Super
Saline Lottery
Megan scratched off another lottery ticket. Once again, an
enigmatic series of numbers appeared before her eyes, bringing an
uncertain hope to her breastless existence. Just above the numbers, a
row of glittering letters proudly stated: "Super Saline Lottery". Megan
stared at them for a while, full of mixed feelings. A dozen other
tickets were randomly arranged around her bed, each of them was
slightly increasing her chances for a prize. Megan knew that one, seven
or even seven dozens tickets wouldn’t make a difference when the
chances of winning are one-in-a-million but she just couldn't help
herself. She spent her all pocket money on them with no regrets. The
girl obviously hated that her breasts were so small, and while she
couldn't afford any breast augmentation procedure, the lottery seemed
like the only hope for her.
"And we're back from the commercial break!" The TV show once again drew
Megan's attention, she moved closer to the screen. "All the winners are
finally filled up! Just look at the joy on their faces!"
Megan was staring at the row of eight girls with freshly enlarged
breast. Their boobs were amazingly round and fake, varying from
2000cc all the way up to 12,000cc.
"These girls were lucky enough to get their tits pumped tonight, but
there's one more girl, the luckiest of them all! Please, give a round
of applause for Titella Swellbust!" That was what Megan was waiting
for, she even sighed unwittingly when the girl entered the stage.
Titella was so much bigger than any other girl, sporting boobs with a
gigantic amount of 21,000cc of saline. She looked absolutely unreal.
Besides her immense bust she was a gorgeous blonde. The girl was
wearing a golden v-neck dress paired with a set of high heels, and in
this attire her slim and tall figure looked even more astonishing. For
Megan, she was perfect. Even if Megan was a very attractive redhead she
just couldn't compare her C-cups with Titella's saline orbs in any way.
All she wished now, was to simply enlarge her breast to a bit more
reasonable size.
Titella came closer to the camera. She was swinging her enormous
breasts with every step, clearly enjoying all the attention and glances
she was getting. Megan was staring at her as well, she became
completely focused on the show.
***
"You look great Titella!" The hostess, an elegant girl in glasses,
greeted her with a smile. "Are you really sure you want to make these
breasts even bigger?"
"Are you kidding me Elize? Of course I want more! That's why I'm here!"
The absurdly busty girl smiled adorably and patted her breasts fondly.
"I can't wait to fill these girls even bigger, trust me!"
The audience exploded with admiration which only made Titella even more
excited. Elize was cheering her on as well, but she still couldn't
believe how greedy this girl was. Elize wasn’t flat either, her
2000cc's boobs were nicely clothed in dark blouse and her ample
cleavage looked great, but still, they were no match for Titella's
massive orbs.
"That's great, because you're about to get the special prize!" The
hostess turned to the audience. "As we all have seen tonight, Titella
has already overfilled her breast with 5000cc's of saline and became
the biggest girl in the 999th edition of the Super Saline Lottery. The
bustiest girl at the end of the show always gets the Grand Prize as the
Grand Winner of each edition. Today Titella became the Grand Winner
with an amazing 21 000cc's of saline, defeating the second best Clara
with "only" 12 000cc's. Let’s give some applause for the girls!"
Titella was greatly pleased with all of the admiration and applause she
was receiving. She noticed some envious glances from Clara and the
other girls but that only turned her on even more. It was obvious that
she loved her breasts and she loved being worshipped because of them.
The bigger they were the more addicted she become to this sensation.
"Sorry girls! My boobies are so much bigger than yours!" Titella summed up. "That's why I deserve much more saline today!"
"That's true Titella! But we still don't know how much. I can't wait to
find out!" Even the hostess was clearly charmed by the idea of making
these massive tits even bigger. "But I can help with that!" She
enthusiastically flaunted an envelope. "Your prize is here! Let's open
this envelope and check what you’ve won Titella!"
"I can't wait, it's so exciting!" Titella was impatiently swaying her
immense boobs when the Hostess opened the envelope and started to read
its contents aloud.
"The Grand Winner shall receive an amount of saline equal to the
outcome of the Wheel of Saline!" She announced with excitement in her
voice. "We haven't seen the Wheel of Saline for a while, I wonder how
lucky Titella is going to be!"
"Very lucky! I looove the Wheel of Saline!" Titella was almost shouting
when the applause started. The audience was obviously in love with the
girl and wished her the best of luck. She was so extremely focused on
her breasts that in her perception absolutely nothing could stop their
expansion.
In the meantime, all the other winning girls left the stage and after a
while the Wheel of Saline appeared in all its glory. It was a
roulette-style wheel mechanism with 10 spaces labeled from 1000cc to
10,000cc. The wheel was widely used in various saline lottery games
with very entertaining results.
When Titella noticed the device she cheerfully jogged to the wheel,
swaying her boobs from side to side. It was a rare occasion to see an
excessively busty girl from the behind. Her slim back, round butt and
slender legs were a perfect match for her vast amount of boobage (which
was also clearly visible from this perspective). Titella stopped, but
the inertia of her massive tits caused her to lose balance and forced
her to take one step forward. She almost knocked the wheel over.
"Whoops! Sorry, I'm kinda not used to the new weight yet!" Titella
barely regained her balance. "Anyway, they are still way too SMAAALLL!"
"Don’t worry Titella, We're about to do something about it!" The
hostess pointed at the Wheel of Saline. "We're going to fill your
implants with at least 1000cc!"
"But I don't want ONLY 1000cc! I need so much MOOORE!" The busty girl
moaned loudly, overly excited by the cheerful support from the
audience. She glanced at the wheel trying to estimate how much bigger
her boobs could get. The worst case scenario, if she draws "1000cc" her
boobs would be obviously overfilled with extra 1000cc but is she draws
10, then her tits will be pumped with additional ten litres of saline.
In this case she would be almost 50% bigger than she was now. That
perspective was obviously much more tempting for her.
"Anything less than 10,000cc in not enough!" Titella whined again.
"I wish you all the luck in the world, Titella!" The hostess eyed the
greedy girl. "I would even offer you, my dear, the saline from my
implants if I ONLY could!"
"Thanks sweetie! I will keep that in mind for sure..." Titella narrowed her eyes, focusing on Elize's 2000cc implants.
"Oh well..." The hostess was a bit surprised, she didn't expect that
someone could take her words literally. She quickly regained her
composure and turned to the audience. "I think that it is time to
finally spin the Wheel of Saline!" The audience, as well as Titella
reacted very enthusiastically. "Please, do the honor."
The busty girl spun the wheel without hesitation and everyone became
focused on the device. It was spinning for a while, revealing various
numbers under the arrow at the top. Titella stared at the wheel as
well, subconsciously fondling her vast cleavage all the time. "Oh my
gosh... 1000cc... 6000cc... 3000cc..." She whispered to herself with
anticipation.
Finally, the wheel stopped and the judgment had been made.
"8000cc!!!" The hostess announced cheerfully, along with the lively reaction from the audience. "That means it's almost..."
"No way!!!" Titella interrupted Elize with a loud moan of disappointment. "It has to be a mistake! I wanted 10,000cc's!"
She was overflowing with emotions. "It's just unfair! Can I spin again?"
The hostess didn't expect this reaction, even from Titella. The busty
girl was way too greedy to think reasonably. "I'm afraid it's
impossible Titella, the rules are clear about this..."
"But I wanna fill my boobies with ten liters of saline SOOO bad!" She
continued her whining, simultaneously rubbing her tits with affection.
"There's nothing I can do about this. I'm truly sorry Titella! But
don't worry!" Elize was trying to console her a little. "8000cc is also
an astonishing amount!"
"Yes it is but I want..." And then the busty girl realized something,
she still could get her 10,000cc in some way. A smug grin appeared on
her face. "Oh well... It can't be helped I guess. But with an
additional 2000cc's I'm gonna get what I truly need!"
"Additional 2000cc's?" The hostess was puzzled for a moment but then
she spotted how Titella was looking at her boobs. "No way!" She
thought. "She wants to drain my titties!"
"Yeah, as you offered before I want to take your saline if you don't mind." Titella was still staring at Elise's chest.
"Oh, I said something like that... but you know, Titella, It's not even
possible!" Elise was confused, she didn't know what to expect from the
greedy girl. Even if she highly respected how Titella loved her own
breasts, she didn't want to sacrifice her own for her.
"Of course it's possible!" Titella stated categorically. "You just need to reverse the pumps and drain them!"
"Well, maybe but..." The audience interrupted her with a cheering
applause and chanting "Elize! Elize! Elize!" Up until now, everyone had
been absorbed by the conversation but they've just burst out with
excitement. The idea of making Titella's boobs even bigger tonight was
alluring. Almost every single person in the audience wanted to see
that, and it was only turning her on even more.
"I don't think that..." The hostess was trying to protest but the
audience was still chanting enthusiastically. She didn't want to give
up her boobs but the pressure was just too overwhelming. She had no
choice if she wanted to save her face. Elize took a deep breath. After
all she was the hostess of the show and no one's going to take away her
pride. "Obviously Titella needs more saline that I do." Elize looked at
her with a false compassion in her eyes. "That's why I will share mine
with her!"
Her words met a very lively reaction. Elize was instantly showered with
applause and gratitude, Titella even jogged to her and hugged her
tightly. "Thank you dear! I really need your saline! Badly!"
"No problem Titella. You're welcome!" The hostess smiled with reserve.
"But to tell the truth, till now I've only watched the filling process.
I've never used the saline pumps myself before."
The bustiest girl eyed Elize's breasts and stated. "I guess you haven't! Too bad that you won't be pumped bigger by them!"
Elize ignored her sincere comment and headed to the pumping zone. The
saline pumps were placed directly beneath the stage but the hoses could
be easily pulled out at the center of the stage. The exact place was
marked on the floor by a large purple circle. Elize stopped there and
started unbuttoning her blouse. Usually girls are dressed to achieve
easy access to the implant ports but the hostess didn't expect such a
turn of events.
"Let me help you!" Titella approached her kindly. Elize was standing
only in her bra and skirt, lifting her arms carefully while Titella was
hooking her up. She looked stunning but the prospect of losing her
boobs didn't make her pleased. She silently cursed her blabbermouth.
"Look at them! How beautiful they are!" The bustier girl commented. "So
round and so full of saline! I want them even more right now!" Titella
patted them fondly in awe. Elize's breasts were in fact really round
for a 2000cc implants and she was absolutely proud of it.
"Thanks Titella, but your boobs are rounder, fuller and much more
massive..." The hostess pointed out. "Draining mine won't really
improve them much."
"Nonsense! I want all the saline I could possibly get!" Even Titella
was excited by her own words, not to mention the audience. "And don't
worry! You don't have to feel sorry about giving me this insignificant
amount of saline. I really appreciate your offering no matter how small
it is."
Elize looked at her "insignificant" 2000cc boobs. "Thanks for your
concern Titella..." The hostess had the impression that Titella lives
in her own world, where everyone wants to pump her boobs bigger. The
world where her boobs are the most important things ever and every
other pair of tits are merely temporary containers of her saline.
Looking at the cheering audience that didn't seem to be far from the
truth.
"You're welcome dear!" Titella smiled adorably and swayed her breasts gracefully. "I can't wait! Shall we start?"
"If you insist Titella..." Elize adjusted her fill-ports and took a
last deep breath. "Let's START... I mean... REVERSE the pumps!" She
ordered aloud.
The machinery underneath the stage began to warming up with a steady
humming sound. In the same time a large screen above the scene showed
up, displaying a current amount of saline in the reservoir: "8000cc".
Titella's prize.
"Yes! Let's turn them on and add MORE to that!" The bustier girl moaned
enthusiastically. As if on cue the pumps finally started, draining
saline from Elize's implants at an incredible rate. Her boobs were
shrinking faster than anyone could have expected. "8300... 8700cc...
9100cc..." The figures on the screen were changing rapidly.
"So fast! I'm gonna have 10,000cc's in no time!" Titella pressed her
boobs together with excitation. The audience was agitated too, chanting
"Elize! Elize! Elize!" over and over again.
"9500cc... 9700cc... 9900cc..." The numbers were approaching closer.
"C'mon, just a little more!" Titella was cheering on Elize while the
hostess was strangely hypnotized by her decreasing boobage. Finally her
implants were drained to the last drop and the screen proudly
displayed: "10,000cc". The audience burst out with applause and
appreciation but Elize was way too shocked and too busy holding her
falling bra to notice anything else.
Titella eyed the empty shells; her 800cc implants were completely drained. "Wow you're so flat now!"
Elize glared at her in response, she still couldn't believe that she
just lost her breasts in the show where the boobs were supposed to be
solely expanded. She quickly got herself together and started to dress
up. On the other hand Titella was in heaven, the idea of getting so
much saline in one fill-up was turning her on more than anything
before. She stared at the screen in awe.
"Now I can finally get what I really need. 10,000cc's!" Titella
declared happily, unwittingly rubbing her massive tits. "My boobies
need all of it SOOO badly."
The hostess now more than ever could understand why Titella wanted her
breasts to be so huge. Being "flat-chested" again was really terrifying
- she felt so plain, so ordinary. Bigger breasts were the best way to
change that but Titlella's tits were out of her league. She was more
like a goddess than just an extremely attractive female. Elize looked
at her with hatred and envy in her eyes. "And I let her to take my
breasts..." She sighed with regret.
"Elize, flattie. Could someone hook me up?" Titella turned to the
hostess, carefully feeling her fill-ports at the same time. "I can't
wait to fill them already!"
"If you wish Titella we can..." Elize started but suddenly a loud yell
interrupted her: "Please! Wait a moment!" The girls turned to the
audience: a petite brunette rose from her seat and stood before them
shyly, looking with anticipation at the stage. Elize pointed at her.
"It looks like this young lady wants to tell us something!"
"Why should I wait with filling my tits?" Titella was fairly surprised by this request. "What is it sweetie?"
"Miss Swellbust! I'm really sorry for interrupting you!" The timid girl
blushed. "But I'm just so touched by Miss Elize's act of selfless
kindness. I've never seen anything like that before! That's why I HAVE
to do this... " Then she took a deep breath and put her hand on her
breasts - 600cc's implants, clearly her very first set. "Please let me
offer you my saline too! It's not much but I see that your breasts need
them more than mine ever did!"
A genuine smile brightened Titella's face as she listened to the girl.
"Oh, thank you sweetie! Of course I will accept your offering!"
"Miss Titella! I'm so glad!" The petite girl almost burst into tears.
"I want to donate my saline to your superior breasts so much!"
"And me too!" Another girl rose from her seat and flaunted her 3000cc's
boobs before everyone. "And I have so much more to offer!"
"But not as much as me!" An even bustier girl stood up, presenting her
assets. "Oh my gosh, I didn't expect that someone else could feel
exactly the same! Titella's boobs are so incredible that I just can’t
help myself!" She started to play with her ample cleavage and curly
hair. "They are so arousing. I need to donate my saline now!"
"Me too!", "And me!" Several other girls joined in, excited with the idea of donating their tits to Titella.
The hostess was truly amazed by their affection. She didn't expect that
she could unintentionally inspire anyone to such an act of devotion.
"It looks like Titella gathered some real fans!" Elize commented boldly.
"I'm so happy for them! They deserve to donate their saline to me!"
Titella was extremely turned on by the prospect of getting much more
saline in her tits. "I NEED to drain their boobies right now! Can we
drain their boobies?"
"Well, it’s not against the rules of the show..." Elize admitted
unwillingly but she knew that for Titella it was just a mere rhetorical
question. "...and the pumps are ready as well, if you ask me."
"So we're ready! C'mon girls! I need you on the stage!" Titella
encouraged them eagerly. The rest of the audience was also excited,
applauding the busty girls as they were appearing on the stage. One
after another, they were eyed by the greedy girl, every pair of boobs
has been judged, every cubic centimeter of saline counted. Titella
wasn't just simply pleased, she was nearly in a state of pure ecstasy.
"Yes! Yes! This is the best day of my life!" She moaned as the last
girl entered the stage. "Girls, I'm totally craving your saline right
now!"
The six girls giggled with excitement, flattered by Titella's words.
They were proudly displaying their tits; the smallest ones with only
600cc's and the biggest ones with 3500cc's. But none of them expected
an additional donor.
"Wait for me!" Another girl showed up on the stage, barely breathing.
"It's not easy to catch up with you flatties... with these!" She
pointed at her tits. The girl was gorgeous - caramel skinned,
excessively curvy, but the most prominent features of her figure were
undoubtedly her tits. They were simply enormous. Titella was almost
hearing 9200cc's of saline sloshing inside them.
"Oh my gosh! They're amazing!" Titella was staring at them in awe. "Come closer, sweetie! What's your name?"
"I'm Rose!" The gorgeous girl approached her with a smile. "I wanted to
meet you so much Titella, you have no idea! When I saw you for the
first time, I knew that you love huge boobs just like me. But during
the show I realized that you love them much more than I can possibly
imagine! That was terrific! I've never met anyone like you! ...then it
hit me: for the first time in my life I wanted someone else's tits to
be bigger!" She fondled her breasts with excitement. "Titella, your
boobs are so glorious! They have to be bigger, they need more saline!
Please, take my saline! Make them bigger, please! Awwww... I'm talking
too much!"
Titella was deeply touched by her confession. "It's so amazing Rose!
You perfectly understand my desires! I'm so glad that I've met you...
so I can drain your implants to the last drop!"
The twinge of jealousy struck through the rest of the girls, they all
wished to have so much to contribute. The hostess was astonished.
Something like this has never happened before - in the 999 editions of
the show, no girl has ever wanted to drain her implants or donate their
saline to another girl. Moreover, Elize just witnessed seven of them.
"Miss Titella!" The petite brunette stood out from the group. "Could I
be drained first? I was the first you promised this! Please!"
Titella eyed her small breasts. "I really want to empty Rose's implants
right now... but it's probably good idea to drain smaller girls first.
The pumps should be warmed up before the bigger ones..."
"Oh Miss Titella, thank you!" The girl was truly relieved. "I just can't wait!"
"You're welcome sweetie! I can't wait for that too!" Then she turned to the caramel skinned girl. "Is that okay with you Rose?"
"No problem, Titella! You know what the say - the last will be the
first, and certainly the biggest in this case!" She laughed heartily.
"I know! I will help this poor girl!"
Rose stepped back and hastily joined the rest of the girls, flaunting
her boobs around with every move. The difference between her and them
was impressive, her breasts were almost as voluminous as all of their
boobs combined. She faced the petite girl. "Wow, you're so small! Let
me hook you up!"
"Oh Rose, thank you!" The petite brunette lifted her arms up without
hesitation. "But you know Rose... at the end of the show you will be
small too!"
"That's true... But more important is that Titella's boobs will be
absolutely huge!" Rose pointed out. She sighed along with the other six
girls, the very thought of pumping Titella's breasts even bigger was
making them extremely aroused.
"That's right girls! Give me your saline already!" Titella seemed much
more impatient than ever but Rose just finished adjusting the
fill-ports. "It's done!"
"Great! Elize... shall we?" Titella asked the hostess, she had almost
forgotten about her presence until now. Elize only nodded affirmatively
and ordered aloud: "Reverse the pumps!!!"
The machinery started just as the last time, achieving full flow after
a while. Everything was working as intended. The connected implants
were drained in seconds, even the petite girl was surprised how fast
she has lost her tits. "Don't turn the pumps off! Just hook up another
girl!" Titella ordered firmly, staring at the screen - the saline
counter was brightly displaying an amount of 10,600cc's. "It's just a
starter!" She laughed bluntly.
Rose followed her instructions and quickly unhooked the brunette,
connecting a bustier girl instead. Her implants were drained almost as
quickly as the ones before, leaving a greedy smile on Titella's face.
"Yes! Give me more!"
She didn't have to wait long. The next girl queued up just behind the
last one and as the show continued, one girl after another was drained
from their saline.
"12,300... 13,400cc... 16,400cc... That's right! My boobies need all of
this!" Titella whispered to herself, witnessing the process in a
blissful state. Elize gasped. She has never seen anything like this
before, she couldn't believe how much Titella was devoted to her own
tits. Then, her attention focused at the pumping zone. The sixth girl
had finally been drained and the saline counter stopped at 19,800cc,
but the hostess knew it wasn't over yet. She only glanced at the
caramel skinned girl.
"It's my turn now!" Rose announced with excitement. "Please! Somebody hook me up, fast!"
Titella approached her instantly. "Don't worry sweetie, I've got this!"
She eyed her tits in awe, they were protruding about ten inches from
her chest in a perfectly spherical glory. The girl was clearly amazed.
"I'm so glad that you like my boobs, Titella! But your boobs are SO
MUCH better! That's why they need MUCH MORE saline, and I can help with
that!" Rose lifted her arms eagerly. "It's all yours!"
There was no need to repeat it twice. Titella didn't hesitate even for
a second, she quickly hooked her up and watched as Rose's luscious
boobs started to shrink. They were getting smaller in front of their
eyes, losing their projection and volume at insane rate. "21,500cc...
23,000cc... 24,500cc..." The bustier girl seemed to be totally consumed
by the numbers. "Oh my gosh! That's already five times more than the
mere 5000cc's I won today!"
Titella was frantically moving her eyes from the screen to the pumping
zone, attempting to figure out how much bigger she could get with all
of this saline. Rose wondered about that too. She was working on her
tits for years, trying to achieve the biggest size possible but all she
wanted now was to donate her saline to Titella. Even she was surprised
about it. Just an hour ago Rose wouldn't give her saline to anyone but
Titella's boobs literally possessed her thoughts. And now the girl was
mesmerized. She was simply watching as her tits continued to shrink,
holding her way too loose dress in a dreamy state.
"26,000cc... 27,500cc... 29,000cc..." Titella was keeping on chanting
but suddenly, a loud mechanical sound filled the stage; the saline
pumps stopped. She gazed surprised at Rose and at her completely
drained implants.
"Is that all? Too bad they're totally empty now!" Titella whined with
disappointment but her complaining didn't last long. "Oh well... It
only means it's finally time to fill my boobies with all of this
saline!"
"That's right Titella!" The hostess took the initiative. "You're about
to get your Grand Prize... a bit bigger than expected but that doesn't
bother us at all!"
"At least it doesn't bother me!" Titella smiled adorably and stepped
into the pumping zone. She helped Rose with her fill-ports and hooked
herself up instead, barely using any aid from the other girls who
gathered around.
"Is there anything you want to tell us before we get started Titella?"
Elize asked thoughtfully as she noticed an unusual anticipation on her
face. She didn't know what she should expect from the greedy girl.
"Oh, that's nothing!" Titella laughed, fondling her breasts in the same
time. "I just wanted to thank all my fans for their support, and even
more important - for their saline! I really appreciate that!" The girls
around her started to scream in excitement and it took a while until
they calmed down enough to continue. "I would also like to thank our
NEARLY FLAT hostess, Elize!" She waved to her cheerfully but she
obviously wasn't pleased by this reminder. "And last but not least, I
would like to thank my boobies! I'm so happy to have them!" She rubbed
them eagerly. "I remember them after my first surgery, they were only
1,000cc! Everyone thought that I was big! But over the years I've kept
pumping them bigger and bigger! And now, thanks to this lottery I
finally hope to achieve a bit more 'appropriate' size!"
"Thanks for your confession, Titella..." Elize summarized cautiously. "Is that all what you wanted to share with us?"
"Almost!" The bustiest girl reached into her cleavage and flaunted a
piece of paper it in front of everyone's eyes. "This is the one last
thing!"
"What is that?" The hostess took a surprised look at the item. She
noticed golden letters, glossy paper and suddenly recognized a very
rare and very desired lottery ticket. "Is that what I think it is?"
"You're right sweetie! It's a Special Ticket! The one which grants you
the special prize, instantly! I've waited so long to use it but it was
worth it!" Titella was delighted and no wonder why, these tickets were
extremely uncommon with a reason. Every Special Ticket was different
from the others, simply unique, and under specified circumstances could
grant even more saline than any other standard lottery ticket. That's
why they were highly desired.
Elize grasped the ticked and started to read aloud its complex content.
"The current amount of saline in the reservoir shall be multiplied by
the number of girls on the stage with less than 2000cc of saline in
their implants."
All eight of the girls gasped instantly and the audience burst out into
wild excitement. “It looks like it's my lucky day!" Titella was
certainly right. The special tickets were designed to bring plenty of
entertainment, but also to maintain reasonable sizes. In normal
circumstances the number of girls with less than 2000cc's was minimal -
it could reach two or three but absolutely not eight! In addition, the
current amount of saline in the reservoir was unprecedentedly high. All
of that was just very unlikely to happen: 29,000cc times eight - no one
had ever seen a prize like that before. After a while, a loud sloshing
sound filled the stage. The saline counter started to increase rapidly
as the reservoir was literally flooded by the saline.
"30,000cc... 34,600cc... 41,000ccc... Oh my gosh!" Titella moaned in
arousal. The numbers on the screen were turning her on more than she
could have ever imagined. "I just can't stand it anymore... I NEED to
fill them right now! Elize, please start the pumps!"
The hostess granted her request without hesitation. She quickly ordered
the machinery to start and watched as Titella was impatiently feeling
her boobs with both hands. At the same time a second screen showed up,
displaying the current amount of saline in her implants; "21,000cc".
Without any doubt, her tits were one of the greatest breasts in the
entire history of the show. It was unthinkable that they were still
going to get a lot bigger tonight. For Titella it was just like a dream
come true, she was almost shivering in anticipation. And then, she
finally felt a tingle of sensation as the saline rushed into her
implants.
"Oh..." Titella sighed when her perfectly round orbs started to expand
before her eyes. They were already measuring more than a foot in
diameter but their projection was steadily increasing further and
further. "That's what I was waiting for all that time!"
The audience burst into applause. Everyone was cheering the bustiest girl as her tits were draining saline from the reservoir.
"23,000cc... 27,000cc... 35,000c... Oooh!" She moaned with pleasure,
grasping her expanding boobs from the sides. "Whoa! Oh... I've just had
an orgasm!" Titella kissed her breasts spontaneously. "Give me more! I
need them bigger!"
Her massive breast were becoming not only bigger but also heavier.
Nearly 40,000cc of saline per breast weighed together almost 80kg
(176lbs) - far more than Titella could support with her slim and
gorgeous body. She was swaying her tits, trying to maintain her balance
but it was obvious that she wouldn’t last much longer. The staff of the
Saline Lottery was prepared for that kind of event. It was very unusual
to achieve such magnificent breasts that they were simply too heavy for
their owner but it had already happened several times before. That's
why breast carriers were always ready in case of situations like this.
By themselves, they were very useful and well-planned devices: designed
in elegant, minimalistic manner; moving around on four spherical wheels
partially hidden in chromed, cross-like frame; supporting the breasts
on two merged cups attached to a vertical, telescopic absorber. In
summary, they were widely used around the world by the girls with
oversized tits. Undoubtedly, Titella was one of them now. She clearly
couldn't carry her own breasts anymore but as soon as possible the
device had been wheeled up into the pumping zone.
"Finally my boobs are no longer tiny mosquito bites!" Titella carefully
rested her breasts on the carrier. "I was so tired of having them so
small!"
Titella was slightly content with herself. Even from her perspective
having breasts so massive was quite an achievement, it was turning her
on that she couldn't even stand with those saline blimps by herself.
And now they were simply lying on the carrier, expanding further at an
amazing rate.
"45,000cc... 61,000cc... 93,000cc... Oh my gosh!" Another overexcited
moan filled the stage. "Yeeees!!! Grow boobies, grow! Just like that!"
"Titella has just officially become the bustiest girl in the history of
Saline Lottery!" Elize announced widely, adding another spark to
Titella's enthusiasm. "And she hasn't even drained half of her prize
yet!"
"Yes! I'm going to be so much bigger than..." She started but she was
suddenly interrupted by a loud tearing sound. "Oops! It's seems like my
dress couldn't handle my huge titties anymore! Well, I expected that it
would eventually happen but not so soon! Those stupid fashion designers
can't understand what a REALLY busty woman truly needs!"
Titella took off her ruined dress, revealing her expanding boobs in all
their glory. Fully exposed, they were even more breathtaking; their
velvet skin, stretched areolas and immense size seemed just unreal. The
audience was admiring this view, cheering and applauding the bustiest
girl even more enthusiastically. At the same time the pumps achieved
their full flow, overfilling Titella's implants with thousands of cc's
per second. The connected hoses were creaking and groaning from the
pressure but the implants didn't show any sign of strain, greedily
absorbing every drop of fresh saline. As the process continued
Titella's boobs exploded in size, easily overflowing the cups of the
carrier.
"I'm so glad that I went for those super strong implants!" She gently
fondled her rapidly expanding cleavage. "Yesss! Keep growing my
titties, EXPAAAAND!!!"
Titella's massive bosoms already measured twenty-four inches in
diameter each and their expansion wasn't even slowing down a bit. The
hostess was pretty terrified by the rate of this progress. She eyed the
saline counter, trying to figure how much longer it could last. "It's
125,000cc's! You have to be so proud Titella! Your boobs are absolutely
the biggest, but don't you think that they are getting a little too
big?" Elize shared her concerns with the girl.
"What are you talking about sweetie? Too big for what?" Titella was
confused, she couldn't understand the idea of having boobs too big at
all. From her point of view, breasts could be either too small, way too
small or definitely way too small. And her tits were still in the third
category.
"You know, too big in general. They are already filled with 157,000cc's
of saline!" Elize was checking the screen. "That's a really staggering
amount! Your implants..."
"I know! My implants were so thirsty!" Titella interrupted her. "But
you know, I'm finally filling them! And don't worry Elize, how could
they possibly be too big when they are still not big enough?"
"What? I mean..." Elize couldn't comprehend her logic. She realized
that reasoning with her was simply futile. "Well, if you say so... I
only hope that you can handle boobs so huge."
"Of course I can! Right, my titties?" Titella patted her assets. Since
her last climax she was constantly turning herself on more and more
just by the sensation of filling her boobs. And finally, she reached
the peak of her excitement once again. In the blink of an eye Titella
became entirely focused on her expanding boobage and a wave of pleasure
flooded her senses with a blissful tide. The oceans of saline were
pumping into her tits and nothing could make her happier. And hornier.
"Yess, oh yess!" She started to moan when one orgasm after another
struck her gorgeous body and she just couldn't control herself anymore.
From then, all she was caring about were her expanding tits. Anything
besides that became simply meaningless.
"Titella seems really... excited!" The hostess didn't expect such an
intense reaction, even from her. "Looks like 189,000cc's of saline per
breast could be pretty stimulating..." She noticed several other girls
with a dreamy expression on their faces. "...definitely not only for
her!"
She was right. Titella's swelling bosoms were widely admired by the
audience but some of the cheering girls were on a totally different
level of affection. They were absolutely fascinated and aroused by
them. Sights and moans swept across the studio while they were rubbing
their tits, fainting in their boyfriend's arms or sharing their plans
for another boob job. Everything at the very thought of Titella's
massive orbs.
"Oh... Miss Titella's boobs are so fantastic!" One of them commented
loudly in an ecstatic voice. "I wish they could expand forever!"
"Me too!" Another girl showed up. "Titella's breasts are so inspiring!
By the way, I was going for 3000cc's next week, but damn... 10,000cc is
the new minimum now!"
"Better aim for 15,000cc!" Rose advised her from across the stage.
"You think? On the second thought... 20,000cc sounds even better!" The girl laughed adorably. "Titella's my idol after all!"
Everyone turned to Titella but she was still way too focused on her own
tits to notice anything else. "Yess expand! I still need mooore..." She
whispered to herself, totally absorbed by the sensation of filling her
saline spheres bigger and bigger. The girl was in heaven. She couldn't
help but moan in pleasure. "Oh yesss... keep growing! More... please,
MOOORE!"
Then, suddenly, a loud creaking sound filled the stage. Elize turned
her terrified eyes to the expanding breasts but Titella didn't even
seem to notice. "Ahem... Titella, I don't want to bother you, but it
sounds like your implants have some difficult times..." The hostess
pointed out, clearly concerned about the creaking sounds. "Do you hear
me Titella?"
"What? Ah... Don't worry about that sweetie. Everything is alright!"
The bustiest girl rubbed her tits which made the noises even louder.
"Whoops! I mean... That's nothing, my implants are perfectly fine!"
"I'm not so sure about that." Elize wasn't convinced at all. "You already have 221,000cc's of saline. We should stop now..."
"No!!!" Titella interrupted her, truly horrified. "My titties can handle that! They need more saline!"
"But we can't risk!" Elize tried to reason with her. "Your implants are way too overfilled already!"
"No! They aren't overfilled enough!" The bustiest girl leaned over her
massive boobs, pressing them together and showing them proudly. "Just
look at them! They are way too amazing to have any problems with some
additional cc's!"
Elize eyed them concerned. "I have to admit that they are the biggest
and the most amazing pair of tits I have ever seen but you have to
understand..."
"I don't care!" Titella was almost desperate. "Just pump them!"
"But... well... Ok, as you wish." The hostess finally gave up. "They are your breasts after all."
Titella distinctly cheered up and returned to her previous, aroused attitude. "Yess... And I'm gonna make them even bigger!"
Elize sighed. She hoped that she could somehow convince Titella to be
reasonable but the girl was clearly too obsessed with her expanding
tits to care. The hostess looked at her terrified. Even if Titella had
some kind of super strong implants it was obvious that they wouldn’t
last forever. Everything has its limits.
"244,000cc's... That's still not enough!" Titella eyed the saline
counter, moaning all along as the process continued. "I need MOOORE!"
And she got more. Her implants were still creaking and groaning, but
suddenly the expansion rate started slowing down. Elize noticed that
with relief. The only thing which still bothered her was that Titella
wouldn’t be relieved at all. "I really hope you are content with your
current size Titella, because you’ve almost received all of your
saline..." The hostess pointed out carefully.
"What? No way!" It was a wake-up call for her. Even if Titella
considered that at some point she had to drain the reservoir completely
she didn't think that it would happen so soon. But as if on cue a loud
humming sound echoed through the studio and the pumps finally stopped.
The saline counter stopped as well, displaying an astonishing amount of
253,000cc's of saline inside the connected implants. But even despite
that, Titella wasn't pleased at all. "Nooo! I need MOORE! Can I get
MOORE?"
"I'm really sorry Titella. You know the rules... But you've pumped your
tits more than anyone before!" Elize tried to comfort her a bit.
"Stupid rules! I want moore!" Titella was clearly irritated but the
hostess looked into her eyes with excessive amount of respect.
"That was incredible! I'm amazed that your implants could even handle
so much saline! Your tits are so big and so beautiful now!"
"Oh... Well... Thanks, but I would really like to pump them even
bigger! I still can't believe that I've drained all of it so fast! "
She continued to whine. "At least my titties grew a little!"
Elize, as well as the audience looked at her just "a little" bigger
breasts. It was unbelievable that just an hour ago they were filled
with barely 16,000cc's while now they were almost sixteen times bigger
than that. Without a doubt Titella's boobs became truly monumental.
Even though, she was still unsatisfied with their current size but the
applause, chanting and general admiration started to fade away this
feeling. Soon she had completely forgotten about her concerns and just
smiled adorably, waving at the audience. Elize was truly relieved. She
rightly has hoped that Tittela would turn out to be a drama queen and
all this attention would console her in the end.
In the meantime, the staff unhooked Titella's implants and measured her
curves precisely. All that time the hostess couldn't help herself but
to stare at her, especially at the immense, thirty-one inches deep
cleavage. "I've never seen such oversized tits before!" Elize was
genuinely impressed by the view.
"I bet you haven't!" Titella giggled and rubbed her breasts which only
made them creak and groaning again. "Oh! But it seems like I need a
bigger and stronger implants sometime soon!"
"And also a bigger and stronger breast carrier..." Elize pointed at the
device. It was barely holding up under the tremendous weight of
Titella's saline orbs. The hostess couldn't decide whether she was more
frightened or more fascinated by that.
"Yeah, right! But what a busty girl can do?" She tried to lift her tits
up but it was obviously a futile effort. "Ugh! They weigh like a half
ton!"
Elize nodded at the staff and after a second someone handed her a
tablet with various data all over the screen. "According to my
sources... 509kg (1,120lbs) to be exact!"
"I knew it!" Titella was clearly content about her guess.
"In addition, your official measurements are... Woah! " Elize had to
take a second look at the screen. "407-59-92 (1602″-23″-36″)! These are
some outstanding figures!"
"Well... all thanks to my titties!" The bustiest girl fondled her
cleavage and kissed her breasts passionately. "Too bad that I couldn't
make them even bigger! But still, I'm so glad to have them! "
"So we are! It was truly amazing to see them expanding tonight but all
good things have to come to an end. And this show is also approaching
one!" Then the hostess turned to the camera. "But no worries! We'll be
back next week with the very special, 1000th edition of Super Saline
Lottery! Be sure to watch us!"
Half of the audience reacted enthusiastically, another one was
disappointed with the inevitable end, but undoubtedly everyone in the
studio already realized that they had witnessed something absolutely
incredible tonight. And even the special edition could not beat
Titella's excessive expansion.
"The last thing which remains is announcing the winning numbers!" Elize
continued. "But before that, let's give some applause our Grand Winner
one last time! Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Titella Swellbust!"
The ovation had started even before Elize finished her words. Everyone
was cheering, chanting and admiring the bustiest girl and it was
clearly visible that Titella greatly enjoyed all of this attention. She
was smiling and waving at the crowd, presenting her tits in all of
their glory.
***
Megan was still staring at the show. Just like the millions of other
girls in front of their TV she couldn't take her eyes away from
Titella's boobs. They were truly mesmerizing even on the screen. While
most of the girls were simply admiring the busty goddess, some of them
were still too shocked to believe their eyes, a few were just
terrified, but Megan felt something entirely different. Of course she
greatly respected Titella. It was almost natural to appreciate a girl
with such fake and so oversized tits, but there was much more besides
that. She was jealous. Not simply jealous but severely, relentlessly
and unreasonably jealous. She could hardly contain herself when Titella
achieved her extremely impressive size. The bustiest girl seemed so
superior that Megan would do anything to be in her place. The
difference between them was almost unreal. Even before the show started
Titella was a very busty girl, but now sporting the 253,000cc's of
saline in her tits she was in an entirely different league. Megan's
natural C-cups were simply miserable in comparison to these saline
blimps. And she hated that fact with all of her heart.
"We're airing the winning numbers right now!" The hostess interrupted
Megan's despair with a familiar announcement. "Are you lucky enough to
be the winner in the next edition of Super Saline Lottery? Check your
tickets now! Good luck!"
It wasn't the first time she was hearing this, but for the first time
ever she felt like those words weren't just an empty promise. Something
had changed inside her. The breastless existence was no longer an
option, she had to win no matter what - against all odds, common sense
or reasonable expectation. Titella's expansion totally altered her
perspective. Megan always wanted to have huge tits, but that wasn't
enough anymore. She needed more, she needed them bigger than huge, she
needed to pump them as much as possible and any other alternative was
simply unacceptable for her.
Megan looked at the lottery tickets around her. She knew exactly what
she had to do, she checked hundreds like these before. The girl started
without hesitation, closely comparing every single ticket with the
winning numbers on the screen. Soon she became completely absorbed in
this.
After a while, a smug grin appeared on her face.
