First Attempt. I'm horrible at Tenses but I've done my best to keep them straight. I wrote this story about a year ago with the intent to let it sit for awhile before revising. This is part 1 and meant to set up most of the character backgrounds, so there isn't as much BE in it yet. Part 2 will make up for that and much much more I promise. Karen's Prescription Part 1. By Xodin Sunday Sep-3 Karen brushed aside her auburn hair as she unpacked the boxes in her new dorm room. The college had seen fit to assign her a single, and although it was smaller than most rooms, the privacy suited her well. Moving away from home was a big step, and she really wanted the time to get used to being on her own without being forced to meet anyone new immediately. She unpacked her bedding, and set up her sheets and fleece throws on the twin bed. Then opened her closet and began shuffling things around. She unpacked her clothes, noting that they were probably more conservative than they needed to be. Her mother had always been a harpy when it came to her wardrobe. Karen didn’t really have much of a figure. She was quite flat and thin like a pixie stick. Her mother was scared of ‘inappropriate male attention’. Karen had a mousy look to her and wished she could receive more inappropriate male attention. Without much curve to her figure or face that seemed unlikely. Continuing with the unpacking she filled the drawers of her desk with supplies. Set up a mini-fridge and microwave in the corner. She set aside a space for her books and school work on the shelf above her bed. Across the walls she pinned up a few pictures of Johnny Depp, Gackt, and Marilyn Monroe. Around dinner time she was nearly finished. The only thing left was the first aid pack her father had put together for her. Pretty standard. Some band-aids, anti-biotic, and medical tape. She noticed her mother had slipped in a prescription of birth control, the pill form. Karen sighed. She loved her mother, but sometimes she was just too much to deal with. College would be a nice change of pace. * * * Food in the cafeteria was fairly atrocious. She wasn’t expecting 5 star service, but she had kind of hoped that the concept of seasoning had at least been introduced to the staff. Someone apparently neglected this. She sat by herself, people watching. There weren’t as many clicks here as there had been on her old campus. She could identify where some of the sports frats and sororities were sitting, but that was about it. Distinctions were vaguer in college. “Can I sit here?” A blonde with blue eye shadow leaned over Karen’s right shoulder while she was looking to her left. As she turned to see the face to whom the voice belonged to she was greeted with a plump valley of cleavage almost under her nose. She tried to look up quickly. “Um, sure, go ahead.” “Thanks. I’m sort of new here, and, well, I haven’t really met anyone else to sit with yet.” The blonde, whose voice was a little high, and skin a little more tan than Karen was used to hanging out with sat down across from her. “Oh, silly me. My name’s Tammi. I just got here today.” “Ah. Same here.” Karen decided she might as well attempt to be sociable. “My name’s Karen. I just got here this morning too. My parents drove me in from Boston.” “Awesome. Mine had to fly me in from L.A. California was a bit too much for us to drive.” Looking over Tammi’s clothes pretty much gave that away. The shirt was a thin cotton tank, with a low cut showing her cleavage. She was wearing a black strapless bra underneath to hold in her mountains. Her shorts were cutoffs. Everything about her screamed California, or Dukes of Hazard. “So where are you staying on Campus?” Karen tried to redirect her attention to Tammi’s makeup rather than her indecent cleavage. “In the campus apartments, just behind the fields. My folks were a little nervous letting their freshman of a daughter room there, but my other two roommates were friends from home, so that got them to let me. I think they’re scared I’m going to host wild parties or something.” Karen gave her a questioning smirk. “Well, yeah, of course I am.” Tammi was certainly more flamboyant and flaunting than Karen, but it was a bit of a refreshing feeling to hang out with someone whom hadn’t been as study prone as herself in high-school. * * * Karen sat down at her desk. The clock on the wall read 9pm. It seemed like an awfully early time to go to bed, but the campus was dead at this hour before the school year began. For a few minutes she reviewed tomorrow’s schedule, before deciding to turn in. As she reached for the lamp she eyed the birth control that her mother left her. Palming the packet in her hand she looked it over. One pill a day, same time each day. The pills were separated into little holders. One for each day. She wasn’t really expecting to get laid, but she knew she was at college now, and ‘things’ sometimes happened. Sighing, she removed the first pill and swallowed it, checking the time. With that out of the way she turned off the lamp and went to bed. * * * Friday Sep-8 “Wake Up!” Karen mumbled something in her sleep. “Wake Up Sleepy Head!” Karen rolled over, looking up at Tammi leaning over her bed. From the way Tammi’s low cut tank was hanging it was obvious she wasn’t wearing anything under her shirt to keep her D’s in place. Karen yawned and rubbed her eyes. “Tammi. What the hell time is it?” Tammi looks at the clock. “10:30.” Karen’s eyes went wide. “In the evening silly.” Karen’s eyes narrowed. “What?” A look of confusion crossed Tammi’s sun kissed face. “Tammi, why are you waking me up an hour after I’ve gone to sleep?” “Because you’re missing a Friday night party! C’mon” Tammi started pulling on Karen’s arm, dragging the poor red-head out of her bed. “Alright alright alright, just lay off.” Karen stood up, stretching, looking for her clothes. Tammi looked her up and down. “Wow. You’re thinner than I thought you were. You need to ditch the baggy clothes girl.” Karen looked down. Oddly enough, the way her breasts were poking against her bra made her think she’d gained a couple of pounds in the last week. “My mom picked the clothes. Once my campus job at TechServices starts paying I’ll be able to go pick something more fashionable.” “The sooner the better. With a stomach like that you need to show it off more.” Karen mentally chastised that thought. She wasn’t a prude, but she wasn’t really comfortable with the idea either. Karen chose a plain white T-shirt and a pair of slacks, which Tammi seemed to approve of, albeit with hesitation. * * * The party was cramped. The music was loud. And the beer tasted awful. After a few minutes of surmising, Karen had pretty much ascertained that this was normal for a college party. Tammi introduced Karen to her roommates Jessica and Lauren. Jessica was a petite bottle blonde whom looked like she was shooting for a ‘I dream of Jeannie’ jailbait look. Lauren was more conservative. A brunette wearing slacks like Karen, but accentuated with a blouse and eyeliner. Her mere presence made Karen more comfortable but she couldn’t quite figure out why. Perhaps it was the way Lauren seemed to look her up and down, like she was sizing her up. Jessica and Tammi moved through the crowd, introducing themselves to sorority girls and entertaining frat boys alike. Karen grabbed herself some water and moved to a corner to try and relax. From the corner of her eye she saw Lauren move out of the crowd, holding a black bag. After making eye contact Lauren nodded to motion Karen to the door to her room. Once they were inside Lauren shut and locked the door. She sighed in appreciation of the silence in the room. “I hate noise. Tammi loves these parties but they usually just give me a headache.” Karen nodded, sitting on Lauren’s bed admiring the décor. Lauren appeared to be a neatness nut. The room was tidy, and everything seemed to have a place. The only thing that seemed odd was the number of women’s swimsuit posters on the walls. “Anyhow, unless you prefer the standard frat swill, I brought this over.” Lauren pulled out a bottle of hard cider from the black bag. “Well, that does sound better.” Compared to the beer, anything would have been champagne. “Alright. I’ll get us some glasses.”, which she did, and proceeded to pour them both a respectable helping. Handing Karen hers she sat down at the other end of the bed. “So how did Tammi drag you into this party?” Karen sipped her drink before replying. “She woke me up. I don’t really know anyone else here, and I figured I ought to be sociable.” Lauren nodded and took a sip of her own beverage. “Admittedly, Tammi is a little more energetic than I like.” “I know the feeling. We were friends in high school. Tammi was sort of a popular girl, and I was kind of on the sidelines” Karen felt she could relate to that. “Anyhow, we met ‘cause we did cheerleading together. If I was her friend then the other egocentrics at my school gave me less hassle.” Karen nodded. As she took a larger sip of her drink Lauren looked her up and down. “You know, you need a new wardrobe.” Karen looked down at her t-shirt. “Yeah, I do. Most of my stuff is pretty plain.” “Well there’s nothing wrong with that, but even these clothes aren’t very flattering on you. Tell you what. We’ll go shopping together next weekend. I know Tammi wants to get some new stuff for the so-called ‘East Coast’ scene. You and I can go looking for something new too.” Karen considered this. She’d be getting her first check next Friday. It’d be ideal, and she really did want to have something nicer to wear. “Sure.” * * * Fri Sep-15 Lauren drove Karen by her bank after classes before heading off to the local mall. Lauren’s van was roomy enough to move all her things to college, but after unloading it was quite spacious. They drove down the road with the windows open, and discussed where to shop. First they tried Sears, for more professional looking clothes. Then they bought a few more casual items into a specialty apparel store. Karen was happy with the blouses and skirts she purchased. “Where to next?” Lauren asked as they walked down the tiled floors of the mall. Karen looked around. It had been bothering her all this week. Her bra had been feeling tight, and it felt like all her bras were smaller than they should be. She figured she had finally started growing into a B. “Well, I think the freshmen 15 has been catching up to me.” “Uh oh. You might want to nip that in the bud before it becomes worse.” Lauren took the opportunity to eye Karen’s figure up and down. “Of course, considering how thin you are, that’s probably a good thing. What are you? 100 lbs tops?” “I was 95 before I left home. But yeah, I think a 100. My bra is tight. I think I need a new one.” “Well, we’ve got a Vic’s Secret somewhere in here.” Lauren looked around for a directory. After locating the shop they walked in. It’d been a long while since Karen had shopped here. She didn’t think she’d need a new bra anytime soon, and yet here she was. Looking around through the styles Lauren eventually pointed out a nice black lace one. It looked a little more sluttish than Karen normally shopped for, but she tried it on anyway. It pushed her breasts together, forming cleavage. It was the first time she had ever had any ‘real’ cleavage. At first she felt it was unnecessary, but there was a certain amount of pride that came with it. It was something she had never had, and to degree had envied it in other girls during high school. Karen readjusted it, prolonging the moment of decision. It really did look quite impressive compared to what she had been used to. After some thoughtful contemplation she decided to go with it. It was a little expensive, but worth it. It fit, and she felt good about it. * * * “So let me see.” Lauren tossed her bag on the floor next to Karen’s. “What?” Karen looked up. “The bra. Put it on and let me see how you look. You’ve got to be dieing to get out of your tighter one anyways.” Karen scrounged through her bag for the bra. Pulling it out she plopped it on the bed and grabbed a pair of scissors to cut the tags. As she started to undo her shirt, she became aware that she was about to undress in front of Lauren. Lauren for her part seemed to be sitting at her computer, her side to her. With that in mind Karen turned her back to remove her shirt and bra. As she did so Lauren watched her through the reflection on the glass of a framed photo on her desk. She watched as Karen unclasped her tight bra and fitted the new one over her chest. As she brought the straps around over her shoulders Lauren looked over and stood up. “Here, let me help you.” Karen could feel Lauren’s finger tips on her back as Lauren clasped the bra. Touching her shoulders Lauren twisted Karen around to see her. Karen’s proud new cleavage displayed before her. “Karen. You look amazing. This is going to go great with your new blouse.” Karen looked in the mirror. Her cleavage did look nice on her frame. Having any cleavage at all was a big improvement. It seemed more pleasant than usual to see her own reflection. “Here. Try the new skirt you got.” Lauren handed her a black skirt they picked up in Sears. Putting her thumbs on the inside of her current skirt, Karen dropped it down her pale skinny smooth legs, revealing a pair of white cotton undies. “Oh no, those won’t do.” Karen stopped as she bent over, stepping out of the skirt. She looks behind herself, seeing Lauren staring at her rear. A little embarrassed she straightened up quickly. “What’s wrong?” Lauren opens a drawer in her desk, rummaging through pairs of underwear. “Your panties. We didn’t get you anything to match your new bra.” Lauren tugged and pulled out a black thong from underneath the rest of her clothes. “Here. Try this” A look of almost terror froze Karen’s face, “But that’s a thong?!” “Yes, I know. It won’t leave panty lines for people to see when they look at your skirt.” Lauren knelt down in front of Karen, reaching her hands up to Karen’s panties and proceeded to pull them down. Karen barely knew Lauren’s intentions before her cotton panties were on the ground. She was, to say the least, embarrassed to be exposed before Lauren, but Lauren seemed nonchalant about it. Pulling the black thong up Karen’s skinny legs Lauren admireed her work. “Hmmm. It looks good, but we’re going to need to shave your bush.” Karen looked down, and wholeheartedly agreed on the inside, but also didn’t like the idea of shaving her privates. “I know I should, to wear this, but I’m not really fond of razors down there.” “Hmmm.” Lauren looked her over. “Well. I guess for now you’ll just have to make do till you sort it out.” With that, Lauren proceeded to put her own clothes and such away. Karen took the opportunity to get dressed, and made an excuse about having to study to leave Lauren’s room. Although Lauren had been very kind to her, there was still an odd feeling bugging her, and right now she wanted to not worry about it. * * * Tuesday Sept-19 “Ungh” Karen rolled over under her blankets. It was early in the morning, before sunrise, but she couldn’t sleep. Opening her eyes she focused her attention on what was keeping her awake. Down between her thighs she was wet. It had been a long time since she felt as heated and horny. Slipping a hand down under her panties she felt her nether nips. The heat coming off of them was more than she expected, but it occupied little of her thoughts. She needed to get back to sleep, and urges billowing up between her legs were interfering. It’d been some time since she had last pleasured herself, but it seemed necessary right now if she wanted to get back to sleep. Probing her lips she found her entrance and began rubbing it in circles. Motes of pleasure she had forgotten snaked their way through her body. As she rubbed harder a slight sweat broke out over her skin. She felt a pressure build for a moment, the edge of her climax, and she decided to hold off just for a moment. She didn’t know why she paused, just that she hadn’t recalled the last time she’d been so worked up, and it felt good. Her heart raced steadily. With a single finger she began working her sensitive flesh just inside her tight entrance. Within a few minutes she found herself climaxing, the release washing over her like a wave on the beach. With her hand still in her panties she fell fast asleep again. * * * Friday Sept-22 “Wow Karen, you look exhausted.” Tammi walked into the room from Karen’s doorway. Karen was leaning over a book on chemistry, mildly distracted. All week she’d been having to get herself off just to get to sleep, and at the moment it was bothering her. “It’s been a long week.” Was all Karen felt she needed to say. “You look different too.” Karen looked up. Tammi was giving Karen the once over. “Have you been working out? You don’t look as thin.” Karen had indeed noticed that her clothes were starting to get tighter. “It’s nothing. Just getting used to the college food.” “I hear ya. I swear my figure is going to go to hell.” Karen seriously doubted anything could kill Tammi’s figure. “Before I started college I was a D, and now these babies refuse to stay put in their bra” Tammy groped her own chest for emphasis. Her cleavage was deep enough to make anyone forget she was wearing a tank top. Her tits were obviously too large for the bra, but Karen suspected that had also been the case when they were D’s as well. “Anyways, I came by to drag you over to my place. Jessica and I are throwing another party, and a bunch of frat guys are gonna be there. You might get a chance to use that new chest of yours.” Karen looked down. Her cleavage was becoming more pronounced, even in the larger bra she had bought the weekend before with Karen. It now pushed up pleasantly in view from between the lapels of her blouse. “I suppose. I’m not really one for the loud music though Tammi.” “Oh, don’t worry about that. If you need to sneak away to a room on your own that’s fine. Hell, if you want to sneak away with someone else too that’s fine also.” Tammi giggled. It was hard not to feel at least a little uplifted when around Tammi. “I’d suggest you wear a shorter skirt though if you do.” Karen looked down at the skirt she had bought at Sears. Tammi herself was wearing a jean skirt that came down to only a few inches below her hips. “What’s wrong with the one I’m wearing?” She gave Tammi as inoffensive a look as she could. “Oh, well, it’s ok. I mean it LOOKS nice.” Tammi seemed to be doing her best to arrange thoughts in her head with diplomatic intent. Karen raised an eyebrow, curious to see how Tammi was going to work her way around the question. “I mean, it’s not just looks to go for of course. You want something practical too.” “Practical?” Karen was vaguely amused Tammi knew the word. “You know, you don’t just want to catch a guy’s attention.” With that Tammi turned around and leaned forward away from Karen. The bottom hem of her skirt raised up as she bent forward and revealed her pussy lips, half covered by a thin thong. “You want to make it easy for him to get at the good parts.” Tammi giggled as she looked over her shoulder at Karen’s wide eyed expression. The thong was just a scrap of fabric failing miserably at covering anything. Tammi wouldn’t have to remove it to get a cock stuffed up her cunt, and she’d probably planned it that way. “You can’t be serious…” Was Karen’s only response. She didn’t quite know what to say with Tammi exposing herself so lewdly. “Of course I am. We don’t always have a spare room to sneak off to, so if I want a quickie all I have to do is bend over for him.” She straightened up to Karen’s relief, returning to her semi-decent appearance. “I don’t think I could do that.” Karen turned her attention away from Tammi. “Well, you’re still gonna come to the party, right?” A sliver of hope was in her voice. “Yeah.” Karen said absently, trying to shift her mental gears. “Sure, I’ll be there.” * * * The party was much the same as before. Karen found herself isolating everyone else from herself. She noticed more guys were giving her stares. Checking out her legs and stealing glances at her chest. It was a little creepy, but the sensation between her thighs compelled her to recognize the ego lift it was causing as well. The noise and smoking was beginning to get to her though. Karen looked around, and failing to see Lauren, decided to try her room. Lauren was sitting at her desk, white blouse and short black skirt, staring attentively at the monitor. In many ways it was a very similar outfit to Karen’s. She turned her head as Karen walked in. “Why hello there. Hoping to escape the noise?” “Yeah, it’s pretty intense. Besides, I think Tammi has disappeared off to her room with a Hockey Player.” “Yeah, she tends to do that on a nightly basis.” Karen suspected it was more than nightly. Lauren flipped the monitor off to give Karen her full attention. “I see you decided to wear your new clothes, and bra.” Karen looked down at the cleavage displayed over the neck line of her blouse. “Yeah. It looks good, but the bra’s too small.” “Too small? Isn’t that the one you just bought?” “Well, yes, but it doesn’t fit as well as it should.” Lauren got up from her seat and walked closer to Karen for a better look. “You know, now that you mention it, it does look like you’ve put on a few more pounds. I mean, not that it looks bad, but you are looking a bit healthier compared to how skinny you used to be.” Karen had started to notice the weight gain also, but didn’t really want to talk about it. “I’m going to have to buy another bra I think.” “Yeah. Looks like. Actually, you know.” Lauren began undoing the buttons of her shirt. “If you’re almost a C cup, then you might be large enough to wear one of mine.” Karen widened her eyes a little. “You don’t have to take off the one you’re wearing.” “I really don’t mind. Besides, I’m lazy.” With her shirt off Karen could plainly see the swell of Lauren’s bust. They were smooth and milky, and from how Lauren stuffed her bra, it looked as though she was a D-Cup, choosing to wear a smaller size for the purpose of pronouncing her chest. Within a moment her breasts were free and with the bra in one hand she began undoing Karen’s shirt. Karen felt mildly embarrassed. She had technically already been nude in front of Lauren once before, but feeling her hands moving over her breasts while she unbuttoned the blouse was causing the overly zealous libido she had developed in the last week to act up. She could feel her nipples harden against her bra as Lauren removed her shirt. “Here you go.” Lauren removed Karen’s black bra, and brought her own white one up to her chest. “It looks like it will fit better.” Lauren noticed the hard nipples poking against her palms through the fabric. “We’ll just have to adjust it somewhat.” Taking Karen’s arms she slipped the straps over her shoulders and clasped it in back. With her arms around Karen’s sides her torso was close enough for Karen to feel Lauren’s breasts brush up against her own for a moment. It was a distracting sensation she had to break her mind away from. “There we are.” Said Lauren as she finished. Karen cupped her breasts in her hands, feeling how they fit into the bra. It was far more comfortable, and without a doubt she could feel their bulk being very true to the size of a C-Cup. “Wow. Thank you.” Lauren began tugging Karen’s skirt. “I see panty lines. Not wearing a thong yet?” The embarrassment at Lauren’s blunt behavior returned. The image of Tammi’s poorly covered vagina sprung to her mind. “Uh, no. I haven’t shaved down there.” Letting out a deep sigh, Lauren returned to her desk, grabbing an electric razor. “You’re not really going to…?” “Yes, WE are. It’s about time you started doing this kind of thing.” Lauren took Karen by the arms and sat her down on the floor, pushing her back against the bed and pulling her panties down her legs. The motions were quick, and Karen couldn’t quite figure out why she was permitting herself to be subjected to Lauren’s scrutiny, let alone her dominant decisions on how Karen needed to take care of herself. Least of all, she was wondering how she had allowed Lauren to convince her to spread her legs to be shaved, and most of all, why wasn’t she stopping it? Carefully, Lauren went over Karen’s bikini area, removing the hair, and leaving smooth skin behind. As her fingers moved over the area Karen could feel her libido returning. In a moment she’d be wet if she couldn’t hold it back. She desperately tried to hold back. Bit by bit Lauren removed all the hair. The razor glided over her skin, and vibrations sent shivers into the base of Karen’s spine where they incited urges. When Lauren was done, she blew gently across the bare and exposed vagina to remove the loose pieces of fuzz. Karen tried with all her might to hold back, but the cool breath was too much. Drips of her juices started to leak out. Lauren looked down with curiosity. “Karen?” Karen looked down at Lauren’s face, her gorgeous brown eyes so close to her pussy. “You’re leaking.” Without a moments pause she ran her tongue along Karen’s folds. “Oh god! Lauren!” Lauren continued to lick up and down Karen’s pussy, lapping at the juices that came from her tiny entrance. “Please! I can’t! I’m not!” Lauren paid little heed. Grabbing Karen’s thighs she buried her face in the redhead’s hot flower, suckling and licking her to an orgiastic stupor. Karen tried to close her legs but this only forced Lauren into position. “Stop it! Please S-s-stop…!” Karen grabbed Lauren’s head, but her body took over. Instead of shoving the girl away she pulled her closer, pressing the sweet face of her lover harder against her pussy. Lauren was only happy to oblige by darting her tongue in and out of Karen. Karen’s hips shook and shuddered with the sensations. Her heart pounded from within her chest. The fear, the pleasure, and the lust felt like a tide pool in her nethers, pulling her resolve down farther and farther into temptation. Her nipples hardened as a tingling feeling swept through her skin. She could feel the pleasure building up as Lauren lavished moist attention on her pussy. She felt as though her pussy lips were swollen and ready to burst. In an instant, the feelings did just that. Moaning loudly she came, but no one in the noise filled party could notice. Cumming hard she felt muscles pull and tighten in her abdomen. Juice leaked and squirted wantonly from her sex and Lauren lapped it up eagerly. “Unh..! Oh…God!” Karen could only shake and convulse. Falling to the side and onto her back Lauren took the opportunity to grope Karen’s tits as she renewed her efforts to tongue Karen’s pussy. For the next hour Karen came and came until at last her lustful haze lifted enough for awareness to pour back in. Lauren was nude in her arms, her breasts pressed up against her own. Her juices had dried against both of their entwined legs. Karen vaguely remembered losing her own clothes, but didn’t care. The warm body next to hers was soft and comforting. She’d worry about the implications of what had happened tomorrow. Right now she closed her eyes and fell asleep with a sensation of contentment. * * * Sunday Sept-24 Karen rolled over onto her side. Lauren was next her, but cuddling with her new girlfriend in the early morning wasn’t surprisingly on her mind. Coming to terms with her budding lesbian nature was easier when Lauren was around. Right now her concern was her chest. It felt heavier than ever. Pulling on Lauren’s bra she could feel it was already tight on her. Cupping her breasts in both hands she weighed them thoughtfully. They did feel heavier, and their growth this last month was nothing short of miraculous. Few things seemed to be the likely cause. Could it have been the sex? Perhaps the arousal was making her hormones crazy? Could it be the school food? The possibilities seemed plausible but not convincing. Standing up at the end of the bed her eyes caught site of herself in the mirror. Looking over her nude form she noticed that there were signs of other changes. Her hips looked wider, and her thighs seemed thicker. Reaching down to her sides she felt along her hips, but they seemed firm. Like the hip bone had grown, rather than putting on added fat. Her ass was another matter. It was certainly larger than before. She’d been very petite, but now a subtle shelf was developing back there. Pulling on her jeans she noticed how much tighter they’d become all around. For that matter, her blouse was starting to look tight too. She’d need to clothes shop again, but she refused to do it today. Her changes couldn’t have been too major. They couldn’t necessitate buying anything today that she couldn’t buy next weekend. She was sure she could make it to next weekend at least. She looked over at Lauren’s sleeping form, and felt her juices start to build. For now though, she needed to feed her pussy. It was also a change that had happened, and now it was a need that was becoming more frequent. * * * Friday Sept-29 The week had been stressful and exhausting. Classes were a blur. Karen was finding her libido overpowering her willpower to study. Lectures were boring spans of time to have to suffer through before stepping into a nearby girl’s restroom to relieve her urges. Each day she had to choose a new looser outfit, and was running out of options. She knew she was still growing, but it wasn’t until she collapsed in her room Friday after classes that she realized just how much. Sitting on the edge of her bed she stretched backwards, trying to ward off her stress. As she did so, she managed to singularly pop both a button from her blouse and her slacks. The two little discs bounced across the floor. Looking down she saw her cleavage pushing against the new space in her shirt. Further down she could see the top of her panties peeking through her split slacks. Her hips had become so wide that getting the slacks on this morning had been a major chore. Now they were ruined. Stripping she tossed aside the garments, allowing her body to breathe. The weight pulling on her chest was distracting. Both hands cupped her breasts. She didn’t begin to guess how large they were. At least another cup since the previous weekend, but even that seemed under-exaggerated. Letting one hand slide down between her thickened thighs she decided she had time to play before meeting Lauren for their weekend together. There was something odd though. Pleasurable but odd. She squeezed her thighs together, noticing it again. Things felt…cramped down there. Karen looked down over the curve of her breasts to between her legs where her hand was grasping the source of the odd sensation. With wide eyes she looked upon the lips of her own pussy, and how large they had swollen. Not just outward, but so much that it seemed liked her vagina had actually stretched upwards and downwards almost an inch in both directions. The thickness of her pussy alone is what was causing the sensation of pressure between her thighs as her legs pressed together. The oddest part though was situated up between her nether lips. Ordinarily Karen could rarely feel her clit press outwards, even when aroused, and yet there it was, pushing upwards between her pussy lips like a proud digit giving her the thumbs up. She hesitated for a moment, but decided to press her fingers deeper. Feeling around she could tell that her entrance itself had not widened with the swelling. If anything, she felt tighter. The entrance having much less give than it used to. “What is going on?” She couldn’t figure it out. The breast growth, the weight gain, the increase in sensitivity, her heightened libido, and now her vagina was growing bigger too. Wait? Weight gain? Karen stood to look in the mirror. Her waist had maintained the same width since she started college. How could she gain weight everywhere but there? The frazzled concern was pushed from her mind as she began studying the changes in more detail. Feeling around her swollen lips led to fingering herself. Fingering herself led to falling back on her bed. Failing back on her bed resulted in raising her legs up in the air imagining Lauren being merciless. For the moment her fears faded as pleasure forced it’s way in. * * * Lauren’s jaw almost dropped when Karen finally came by. Lacking any other option, Karen had decided to wear a skirt, but her larger ass and hips had forced the skirt to ride higher on her thighs than she had anticipated. Up top she was wearing an old T-Shirt, but the poor fabric was never meant to be stretched so tight. It led to the bottom of the t-shirt being higher on her abdomen than normal. What was once baggy and conservative had become nearly a skimpy tank top. “Karen, wha, what happened to you?” Lauren could only gape in perverse confusion at the sight of her girlfriend. “When I last saw you Sunday you were, were…” “Thinner” was the only response Karen could give. She tried to hold back her tears. She felt like her own body was running away with herself. Like she was losing control. The fear chilled the back of her mind. Walking up to her, Lauren put her hands on either side of Karen’s waist. “This doesn’t look any bigger.” She moved her hands over Karen’s hips and then up to cup the mounds that were straining at Karen’s shirt. “But these are just, Karen what happened?” “I don’t know. I’ve been growing ever since I got here, and I can’t figure it out.” Tears welled up in her eyes. In Lauren’s room she undressed so Lauren could see the rest of her changes. Lauren spent some time looking her over. The moment she touched Karen’s breasts she could see the effect it was having on her. Within a few moments Karen was squirming on Lauren’s bed. “It’s so difficult to ignore. I don’t understand it. I was never this interested in sex before.” “Sometimes the body goes through odd growth spurts. Your hormones are probably just out of it a little due to the stress of college.” Lauren tried to calm her girlfriend down. “Look. You’ll level out in a month or two. Until then you can probably borrow some of Tammi’s bras and clothes. It’ll be alright.” Lauren held her close as Karen cried. * * * Friday Oct-6 Each morning of the next week was harsh on Karen. Every morning she felt fuller and bigger. Her pants continued to strangle her thighs, and this only made it more unbearable on her clit. In the evenings she visited Lauren for support. She tried to convince herself that she needed Lauren to help her feel better emotionally, but she knew deep down that she needed her to quench the sexual urges she was suffering. By Friday even Tammi’s bras weren’t enough. An expanse of pale white flesh bulged out the top and bottom of her bra. Karen, Lauren, and Tammi sat together, looking over Karen, trying to figure things out. Tammi unhooked Karen, allowed her breasts to bulge free of the garment. “My gosh. They aren’t sagging like I thought they would.” Tammi looked over Karen’s breasts. The globes were quite full and didn’t sag to the sides. They were round, and managed to form cleavage without the help of the bra. Topping the ends of her breasts were two proud nipples as thick as finger tips pointing out and up. Her areolas were stretched several inches. Overall it looked as if someone had affixed a pair of cantaloupes to Karen’s chest. Lauren tried to stay calm and professional, even though the sight was enticing her to react otherwise. “Karen, are you on any new prescriptions?” Karen blinked. “Oh god. I’m on this new birth control.” She looked at the other girls. “Could that be it?” Tammi shrugged, “Some girls do grow bigger when they’re on birth control. I did. But I don’t think I’ve ever known anyone to grow this big, or even this fast.” Karen sighed. She slumped in her seat, which only made her breasts jiggle more. “And I don’t understand my hips. I swear, some nights I feel like my bones are literally cracking as they grow.” Tammi moved forward. “Stand up.” Karen did so. Grabbing the edges of Karen’s shorts Tammi pulled them down, greeted by a white thong. “I didn’t know you wore thongs.” “I don’t.” Karen sighed again. Tammi looked around and saw how Karen’s ass had finally grown enough that it was impossible for even granny panties to look like anything other than skimpy underwear. “Look, Karen, I’m thinking it might be a good idea for you to stay with Tammi and me, outside the dorms. I don’t want you to have some kind of seizure or something if your hormones are off.” Lauren tried to sound sympathetic despite her arousal. With some reluctance, Karen agreed. She didn’t mind being closer to her girlfriend, but she definitely worried about the effect it would have on her work being so distracted all of the time. * * * “What are you doing?” Tammi leaned over Lauren’s shoulder as Lauren rummaged through Karen’s bag. “I’m performing an experiment. While Karen is fetching her stuff from the dorms, I want to see if I can sneak a few of her Birth Control pills, aha!” Lauren removed the bottle of pills and removed five. Tammi eyed the bottle. “What’s your experiment then?” “I’m gonna grind these up and slip them in some mashed potatoes. She’ll have them for dinner tonight, and we’ll see what effect they have.” “Isn’t that a little dangerous?” “Well, if they don’t work, then the worse she’ll be is a case of morning sickness tomorrow.” Lauren pocketed the pills. “And if they do work?” Tammi gave her a questioning look. “If they do work” Lauren licked her lips. “I’m going to have a lot of fun.” * * * Saturday Oct 7th (Morning) Karen tossed and turned in Lauren’s bed. She felt hot and the sensation of pins and needles were passing all over her skin. She felt hypersensitive and the feel of the blankets were keeping her awake. Eventually the sensations reached her genitals and began to burn. She sat moaning loudly and waking Lauren. Lauren rolled over to see her girlfriend masturbating with both hands in her panties. Karen’s figure was noticeably fuller. Her nightshirt looked tight over her breasts, and it seemed as though her hips and thighs were taking up more room on the bed than they did when they first went to sleep. The most striking sight though was Karen’s obvious enthusiasm and need to get off. The poor girl was shaking and breathing hard. Her hair stuck to her forehead soaked in sweat as her blood boiled with hormonal intensity. “Karen?” “Lauren… *gasp*… Help me… I… I … have to cumm *gasp*.” Lauren’s libido prodded her to accept the lust laced plea for pleasure. Grabbing Karen’s shoulders she pushed the girl down onto her back, letting her nude body cover Karen’s plush breasts and thighs. Sliding down her figure she kissed her way past Karen’s navel, encountering the girls nether lips sooner than she anticipated. Taking a good look in the dim light Lauren was surprised to see how full and thick Karen’s pussy had swollen. Running her fingers up and down the folds they seemed truly monstrous, almost large enough to hide her delicate hand on their own. Just above she felt Karen’s clit. It took was thick and large, almost twice the size of her thumb. She pinched it and Karen’s large thighs shook. Lauren then noticed that Karen’s legs and hips had indeed thickened, yet oddly her waist was no wider before. It just curved up into those huge breasts that looked even larger than they were yesterday. Karen moaned and shook as Lauren traced her sex with her fingertips. Determined to fully explore her, Lauren began fingering for her entrance. It was difficult. Somehow her entrance had remained small and tight and the thick labia made it difficult to see. After a moment she felt her finger slip inside. Karen moaned loudly as the sensation of the minor penetration spread through her hips. With effort, one finger at a time, Lauren managed to stretch Karen’s cunt, and then stretch it some more. She pressed four fingers into the tight pussy, slowly but forcefully until she was up to her knuckles. Karen felt like she was being split apart, but the pleasure wouldn’t let up. As Lauren managed to get her knuckles inside Karen felt a jolt burst inside her, shaking her hips. Her muscles tightened and she pressed her hips forward instinctively trying to fuck. As Karen felt the sensations take hold she tried to calm down. Her breathing was speeding up, and she was aware somewhere inside her head that not all was right, but at the moment she was enjoying this new sensation of being fisted. She desperately wanted to remember every moment of it. Lauren pressed her thumb against the palm of her hand and pushed. Karen’s tight entrance almost seemed to deny her, but then suddenly the whole fist was swallowed up, sunk deep inside Karen’s thickly swollen flower. Karen felt like her tummy would burst. There was so much tension inside, but she didn’t dare let go. Every muscle in her pussy tensed trying to hold onto that fist. Slowly twisting and pulling, Lauren fisted her girlfriend. To poor Karen she felt like her hips were being stretched apart from within. Her only pleasured instinct was to grip the invader between her legs with as much veracity as she could muster. Her own hands grasped at her tits, feeling them firm up. As Lauren fisted her, pushing her body up and down the bed, her tits bounced and began to slap her chin. Karen felt heat pouring through her whole body. She felt tingling and itchy as her skin stretched. Her abdomen tensed with pleasure and her vaginal muscles eagerly gripped Lauren’s fist. The skin over Karen’s breasts was growing tighter. They were firming up as they swelled ever so surely. Down below Lauren watched with surprise as Karen’s pussy slowly grew. Her juices were starting to flow out around Lauren’s fist. Slowly but surely her pussy lips swelled larger, swallowing more of Lauren’s wrist. After an hour of forcing Karen to orgasm relentlessly, Lauren could see that her pussy had grown at least an inch all around and it seemed like the swollen lips were refusing to shrink back. Karen rolled over. She was seeing double, and her mouth was dry. Her crotch felt pleasured but numb. Her hormones were beginning to settle down, but she felt so damn thirsty. “Please. I need something to drink.” For the moment she seemed too delirious to observe her new endowments. Lauren rushed to the kitchen. At first she grabbed a glass and began to fill it with water. Pausing she looked at the glass, and then began to pour it back into the sink. Thinking better, she grabbed a nearly full gallon jug of milk from the refrigerator and began grinding more birth control pills into it. Returning to her bedroom she found Karen nearly passed out, idly fingering her swollen pussy. Helping her up and handing the jug to her. Desperate Karen grabbed the jug and began gulping it down. It tasted odd to her, but her thirst was too much to bear. Gulp after gulp she took, little dribbles of milk running down her chin and neck soaking her strained nightshirt. Lauren watched Karen’s breasts. They looked like melons threatening to tear the thin fabric apart. Her cleavage could be seen as the buttons strained and diamond shaped holes appeared where the shirt was pulled taught. Gulp after gulp Lauren swallowed the milk, trails of it dribbled down her chin and spilled into her cleavage. She felt as if she had a vast space inside her demanding to be filled. It ached all the way from her pussy to her tits, and her thirst demanding satisfaction. She felt the milk soaking her shirt but she didn’t care, she was too dehydrated to care about anything but finishing off the gallon of milk. But the tightening sensation of her shirt was beginning to poke the back of her brain. Reaching with one hand down Lauren found her own clit and began massaging it between her fingers, watching her girlfriend’s breasts slowly enlarge before her eyes. It was an agonizingly slow expansion, but none-the-less real. Lauren felt absolutely giddy with lustful intentions and possibilities. Suddenly a button failed and popped off. Followed by another and another until her breasts burst free from the shirt. Small trails of milk dripping down over the growing expanse of flesh. Karen finished off the jug and set it aside. Her heavy breasts swayed back and forth. Pussy juiced was splayed all across the insides of her thighs. Her tummy protruded like a pot belly, full of the milk she’d just drank. She gasped for air, her large chest heaving and bouncing her tits. Lauren fingered her own pussy desperately, watching Karen’s engorged body sway side to side seductively before the poor girl fell backwards on the bed to sleep. Lauren climaxed and came around her fingers. Gingerly she licked them clean while watching Karen sleep. She thought about things. Many things. She cracked a smile at her good fortune, and began to plan for when Karen would wake up and see the changes in her body. She’d have to get Karen’s prescription refilled immediately, and get one of her own of the same brand. End of Part 1 If you want a Part 2 please leave comments on the Rate Me page.