swelling of her breasts, and deepening of her sexy feel. She knew everything. She knew she had been Kell, typical teenage boy, brother to Linda less than twenty four hours ago. She'd known since Linda pulled her weird incantation stunt...though it wasn't magic. It had just reminded her to think of the truth, see past the history change. The knowledge had stuck. But she didn't want Linda to know she knew. Kelly LOVED her new body. She'd often teased Linda endlessly about her having been flat chested just out of jealousy of the attention their parents gave. Kell had been jealous for a long time, and this was the perfect revenge for all those times Kell had been ignored and Linda tended to by their parents.
The minute they'd gotten into town and Linda had started at the new school, Kell had started snooping. Kell had sensed something odd was up when he saw all the beautiful girls with overendowments walking around. And Kell had gone to Linda's school, secretly, to find out just what was up, and how to use it to advantage. It had been jackpot! Pulled aside by a teacher the instant Kell had stepped in, Kell was made an offer he couldn't refuse. Join the school as a student. Only one little problem had to be taken care of...and Kell didn't need to be told what it was. He'd agreed without hesitation.
The rest of the day and night had been a blur, the history change had taken Kell's memory and reshaped it into Kelly's memories...but Linda's stunt had restored it. Didn't matter. What Linda didn't know was, as the english teacher had explained vaguely but firmly, it was all a one way change. The gods themselves couldn't reverse even the slightest of what happened from attending the school. Just didn't work that way.
Kelly didn't know everything. Like the Why, or How, but knew one thing. The better your grades, the more As you got, the further away from the A's your breasts got. And that wasn't all. She smiled secretly, and checked another right answer, feeling an erotic thrill as a teensy bit more size and weight was added to her breasts, and her beauty increased proportionately. Kell had always been the better student. Outpacing Linda in the growth game would be a snap.
She snickered. Asking Mrs. Biggers to...extend special notice to their father had been a brilliant stroke, too.
 

Linda snuck back to school and into her new routine, staring about herself at the strange developments as they happened, subtly, so slowly, but visible...the better the student's grades, the larger their breasts grew. She was stunned. Why? How?
She sat running through possibilities in math class, looking for someone who might also know or perceive what was going on.
 

There was only one man who wasn't afected by this and he wanted linda badly. Mr. Small berries' son Al. He changed him self into a sexy man. You see the plan was to impregnante the whole school. and Linda was the key. He came to Linda and told her that she was his love slave, and he dressed her like a hirame girl and then did the nasty.

Linda woke up and she was married and pregnant. She was huge with Al's child.
 

Linda B-L-I-N-K-E-D and shook her head. What a wierd fantasy... Doin' the nasty with Mr. Smallberries' son? Mr. Smallberries didn't have a son... he DID, however, have a very buxom daughter who was a junior at the school, however. "Man.. I gotta get a grip on myself." she whispered.

Later that afternoon, Kelly and Natalia were in the mall, looking around a number of clothing boutiques. Natalia seemed to have a thing for wearing tight, flirty outfits. She handed Kelly a leopard-spotted spandex stop... "Here, try this on." Kelly stepped into a changing room, and squeezed-in to it. It felt like a sausage casing around her midsection! Looking down, she swore in surprise. "Damn!" This outfit REALLY made good cleavage. She felt like Anna Nicole Smith. She walked-out of the dressing cubicle, and Natalia clapped. Kelly smiled. The extra-credit work that she was doing last night caused her breasts to expand two cups larger than Linda's. However, that was a one-time only event and wouldn't happen again. Kelly just did the same work from Linda's class which she had missed the previous two days when she was a boy... Kelly was winning this race... through a bit of careful observation and experimentation, she'd managed to determine that it wasn't getting GOOD grades that caused you to grow... but the higher the grades, the larger the percentage by which you grew. Getting a 65 would cause no change at all. Furthermore, if you got grades below a 65, your breasts shrank. It seemed that every right answer on the in-class quizzes added about a gram of mass or so to her swelling bustline. Linda's skipping class that day was bound to put her even further behind. Kelly had always been the smarter of the two. "Wow! That looks fantastic on you!" Natalia chirpped, then she pointed towards the doorway of the store and spoke softly "Hey, look who's here... It's Jenny Endowments with her friends." Sure enough, just coming-in was Jenny. Far and away, Jenny had the largest boobs in school. Cheerleader, she might be... but she was a damn brilliant student, and it showed. Jenny had what looked like watermelon-halves stuffed into her varsity cheerleading tshirt. The seams were stretched to bursting, and with each passing day they got almost imperceptably larger. The school-year was still young, and Jenny still had alot of growing to do... She was with a pack of about four similarly-endowed cheerleaders, though none so impressively as herself. Natalia turned to Kelly "Let's go say hi... she and I are actually pretty good friends.. and I think you two would get-along great!"

Kell walked over with Natalia and was introduced to Jenny. They did hit it off right away and they all continued on their way,shopping at the mall. They recieved many stares since it was not every day a gaggle of girls with such large tits came strutting on down the mall walkway. As they headed down to a deserted end of the mall they came to a strange little shop. They walked in and saw an old man in what looked like a bathrobe..... Twenty minutes later they ran screaming from the shop. Two of Jenny's friend had shrunk down to a negative triple A in bra size and looked flat(ter) than boards. Jenny's other friend was now sporting four breasts all equally huge. Class would really add on to her now! Since nobody had become a male they knew that the flat girls would blossom again. "That was really weird" said Kelly. "Let's get back home quick!"

Then the four breasts returned to the normal two, albeit very large. The other girls' boobs remained the same as before, however, only the two gross unecessary boobs disappeared, so all the girls had only two boobs. "That was really weird" said Kelly. "Let's get back home quick!" she repeated, happy that no one had more than two boobs any more.

That night, Jenny, Kelly, Natalia and three of Jenny's busty cheerleader friends were talking in a nearby restaraunt. Kelly had managed to squeeze into her new spandex top and was LOVING the way her increasingly-heavy bust jiggled and swayed shen she walked. She LOVED the cleavage which seemed to get more and more alluring each day. She had been thinking... Linda missed school that day in a vain attempt to snoop around and find out what was going on. She hadn't handed-in her homework and would be marked-down for sure! Kelly's juggs on the other hand, had grown-out another quarter-inch apeice that day. She smirked at the thought of her older, spoiled sister falling futher and further behind each day. Kelly didn't know why, but it seemed that this place was driving her to compete with her sister. For some reason, she felt she just HAD to have bigger tits and better looks. Plus, she discovered today she somewhat admired Jenny. Jenny always wore tight and openly provocative outfits... but yet managed to look tasteful instead of slutty. Her breasts stuck-out a full two feet in front of her body. Since it was merely one month into her senior year, her burgeoning bosom hadn't finished growing by a longshot. Her slim waist and well-shaped rear gave her the most wicked hourglass figure imaginable. She had a voice which seemed to put men in an erotic trance. There wasn't a straight male alive who couldn't cream his jeans around her. Jenny's friends had very similar bodies and similar effects on men, but still Jenny stood head and shoulders above the rest. Kelly hoped that one day she might able to be like Jen. Plus, it would make Linda all the more miserable. "So, how do you like it here so far, Kelly?" Jenny asked as she took a sip of her milkshake. "You seem to be fitting right in." She put-down her glass on the table. There wasn't much room in front of her. "Well, *I* like it alot. Personally, I think my sister hasn't adjusted to it yet." The other girls giggled. "Your sister... I think I saw her on tv..." one of Jenny's friends quipped "It was probably on 'The Young and the Breastless'" They all erupted in laughter. "Keep in mind, though..." smiled Kelly "There's plenty of tissues in town for her to stuff with." More laughter.

That night, Linda sat in her room, studying... all of a sudden, she gasped! "Oh God! I forgot to hand-in my homework this morning!" she rushed to her dresser and yanked-out a bra. Sure enough, the letter 'D' was printed on the tab. Mocking her. "Oh shit! I've shrunk a cup!" Wow, a whole cup size for a single measly missed assignment? She began looking through her other bras. Sure enough, they were all D-cups. She sniffled back a single tear. Her gorgeous, luscious, bountiful boobs had shrunk! That tears it, gotta hit the books. Kelly poked her nose into the room, smiling. "Something wrong? I heard you yell." "Nothing!" Linda threw a pillow at her sister. "Get outta here. I have alot of work to do." "I know you do." Linda opened the door and came-in. She handed Linda a peice of paper. "I saw you weren't in this morning to copy-down the first math assignment.. so I did mine, and made a copy for you." Linda thanked her, and all of a sudden felt really sheepish. "I'm sorry I've been so... on edge lately. It hasn't been easy for me to adjust to life here." she looked down at her shrunken chest. What a difference one cup made. "Don't worry.. we're all in the same boat, I think." Kelly smiled, and left the room. In the same boat, maybe... but Kelly would be the one having the biggest floatation devices. The paper Kelly just gave to Linda didn't have one right answer on it! She stifled a laugh.

Before the pair left for school the doorbell rang. Kelly called out "Who is it?"
"It's the Maleman, I have a package for you."
"The mailman so early?" she wondered. "You can't be the mailman he doesn't show up until at least 10:00 am, it's only 7:00 now."
"Like I said I'm the Maleman, and I have a big package for you Kelly."
So Kelly, hearing the package was for her forgot her doubts and opened the door. And boy was he a Maleman. A regular He-man. And the big package he had for her was big indeed. It was easy to see the size since the Maleman was totally naked. He was hefting a penis roughly the length and thickness of a pringles can, with testicles the size of large oranges.
Kelly stared and her package. "That's all for me?" Her pussy was begining to drip as she quickly removed her clothes. "I'll be late for school," she thought, but quickly dismissed her worries,"I can make up my breast size with extra credit, because now I'm gonna put the babies to work."
Pulling the Maleman into her house and upto her room by his gigantic penis she began a fuck session which lasted and entire 12 hrs. Thus was the power of the Malemen. The only me immune to the breast growing effects and gender switching of this small town. These brave men delivered their packages everyday including Sundays through rain, sleet, snow, heat, and unexplainable events. Though he was only in his first week of training the Maleman who visited Kelly's house recieved no complaints from the women on his route.

Little did Kelly realize that there were numerous pop quizes at school that day. If Linda shrunk one cup for missing one assignment what would happen? Kelly thought she better get her "packages" delivered later or on the weekend or she would be flat as that! When Linda came home, Kelly saw with dismay that she had made up the cup plus added another two! Linda was looking SWELL! in the breast area. "Hi, LITTLE sister", said Linda as she walked in mere momemts after the maleman left.

Kelly looked at her sister's tits

" Damn! I knew I shouldn't have let you go to school without me, but wait 'til tomorrow... I'll be back in business " said Kelly

Kelly sat almost bored to tears in her health sciences class as the teacher described the functions of the male sexual organs.
"Yeah, yeah, I already know all about them," she thought, thinking back to her years as a boy. And with all the lecturing going on, and no tests scheduled for weeks, she wasn't sure how she was going to get the size of her breasts back - with a vengeance - to be larger again than her sister's rack.
As Kelly's eyes wandered around the room, he glanced upon Sheila Johnson, the thin redheaded geeky girl with the glasses who always sat in the back of the room. New to the school, she seemed hesitant to fit in, and was shunned by the other girls because of her flat chest.
Sheila was also lost in boredom, Kelly noticed before their eyes met, creating a smile and a blush on the new student's face.
About that time, the bell rang, ending the day. Kelly took the opportunity to talk to the mysterious newcomer as they walked home, and eventually the subject of the health lecture came up.
"Why were you so embarrassed when I looked your way," Kelly asked nicely?
"Oh, I, uh," Sheila stammered.
"It's okay. We're friends here," Kelly prompted.
"Okay," Sheila started. "I've never told anybody this - not even my parents - but I'm not attracted to guys. All that talk by the teacher about penises and balls and stuff was no thrill to me. I think I'm a lesbian."
Pausing for a response, and being rewarded by a look of sympathy from Kelly, Sheila went on.
"And, I have to confess, I'm really attracted to you, Kelly. You're smart, you're cute, and now I see you have an open mind. I was daydreaming about us together when you looked at me, and I ..."
With that, Kelly reached toward Shelia, took her by the hand, pulled her closer, and gave her a long, passionate kiss. Kelly, afraid she might have rushed things, started to pull back, but Sheila wouldn't let her newfound lover go and returned the kiss with even more sensuality than before.
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The next day, vice principal Jamie Richards took notice of the two young girls holding hands, then exchanging a quick kiss before separating to their classes. Checking their scheduled, she later sent a note to the health sciences teacher, who asked them both to stay after class.
"I couldn't help but notice the, uh, relationship the two of you have, and I think that's wonderful," Richards said, quickly calming down the two puzzled girls. "And I've also noticed that you both could use some growth, uh, in your grades."
Richards smiles after seeing both girls subconsciously take a quick look toward their underendowed chests.
"We're working with a, uh, research team from a nearby college that is, uh, studying the nature of intimate same-sex relationships. What I'm going to ask would likely be controversial at your age, so I want you both to keep it secret. The research team is, uh, offering cash for people to provide first-hand accounts of sexual encounters with the same sex. The encounters are videotaped for, uh, research purposes. But in lieu of cash, I was wondering if the two of you would be willing to earn extra credit points for carrying on your relationship while being taped?"
Kelly's eye's went wide at the prospect.
"How much extra credit could we earn?" she asked excitedly.
Richards thought for a second. "Well, there's no limit," she said. "We're experimenting with a new grade system with no upper cap. As things are now, a 4.0 g.p.a. is the highest you can get, but we're willing to let, uh, special students go far beyond that. I'll leave the two of you alone for a minute to think it over."
After returning a quarter-hour later, Richards knew the answer.
"We'll do it," the two girls said together, their hands clenched in desire.
"Then follow me," Richards told them as she led them down the hall to a room that neither young student had seen before. Inside the simple room was bed, a mirror, a video camera mounted on the wall and, in one corner, a metal box with a variety of panels and lights that made no sense to either Kelly or Sheila.
"Enjoy earning your extra credit," Richards said before reaching down to phone both sets of parents to let them know that the girls would involved all night in a volunteer program to help mentor at risk youths attending a slumber party.
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The next morning, Richards looked in through the two-way mirror at the two young nymphomaniac sex-kittens - which was the best way to describe them now. During the night, as the grade points accumulated, the two girls slowly went through changes they didn't notice in the heat of ecstasy. Their boobs enlarged, of course, and now both girls were blessed with mammaries that easily extended beyond five-feet in diameter. Pleasurably set into a sixty-nine position, neither Kelly or Sheila paid attention as their breasts grew beyond the edge of the bed and began to stretch toward the floor. But that wasn't all that changed. As their grades improved, so did their other physical features, so that now each had the bodies that were made for sex and nothing, absolutely nothing, else. Their facial features rivaled Aphrodite herself, with large, bright blue eyes that beckoned to intimacy, lips on a mouth that begged for the insertion of a long, hard penis, and a tongue that could probe a clit and reach deep into a pussy to fulfill the highest desires of any woman. Their long, curly hair piled high on the bed accented the curves of their body, from their perfectly shapely legs to the large sensuous asses and tiny waist on their five-foot-tall frames.
And, deep among the layers of their brains, their pleasure centers were modified so that they desired to have sex in any way, shape or form at all times, with a hunger a thousand times stronger than the worst heroin addict to ever walk a city street. They would never need sleep again, because that need would be fulfilled every time they experienced an orgasm - which, from what Richards could see, was occurring about every ten seconds.
"Leave them alone for another few hours and they'll have an orgasm every five seconds," she thought, making a quick mental calculation. "They're adapting perfectly, just like the others before them."
Meanwhile, the strange machine in the corner of the room continued to hum, the sound getting louder the more the girls changed. But, with the non-stop moaning and sounds of pleasure, you would never have heard it.

Drifter
Friday, June 26, 1998 - 4:05 PM

Kelly cried out in ecstasy, amazed at the sensations her body was flooding her mind with, and the fact that every single orgasm was more powerful than the last...instinctively she understand something had been done to her brain and nervous system so that that would be how it was, from then on. The question was, what could they possibly have planned for them now? With breasts five feet in diameter how could they even keep attending the school?
Hours passed, the sensations, the pleasure and desires impossibly increasing steadily, until finally she was no longer having discrete orgasms...the height of orgasm was her natural state, and stimulation just made it irreversibly more intense, with no limits, thanks to a heavily redesigned brain and body.
Her questions were answered hours later, when a troop of eight ravishingly beautiful but only E cup breasted girls walked in, and, surprisingly strong, lifted her breasts, rubbing her nipples and entire breast surface constantly as they did. Kelly suddenly realized what was intended. "Oh wow," she hissed at the suddenly knowledge. The girls, eyes glazed with ecstasy upon contact with her, started filling their new role in life, lifting her enormous breasts and rubbing them, causing unbearable pleasures, but letting Kelly stand and walk, albeit shakey, her nervous system ravaged by lust.
"Home, please," she ordered, and, surprisingly, they complied, the technicians and workers outside stepping out of the way reverently as she and her lover were helped out, being pleasured all the while. "Oh my goddess..." she said, looking at the expressions of worship on the faces of the medical workers and school personnel she recognized. "We...outrank them now?" she laughed, a mistake as her breasts jiggled and sent a shockwave cresting of her orgasm through her body, almost making her legs go out from under her. "Wait," she told her entourage of breast carriers, and held up a delicate, beautiful hand to still their pleasuring a second so she could think. "Arrange to bring in new families to the area, with girls and boys alike, but when the boys change don't try to erase their memories. We need more bi lovers," she ordered. "Handle the trauma by making the change itself too pleasurable for them to want to stop."
Richards nodded, curtseyed and replied, "As you wish, large one." She left to make arrangements.
"Home," she said, and resumed her trip. She couldn't wait for Linda to see what she had become.
"Yes mistress," the Carriers said, and the two at fore of her breasts started licking her nipples, driving Kelly wild.

The next morning, Linda woke up and began to get ready for school, hoping for a few more pop quiz to even her, or better yet make her bigger than Kelly. As she walked down the hall, Linda passed by Kelly's room, noticeing her door was open and she was still asleep in bed. She kept on walking when something struck her as not being quite right.
Linda ran back to Kellys room, and stared in shock at the size of Kellys knockers. Kellys head was bearly seen through the mounds of flesh that were her breasts.
Linda ran into the room, tripping over something on the floor. "ooph, what the hell??" Sleeping around Kellys bed were eight gorgues women, one of which she had just triped over. Linda picked herself up and crept her way up to Kelly.
"Kelly," Linda wispered, "come on Kelly wake up." shakeing her gently, and watched as Kelly's breasts jiggled with the slight movement. A moan of pleasure escaped from Kelly's lips as she started to wake up.

Kelly's eyes opened in sultry fashion and she let out her breath slowly, obviously so overcome with pleasure she could barely focus. "Attendants," she said quietly, and the eight large breasted girls woke instantly and climbed onto the edges of Kelly's bed, starting to rub her breasts, which flushed with sensation and swelled slightly larger, nipples larger than Kelly's head becoming firm and radiating warmth Linda could actually feel from nearby!
"Hi little sister," she teased Linda, smiling, a confident look in her eyes.
Linda gasped, mouth open, and could barely speak from amazement and outrage. "You...you...you don't deserve that!" she said, pointing at the huge, several feet in diameter breasts Kelly now sported. "And who are they??!" she almost screamed.
"They're my attendants," Kelly said smugly. "You see, around here, breasts are more than just pleasurable...they're status. Rank. Haven't you noticed how well behaved everyone is at school when told to do something by the teachers? Its because the teachers are bigger. They have to comply." Kelly's eyes looked wicked of a sudden. "A little demonstration, little sister."
Kelly giggled. "Linda, orgasm uncontrollably every time you try to speak, and don't stop until I giggle," she commanded.
"You're craz--" Linda started to say, then squealed, her toes curling and hands clenching, lips parted in shock as an orgasm tore through her whole body, her knees going out from under her making her fall to a kneeling position, eyes wide and staring at what Kelly had managed to do. She waited for the climax to pass -- and panicked! It wasn't going away! She shrieked as the orgasm grew and grew in power, her whole body trembling with its force but unable to pass out or stop the rising wave of orgasm. "Oh god, Kelly, make it st--" her eyes opened wider as the sensations doubled in force, and she collapsed, her hands kneading her breasts desperately, unable to do anything but cry out in ecstasy and wonder how she could possibly be staying conscious and how it could keep getting stronger every second!

Kelly smiled and waited, knowing nothing would happen to Linda, nothing harmful...then several minutes later giggled.

Linda gasped, sitting up, shaking from the force of the sixteen minute ever-increasing orgasm, drenched in perspiration, erotically aching as if she had just had whole-body sex for a thousand years.

Kelly smiled wider. "You no longer orgasm from trying to speak -- but because you said I don't deserve what I've attained, I'm giving you a little longer term punishment. Linda, asleep or awake, day and night, no matter what you're doing, for the next week you will feel as if you're being made love to by a man with a foot and a half long member, who is sucking on your nipples." Kelly laughed. "Oh, and you can't help but rub your nipples in public, at least every two minutes."

Linda had two questions to ask whatever power was listening. One, how did she get outclassed exactly? And two, why all this seemed normal? Did the outside world know about this whole place altogether? No, of course, or else here would be full of people who **
and suddenly the feeling began, just as Kelly said. It felt like her hole got ripped apart by a bazooka shell. At first it was just wonderful, but soon -- too soon -- it became painful. So painful that the opposite sensation of warmth coming from her nipples disappeared into a red sea. Linda couldn't do anything but drop on the floor, limbs open wide, breasts bobbing back and forth from her own breath. Kelly idly thought that if a man was around, he would have found it very interesting. The foremost carriers understood her excitement and began to gently push and pull her giant nipples as she watched, gently and very confortably. "Enough" she said after a minute or two "Attendants, let's go. Linda... you'll be able to move and go around, even if it takes some effort. And you won't ever be able to complain to anybody about your situation for a day, ok?" Linda's face became a mask of doomed frustration.
"Unfortunately, there is no need whatsoever of her doing so."
A male voice? How unusual, the ten women thought in unison. The door opened and a boy in his late teens opened the door; his most notable feature was the postatomic battle gear he was wearing.
"And who'd you be?" Kelly asked.
"Giacomino of the Malkavians" he answered, seemingly unimpressed by Kelly's frame. "You will now stop any mental control over Linda."
"No" Kelly replied shuddering and making her breasts undulate hypnotically "it is you who will now lick every square inch of me, and shut up!"
Nine smiles followed as the carriers left her breasts fall on the floor and the boy slowly moved forward, his eyes locked on the giant nipples. He knelt before the left one and spread his palm over its top, feeling its radiating heat much before that. He let his leather sack drop on the floor and began massaging the nipple. It wasn't bad at all, but Kelly demanded total obedience.
"Come on. Start licking NOW." Confident, she closed her eyes.
Giacomino stuck out what little tongue, in this enlarged world, he had, and pressed it hard where his hand used to be. He grasped the areolae to get some support and began working on the nipple. Linda watched with despair, made even worse by her brief moment of hope. Ten minutes passed, with Giacomino ramming his face and tongue on the periphery of Kelly's giant mams with precise rythm. Too precise a rythm. As the scent from the liters of juice Kelly was releasing was becoming from intoxicating to consciousness-dampening, he stopped.
"Why... did you... stop?"
Kelly's breasts however, did not. In a moment Giacomino found a soft spot about 120 cm from the rest of her body, and began hitting it with the gentle beat of his hands. Always the same beat. Kelly could now see her breasts twisting and vibrating, and not only sense it. It wasn't bad at all; it was great, but the effect was growing with every impulse.
"Welcome, lady, to the wonderful world of mechanical resonance. At this rate, your breasts will burst in about two minutes from overstrain... unless you make the solemn promise to me, that you will always give your sister a chance to... to improve I guess. Deal?"
"Deal" Kelly replied after looking at the carriers, sent into dreamland by her own pheromones and liquids. No help from there. Then she said, "Linda, you will feel yourself constantly WISHING that a man with a foot and a half long member fucks you, and you will have to rub your nipples every ten minutes. But during school the first effect won't apply and during tests, neither will."
Linda finally was able to move. Suddenly her eyes turned to the stranger in lust, but as he lowered his battered jeans and alluminium pants (!) the sight of a really tiny apparatus changed her mind. She had to get out. She had to find the man of her dreams, or more exactly, the member of her dreams. Rubbing her nipples from a sudden itching, she ran out of the door.
"Very well, mr. small" Kelly said "now when will these stop?!?"
"About a hour and a half. It will get back from frightening to pleasurable in five minutes, so enjoy. And, for the future, use the metric system: it's the global standard. I'll be around, this subculture is worth being studied."
Kelly waited for the vibration to slow down, actually the sight of her own breasts undulating, stretching and rounding, not to mention her lack of power to do anything about it -- the carriers were fast asleep -- made her wetter than before. As a small trike pickup with a plate saying HEART OF GOLD left, she waited.

Meanwhile, Linda faced a little problem: there were no men there, at least not on the street! There had to be some. There had to. A new but powerful instinct drove her to Jaimie Richard's office. Every thought of discovering more about this great masquerade was gone forever, replaced by a more important urge... When she finally reached the house, she didn't notice a small vehicle parked nearby. In the cockpit, someone was observing, and taking notes.

Linda writhed from the pleasurable agony, as the man took notes. Finally, he stepped out of the car. "Linda, come here," he called out.
"Who are you," said Linda.
"I am the Nebulator," said the man. "Afoot is the great conspiracy. On the morrow, your presence is required at the pentagon."
"How will I get there," inquired the gasping Linda.
"You'll be picked up by a hovercraft at 0500 hours. Anon the twisted serpents of evil threaten the existance of the Western Coalition of democracy."
Linda understood. "Milk will flow from the hills, drowning the unbelievers."
The nebulator nodded. "Yes, that is correct. The hour of the secret areas has struck. 51 passengers of the original flying saucer landing are planning an appearance in your hometown. We must resist!"
Linda watched as the Nebulator walked away, then flew out towards the Pentagon.
Thenext day the hovercraft from Area 51 hovered over head. Linda looked over her head and saw the hovercraft hovering overhead. She jumped in and the Nebulator tolled her that they were no longer going to the petagon.
"Where are we going, now," asked the puzzled Linda.
"I am the nebulator, and I say that we must..."
CARASH
Just then the hovercraft hit an obstacle. "The aliens are correct, we must resist!" shouted the nebulator. Linda jumped from the hovering vehicle and watched the hovercraft hover verhead. "Kayanawa" shouted Linda in the ancient tongue of Saturn. She shot lightening bolts from her forehead and attacked the bitter aliens who were trying to catch the Nebulator.
"Who are you," asked Linda to the nebulator.
"I am not allowed to tell you who I am, as national securtiy hinges oon my existence," he replied with great import.
Linda shot more lightning bolts and fled towards her bedroom, where her defeated sister lay at her mercy....

...her sister groaned, a victim of the great conspiracy. The agony of the virus coursed through her body, and she knew that the antidote was her only hope.
Linda ran for the hovercraft and loaded her sister on board, taking off for the White House. The joint chiefs would hear about the alien covert operations once and for all.

AAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!
Linda sat up in bed, the horrible nightmare running through her mind. Rod Serling, aliens, Kelly with gigantic breasts and mind control powers, bad spelling, invisable 18" dick (okay, that wasn't too bad), and it was just too unsettling.
Linda crawled out of bed and got dressed, trying to figure it all out. It was the school, she thought as she was showering, I don't know how but everything is conected to it.
She got dressed and as she was heading for the door, she peeked in on Kelly, and nearly fainted. Just as in her dream, Kelly was asleep in her bed with her two gigantic breasts covering everything else. Linda muffled a scream and ran for the front door. 'If that part of my dream was true, I don't want to see if anything else does....' she thought as she dashed across the lawn.
She got to the end of the block before she even thought of slowing down. "What am I going to do? Who else might know about this? Wait a minute...where am I going?" as she skidded to a halt. She couldn't go to school today, not after seeing Kelly like that. But where??? The mall, maybe, if nothing else to take some time to think.
Linda caught the bus and after a while got to the mall. Once she got inside, she headed straight for the food court rembering she left home before she grabbed breakfast. As she was downing a McKing burger, she felt someone tap her lightly on the shoulder.
"Who?" as she jumped in her seat and saw a mall guard stairing down at her. "Excuse me miss, shouldn't you be in school?" "I I I I I was just getting ready to go, sorry to bother you sir." As Linda tried to get up the guard gently held her in her seat.
"Sir it's not, try Mam, or not I'm not even twenty-one yet." Linda staired in shock. If this was a woman, her chest was flater than a prepubesent boys. But when she looked in her face, a beutiful oriental female face stared back at her. "Well if your wondering, My name is Sarah Daboise. And your's...." she asked.
"Linda Normous. Am I in trouble, your not going to call my folks or the school?" "No, but" Sarah said a she sat down across from Linda "I'm curious as why anyone would not want to be in a school where they give such incentives for good grades." "You know about that?" Linda asked hesitently, secretly hoping someone else saw what was going on. "Of course I do, I graduated last year." Sarah replied. And with that Linda broke down and told Sarah everyting.
Half an hour later as they were walking the mall, Linda came upon the end of her tale. Sarah shook her head, "Let me tell you something Linda. Three years ago, everything was normal. Then we got a new princapal. And six monthes after that the old teachers began to quit and new ones were brought in. And at the start of the new school year, only girls were attending. Now this may not seem strange but up to that point, it was a regular school with boys and girls. No one seemed to notice the missing guys, but the schools population didn't seem to change. No matter who I talked too, everyone rembered the school being only all girls. And then the teachers introduced the new incentive program. Grades got better, bust sizes got bigger." "But what about you?" Linda interrupted pointed at Sarah's non-existant chest.
"Well come in here and I'll show you." as Sarah motioned to a maintinence hall way, and from there an employee break room. After they got in there Sarah turned and locked the door behind her.
"Now why did you do that?" Linda asked, a little bit afraid. "To show you this." and with that Sarah unbuttoned her uniform and flashed Linda, and all Linda could do was stare in shock a Sarah's chest.
"You don't even have nipples." Linda rubbed her hand over Sarah's flat chest. "This is what happens when you fail a midterm and not be able to make over a C average for the rest of you senior year." she said with a remorsefull look in her eye. "Hell, even that old guy in that magic shop was able to do a thing about it, and you would not belive how mad that made him." as she close her shirt.
"And thats not the worst of it." said Sarah, "I am the only remaining graduate from my year living in this town. Everyone else left town for one reason or another. Some got jobs as models, went to out of state colleges, or just plain dissapered. The only difference between them and myself is the fact that by graduation the smallest bra size was H, except for me."

"There's one more problem with the school," said Sarah, "The breast growth is addictive. The more increases you get, the more increases you need. Have you noticed how the school is doing particularily well financially? That's because the graduates become addicted to these increases and continually return to the school and pay thousands of dollars for more of them. These women are slaves! There is, however, a way that you can stop them." And with that, Sarah leaned towards Linda's ear and began to whisper into it...

"You're busted," Sarah whispered, and clutched Linda's shoulder. A tingle ran through her, and she stared down in disbelief as her blouse collapsed, her breasts dwindling down to barely visible, underdeveloped bumps behind her nipples. She shrieked and looked down her blouse, seeing barely A cups, panic flooding her. "What the hell did you do?"
Sarah grinned. "A little penance on my part," she said, practically glowing as her still-open shirt was pushed to the sides suddenly by a pair of C cup breasts that faded into existence, bouncing slightly as their weight manifested. "Remember hon, its every girl for herself...and if they punish you, there's only one way to get these back...bust someone for trying to stop getting grades and growth. Ta-ta...no pun intended," Sarah said, and whirled, laughing, and left, saying over her shoulder, "I'd start studying if I were you..."

Linda started to run home in the back alleys, fearfull that someone might see her. Just as Linda dashed around The couner a Tall figure stepped in her way. Linda could not tell if the dark figure was a man or women, "I think I can help you" said the person. "your right that Kelly doesn't deserve what she has". linda stood there shocked and boobless. "Take this bottle, drink the bottle and then suck on Kelly nipples and her breasts will become yours". A bottle filled with green liquid flew into Linda's hands. "But BE carefull" said the figue as it walked away, "I don't know how long it will last". Linda stood there speechless. Then a grin apeared on her face. A piece of paper had fallen out of the strangers coat and when Linda looked at it she saw the answer sheet to the up-comeing mid-turn! Linda graped the paper, still watching the figure walk away not noticeing that she dropped the paper. Linda turned and ran home with a BIG smile.

Linda got home and went up to Kelly's room. Luckily Kelly as asleep with her eight carriers ssleeping under her massive breasts.
Linda drank the liquid in the bottle and began to suck on Kellys 2 inch nipple. Kelly moaned in her sleep and Linda looked down
and saw her breasts growing. Kelly's breast was shrinkin fast and she was still asleep! The more Linda drank the more she wanted.
She finished off one breasts and went over to the other one and began sucking madly! She couldn't get enough, She sucked and sucked
till Kelly was completely flat! Turning away from Kelly, Linda could barely walk forward as she maneged to fall beside one of the
carriers, Linda started to suck her nipples like she hadn't drank anything in years! The other carriers got up and backed into the
coner of the room. "please no.." one pleaded. "Don't take my breasts away!" Linda tried to move toward the girls but was stuck to
the floor by the weight of her HUGE breasts.

"There's another one....like her" said one of the fearfull carriers. Linda smiled for a second. "Take me to her" she commanded. The carriers fearfully picked up Linda's breasts, They were twice the size of Linda easily, mabye more and very firm. It took a while to go threw the door, a door that already had been widened for Kelly. Luckily Sheila lived close to Linda's home, Linda arrived at Sheila's house and she told one of her carriers to go and bring Sheila out. Linda waited outside, gazeing at her monster Breasts. Sheila came out with her carriers and looked shocked at Linda. Linda smiled and started to bark out orders. Soon Sheila's long nipple was set infront of Linda's mouth, Linda started to suck slowly, the power of the liquid she drank was stil in her but was fadeing. Linda moved to Sheila's other nipple leaveing her other breast at a E cup size. Sheila was now resting on Linda's breasts that were about the size of a large truck! Linda's breasts rested on the ground and reached a couple feet above her head. All she could see was her breasts in front of her. All of the carriers stood in shock. Two left to go get dumptrucks in which her breasts would be placed in so Linda could move.Linda let Sheila go with E cups and got a carrier to bring out the answers to the mid-turn and Linda stared to study the answers with another BIG smile!

Kelly sat up suddenly in bed, grinning from ear to ear. Her foolish sister Linda had actually thought she stayed asleep through the sucking on her nipples? She laughed gleefully and leapt out of bed, arms outstretched in joy, and jumped -- jumped! into the air, glad to be able to move again without the carriers. Oh, it had been fun, but no way did she want to be unable to walk even across a room without help. She laughed, and went over to look in the mirror at her flat chest. She would have to do something about that, but she knew what, and it was just good to be able to walk again.
Going to her closet she pulled out a silky, satin and silk outfit and skirt, leaving almost nothing to the imagination -- the blouse ridiculously loose -- and put it on, then snuck out of the house and to the library. She had one stop to make before she graduated herself from this weird little town...and now, she knew exactly what was going on and exactly how to do it.
Attracting disturbed stares and giggling whispers from the girls at the library, she ignored them, smirking quietly to herself at the thought that they'd be stuck here one day, and she would be able to leave, taking with her the power and influence of the place. She would be the only real graduate of this town.
She sat at a table in the corner, near a window, sunlight spilling in over her three book selections: Nymphs: an illustrated erotic study, The Succubus a horror novel, and the novelization of the movie Supergirl. A secret, knowing grin on her face, she set about her work, writing the name of the school at the top of the paper, and 'book report' below it, with her name.
Pen in hand, she set to work, awesome inspiration and her alert mind letting her write an incredible, amazing book report cross referencing and studying the three works of fiction, with comment pages on each of them; no ordinary book report, as time passed in the library and the afternoon went on, it became a lengthy series of essays, that were it a thesis would easily grant her a PhD in literature.
The work done, she laughed, and signed her name at the bottom of the last page, slipped the result into an envelope, skipped over to the mail slot and mailed it to the school...the critical action, that set things into motion.
The town's altered reality was powerful, but it wasn't smart. Not by a longshot. And she had just done a special assignment for school, unasked, but to the town's power, it didn't matter. Not a bit.
She barely made it outside before it hit her -- a rushing, surging, erotic tingling that raced up from her toes, grew in strength at her sex and shot up to strike a burning sensation in the tiny nipples Linda's breast vampirism had left.
"Oh, yes!" she said, face flushed with lust, and thrust her chest forward, urging the feeling on -- it needed no urging -- suddenly an orgasm as strong as a supernova flared inside her sex and coursed through her whole body, her toes curling with the force of it, and her skin turning pink from excitement!
The raging orgasm growing stronger, she laughed aloud as her skin started glowing, and her nipples shone with red light that burned twin holes in her silk blouse -- and her nipples grew, real, solid, forever flesh being added as her whole body poured energy into them! Reaching up she grabbed her nipples as they developed to huge, fist sized dark pink nipples throbbing with sexual energies, and her breasts started growing in behind them, weight of her breasts making her adjust her posture -- her blouse flared and turned to smoke, leaving her skin tingling in the open air, breasts bouncing uncontrollably as they grew.
The change spread rapidly, and she nearly fell as her breasts stopped growing at two feet in diameter each, enormous, pinkish, bouncing breasts held in her hands, each nipple four inches in diameter and so sensitive the slightest touch brought her to renewed orgasming.
Her hips and behind rounded more, and her entire body screamed sex in every detail and sensation!
Her remaining clothing suddenly changed, turning to a pink satin outfit with her enormous breasts exposed, nipples standing at attention, still faintly glowing, giving whole new meaning to the term headlights; she stretched luxuriously, her wavy blond hair turning sunlight golden and spilling down her back to below her hips, and a cape appearing out of nowhere, of silk, blowing in the breeze.
She smiled, afternoon sunshine striking her face and sending shimmers of gold through her hair, and thought of Linda...poor Linda. She no longer held malice against her, but wasn't going to take her with her, either. She would either figure things out, or join the community here, which wasn't terrible as fates go...
With a gleeful whirl, Kelly sent a firey orgasm through her body and lifted into the air, breasts bouncing uncontrollably as she flew up, and at an angle to take her out of town.

***

That night, hundreds of miles away from the town of her recreation, she hovered outside the window of two young lovers, and smiled wickedly, cloaked from sight by shimmering colors dancing out of her nipples and surrounding her satin clad body as she flew closer to the window and stared in at the teenage body and his girlfriend, in the throes of passion.
Her eyes flashed with pink light as she blew a kiss, and she stifled a giggle at the results.

Inside the house, the two teenagers convulsed, shrieked -- and suddenly stared at each other in shock, as both found themselves to be lusty, nude girls with breasts over a foot in diameter each, still bouncing from the force of their growth! The former teenage boy screamed, staring down at himself, and screamed again when his -- her -- and her girlfriend's breasts doubled in size again!

Kelly laughed and flew off, having been unable to resist the temptation to do that.

She then flew to a house of two gay man having anal intercourse, with a flash of light
they were then convulsing and looking at each other in horror as their breats grew and grew and
grew to about 3 feet out from their bodies. Then they started sticking their finger in their
nefound sex organs, moaning and writhing in pleasure. Kelly started to get wet and joined
in, not knowing that Linda was waiting nearby with an evil plan to overtake her sister/brother

Which involved defending herself with a piece of fruit. So she flew to a class in London about defending yourself against a man armed with a piece of fresh fruit.
".....Awwww you promised we wouldnt do fruit this week!"
"Shut up and listen"
"Sir we've done passion fruit, grapefruit, apples, oranges, pineapple, pears, pomegranetes, and mangoes in syrup!"
"Alright..............bananas!!!! We 'aven't done bananars, 'ave we?"
".......no......."
"Right! How to defend yourself against a man armed, with a banana!"
"Why cant we learn to defend ourselves against something useful, like a pointed stick?"
"Pointed stick? You want to learrrrn how to defend ourselves against POINTED STICKS do we? Fresh fruit not good enough for you, eh? WELL I'LL TELL YOU SOMETHING LADDY! WHEN YOU"RE WALKING DOWN THE STREET AND SOME PERSON COMES UP TO YOU AND ASSAILS YOU WITH A PIECE OF FRESH FRUIT, DON'T COME CRYING TO *ME*!!!"
"RIGHT! Now how to defend yourself against a man armed with a bananar. First, you convince the assailant to give you the bananar, next, you EAT the bananar. Any questions?"
"WHat if he's got a bunch?"
"SHUT UP!"
"What if he's got a pointed stick?"
"SHUT UP!"
"Now, you Mr. Apricot,"
"Harrison!"
"Right! Now you Mr. Ap-Uh, Harrison, take this banana. Good, now attack me with it. Scream!"
"Auigh."
"No no no you got it all wrong, now scream!"
"AUIGHHH!!!!!!"
"Scream!"
"AUIGHSHGHGG!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Good now have at me boy!"
"AYAUGHHHH---------" BANG!!!! (instructor shoots Mr. Harrison and eats the banana)
"Right, that's all. Class dismissed."
Satisfied with her new found knowledge, Linda continued back to the US to continue her evil plot against her siblings.....

Meanwhile, Linda was enjoying her new breasts but knew they weren't big enough yet. She got selfish, and killed all the carriers with her breasts. They were all smothered. She realized before she did this, that she hadn't drunk the whole bottle of the potion that would transfer breasts. There was still some left. She drank it. After drinking it, she finally had enough muscles to walk around. She figured, killing people would transfer their muscles to her. When she found the dead carriers under her unproportional breasts,she sucked their nipples and gained their breasts. She went to find Leonardo DiCaprio to kill him. She could just barely walk with these breasts. And she knew the world would be better off without Leo...

Story Archivist Note:
I've left these final three entries on here because they are at least mildly entertaining - but also as an example of the problems the Continuous Stories tended to run into. I've removed the half-dozen flame fests from the middle of this story, but you can see that basically some people feel it's fun to turn continuous stories into silly gibberish (or at least, sillier than usual). Doing so tends to drive real authors away, and stories die. Sooner or later, most of the continuous stories ran into this problem.

The End