“Yes, mom, I'm fine.” Aela spoke to her mother via cell phone while walking to her dorm. “Look, I just have to get a C or higher on the next exam, then I'll be fine for the quarter, ok?” Her mother continued to talk, worried by her daughter's nonchalant attitude towards her education. “Ok, ok, I will. I'll study. Extra hard, I promise. I love you, I gotta go, bye.” She hung up, then continued to stare at her phone as she walked to her dorm.

Tweeting, facebooking, tumblr, reddit, imgur; all in the palm of her hand. Aela loved it all, and she could never get enough. Her long red hair got blown around in the breeze, but she payed little to no attention, her eyes glued to her cell phone. Average height, average cup size (B-cups), average grades, nothing stood out about Aela. Except her unending addiction to technology. Some might have seen this as unhealthy or mind-numbing. But she used it to her advantage. Aela was a business major, studying mostly in social media, psychology, and the lot. She wanted to make it big, start a new trending tool that would sweep the globe.

She had yet to put any thought into what this thing might be.

As she headed home, her eyes still sweeping across the lit screen of her phone, she took an alternate route, unnoticed by her. Headed down a dark and untraveled alley, it got darker and quieter as she moved onwards. She still took no notice. Two men, over in a corner, spoke in hushed tones in dark clothes. They looked over at the girl: bright red hair, cute face, short pink skirt with a bright yellow shirt and bright pink hoodie. They smirked. They muttered something to each other, then went inside a building nearby.

Aela had noticed nothing, still tweeting, commenting on facebook posts, browsing the various tumblr blogs and seeing what she could find. It was then that she bumped into a wall.

“Oomph!” She grunted, then looked up. The alley was dark, there was no opening to the sky. She looked around, but the only source of light was her phone. “Wait a minute...where am I?” She looked around, getting a bit frightened. It was just then that the wall in front of her began to hum. She turned to face it, full of curiosity mixed with fear. After the humming reached its loudest point, the screen flashed to life, a bright green alighting before her eyes. “Woah...” Aela stood in marvel of the large, lit up wall. She brought her phone up to her face and turned on the camera. Just as she took a picture, the screen turned a bright white. Aela felt a tremendous tingle rush into her body. She squealed loud, the sensation getting too great for her. Before she knew it, everything went black.

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Aela's eyes fluttered open. She glanced around, her sight still blurry and her mind still groggy.

“What...what happened?” She brought a hand to her head as she propped herself up on her shoulder. Taking a look around, she finally figured out that she was in her dorm, alone. The light made lines across the floor, flitting in from her blinds. She coughed a bit, turning to the side of her bed. She looked down, studying herself. She brought her hands to her body.

Still just as average, no bruises or scratches. She rubbed her chest, her breasts having a slight tingle in them, but nothing appeared to be wrong.

“Weird...what...what was I doing before I passed out?” She stood, still dressed in her skirt and hoodie. She looked around, still breaking out of her waking haze. She shrugged it off and turned on her phone. She flicked to facebook to see if there were any updates (there always were), then tumblr, then twitter to check on the usual things. It was then that she noticed something...odd. She paused, then took a glance at her body. She focused on her breasts, for the tingle had gotten a bit more...intense for some reason. She blinked, not believing the feeling she was having, quite new and strange. “Huh...feels kinda good. Wonder why...?” She shrugged again and continued to surf through all of the sites she had on tab. But she couldn’t escape the tingling, now becoming sort of itchy. Aela took another look down and couldn’t help but think that her breasts seemed...bigger?

She gasped and dropped her phone, seeing that she was definitely larger. Her breath bringing her chest upwards and down, but every so often they wouldn’t go down as far as before. “What the hell?” She went down to pick her phone back up, but as soon as she had it in her grip, the feeling consumed her again, becoming more and more intense the closer she got to her phone. “Unh!” She moaned suddenly, unable to contain it. She saw that her once B cups had now hit C cup territory, becoming noticeably larger than before. 'Oh God...what is happening?” She switched her phone off and ran to her door, confused and hysterical.

As soon as she took a step outside, she was greeted by her roommate Shyanne. Shyanne was frantically texting and bumped into Aela's chest with her phone. Aela let out a big moan, her breasts giving a big spurt forward, becoming almost D cups, grapefruit in size. Shyanne looked up at her roomie with a quizzical look, the impact not enough to knock her over.

'Uhh...Aela? You ok?”

“I...I don't think so Shya...I think my boobs are...I think they're getting bigger...” Shyanne just stared at her, a blank expression on her face.

'Well whoop-de-doo for you, Aela. Have fun with those.” She turned on her heel and continued down the hall. Aela thought Shyanne had always been jealous of her. She was in no way mean spirited, but Aela tried to avoid talking about her image around her, as Shyanne rarely wanted to participate in those conversations. Aela glanced down at her massive bust, her cleavage now poking out of her collar.

“What...is causing this...?” She walked out towards the lobby of the building, where other students lounged, studying or goofing around. Stepping carefully, Aela moved out. Stepping near a student typing on their laptop, she felt the tingling hit her again, her bust beginning to slowly lurch forward in her shirt.

'You're fine Aela, you're just seeing things. Everything is ok, its all in your head.” She stepped past the student on the laptop, attempting to reach the door to get outside, mostly out of panic and confusion. She was near the exit, when she lost her balance and fell to the floor. She groaned, cursing her clumsiness, then stood, stumbling back towards the flat screen tv and landing in the chair. Luckily, she was alone in this portion of the room, but the TV was left on. As she sat, regaining herself, she felt the tingling begin to rush into her again, and her bust swelled once more, the fastest it ever had. She looked down at her chest, now a full DD, then the TV, then back at her chest.

“So...um...” She stood and walked slowly to her room, still very disoriented. Managing to make it to her room, she closed the door and sat on her bed. The tingling was gone, but she stared skeptically at her softball sized mams. She pulled out her phone and turned it on. Slowly she pressed it towards her bosom. As she did, she felt the tingle rush into her once more. She moaned and pulled her hand away, the swelling in her boobs coming and going fast.

“So...my phone? No wait, the tv did too...hmm...” She put the pieces together rather quick. “Anything technology and my boobs just...grow? That's insane! Why is this happening? A dream right? Got to be, no way something like this is happening.” She sat on her bed for a second and stared at the wall blankly. She looked back down at her phone after a bit and began surfing the web, only to feel her boobs slowly plumping up. She quickly shut it off. “Ok, not a dream, not a dream!” She sighed, then set her phone to the side. “What am I gonna do?” Glancing on her phone, she curled her fingers up into a fist on her bed. “Don't...just...don't do it...” Being the addict Aela was, she found it very difficult to stay away from her phone. “You don't know how long this will last. Just...wait the day out. I can't be busting out of my shirts, I can't just...I don't need...” Muttering to herself, not making much sense, Aela felt herself reaching for her phone again, switching it on and opening the browser. Feeling the pressure and pleasure building inside of her again, she thrust it aside, nearly hitting the wall with it. “NO!” She inched away from it on the bed. “Dammit.” Realizing she probably wouldn't be able to do so well on her own right now, Aela stood and went to her door, preparing to go out and get some fresh air.

She rushed to the door, wanting to hurry and get out of the building as soon as she could to prevent any more mishaps, she flung the door open and bumped into Shyanne as she darted out. Shyanne stumbled back, her face buried in her phone, not noticing the new busty Aela colliding head first into her. Her phone was flung into the air, and managed to find its way into Aela's cleavage. “Oh, jeez, sorry about that Aela!” Shyanne apologized sincerely, then stared at her roommate and dropped her jaw. All Aela did was stare down in shock and horror as her chest began to once again expand.

“Oh God, no!” She rushed back into her room, feeling the pleasure at the highest it had ever been. The phone sunk deep into her cleavage, becoming unseen in the vast amount of flesh. Her breasts lurched quickly forward, past E into F in no time, reaching the diameter of CDs. She reached in to grab the phone, but pulled away after a strike of euphoria washed over her after touching her bare flesh. “Ohhh...unnhh...” She collapsed on the bed and struggled to reach down into her bosom, her breasts rapidly plumping into H cups, the size of her head. She finally got it out, and flung the phone to the side.

Shyanne looked over at her in disbelief, staring at her engorged gifts as Aela subconsciously rubbed them up and down, feeling the last bit of pleasure leave her. “Umm...ok?” She bent down and picked up her phone, closed the door, then sat in the chair near her. “You alright Aela?” Shyanne brushed her short brown hair out of her face, adjusting her glasses afterwards, making sure she was seeing clearly.

“Does it look like I'm ok Shya?” Aela grimaced as she sat up on the bed.

“That's a loaded question, isn't it?” Shyanne said, semi-jokingly.

“What? Shyanne, I'm being serious. This isn't good.”

“Why not? They look nice to me.” Shyanne leaned over and gave them a squeeze. Aela flinched and leaned back. Having someone else touch them was a completely different feeling than her own. Far better than her own, to be perfectly honest.

“Not really a time to be joking, Shya.” Aela grimaced, heaving herself up again. They were heavy, she had just registered that. She didn't recognize how much stress it was putting on her back at first, but now she felt the slight ache hit her. “Damn...ok, I never minded being a bit bigger Shyanne.”

“Ah, now the truth comes out.” Shyanne joked again.

'But look, I never wanted them gigantic. D cups maybe, but this is...its just weird. This kind of stuff doesn't just...happen, it caught me off guard.” Shyanne nodded.

“No, I get it Aela. Its definitely weird, no arguing that. What do you think is causing it?”

“Technology, apparently. Of any kind. TVs, computers, phones...”

“Jeez, that’s rough...”

“Telling me. I don't know what I'm gonna do.”

“Your phone is practically glued to your retinas.” Shyanne joked.

“Shut up!” Aela laughed and smiled, then glanced at her phone. Her smile soon faded, thinking of what may happen if it were on. “What am I gonna do? I can't hide in my room my whole life...isolated from...everything.”

“Look, maybe its just a one day thing, y'know? Too much radiation or something weird like that? Seriously, I can't tell you what's going on, but its not exactly normal, and there probably isn't a normal solution. I'll start looking up if anything else is going around like that, since you kinda...can't right now...”

“Oh, thank you Shyanne!” Aela wobbled over and gave her friend a quick hug, squishing her melons into Shyanne's face.

“Dmmnt Mnntnn itnn” Aela leaned back

“Huh?” Shyanne smiled.

“Nothing, nothing. I'm gonna get some rest now.”

“I think I'll join you on that one. My next class isn't for another few hours. And with everything that just happened, I need some rest.” Aela and Shyanne both slipped into their own beds and nodded off, Aela struggling and shifting around as she tried to get comfortable.

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Aela awoke again, still rather tired and sat upright once more. Her boobs dragged her down, and she had to straighten her back as well as she could. She grabbed for her phone, out of instinct, and noticed it wasn't there. She dug around trying to find it, needing to know what she was missing, getting edgy. Seeing it was nowhere in sight, she looked at the white board that her and Shyanne put in the room to leave notes for each other.

'Hey Aela,

Just wanted to let you know, I took your phone with me. Wanted to prevent temptation, ya know? :P Anyways, gonna be in the library if you need me, ok? Gotta finish that history b.s. See ya later!

-Shyanne'

Aela sighed, knowing it was for her own good. She sat on her bed and waited, exploring her breasts with her hands. They were soft, plump and jiggled whenever she pushed too hard. Not as sensitive as they were when expanding. She thought while she sat there.

'I can go a few days without my phone or whatever. Not that hard. I'm fine, yeah.' She continued to play with her boobs, if not a bit harder, but she didn't recognize it. 'But...shit, what about Katie? Did she respond to my comment yet? ...no, no its fine. It can wait. ...but what am I supposed to do now? I don't have any books, really. Guess I could write. Or study. I did promise my mom I would do that.' She began pulling out books from her desk and opened them. After about 5 minutes of looking though them, her mind began to wander, thinking about posts and statuses that she could be seeing right now.

“Damn. I just...keep it together, Aela.' She continued to look through the pages, but her mind kept pestering her. “But...I mean, they haven't grown at all today. Maybe Shyanne was right, maybe it was just for a day. Maybe I'm fine, I'm cured, I don't care, I need to go!” Aela tossed the book aside and rushed out, her breasts flopping and bobbing side to side. Rushing as fast as her body would let her to the library, getting gawks and stares from any passers by.

Finally bursting into the library, she slowed down, not wanting to disrupt the peace, She walked into the computer lab, searching high and low for Shyanne.

She didn't notice the faint wobble her breasts were letting off.

Still wandering up and down, finally stumbling upon Shyanne in the large computer lab.

“There you are!” Shyanne looked up, her eyes widening when she saw Aela.

“What the hell are you doing here Aela? DO you know where you are?”

“Yeah, yeah, computer lab. Look, I think you had a point with the whole “only lasting for a day” thing. I think I'm fine now, can I have my phone back please?” Shyanne was hardly listening. She couldn't keep her eyes off of Aela's chest, which was trembling uncontrollably.

“Umm...Aela. You sure you don't...feel something?”

“No? Why?” She glanced down at her chest, still the same size as it was before. She then looked around at the dozens of computers up and running, the students on their phones, others on their laptops. She then felt it. The pressure. Building slowly within her as her breasts shook independently of her body. “Now that you mention it, there is a-” Before she could finish her sentence, her breasts ballooned two cup sizes to J cup. Shyanne and Aela looked at each other, both with worry in their eyes.

'Well...that can't be good.”

There was a rush just then, a slow trickle slamming into a heavy flood of endorphins that rushed into Alea. She squealed, not caring about where she was. Her breasts made another great leap in size, still shaking madly. Now L cups, the size of beach balls, Aela fell to her knees, unable to keep her composure. Everyone around her took notice as her melons grew to the size of bean bag chairs in no time at all, her growth seeming periodic as they wiggled and writhed uncontrollably.

“Shyanne, I would...run if I were you...” Shyanne nodded, sad to leave her friend, but knowing she had to keep everyone safe. She rushed to a fire alarm and pulled it, rushing out of the building as the sprinklers came to life. Aela meanwhile had breasts bordering hula hoops, and she couldn't get to her feet. They were soon as big as her, in a matter of minutes.

Students rushed out of the building, unaware of the actual situation. Aela continued to pant and moan as her breasts now swelled at a steady pace, faster and faster as she was lifted from the ground onto her fleshy orbs. They pushed outwards across the floor, the feeling causing her to orgasm easily, her body shaking on top of her billowing bust. They pushed tables aside and began knocking over chairs in the room.

Aela hugged them, knowing there was nothing she could do.

“Ohhh GOD! What have I done?!” She was being raised higher and higher, no signs at all of stopping. Her flesh pushed aside desks and chairs, crushing them underneath. Her growth still increased, her back touching the ceiling in no time. “Ohh no...am I gonna...” She thought she would be crushed by the ceiling, but her breasts made sure that wouldn't happen by giving one mighty heave outwards, crushing right through the ceiling and lifting her out into the open. She still grew, her flesh knocking over bookcases and shelves, squishing tables and chairs, books upon books, and computer after computer.

Soon the whole building was filled with her and her breasts burst the windows and flesh oozed out of the holes in the building. “Why...why won't they stop? I can't believe...how am I even doing this?” Too many thoughts were rushing into Aela's head. Worry, confusion, fear, anxiety, all building up inside of her.

And then all of a sudden, she let go. She gave into the immense pleasure coursing inside of her and lost herself to it, grabbing at the giant bed of flesh that lay beneath her.

Students looked out across towards her, seeing the building collapsing under her gigantic bust, bricks falling and pieces of wood splintering around her. Shyanne looked up on horror as well. Next to her was a man, a very calm expression on his pale face compared to the others outside. He had his arms crossed across the front of his black suit that he wore. He smirked.

“Didn't think it would be that quick. A bit of a failure I suppose.” The man spoke coldly. Shyanne looked at him.

'What?” He looked down, but she couldn’t see his eyes through his sunglasses.

“Not every experiment goes the way one wants. Sometimes, there are errors. We try again. And again. We'll get it some day...”

“You mean...you did this to her?” The man gave Shyanne a long, cold look.

“No. She did it to herself.” With that, he walked away, leaving Shyanne and all the other students to gape at Aela as she continually expanded. Most had their phones pulled out, texting, tweeting, facebooking what they were seeing.

Someone held their camera up. They raised it and managed to fit Aela's still growing breasts into its frame. With a click of a button, they took a picture, and all Aela could do was watch.

She groaned, still being lifted higher and higher up, and she looked down below. Still rubbing, still enjoying the pleasure, half of her was still mortified. She tried her best to ignore it. She sighed and buried her face in them as they bumped into other buildings around her. She popped her head up as she thought of something.

“Wait...shit, where's my phone?”

THE END