Overfilling Cups
by The Dark Trianni

synopsis: Lori made an offhanded wish for bigger breasts, and a mysterious cat-like man offhandedly had it granted. But the deal wasn’t quite so simple, and when Lori asks for her breasts smaller again, things don’t quite work out...

	Lori gasped as she looked down at her breasts. With each breath she took, they surged outward slowly, gradually filling the cups of her bra with her soft, pale flesh. She was only after larger breasts, something only a bit larger than her natural set, not like this. She held her breath, hoping to stop the pulse of her steadily growing bust, but to no avail as they continued to grow, somehow even faster than before. "No, no no," she repeated, shaking her head. Her bra creaked against her bulging flesh, her pink areola beginning to peek up from the edge of the cup. Her hands desperately moved in front of her swelling mounds and attempted to push them back into her chest and a jolt of pleasure ripped through her body just from touching them. Lori instantly became wet, grinding her thighs together to ease the growing heat between them, but serving only to excite her more. Her small bra creaked again, more dangerously as more and more flesh bulged from all around. Her nipples had grown larger and puffier, they by themselves had begun to fill the cups as the garment continued to cry in agony. "W-what's happening to me, w-why is this happening?"

	"Because!" a voice called to her from her computer, magically having turned itself on. Lori whipped her head around, face a scarlet red at hearing the male voice coming from the speakers on her desktop. "Damn, girl, invest in a bigger monitor. You're already improving your bust, but--"

	She shrieked, raising her arms up in front of her breasts and jumped back further from her computer, looking at a strange young man with furry tiger ears, grinning at her as he knocked on the other side of the screen like he wanted to be let into her room. "Who are you! A-are you doing this to me!" she demanded, moving her arms away to show him her undulating breasts, struggling to escape her bra.

	"Yep, that's me!" he replied with a prideful smile, the same kind of look one would give while unveiling a work of art. Lori glared at him into the monitor, clearly not as pleased as he seemed to be. "Why, what's wrong? You said you wanted bigger boobs, didn't you?"

	"Yes I did, but not like this!" she shouted, "this is too big!"

	"Oh, fine," he sighed and snapped his fingers. But the reaction she was hoping for wasn't quite what was happening. Her breasts stopped their expanse, but they were still the large melon size they had just grown into over the last few minutes. "Happy?"

	"No I am not happy!" Lori continued, stamping her foot on the floor, "I wanted maybe a cup larger than I was, now I look like I'm harboring two very ripe cantaloupes in my shirt, if I can even get them on anymore!"

	His ears perked up as he looked about the room with a hungry look on his face, "Cantaloupes? Where! I love cantaloupe!" he asked, excitedly before being interrupted by Lori clearing her throat. With another sigh, the strange man shook his head. "Look, can I come in? I wanna talk, let's talk."

	Lori stared dully at him, still stuck in the monitor. "How are you even in there?"

	"Less talky, more... talky!" he scolded, bashing his elbow against the screen repeatedly, it looking and acting a lot like a sheet of plastic than a glass window. "Damn stupid," he grunted as he continued to ram the screen, "bloody, cocking new-fangled plasma screens!" With a final shove, the 'plastic' opened up like a cat door and he tumbled out, his entrance somehow appropriate with his cat-like features. "Success!" he declared, flashing a peace sign with his hand before climbing up to his feet, his white striped tail waving about very catilly. Lori stared at his ears, the very cat-like look to his amber colored eyes, and the stripes on his cheek, and cocked her head in confusion. "Now about them melons."

	Lori crossed her arms over her breasts, growing less amused by the second. "I mean," he said, reaching into his jacket pocket and slipping on a pair of large sunglasses and biting his lip to show his sharp white teeth, "dem tits."

	Her palm met his cheek in a strong slap, sending the glasses flying across the room. "I'm real happy for you, and I'mma let you finish," Lori practically growled through her teeth, "but fix this! I can't go around with these on my chest!" For emphasis, she lightly pushed her breasts forward, tightly packed in her bra, desperately clinging for its life. The feline cocked his head cutely at the gesture, still nursing his reddened cheek. Suddenly, he lunged his finger forward and slit the middle strap with his sharp claw and splitting the garment off her, her large breasts heavily bouncing and jiggling from the force. "Ah!" she cried, pressing her pals over her enlarged nipples, blush creeping over her face quickly. "What is the matter with you!"

	"Call me Dark," he replied with a cat smile.

	Her eyebrows arched angrily as she stared at this strange guy. "Okay, Dark, what do you want with me, and why are you doing this!"

	"It's a service I provide!" he explained proudly, hands on his waist and jutting his chest out. "I make fantasy a reality! One wish at a time! It's a service I made all on my own! Isn't it great!" Dark continued, his gold eyes widening in excitement like some obscure anime character.

	"No! No it's not 'great!'" Lori contested, shaking her head.

	His ear twitched and looked back to her with a bit of confusion. "Isn't it what you wanted? Bigger breasts?" the cat asked, cocking his head, as if trying to be cute.

	"We've been through this, this isn't quite what I wanted." the young woman sighed, rubbing her forehead with her left hand, her right draped across both breasts. "If this is your 'service', Dark, can't you just reverse it?" Lori asked, looking back to him, "Like take my 'wish' back and make my breasts their normal size? I don't even want them bigger anymore."

	Dark looked up thoughtfully and tapped his chin with his claw, humming to himself as he considered his options. Ultimately, he shook his head with a shrug at Lori. "Sorry, no can do, but I can make them bigger still!"

	"What!" she exclaimed, eyes widening, "N-no no, wait, no, don't do tha--" She was interrupted by her own squealing as her breasts pulsed against her arm, forcefully pushing away her cover. Lori moaned in pleasure as she arched back, her breasts throbbing and swelling with heat as they grew larger. Slowly, but steadily they spread out more across her chest, her pink nipples puffing out and resembling thick sausage links as the rest of her breasts ballooned up beneath them. "D-Dark! S-stop it! Stop! Right now!" she begged, through the pleasure as her thighs grew slick. The growth slowed to a stop, her massive breasts now rest just above her navel.

	If they were 'huge' before, they must have been nearing the 'wow' stage at this point. Lori's face grew more red as she covered herself up more with both arms. Looking at herself in the mirror, she became an even brighter shade of red. But she wasn't only embarrassed, she was becoming quite pissed off. "Look at what you've done! I can't even guess the size bra I'll have to get to cover these blimps!" She turned back to Dark, with a bit of a stumble caused by her significantly heavier mounds, forcing her to widen her stance for balance, "What do you mean 'no can do'!" she demanded, "You did this to me, you can undo it just as easily with a wave of your hand!"

	Dark's demeanor changed as he cast a glare at Lori. "Oh, you people and how you think you know so damn much," he grumbled, rubbing his temples in annoyance. "You think it's so easy? Just a wave of my hand, and poof, it's gone, right?" Lori's eyebrow raised as he went on, a legitimate look of frustration on his face. "Please tell me how simple it is to do what I do, because I would like to know! O wise salami!" the cat asked, with a bit of a bow. "You know what you're doing it seems, so, why don't you go around and wave your little hands in the air and do magic stuff, alright?"

	Lori stopped for a moment. It was magic, but just how much magic did it in fact take to do just what he's doing. Maybe it wasn't as easy as she thought. But that didn't excuse his condescendence. "Okay," she began, shaking her head, "maybe it isn't easy doing what you do." Dark replied with a firm nod of his head, arms crossed. "But I don't think the snark is really necessary. I only asked if you could reverse it, I'm not trying to argue."

	"If that's what you wanted, you should have just said so," he sighed, scratching his ear idly. "Otherwise, it seems you are trying to argue."

	Rolling her eyes, Lori supposed he did have a right, it's not like he had to do this, whatever it was; he wanted to. "Is that a yes or a no?"

	He sighed, tapping his tail to the floor irritably. "I already said no."

	"Okay then," she sneered, pulling up her sheet and throwing it over herself like a makeshift toga, "but mind telling me why?"

	"Why?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow. "I make breasts bigger, not smaller! The entire point of my service is to expand! Why even have the service in the first place if that's the case!"

	"Excuse me!" she snapped, supporting her sheet over and under her breasts and perky nipples, "This is my body we're dealing with here! Where does this cause conflict with your work! I have the right to ask you, who did this to me, to take it back!"

	Dark turned his face away from her and turned his nose up into the air. "You gave up that right when you wished for bigger breasts in the first place," he stated, "once the wish is made, there are no take-backsies, especially with me. You're not my boss."

	"That's ridiculous, it's still my body!" she argued, "I'm not your boss, but I still want these monsters off my chest!"

	"Look, the only way I'll take them off you is if I'm not happy with the result," he sighed, cleaning his ear boredly with his pinky finger.

	She groaned and clenched her fists, losing what little cool she had to begin with, as her face heat up quickly. "I can't go out looking like this, it's humiliating! No one's going to take me serious with these!"

	Dark waved his finger at her, clicking his tongue. "I'm not interested in shrinking them just because you're embarrassed by them."

	"Of all the--" Angrily, she stomped her foot and started for the cat-person, still getting used to her wobbling breasts. "It's not a matter of embarrassment, it's a matter of integrity, you pompous... Augh!" Dark rolled his eyes, shaking his head. "You said you'll take them down if you weren't happy, and that means you have that power," she reasoned, "so what's the difference between shrinking me down on your request or mine! This isn't making any sense!"

	"You just don't understand," he tutted again, shrugging.

	"And maybe I don't, but if you obviously can, why won't you!" Lori huffed as she sat down on her bed, and pressed her face into her hands. Or rather, she tried to, with her massive bust getting in the way. "I don't think even you understand! I just want you to take it all back! It shouldn't be this difficult!"

	Dark shook his head and turned back towards the computer monitor. It was clear he had no intention on listening to Lori's plight any longer, and that he was just going to let her live with her unwanted experience. "If you didn't want them so big, you should have specified," he came back with, a flick of his tail, "I only let you do it, you didn't have to make the wish, you know."

	True words, she admitted, but it was still really silly to her. "But it's a problem now, how is anyone going to hire me with breasts like this! I wanted to be successful, but I can't with these ridiculous things attached to me!"

	"So get a reduction!" he snapped back.

	"Why should I go that extra mile for something you're perfectly capable of doing yourself!"

	He simply ignored her and continued on for the monitor, and, without so much as another word, dove back into it. She grit her teeth and sat herself down in front of her computer, with no remaining trace of him in sight. "Don't you dare ignore me, Dark!" she shouted into the screen, "You'll be hearing from me until you do something about this, do you hear me!" There honestly was not much else she could do. There was no telling if her words would even reach him, or if he even cared to listen anymore for that matter, but Lori was no quitter. She would make good on her promise, and continue to fight her case with him until something is resolved. "If you can do this to me," she began, tapping her finger to her desk, "you can undo it somehow."

The End?

Not much to say here, really, just something that sprang to mind one day for a short story. Sometimes deals just go sour, eh? Let's see how long it takes for Lori to get a resolution... if she even will at all, ooooh-eeeeee-ooooooooooh... What? Perhaps the Twilight Z--Oh, what's Kanye West doing here! Huh?... You're real happy for me? And you're gonna let me finish? But "The Erotic Mind Control Story Archive" is the greatest erotic story archive of all time? Really, of all time? Really think that? Enough to interrupt me? Oh. Okay. By the way, how's Kim? Oh. Oh, okay, you gotta go? Okay. Bye Kanye. Well, that was in--... Oh what... Rich Boy? The rapper? Never heard--... Oh. Oh so that's not Kanye doing 'Dat ass'? That's you? Oh, I'm sorry, I... Yeah, I just always thought it was Kanye. No hard feelings? Aw, thanks, Rich Boy. See ya! Man, celebrities all over this pla--OH MY GOD, SEAN CONNERY!! I gotta go! Join me next time! Mr. Connery, can I have your autograph! ...What?... A pen?... ...