Just Between Friends

"You are such a lucky 8itch!"

"WHAT did you say!?" Aurelia was at her locker, exchanging her Biology textbook for AP Calculus, when she heard the garbled comment from behind her. Surprised, she turned and looked over her shoulder. Her friend, CJ, was standing behind her, teasing her hair in a small mirror that a former occupant had glued to the inside of the door.

"I said, you are such a lucky *witch*," CJ sighed and abandoned her bang adjustments. "I'll bet you can cure a bad hair day with a wiggle of your nose,"

"It doesn't work like that!" Aurelia looked around suspiciously and shut her locker with the rattling sound of cheap sheet metal and thirty year old hinges. "And SHUSH!"

"Please, this is high school," CJ flicked her wrist, her oversize bracelets rattling. "Our star basketball player is a werewolf, there's no less than four aliens and you heard about Zoe Anderson, right?"

"That sick-looking goth chick?"

"She's dating a real vampire," the two girls started walking down the hallway towards math class, CJ continuing to chatter away. "You'd think a girl that skinny would be like a juice box to one of them,"

"Fine, but I still don't want the fact that I'm a witch broadcast to the whole Senior class," Aurelia cradled her books closer to her chest. "Besides, there are very strict rules about what I can do with my powers,"

"You are no fun, you know that?" As the pair rounded the corner to Senior Hall, they passed several members of the varsity soccer team. CJ straightened her spine and thrust her breasts into the air (a maneuver she referred to as 'turning on the high-beams'). Aurelia hunched her shoulders and stared at her shoelaces. "Speaking of which, are you going to Zack's graduation party?"

"Uggh, no way!"

"Why not?"

"Because, being stoned in a swimming pool watching drunk cheerleaders flash the entire school is no way to go through life, CJ,"

"One day, your wild side is going to bust out, and then you'll be sorry you didn't listen to me sooner," Having reached the door to AP Calculus, the girls loitered by the water fountain. CJ waved her pencil in the air like a magic wand. "Do you think you could help me slim down for bikini season?"

"Goddess, you're tenacious!" Aurelia shook her head. "I've told you a million times, I am not some sort of wish-granting genie,"

"But you do have the power to change shape, to 'mould the flesh of mortals as clay'," CJ finished with a perfect impersonation of Aurelia's scholarly, British father. "That's more than enough power,"

"All the more reason to be responsible," Aurelia grinned a little at CJ's faux Oxford accent. "Imagine what would happen if my parents found out I compelled the Dark Lords of the Styx to fly from the chambers of Hecate to my bedroom, just to clear up a zit on my nose,"

"You can DO that?" her friend's eyes went wide as the second bell rang and they started walking towards the door.

"NO!" Aurelia rolled her eyes.

"Still," CJ was right behind her, whispering in her ears as they shuffled to the back row of chairs. "Think about it... Perfect hair... Bigger boobs... Eat a whole pizza and lose ten pounds...,"

Aurelia sighed and thought about it, all during the review of last week's material. It was not as though she hadn't fantasied about these things before, particularly as her consciousness hovered around her bee-sting boobs. Mother nature had flared her hips and plumped her bubble-butt, but had not bothered to spend any attention north of the equator, save for itchy armpits. Aurelia wanted giant, Neolithic boobs like the fertility Goddess on her parents' altar. Life-sustaining milk glands that would shade the earth. And everyone would notice her when she walked passed them. Boys would fall on the floor worship her breasts like devoted followers. Maybe even a few girls would too!

The young woman's head was still in the clouds twenty minutes later, so much so that CJ had to poke her in the back when Mrs. Mason called on her to answer a homework question. Embarrassed, the young woman blurted out the answer to Problem #15 and, once the snickering died down, the answer to Problem #23. Once Mrs. Mason moved on, however, Aurelia immediately forgot about class again.

Ping.

The sound of clattering plastic brought the young witch back to the present reality. A middle button from her blouse had popped off and skittered across the linoleum.

"Holy-!" Aurelia started at her chest, where a shelf of womanly flesh now jutted forward prominently, outshining CJ's 'high beams' by a couple thousand watts. Terrified, she realized that she was still growing just as a second button flew through the air. The young woman threw her hand into the air.

"Yes, Aurelia," Mrs. Mason said.

"Um, can I go to the bathroom?" There was a loud gasp as Aurelia stood up, the new weight on her chest almost causing her to tumble over her desk. Her face was burning as the entire room's attention latched onto her suddenly expansive figure. "I'm having a little female problem,"

Mrs. Mason peered at the witch through the top half of her bifocals, and her eyebrows arched in surprise. Before she could even nod, Aurelia was stumbling towards the door as best she could. She tripped over somebody's backpack and gave a boy in the front row a face full of bosom before shrieking and running out the hallway red faced.

Her flight was hampered, however, by the bouncing- the physics of which she had never considered in her various fantasies. The young witch continued to reel down the hallway as her breasts grew larger than her head, her panicked steps throwing them in every direction. Aurelia didn't even stop to consider the fate of her blouse buttons as they, one-by-one, flew to the floor.

When she finally reached the women's restroom, her blouse was wide open and her training bra was starting to cut off the circulation in the upper half of her body. Aurelia had to squeeze herself through the bathroom door sideways. Shortly thereafter, the last stitch of her bra gave way, flinging the garment across the bathroom like a rubber band shot in study hall.

"Oh, thank Goddess!!" Aurelia filled her lungs with air, now that her ribcage could expand. The smell of industrial grade cleaners never smelled so good.

Walking slowly to a mirror, the young witch took stock of the situation. The only things that had changed were her boobs, which looked ridiculously out of proportion to her long torso and skinny arms. While certainly not unrealistic, she was certainly the biggest girl in school now and, except for a morbidly obese drama teacher, probably bigger than any of the teachers.

Giving her jugs a shake, Aurelia remembered the stares from her classmates, her blouse bursting open as she bounced out of Calculus. Her nipples tightened and hardened, sending a shiver down her aching back. She looked down at the still-jiggling flesh on her chest and then the ripped bra lying on the floor. She'd never be able to cover herself. She would have to walk around topless, to drive home with the daylight shining on her soft, feminine skin. Her ears and cheeks bright red, Aurelia had never been so embarrassed... or aroused.

"Oh. Shit." Before her very eyes, Aurelia's breasts started to expand again, faster than before. Desperately trying to hold back the deluge of flesh, the witch heard somebody approaching the bathroom door. She bolted towards a stall, dimly aware of the slapping sound made by the bottom of her breasts slapping against her thighs. Unable to stand upright anymore, she fell backwards, her tail bone bouncing painfully off the toilet seat. At that moment, her boobs filled the space between her neck and her knees; in the next, they fell off her lap and started climbing up the walls of the bathroom stall.

"Aurelia?" It was CJ's voice, full of concern. "Is that you in there!?"

"CJ?" Aurelia gasped. She could feel the cold linoleum on the underside of her breasts as they crawled across the bathroom floor. "CJ, I'm scared!"

"Holy fuck!" her friend opened the stall's door just in time to see a flash flood of titty-flesh roaring towards her. "What the fuck did you do to yourself?"

"I don't know," Aurelia's growth slacked, if not ceased, as her chest overflowed the confines of the bathroom stall like a blob in a science fiction flick.. "Please, help me,"

"How?"

"You, you'll have to take some..., please?" Aurelia pleaded, the weight of her tits pressing her down against the toilet.

"Okay," CJ said after a pause. She started removing her shirt and bra. Bare chested, she fidgeted and stared at her friend's bloated chest. Aurelia's nipples were as big as a trashcan lid, with points as long and thick as coke can. "Okay, what do I do?"

"Just touch me," Aurelia strained forward, reaching out with her fingertips. She tried to push her gigantic endowments out the way, but couldn't manage to even sit up. Frustrated, she beat them with her fists. "Ouch! That wasn't bright!"

"Don't worry, I've got it," CJ bit her lower lip, closed her eyes and pressed herself, nip to nip, against her friend's breasts.

"Oh, shit!" And Aurelia knew the relief a storm cloud feels when the rain breaks. She could feel the magical growth stop, then reverse the flow into CJ's body. Having already more to start with, the other girl had already grown past a D, and was quickly passing the DD and E-cup range. Soon, they were able to share the stall as CJ swelled and Aurelia shrank to a manageable, if biologically improbable, size.

"It feels so good!" CJ still had her eyes closed as she pressed herself forward, taking more and more of Aurelia's massive glands into her own. Aurelia nodded, watching her friend's face twist into a nearly orgasmic mask. Finally, the tense, chilling arousal that had possessed her after her initial exposure cracked like a bolt of lightning, and the young witch threw back her head and released a throaty, rumbling moan.

"What are you doing?" Aurelia was still breathing heavily when CJ broke contact and the circuit suddenly stopped. Their boobs had reached an equilibrium point, and both girls were struggling to keep from falling forward. CJ turned around and dropped her skirt and panties, mooning the young witch with her bony ass. "What the fuck?"

"Trying something," CJ backed into the stall again and Aurelia felt her rub her butt against her smooth breast flesh. Instantly, the other girl's ass started to plump.

"It's working!" Aurelia was hypnotized by the sight of her friend's ripening ass. CJ stepped away again and craned her head over her neck to see. "Wow, look at us!"

"Yea," Aurelia was out of breath, managed to finally stand again. Her back struggled to hold her divine endowments upright. She was bigger than any woman she had ever seen. They moved and swayed with every subtle movement of her torso, the bottoms of her teardrops now level with her hips. She rubbed them against her face to assure herself this wasn't a dream.

"You look so hot," CJ was staring at her, even with her own body overflowing with womanly flesh. Skirt and panties still bunched on the floor, Aurelia could see her friend's hairy patch, right below her long, thick nipples.

"So do you," Aurelia took a few tentative steps forward, still adjusting to carrying a significant portion of her weight in front of her. The two girls tried to hug, but couldn't quite get their arms around each other with four mountains of boob between them, so they just held hands instead. "CJ?"

"Yea?" Aurelia released CJ's hands so that her friend could pull up her panties and skirt. The blonde girl threw her t-shirt and woefully tiny bra over her shoulder and retied her ponytail. Giggling, she rubbed against her friend again, and a new kind of electricity passed from her nipples to Aurelia's. "What's up, sugar-tits?"

"How about we cut class?" the young witch leaned into CJ's giant boobs, found her friend's plump ass with her hands. "And go get crazy somewhere,"

    THE END