SAME DIFFERENCE
by tusdine

Chapter 8

As I locked up the booth, the twins asked me to take them to a clothing store that catered specifically to plus-sized women. I told them that I would have no idea where to find a place like that, but when they started naming some of the more popular chains, I realized that I had seen one as part of a strip mall in town. My confusion made a bit of sense: of course there was no way that the name of the store would use words like "large" or "fat". I found myself wondering just what sizes, and more importantly, styles of clothing would be found at this store and if it would look good on the sisters. At least I knew that anything would look great on them if it was being stretched out.

It was pretty exciting that the twins couldn't just sit in my small car like two "normal" people would. Tara sat in the middle of the back seats, so Kara and I had to push our seats up a bit to make room for Tara's long legs. There was really no other place for Tara to sit - her three-foot-wide ass greatly limited her options. Due to the sheer thickness of that ass and her magnificent height, Tara also had to bend forward for the entirety of the ride.

"You sure you're okay like that?" I asked with concern while driving, even though I couldn't do anything about it.

"Definitely!" Tara replied happily. "There's really nothing quite like the experience of being too large to comfortably fit in a car."

"For most people, that would be due to major health concerns," I joked. The girls chuckled.

"Actually, with all the extra weight that Kara and I have, I wouldn't be surprised if our BMI put us in the 'obese' category!"

Kara giggled as she hefted her wobbling milk juggs in both hands. I tried desperately to keep an eye on the road. "I can, like, never get over how great it feels to be so heavy and big, but only in one part of my body. I can't stop thinking about how it would feel to, like, wrap my arms and legs around one HUGE boobie... and not be able to reach all the way around!" All I could think about was how awful it would be if she never reached that point if I crashed the car while lost in a fantasy. I looked in the rearview mirror and noticed that Tara was biting her lower lip, wrapping a bit of her curly blonde hair around a finger, and squirming a little in her seat. Presumably she was thinking of her own variation of a growing fantasy.

"You know, Kara, you're not just growing in one area," I pointed out. "You're getting a bit curvier in the back, as well."

"Yeah, and don't think I haven't noticed!" Kara said. "It's waaay slower than my boobs, but every day, my butt gets a little more, like, sensitive."

"Just imagine how good it feels at THIS size," Tara said, stroking the left side of her massive ass and closing her eyes in pleasure, "Maybe you'll know for yourself, if you ever reach my current size." I nearly ran over a squirrel thanks to that thought distracting me.

"Same goes for you, sis," Kara teased as she turned towards the back sear and bounced her breasts in her hands, causing a storm of jiggling. A small bump in the road a moment later resulted in Kara's tits bouncing up and smacking her right in the face. Tara and I couldn't help but laugh playfully, and Kara joined in once she regained her bearings. I glanced over towards her after the laughter died down and saw that she looked a little flushed and tense. I had a pretty strong suspicion that she was greatly aroused by getting accidentally slapped by her own heavy mamms, but was trying not to think about it because of her unfortunate discomfort due to the arousal.

I started getting a little nervous when we pulled into the store's parking lot. How would everyone else react to seeing the twins? Even with "normal" measurements, Tara would draw lots of attention thanks to her height, and even if she were a foot shorter, I was sure that both girls would get stares due to being so strikingly beautiful. I didn't really care about the opinions of other people - I was thrilled just to KNOW these girls, let alone live with them and get the kind of attention I did - but I was concerned about people somehow connecting the dots back to Tara's experiments, and maybe the twins' parents' experiments. My concern must have been all over my face, because Kara commented on it. "What's up, Jim? Do we embarrass you?" She said this in an exaggerated teasing tone of voice, but I explained what I was worried about anyway.

"Don't worry, this isn't going to become a regular thing," Tara said. "We each wanted to spend time with you in a public setting, before our bodies became... well, let's say, a lot more noticeable. Since we both needed some new clothes..."

"Not that I mind being topless at home!" Kara interrupted with a giggle.

"...Well, sometimes clothing is a necessity. The weather is gradually getting colder as we head into fall, and it's not like we have extra padding all over. Not to mention the fact that I certainly don't want to spill certain chemicals on my bare skin."

"And even if the people here tell, like, everyone they know about us, who cares?" Kara asked. "What are they gonna say? 'I saw a woman with a huge butt at the fat lady clothing store'?" The sisters laughed.

I figured that Kara had a point: it's not like any rumors about the girls at their current size would exactly lead to some kind of investigation. Glancing through my windshield and into the windows of the store, it looked like all of the clientele were middle-aged or older women. Not exactly the types who would be likely to pull out their phones to snap a picture, and if they did, it would probably look closer to a blurry Bigfoot photo than any kind of conclusive proof of genetic tampering. Kara and I got out of the car, and I opened the back door to take Tara's hand and help her get out. When she emerged from the car and stood up at her full height, I was once again shocked by her size. She stood seven inches taller than me, like usual, and probably a few fractions of an inch taller than that. Her bountiful butt - which was wider than her huge hips - was just over three feet long from side to side. I loved seeing how her body tapered off into a slender upper body. Of course, Tara's upper body wasn't remotely comparable to Kara's minuscule waist and gigantic breasts, but above Tara's hips was the type of body that any woman would kill for. A thin but slightly muscular waist, a large and perky bosom, and a drop-dead sexy face framed by her long, curly blonde hair. 

Every time I looked at either of the sisters, it was like seeing them for the first time. Their stunning good looks certainly made me excited to see them, of course, but the primary reason was that they were both growing in various ways, slowly but surely. I had no doubt that they would look significantly different in a week or a month than they did now, and that thought made my heart beat faster. The sisters both seemed genuinely enthusiastic about their breast and butt growth, which in turn fed my enthusiasm. I didn't particularly dislike my own body, but I had absolutely no idea what it must be like to absolutely adore one's body like the twins did.

Of course, they weren't the only ones who adored their bodies. The twins walked ahead of me, towards the store, and I was treated to the spectacular sight of their backsides. Since Kara's sudden burst of breast development a few days ago, pretty much the only way to see her exceptionally slender waist was from behind. I wanted to wrap my hands around it and squeeze in the hopes of making my fingers touch. They probably wouldn't, not quite, but I really wanted to try. What stood out the most from this side of Kara were her breasts - not something that is often noticeable from behind, but it was impossible to not see her full, heavy, braless tits bouncing and swinging from side to side with every step. At their fullest point, each massive mamm was clearly wider than Kara's tiny midsection... and they were still growing.

As I had pointed out to her earlier, Kara's rear was also filling out at a much slower rate. If I paid attention - and I did - I could tell that her breasts were slightly bigger each day, but it seemed to take me at least a few days to notice a little bit of butt growth. I had known Kara for ten days by this point, and her shapely little butt had definitely developed in that time. I found myself wondering exactly how much as I watched her ass sway back and forth with each step.

It was difficult to focus on Kara's sexy ass when her sister's was nearby. While Kara's ass swayed back and forth, Tara's practically heaved. With each step, I could see her entire booty bob and shake, and had she not been wearing the basketball shorts, I would have seen the flesh jiggle. I needed to calm down before entering the building. That was difficult, however, since the widest part of Tara's butt was now just a little too wide to fit through a regular-sized door frame! Tara made a small gasp of surprise and pleasure before turning to the side a bit to make it through. She was blushing and had a small smile on her face. I knew she was proud of herself for growing so much, and I was very proud of her, too.

Once inside, I didn't notice any other people apart from the few customers I had seen through the window. There was also a bored-looking employee, a very overweight and acne-ridden woman in her late twenties, at the register. Upon hearing the door jingle and noticing the beautiful twins, the employee's tired look shifted to one of bewilderment. It wasn't long before the other customers noticed the girls, as well. The oldest one, a large woman who appeared to be at least in her sixties, shook her head and frowned as she put down the clothes she was looking at and left the store in a huff. The remaining two women stared in silence for a minute or two, then began quietly gossiping to each other. I'm not even sure they knew each other, but they had just found something to talk about.

Before I knew it, Kara and Tara practically dashed off to look at various clothes. Tara kept holding up huge pairs of pants and shorts to see if they could fit (or stretch around) her massive hips and butt while Kara did the same with various tops and her chest. My concern about the clothes being less than flattering seemed to be warranted, but I felt a lot better when I saw Kara holding up a far-too-small shirt in front of her swaying bosom. I really wanted to see some of these ugly clothes get utterly destroyed by the girls' growing bodies.

Each carrying a too-tall pile of clothes, the twins approached the two changing booths in the back of the store as I followed closely behind them, eager to see how they would look. Before we even reached the booths, we could clearly hear that there was a woman in each one already, and they were talking loudly to each other between the wall separating them. I sighed at their rudeness and disregard for other people - this sort of thing really bugged me on a personal level. I walked past the twins and knocked on the left booth. "Excuse me," I said, probably a little too loudly, "Will either of you be finished soon?" There was the briefest of pauses and the women continued gabbing to each other. I raised my fist to knock again, much harder, but my wrist was caught by Tara.

"No, it's okay. Let's not cause a scene," she said, wisely. I nodded reluctantly.

Kara bounced on her tiptoes, although unfortunately most of her chest was blocked by her pile of clothing. "Let's just get all of these clothes and we can try them on at home!"

I looked at her, a little confused. "What are you gonna do if something doesn't fit? You won't be able to return it if it's stretched out."

"If something doesn't fit, but it, like, doesn't rip, then I'll have to wear it every day until it DOES!" Kara said with a slightly crazed look in her eye. 

"Ooh, yes, in that case, let's get a few things that definitely won't fit... at least not in a day or two," said Tara. I really loved the way these girls thought! Kara found a relatively small camisole that looked like it might comfortably fit me (well, if I liked wearing camisoles) and got that look again.

"Oh, this looks really cute! Of course it's way too tiny. It just makes me wanna..." She took a few deep breaths. "Tara, stand behind me so no one else can see me!" Confused, Tara did as she was asked, her enormous hips and butt completely blocking Kara from view of the other people in the store.

I was pretty sure I knew what Kara was going to do. "Hey, you shouldn't--"

But it was too late. Kara whipped off the shirt she was wearing, lifting up her juggs, which then dropped down heavily, slapped against her tiny midsection, and bounced as they collided with each other. Then she put the camisole around her head and arms easily and STREEEETCHHED it as much as she could around her bosom. The poor garment just barely made it to the underside of her breasts, but once Kara let go it retracted a bit and got caught on her nipples. "Ah! That's, like, a little painful but feels so good at the same time!"

I cleared my throat. "Kara, I was gonna say that the security camera can still see you." I pointed to the camera in the corner of the store. Tara let out a big laugh.

"Haha, oops!" Kara giggled. "Guess the security guard gets a nice treat when he checks the tape!"

The stimulation and excitement must have been a little too much for Kara, because right then her nipples began hardening and extending, stretching almost through the too-tight end of the camisole. Tara sighed at her sister. "Guess we're buying that one, too. Let's hurry up so we can go home and do a little more damage in private."

Kara pulled the now-stretched out camisole off, looked straight at the security camera, winked, and blew a kiss before putting my oversized shirt back on. The twins grabbed a few more items of clothing each, almost impulsively, then walked up to the register. On the way to the front of the store, I picked up some undershirts and panties that looked like they'd look fantastic stretched out and I passed them along to the sisters (receiving a secretive wink from each one as I did) as they got ready to pay for their items. The employee had been staring, slack-jawed, at the twins the entire time they were in the store and she seemed really nervous to be actually ringing them up. She managed to complete the transaction with few difficulties, but I was shocked by how much money all of these clothes cost.

"Oh, let me at least pay for the stuff I just added to the pile," I offered. The twins smiled.

"It's totally fine, Jim," Kara said with a sly smile. "But if you want, maybe you can take a late shift sometime."

I grinned ear-to-ear. "I'm available twenty-four seven. I do expect overtime pay, though."

"Oh, I think you'll find that there are plenty of benefits to working under us," said Tara. I had the best bosses in the WORLD! This, er, initial probation period was torture, though.

I happily grabbed the many bags of clothes and we walked towards the exit. Tara was first again, and she (intentionally, I'm sure) managed to get caught by the door frame again, only she lingered there for a little bit. I got the faint impression that Tara was having a little bit more trouble fitting through the door than when she entered. Clearly jealous, Kara slapped her sister's ass - sending the giant cheek into a jiggling fit, which then caused the other cheek to shake a bit as a result - and growled "C'mon, move it already!" Tara turned and exited with us following closely behind.

As we climbed into the car - the girls squeezing in their own special ways - I had a feeling that something was missing. "Oh hey, what are you two going to do for bras?"

"We gotta get some custom-made, of course," Kara said. That was obvious to me - even Tara would have difficulty finding a comfortable bra that fit her band size as well as her cup size.

"Is this going to be your first custom bra, Tara?" I asked.

"Yes!" she replied. "I'm very excited. Soon neither of us will be able to wear anything that you can buy off-the-rack in store!"

Something suddenly hit me. "Wait a sec! If you have to get your bras custom-made, then why didn't you just get some tailored clothes that fit?"

Kara gave me a bit of a condescending look. "We will, for, like, special occasions. THESE clothes are for us to grow out of! Now hurry up so we can change!" I started the car as quickly as I could, and I barely heard Kara whisper: "When my nipples got hard, I didn't feel as icky as before..."