Kaitlyn sat uncomfortably on the edge of the examining table, swinging her legs. A sudden draft swept up the flimsy hospital gown and she jumped in surprise, turning her head to see the door swing shut behind the doctor, followed by another chill draft up the gown which reminded her pointedly of her nakedness underneath.
The doctor moved to stand before Kaitlyn with clipboard in hand, patiently explaining the process to her once again as if this were the first time she'd ever come in for a checkup.
"You'll feel a bit of discomfort when the metal..." droned the doctor, and Kaitlyn found herself staring absently at her. The doctor's name was Bruen, Hannah Bruen, and she had been Kaitlyn's physician for several years now. As always when in her presence, Kaitlyn couldn't help staring at the stark white lab coat of the doctor, her eyes flicking from here to there, seeing the pull of the fabric against her body, wondering at the contours beneath. Dr. Bruen had a very obviously ravishing figure, despite the harsh clothing, and Kaitlyn again wondered why she would ever have chosen to be a doctor. As her mind wandered to the professions such a body was made for, she became aware that the doctor had stopped talking and was looking at her expectantly. With a blush she murmured the assent that she knew was needed and tore her eyes from the other woman, blushing further as she glanced down at herself and saw her nipples pressing painfully obvious through the thin fabric of the gown.
"Very good then, if you'll come over to the machine and take down one side of the gown, we'll begin." said Dr. Bruen, leading Kaitlyn to the side of the dreaded machine. How she hated the thing, not only the discomfort it caused all women, but the humiliation it caused her. Taking the right strap of the gown down off her shoulder revealed the source of that humiliation.. Kaitlyn's tiny 1/2A cup breast. Once again the words "flat" and "chest like a boy's" flittered through her mind, relentless teasing she had received throughout her adolesence. And again, bitterly, she wondered why she bothered with these checkups. Who needs a mammogram when they don't have breasts?
The doctor dutifully maneuvered the machine into place, struggling to get it into position, with such little to work with. As always, Kaitlyn closed her eyes and endured the humiliation silently, this time listening to the howling of the wind and crashing of thunder she could hear even here in the depths of the hospital from the wild storm outside. She grunted at the discomfort and slight pain, but did not complain, waiting for the hum of the machine. Soon it came, and then she waited impatiently for it to end, for the examination to be half over.
The crashing of thunder seemed suddenly louder, one particularly loud crash seeming to come from directly overhead. After the noise died away, Kaitlyn blinked her eyes open in surprise. The hum of the machine hadn't stopped yet, but it had changed.. had something.. No, it must just be a new feature, she thought, closing her eyes again. She didn't notice that the cold plates seemed to warm faster than they should.
Abruptly the hum stopped, and Kaitlyn backed away enough to slip the strap of the gown back in place at the doctor's nod, furtively rubbing the sore breast a moment before taking down the other. The process repeated, the hum of the machine remaining different to Kaitlyn's ears, but she merely shrugged it off. As the hum stopped again, she hesitated a moment, puzzled at the new warmth of the metal, warmer now than her own chest. Shaking her head slightly she turned from the machine and slipped the other strap into place, moving back to the table at the doctor's bidding.
While waiting for the doctor to return with the results, Kaitlyn stared off into space. At least the humiliation was over. Absently, her hand reached up to rub her sore chest again softly through the gown. A few moments later her fingers were rubbing more vigorously, a dreamy smile on her face as a warm, satisfied feeling spread through her chest. Her hand jerked down an instant later, a blush once again rising to her face as she felt the gust of air up her gown signaling the return of the doctor.
"Everything is fine Ms. Dumonte, you're in perfect health." said Dr. Bruen with a smile, "I'll leave you to get dressed. Please make sure to stop at the desk on the way out.
Kaitlyn nodded, keeping her head bent to hide the blush. As the doctor left the room, she hurriedly removed the gown, forgetting all about the feeling a few minutes before as she dressed quickly and left the room. At the desk she quickly signed the forms needed and paid her part of the bill, relieved for it to be over and very ready to return home.
Not too long after, she was closing the door to her apartment and moved to fling herself down on the sofa, thinking to herself that the only bonus of the whole thing was the day off it gave her from work. She stretched languidly and curled up on the comfortable cushions and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Hours later she awoke, sitting up to stretch with a yawn. She glanced out the window and was surprised to see it was dark outside. She hadn't realized she had been so tired. For a moment something tugged at her mind, a half-remembered dream of something warm and soft, but she quickly shook her head and moved to the kitchen, suddenly finding herself ravenous.
After a satisfying meal of pasta and sauce, more than she probably should have eaten, from the tight feeling in her belly, she decided to take a shower to help her relax. She'd need something to make her sleepy again, after such a long nap, and with bedtime so near.
Peeling off her clothes, she stepped into the warm, welcoming spray of the shower, immediately deciding it had been a good idea. She took down the removeable shower head, turning the spray to needle-like intensity and sighing with pleasure as she passed it over herself. She smiled at the almost electric pleasure as the tiny jets of water hit her crotch, and she left it there for a few moments, gasping as her throbbing clit emerged from it's tiny sheath and took the force of the water directly. She left it as long as she could stand, trembling slightly with a small orgasm as she brought the shower head away and up to her chest.
She closed her eyes and leaned back again the shower wall, letting the spray trail over first one tiny breast, and then the other. Her nipples stood out almost painfully hard. At least they weren't stunted like the rest of them. Kaitlyn's breathing became almost a low purr of pleasure as a warm, satisfied feeling again spread out from her chest. It slowly grew in intensity until she was gasping for breath, moaning loudly as her other hand pressed its fingers in and out of her pussy. Soon she shook with a violent orgasm, the walls of her pussy clamping down on her fingers, the shower head dropping from her other hand. She pressed that hand to her breasts instead, rubbing and tweaking the nipples until the orgasm slowly receded, and the warmth in her chest with it, leaving her leaning heavily against the shower wall, gasping for breath.
An instant later she stood bolt upright, her eyes shooting open. Her fingers pressed to her chest and she quickly looked down, her eyes confirming what she had felt. The breasts on her chest were now almost a full A cup, the soft flesh dimpling at the press of her fingers. Amazed, she stared down at her new chest for several long moments, her fingers exploring breasts that, while nothing special, were no longer mistakable for a boy's.
Thoughts flashed through her mind.. How? What made this happen? The orgasm had been the most intense of her life.. What had caused it? Slowly, as her fingers kept rubbing and pressing, the warm feeling in her chest returned. This time she noted it as not ordinary. Instantly she pulled her fingers away and stared down. The feeling slowly receded, and she found herself aching for its return. She jumped as the shower head on the floor tilted and fell onto it's back, the water spraying up into the air and onto her body again. Quickly she reached down and picked it up, moving to place it back in its spot, then stopping. Slowly she turned the needle-like jets upon her chest, breathing shallowly as they tingled and massaged the new flesh. Once again the feeling returned, the warmth creeping outward from the where the jets of water hit and spreading to her entire chest.
Kaitlyn moaned softly, swallowing hard as she stared down at her breasts, her eyes wide at the incredibly warm, satisfying feeling. Her other hand could feel the physical warmth emanating from her chest, the heat rising slowly with the intensity of the feeling. She continued to stare at her chest, biting back cries of pleasure as the intensity grew and grew, even stronger than before now that she wasn't distracted by her fingers in her pussy. She grit her teeth for several long moments, and then let out a scream of raw pleasure, dropping the shower head yet again to move both hands to her breasts, kneading and pressing the flesh that had not been there only a half hour before. Her eyes remained wide even as she screamed again, fixed with wonder on her chest, realizing then that there was more flesh there than even a few moments ago.. her breasts had grown again, too slowly for the eye to catch, into a full A cup at least. The realization, paired with the intensity of the pleasure in her breasts, sent her over the edge and she leaned back her head and wailed deliriously, another orgasm crashing over her.. the first paling in comparison. She slowly sank down the shower wall and black spots danced before her eyes. Her arms dropped to her sides and she slipped into unconsciousness.
The spray of water along her legs woke her some time later. Exhaustedly she stood, putting the shower head back and turning the water off. She stepped out of the shower and stared down at her chest, as if to deny the fact that it was all a dream. Dare she call them an AA cup now..? Very close, if not.. She quickly ran to her bedroom and stared at herself in front of the mirror. They were real. Explorations with both her eyes and fingers told her that. A slight tingling warmth in a few moments from her touch warned her fingers away and it quickly subsided. She stood for a long while and just stared.
Several long minutes later she tore her gaze from her chest and moved to sit heavily on the bed. Once again questions surfaced in her mind. What had caused this? How had it happened? And then, with more concern.. When would it stop? Could she never touch her breasts again for fear she'd turn into a triple-X freak? Could she stand _not_ to touch them, to feel the intensity of that pleasure again? She leaned back, still thinking this and more, and the exhausting efforts of her orgasms soon caught up with her, sending her into a deep, yet dream-troubled sleep.
The next morning she awoke, blinking her eyes and shaking her head at the silliness of the dream she'd thought she had.. until she felt the slight unfamiliar weight on her chest, and a glance down confirmed it had been very real. She sat up and glanced at the clock. 9am. Damn.. she was late for work. Then her concerns from the night before hit her and she shook her head. She couldn't go to work. She picked up the phone and called her boss, apologizing for not calling earlier, saying that she did not feel well, and couldn't make it. As soon as she hung up the phone she picked it up again and dialed the doctor's number. She got the receptionist and quickly begged for an appointment to see the doctor again today. The receptionist asked what the problem was but she evaded the question, answering vaguely. Finally the woman answered yes, there was one spot open, someone had just canceled, but it was the last appointment of the day, 8 hours away at 5pm. Kaitlyn immediately accepted and then hung up the phone.
Once again she stood in front of the mirror and stared for a long while. Shaking her head, she turned to her dresser and pulled open the top drawer. Soon she realized, as she pulled out and discarded each of the very few bras that she had, none would fit her. Then she spied in the very back the small padded bra she sometimes wore, flushing with embarassment as she always did. Quickly she pulled it out and examined the cups. She smiled as she saw that the padding could be removed, and she did so, quickly trying it on and nodding to herself. It was snug, but it would do. She stopped with a small smile quirked on her lips at that. Too small! She had never thought she would think such a thing about a bra, let alone a padded one.
She shook herself out of the reverie again and finished dressing, wearing a loose blouse to hide her new assets. Emerging from the bedroom, she found herself ravenous again and turned to the kitchen, making herself a hearty breakfast. Guiltily, she told herself she deserved the fattening food after her efforts of last night, and the nagging worry she had to feed. She quickly found that if she moved around too much, the tightness of the bra would bring the feeling back, so she settled down on the couch to watch television, trying to push her thoughts out of her mind.
At lunch she was surprised to find herself hungry again, and ate the rest of the pasta from the night before, settling down in front of the TV once again. She impatiently glanced at the clock a few times every hour, cursing the wait. At times she would find a hand unconsciously rubbing her new chest softly and she would force herself to stop before the feeling started. Still, by the time 4pm rolled around and she stood to get ready to leave, she worriedly wondered to herself if the bra wasn't just a bit tighter than in the morning.. She raced to the doctor's office and sighed at the amount of people in the waiting room. Resignedly she sat down to wait, pouring over every magazine in the room about mammograms and breast cancer.. she could think of no other cause. Finally the last other patient in the room was called in and she anxiously drummed her fingernails on the endtable beside her.
"The doctor will see you now." said the receptionist, and Kaitlyn jumped up, hurrying after her. With a strange look, the woman dropped her off in an empty room and told her Dr. Bruen would only be a few moments. Kaitlyn sat down on the edge of the examining table and stared at a poster on the wall of a pair of breasts, one normal, the other with a lump signaling breast cancer. She turned her head quickly as the door opened and Dr. Bruen stepped in.
"Kaitlyn.. back so soon? Is something wrong?" said the doctor with a raised eyebrow. Kaitlyn stared back silently for a few moments, a flush rising to her cheeks. How could she explain? What should she say.. finally, she decided nothing she could say could explain it as well as she could show it. Slowly she arched her chest forward and pulled back on her blouse, letting the new rise of her chest show.
The doctor stared, puzzled, for a moment, and then realization alighted in her eyes, quickly followed by worry.
"Kaitlyn! Did you.. you had plastic surgery? You should be recovering.. did something go wrong.." she began.
"No, doctor.. they are real" said Kaitlyn quietly, letting her own worry show in her eyes. "It happened last night.. after I returned home.."
She went on to describe the events of the night, the doctor's eyes seeming to grow wider and wider throughout the telling. Finally she was finished and sat staring helplessly at Dr. Bruen.
"What is wrong with me? What made this happen.."
The doctor shook her head, "I don't know.. I've never seen.. I need to see them. Please take off your blouse."
Kaitlyn nodded after a moment's hesitation, unbuttoning the blouse and drawing it open, reaching behind to undo the hooks of her bra, sighing slightly with relief as the tight undergarment let go. She watched the doctor as she withdrew it, leaving her bare breasts in plain view.
Dr. Bruen's eyes were fixed on her breasts, and she slowly stepped forward, reaching a hand to professionally lift each. She stopped and glanced up as Kaitlyn gasped.
Kaitlyn shook her head, knowing her quesiton, "No, Dr, your hands are cold.."
Dr. Bruen nodded and continued her examination, saying absently "Please, call me Hannah."
As Dr. Bruen.. Hannah pressed her fingers about Kaitlyn's left breast, testing for lumps, the warm feeling slowly returned. Hannah glanced up sharply as she felt the slight warmth and Kaitlyn nodded with a swallow. Hannah continued to press and feel, despite this, and Kaitlyn soon found her breath quickening, the warmth increasing even faster at the touch of another. As her fingers moved to the other breast, Kaitlyn let out a low moan, blushing deeply, but unable to contain the pleasure any longer.
Kaitlyn saw a deep blush rise in Hannah's cheeks, but her fingers continued their exploration after a brief pause. Kaitlyn glanced at the door and was glad to see it was one of the nearly sound-proof rooms, more moans of pleasure forcing themselves from her lips. Hannah took up a metal caliper in her other hand and moved to measure Kaitlyn's left breast. Kaitlyn gasped at the feel of the cold metal against her heated breasts, moaning again with pleasure. The caliper moved to the other and then Hannah set it down, taking both her hands now and feeling Kaitlyn's breasts together, lifting them gently to feel their weight.
"ooohhhhh.. God.. hhannnah.. I.. I'm sorry.. it.. it feels sooo GOOOD!!" Kaitlyn gasped, her voice rising to almost a shriek at the last word. Hannah flinched, but kept her eyes on Kaitlyn's breasts, her hands slowly moving to press them together, feeling for the tell-tale rigidity of even the cleverest of implants. She found none, Hannah's abrupt scream of pleasure the only results. They were real.. flesh and blood. And from the sounds Kaitlyn was making, extremely sensitive. And the warmth.. she could feel the warmth radiating from them, even through the cloth of her own lab coat and blouse. Her own nipples poked insistently into that fabric, and she was glad of the heavy lab coat to hide them. Her hands stopped hesitantly in their exploration, and then continued. She must see the results, as Kaitlyn had explained, she told herself, ignoring the tiny voice in her mind saying that no, she was enjoying this.
"YESSSS!! OHHH GGGOODDDDDD!" Kaitlyn screamed, and Hannah glanced down to see Kaitlyn's entire crotch soaked through. She glanced up again, this time at Kaitlyn's face, noting the clenched teeth and tightly shut eyes. As her eyes dropped once again to Kaitlyn's breasts, she felt the woman stiffen, and then quake with the most tremndous orgasm she had ever witnessed. Only Kaitlyn's white-knuckled grip on the table kept her from thrashing off onto the floor. Still Hannah's fingers continue to knead and press at Kaitlyn's breasts, their only purpose now obviously to heighten the feelings that were coursing through her.
Kaitlyn continued to thrash on the table for several long minutes. The warm feeling in her breasts was unimaginably pleasurable, and continued to grow under Hannah's relentless fingers. She screamed and gasped and screamed some more, her first orgasm only pausing for a few seconds before rising to even higher heights in a second. She shook violently, no longer able to hold herself onto the table without help, and wrapped her legs tight around Hannah's, pulling her close for support, screaming louder at the sudden contact to her soaking crotch.
Hannah felt Kaitlyn's leg wrap around her, but she ignored them, all her attention on Kaitlyn's breasts as she now saw and felt them almost imperceptively growing against her hands. The growth was very slow, but it was definitely happening. Kaitlyn's breasts were now a full B cup. Hannah knew she should stop, but a part of her rationalized that Kaitlyn had't passed out yet, she must see the process through as had been described. The voice in the back of her mind was more insistent now, saying she loved this, it excited her, _that_ was why she was continuing, and the wetness at her crotch which was quickly joining Kaitlyn's was starting to belie that fact as well. Nevertheless, her hands kept up their movement, even faster now that she admitted it was for the growth process.
Hannah's fingers continued their frantic movement and she watched Kaitlyn's breasts grow, soon beyond the B cup and into C's, easily the size of softballs. Suddenly she realized Kaitlyn's thrashing had grown mechanical, and she looked up to see her head lolling, unconscious. Quickly she tore her hands away, feeling the warmth slowly fade from Kaitlyn's chest. She gasped as she felt something pressing against her crotch, and looked down, eyes widening as she saw Kaitlyn's legs wrapped around her. She quickly extricated herself, moving to lie her down on the table. Her mind was reeling with horror of what she'd done, now that Kaitlyn's sexual frenzy was over.
"Oh God, Kaitlyn I'm sorry! I didn't mean.. I should have.." Hannah's voice faded as she realized that not only couldn't Kaitlyn hear her, nothing she could say would make a difference. What was done was done, now she had to try and fix it.
"Don't move Kaitlyn, I'll be right back." she whispered, turning quickly to leave the room. She nearly ran to the receptionist's desk.
"I'll be a little while with Kaitlyn, Jules, you can go home, I'll take care of the paperwork when I'm finished." she said with a forced smile.
Jules nodded, her nostrils flaring slightly, and her eyes flickering to Hannah's wet crotch, but she was already turning away. Shaking her head to herself with a smile, Jules got ready and left, locking the outer office door and heading out of the hospital.
Hannah was already back in the examining room with Kaitlyn. Quickly she checked her pulse and sighed with relief as she felt the slow, steady beat. Kaitlyn was obviously only sleeping, her body exhausted from its ordeal. Hannah quickly prepared a sedative and administered it, muttering to herself, "Need to run some tests..", the tiny voice at the back of her mind shouting that no, she just wasn't ready to explain to Kaitlyn what she'd done and why. She drew some blood and hurried to the lab to test it.
Hannah first found the sample to show dangerously low blood sugar, and other signs of malnourishment. Quickly she realized the source, as rapid physical growth such as had taken place must require immense resources.. no wonder the poor woman was unconscious! In just a few moments, she had gone through at least several weeks worth of growth for an adolescent in puberty! The hormone levels confirmed her thoughts and she left the lab, ducking into a supply room unseen and grabbing several IV bags of nutrient solution, that usually used to feed patients who were too weak to eat solid food.
Hurriedly she returned to her office, locking the door behind her again and returning to Kaitlyn's bedside, noting with relief that nothing had changed. She quickly set up the IV and then moved to sit before the computer terminal in the corner of the room. Almost frantically she looked through file after file, resource after resource, looking for something.. anything that could explain what had happened, and more importantly reverse the process.
"HmmMm.. Doc.. Dr. Bruen..?"
Cursing inwardly for forgetting more sedative, Hannah quickly got up and turned to Kaitlyn, returning to her side.
"Kaitlyn? Are you ok, dear? How do you feel?"
"I.. er.. fine I guess.. tired.. wha.." Kaitlyn began as she slowly propped herself up on her elbows. Feeling the unaccustomed, and now unmistakable added weight on her chest, she looked down, gasping with shock.
"Oh my God.. look at me!" she exclaimed, half in horror, half in awe. She finished sitting up and her hands hesitantly brushed her newly enlarged breasts, making her shiver.
"Kaitlyn, I.. I've taken some blood, and run some tests. I still don't know what's caused this, I've been looking into every remotely related case in our files to try and figure it out. Can you give me any clues as to what started this..?" Hannah's speech was hurried, telling herself she needed to know, the little voice correcting her saying she didn't want to explain.
"I.. I don't know!" Kaitlyn's voice was shrill, more than a little frightened. "Nothing happened.." Suddenly, she stopped, eyes widening.
"What? What is it?" Hannah asked quickly.
"The machine! Yesterday.. during the examination.. I.. it.. it felt weird. Different than it ever did before. The hum was different, and the plates.. they warmed up much quicker.. they were warmer than me afterward!" Kaitlyn's eyes were wide with realization. "The noise! Thunder.. could it have.."
Hannah's look was doubtful, her voice hesitant, "I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. An electrical jolt should have tripped the safety mechanisms and shut it down.."
"My God!" Kaitlyn exclaimed, ignoring Hannah's skepticism. "Did anyone else.."
"No.. you were the only mammogram yesterday. I really don't think.." Hannah cut in, then with a deep breath she turned to look at the machine in the corner of the room. "Well.. I can take a look."
Hannah moved to the machine and quickly Kaitlyn followed, shrugging into her blouse, managing to get a few buttons fastened, albiet tightly around her new breasts. The doctor checked the settings of the machine, finding nothing ordinary. With another look of skepticism at Kaitlyn, she shrugged and threw the switch to turn it on.
Nothing happened. Hannah's face took on a perplexed look as she checked the settings again, and the connections to the power supply. Kaitlyn looked on apprehensively, biting her lip.
"I don't understand.. there's nothing wrong that I can see. The connections are fine, and the power is on.. the settings are all correct.." Her voice had taken on an uneasy quality, thoughts of the credibility for Kaitlyn's assumptions forcing themselves to the fore of her mind.
"Oh Hannah.. that has to be it! Why else would it stop working! Something happened to it yesterday, and somehow it did this to me! There has to be some way to stop it.. I don't want to turn into a freak!" Kaitlyn's voice had a frantic edge now, and she pressed her new breasts together for emphasis, quickly removing her hands with a blush at the first hint of pleasure.
"First you have to calm down, Kaitlyn. I'm sure there is an explanation for this, and a way to stop it," Hannah soothed. "We'll run some more tests, and see what we can see." She sounded much more confident and calm than she felt. Inside, Hannah was just as worried as Kaitlyn. Smoothly she walked the frightened woman back to the table and helped her to lie down again. She wheeled a cart of sensory equipment by the bedside, unbuttoning Kaitlyn's overburdened blouse with a reassuring smile, and placing the sensor patches at many places on and around each breast. Each touch sent shivers through Kaitlyn and she smiled apologetically, her eyes still showing her fear.
Hannah examined the instruments, and ran a series of tests, each coming up completely normal. She shook her head, lips pursed in thought, and then turned to Kaitlyn.
"Everything looks normal right now.. I'm afraid I'm going to have to try.." Her voice faltered, and Kaitlyn nodded slowly, giving another small smile which quickly faded, replaced by grim determination.
Hannah moved to bring her hands up, then hesitated and turned back to the machine. She changed a few settings, readjusting some of the patches.
"I've changed some of these to give off various sensations.. heat, cold, tiny electrical impulses.. We'll see exactly what triggers the effect."
Kaitlyn only nodded quickly, biting her lip in anticipation. Hannah turned her eyes back to the other woman's softly heaving breasts, and began to turn the dials for each type of stimulation, glancing up at Kaitlyn's face as well to guage her reaction.
Kaitlyn remained still, her face registering no reaction to the stimuli. Hannah frowned in puzzlement as she concluded each. Finally she shook her head.
"None of it seemed to do anything. It seems to involve only direct physical stimulation." She looked at Kaitlyn meaningfully after readjusting the settings once again, and moved her hands up at the woman's faint nod.
Hannah's fingers slowly spread over Kaitlyn's breasts, caressing softly, careful of the sensory patches. After only a few seconds, Kaitlyn's breath quickened and her face flushed, the familiar warmth starting faintly. Hannah's eyes moved quickly to the temperature reading and she nodded to herself, watching it rise slowly but steadily as Kaitlyn's breath deepened, the younger woman's eyes showing the effort it took not to cry out at the increasing pleasure she felt.
Hannah felt an aching feeling in her own chest, her nipples hardening at the sight of the other woman's pleasure. The tiny voice again surfaced, accusing her of enjoying Kaitlyn's misfortune. She pushed it aside and continued to monitor the readouts, increasing the pace and pressure of her fingers.
"MmmmMmmunngghhh!!" Kaitlyn moaned, her mouth gasping open for breath as the pleasure began to overwhelm her, pulsing outward from her heated breasts, growing with each passing moment. She found herself staring again at Hannah's lab coat, now open, she noticed. "OOHhhhhh GOD!!" she groaned, her eyes locked on the sight of the older woman's clearly hardened nipples beneath the stark white blouse. Her fingers moved to grip the edge of the bed, knuckles turning white with effort.
Hannah felt herself flush, the stirrings in her unmistakable now as excitement and passion for the erotic spectacle before her, but she forced herself to breath deeply, calmly. She watched as the temperature and nerve impulse reading steadily climbed, only in the direct area of Kaitlyn's breasts.
"AARRGHHH!!!!" Kaitlin screamed, the pleasure growing more and more. Her breasts felt as if they were on fire, the super-hard nipples blazing hot points. Her eyes flickered to the other woman's lips as Hannah's tongue flickered out to nervously lick them and she groaned again.
"OHHHHHH!! GOD AN.. HANNNAAAAAAH!!" Kaitlyn pleaded, her voice a wail of passion. Her back arched off the bed, thrusting herself harder into the caressing hands of the doctor. "YESSSSS!!" Her voice was a wild cry of pure animal ecstasy and desire.
Hannah's hands jerked away as she gasped at the younger woman's desire. Kaitlyn cried out in disappointment, and she lunged upward toward Hannah, arms grasping about her neck and pulling her head down to her cooling breasts, "SUCK!!" she commanded, taken over by a lust for the tremendous pleasure.
The doctor tried to pull back from the woman's clutch, finding the desperate woman's grip too strong. Her face was mashed against the woman's still-hot breasts, a rock-hard nipple thrusting between her lips. Seemingly of their own accord, those lips grasped the nipple, sucking once, hard before she regained a semblance of control.
Kaitlyn threw back her head and screamed, "YESSS!!! MORRE!!", the jolt of pure pleasure more intense than before.
Hannah tried to pull away again, but again her efforts were futile. Her resolve was crumbling, and again her lips locked around the nipple, a low moan rising in her throat. She suckled once.. twice.. the voice in her mind screaming at once to stop, and to go on. The latter won out and she sucked hard, drawing the nipple as far into her mouth as she could. Her hands came up instinctively and grasped the sides of Kaitlyn's breasts, kneading them roughly together, unheeding as the sensore patches came off at the rough treatment.
Kaitlyn screamed again, waves of pleasure rocking her as she pressed Hannah's head against her breast. She writhed on the bed, pulling the other woman completely on top of her.
Hannah was beyond reasoning now, she willingly collapsed on top of the wildly writhing woman and sucked and kneaded the quickly heating breasts, stopping only to draw great ragged, moaning breasts and switch to the other.
Kaitlyn's breasts had grown perceptively again, moving now into the D cup range. The pleasure flowing >from them was greater than ever before, the warmth growing and growing into a shocking heat. Her screams were unintelligible now, her back arching high on the bed as she crushed the other woman's head to her.
Hannah's hands squeezed hard together, pressing the now large amounts of flesh between until the two fiery nipples were nearly touching. Greedily she locked her lips around both, nibbling and sucking the hot nubs. Kaitlyn's hips began a spasmatic, wild bucking as the ever-rising pleasure brought orgasm after incredibly intense orgasm over her. Her legs scissored shut around Hannah's own and drew the doctor hard against her sopping crotch.
Hannah's head drew back in a loud moan of pleasure as the young woman beneath her pistoned her hips against her crotch, Kaitlyn's hot cum seeping through both their clothing to mingle with Hannah's own wetness. Her mouth once again claimed the two throbbing points of heat at Kaitlyn's insistence, and she rode the young woman's thrashing hard, gripping the nipples in her teeth and screaming around them as she also came, orgasm intensified by her incredible arousal and the constant pounding at her crotch.
Kailyn's head snapped back, her neck corded as she screamed piercingly, the pain of Hannah's teeth ravaging her hot nipples sending the pleasure even higher. Her chest literally radiated intense heat, Hannah's face and hair running with sweat, both her own and Kaitlyn's. Arching high into the air with a high, keening wail Kaitlyn finally lost consciousness, the indescribable pleasure overloading her senses. She dropped back to the bed, collapsing beneath Hannah, her body shuddering and quaking.
The collapse onto the hospital bed jarred Kaitlyn's now DD breasts from Hannah's grasp and she moaned with disappointment as the grinding at her crotch stopped as well, but she collapsed breathlessly atop the other woman, her head pillowed by Kaitlyn's huge, rapidly cooling breasts. Mercifully, the tiny voice inside her seemed stunned into silence, and she too fell into a drained slumber.
Kaitlyn awoke first, gasping involuntarily at a twinge of pleasure from the sleeping movement of Hannah's head at her breasts. She blinked back the shroud of exhaustion, groaning softly as the strained feel of over-stressed muscles made itself known to her. Her eyes flicked downward to look down her body and widened immediately. The sight before them was incredible indeed. Rising up from her chest were two immense, fleshy globes, easily the size of cantelopes. They were flattened slightly by the weight of the doctor's head resting atop them, but the fact that they were still erect on her chest amazed her.. most large-chested women she had seen lost their breasts into their arm-pits when they lay on their backs. The sheer presence of such gravity-defying tits screamed implants.
Moving slowly, so as not to wake Hannah... her mind had not even tried to deal with _that_ shock just yet... Kaitlyn brought her hands up tentatively to the sides of her breasts. Yes, _her_ breasts, she had to tell herself, still awed by the massive change. The skin was silky smooth to the touch, the texture unchanged despite the wild difference between her previous flat chest and the new development. They were warm to the touch, not the wild heat of the growth, but an inner warmth generated from their mass alone. Her fingers sank into the soft, warm flesh yet it pressed back at them, firm despite their great size.
Kaitlyn's mind reeled at the sight and feel of her new chest, an effort of self-control needed to still her fingers from caressing the new flesh, remembering the incredible pleasure it brought. She left them still pressed against the skin, staring at the dimples created by her fingers, and the wells of soft flesh pushing between. She had always dreamed of having larger breasts.. but only in her wildest fantasies had she imagined them like this. The concept excited her, but at the same time it frightened her. Once again the terrified thoughts of earlier on returned to the forefront of her mind.
'What if it never stops? I can't not touch them forever.. am I doomed to look like a freak of nature?' These thoughts and more ran through her panicked mind and she began to cry, her soft, trembling sobs sending small undulations through her breasts, rippling under her fingers and Hannah's head.
The quivering beneath her head caused Hannah to shift in her sleep, burrowing her head further between the soft, warm mounds of flesh. Kaitlyn's anwering gasp was loud enough to penetrate her slumber, however, and she blinked slowly awake, her eyes focusing on the soft curve of flesh rising up before them, peaked by a large, erect nipple. The continued sounds of Kaitlyn's soft sobbing quickly brushed through the remaining cobwebs of sleep and her eyes widened in realization.
Jerking upright she stared down at Kaitlyn, her hands supporting her to either side of the younger woman's chest. And what a chest it was.. 'My god.. she's at least a DD!' Hannah thought to herself. To Kaitlyn she gasped, "Oh Kaitlyn! God, I'm sorry! I didn't.. I shouldn't.." Her voice trailed off as the sobbing woman slowly shook her head.
"No, Hannah.. it.. it wasn't your fault," Kaitlyn murmured through her tears, finally moving her hands up to brush them from her cheeks. "It was me.. I.. I couldn't help it.. it felt sooo good. But.. no more.. tests.. like that, please.. I don't think I could stop.." Her voice broke at the last, and she turned sad, pleading eyes up at the doctor, barely managing to control her tears.
Hannah opened her mouth to reassure her, then quickly closed it again, blinking back tears of her own as she simply nodded. 'Poor child. She's so confused and I had to go and do that!' she thought to herself, no longer a little voice any longer, but her whole mind reproaching herself for unforgiveable actions.
"Don't worry, Kaitlyn. We'll find a way to stop this, I promise," Hannah finally murmured, reaching up a hand to smooth away a tangled lock of hair >from her cheek. With a start she realized she was still sitting on top of Kaitlyn and she blushed, murmuring another apology. Quickly she moved to disengage herself, their clothing audibly sticking to one another with sweat and their juices as she climbed down to stand beside the bed.
Kaitlyn blushed crimson as well, a somewhat naughty smile springing to her lips through her drying tears. "I never expected to have a lesbian experience in a doctor's office!" she quipped, giggling nervously.
Hannah stiffened, then forced herself to laugh with the girl, her mind reeling with the implications of what Kaitlyn had just said. 'God, she's right.. I came too. I was always afraid this would happen some day.. but not with these circumstances! I couldn't control myself!' The thoughts swirled in her mind and fed on each other until she banished them with a small shake of her head. No time for that now. She glanced up at the clock on the wall and gasped aloud.
"Kaitlyn.. you can't stay here. This isn't.. I think.. we shouldn't tell anyone else about this." Hannah's voice was full of concern, trying to find phrasing that would show it wasn't some crude desire to keep this 'growing' girl to herself. The tiny voice in her mind started again, whispering that perhaps it was.
Kaitlyn glanced up at the clock and blanched as well. "I.. yes doctor. But.. How.. I can't go home. What would I do if friends came.." Her voice trailed off helplessly as she stared at the doctor, tears once again resurfacing.
Hannah nodded, moving to help Kaitlyn to sit up and putting her arm about the young woman's back comfortingly. "You will come and stay with me. I have a large house all to myself, and no one ever visits without calling. You'll be safe there until we can find the answer to your problem" She smiled reassuringly, much more calmly than she felt, and moved to pick up Kaitlyn's discarded clothing.
Kaitlyn beamed a relieved smile at Hannah and nodded, her eyes following her down, leaning forward to look past her large chest. She blushed as Hannah stood with her blouse in hand, giggling nervously as she realized at the same time as the doctor that it would never fit her new figure. Hannah stood there chewing her lip for a few moments and staring at Kaitlyn's bust, obviously lost in thought. Kaitlyn blushed again as her nipples hardened >from arousal at the attention, lengthening further with their new size.
"I'll be right back," Hannah said, her doctor's demeanor firmly reestablished, not even noticing Kaitlyn's arousal. She turned and quickly moved to the closet of her office, rummaging around for a moment before returning with a neatly wrapped bundle of clothing. "I always keep a few extra sets of clothes here in case of accidents," she smiled, setting the pile down beside Kaitlyn, "Something in here should do.."
Kaitlyn tentatively looked through the pile. All of it was in the severe style she was used to seeing the doctor in, not at all something she would have picked, but it did seem a closer fit. Near the bottom she encountered a bra and she picked it up to find the tag, eyebrows quirking as she took in the size of the cups, larger than she'd expected. Her eyes widened further as she read the tag, '34DD.' She looked up at the doctor in shocked surprise.
Hannah squirmed slightly under the young woman's gaze and she blushed, "Yes, well.. I am.. um.. not so small myself.."
Kaitlyn's eyes flicked down to the older woman's wrinkled blouse and she reassed her figure, even more lush than she had originally thought, hidden beneath the harsh clothing she chose. Another glance at the bra's tag revealed the word 'Minimizer' and Kaitlyn nodded. She hestitated a moment longer and then said tentatively, 'I.. maybe I should take a shower before.."
Hannah opened her mouth to agree, then closed it, frowning. She hesitated a moment before answering, "No.. I don't think you'd better.. at least not here.. the showers here are.. Well, they.." Her voice trailed off a moment with a blush, then she forced herself to go on, "The spray is very intense, for washing off any contaminants.. it may.." She trailed off again, nodding meaningfully toward the younger woman's chest.
"Oh.." Kaitlyn blushed, "Ok.. but I don't want to ruin.."
"Don't worry about it." Hannah smiled reassuringly, go ahead and get dressed. Looking down at her own bedraggled and damp form she blushed, "I had better do the same.." She slipped a blouse and pair of slacks from the pile and slipped off her lab coat, her fingers moving quickly to the buttons on her blouse before she froze, then with a small shrug continued.
Kaitlyn blushed again and then moved the bra into place, putting the straps over her shoulders and shrugging it into place, the large cups hugging her new breasts and she struggled to affix the clasp behind her back. As she finished and brought her arms forward, she looked down critically, thrusting her chest out a bit to test the fit. The bra flattened her breasts without squeezing overly, and was fairly comfortable. 'Definitely better than flopping around!' she thought to herself. She looked up and just choked off a gasp at what she saw.
The doctor was standing there just as she was, clad only in a bra and panties, the panties thoroughly soaked. The shock to Kaitlyn, however, was her chest. Underneath a bra almost exactly like the one she wore, Hannah clearly had breasts at least as large as Kaitlyn's. The older woman shook out the blouse she had taken and slipped into it, quickly buttoning it up as Kaitlyn looked away. She took another blouse exactly like the doctors and did the same.
When she'd finished, she looked again to find the other woman just stepping into a fresh pair of panties, catching a glimpse of quick glimpse of a smooth, hairless crotch before they slid into place. Blushing despite herself, Kaitlyn again chose a pair like Hannah's and quickly removed her own soaking panties, furtively brushing the damp cloth over her sex to clean herself as best she could while slightly turned, then stepped into the fresh pair. They fit surprisingly well, causing Kaitlyn to reassess her own figure which she had previously thought lacking in other areas besides the chest.
With a minimal further amount of blushing and furtive looks, Kaitlyn finished dressing and stood before the similarly dressed doctor, relieved to be clothed once again. Hannah smiled once again and then bent to gather the soiled clothing, searching for a moment for a place to put them before finally stuffing them into a large specimen bag. Gathering her few remaining things, she soon asked if Kaitlyn were ready, who answered affirmatively.
Together they set out down the halls and out the building, Hannah unlocking and locking doors as needed, nodding her way past the night-duty nurses, and out into the parking lot. After a quick reassurance to Kaitlyn that her car would be fine there, they soon left in Hannah's car, a luxerious sedan. With the window down and the wind blowing through her hair, Kaitlyn smiled, almost able to forget the strange circumstances leading up to the present.
To be continued...(?)