Strawberries

By Eliot Cayne

Chilo returned from the Burger Queen stand and sat down next to Tina. Before even unwrapping her cheeseburger, she ate a few of her fries, and took a sip of her chocolate milkshake. The tanned beauty sat there for a few moments, sloshing it around in her mouth before her green eyes went wide in shock.

She violently spat out the milkshake. "Randall you bastard!" she screamed as she spun around, and bolted back towards the stand. A young man, with his hat drawn down over his eyes- who had been operating the shake machine wasn�t able to withdraw fast enough as he saw her coming. Chilo grabbed him by the collar with both hands, and yanked him over the counter- causing his hat to fall off- exposing his dark brown hair, as well as jostling his glasses. Patrons and employees alike looked on in awe as the reasonably tall, and athletic- but nowhere near Herculean woman continued to scream, while shaking him.

"Freakish strength for someone her size," someone in the crowd remarked.

"You perverted bastard!" she screamed, slapping him. "Why are you always trying to sneak that into my food! I can�t believe they hired you here!"

With that many stunned onlookers began to wretch, and pour out their drinks on the floor.

Chilo then whipped around towards the manager- her long, ruby locks swinging through the air as she still pulled Randall with her. "Manager! This man has been tampering with the drinks! He messed with my shake!"

"What� what did he do?" the man stammered, fearing the worst.

"I ordered a chocolate milkshake� he made it half strawberry."

"Huh?" The manager breathed a sigh of relief, and along with the others- his expression went from one of shock- to one of confusion and bemusement. Those who had not poured out their drinks resumed drinking them. "No problem! Sorry about the mix-up! Here you go! Please visit Burger Queen again," he remarked in a cheerful tone as he fixed her a new chocolate milkshake.

Chilo watched the man make the milkshake, and then decked Randall- knocking off his glasses, and sending him reeling to the floor- where he landed face down in a puddle of strawberry shake. She grabbed her new drink before heading out the door, still in a huff. Tina had heard the whole thing- even from her seat in the food court, and couldn�t help but wonder what was going on. As Chilo left, the manager was speaking. "Randall- clean this up."

"Just what was that all about!"

"Oh� that was Randall. He tried to get me to eat strawberries."

"You overreacted a bit didn�t you? What, are you allergic?"

"Well� sort of� You�re not going to believe me, but whenever I eat strawberries- my breasts grow," Chilo said earnestly.

"What! You�re kidding right? Ha ha� Whenever I eat cherries- I turn into a boy!"

"I�m not kidding! Both of my parents are severely allergic to strawberries, so I never had any until I was fifteen. I had a pint of strawberry ice cream, and my breasts swelled up. Randall was there, and he�s been trying to sneak strawberries into me ever since� that was five years ago! He even followed me to this city to continue his quest. It�s really getting old."

"They swell up? How long does it take them to go back to normal?"

"They don�t!" she said, leaning back, and opening her blue denim jacket, showing her C-cup bosom- clad I only a showy black lace bra, and a red cotton half-vest.

"I�m only supposed to be a B-cup! Strawberries don�t seem to be particularly fattening elsewhere- accept that it seems like my hips and butt got a little bigger too. All of this is from the strawberries in just one pint of ice cream! Thankfully I�ve been pretty vigilant, and so far Randall�s attempts have amounted to little more than comic mischief."

"Thanks for the exposition. Are you sure you�re not kidding?"

Chilo then unwrapped her burger, and removed the bun, revealing strawberry slices in place of pickles. Tina�s eyes went wide in surprise.

"Wow! He�s a fanatic! I guess you�ve got to watch out," the like-chested brunette said as she took a bite of her fish sandwich. I wish I could just eat strawberries to get bigger tits. By the way, I was only kidding about that �cherries turning me into a boy� thing. They really turn me into a super-curvy longhaired nympho, - obviously not permanently," Tina said with a wink, and a toss of her short brown hair.

Chilo punched her playfully in the arm. Just then- a dishwater-blond-haired woman in a bulky army jacket sat down across from them. "Pigging out again I see. I suppose it doesn�t matter. When I�m around- I suppose other women give up on the idea that they should even try to look good by comparison. You can at least enjoy letting yourselves go. I feel sorry for you really� here let me help," she said as she picked up a finger-full of fries, and waved them close to Chilo�s mouth.

"Get lost Leila!" Chilo snapped, turning her face away. "You�re flatter than a board, and you�re just full of yourself because you did one ad last year! You�re still just a little pickpocket! No one likes or admires you! Go away!"

"Humph� Perhaps you don�t deserve the pleasure of my company," Leila said as she got up and began to leave, still fuming- she instead started to argue heatedly with Chilo.

Just then a dark haired man in a black leather jacket walked in. Slowly he sauntered in their direction.

Tina interrupted Chilo and Leila�s argument. "Art� It�s Art!"

"What?" Chilo and Leila asked in unison, still pointing at each other. They straightened up just as Art neared them.

Correcting herself to a more haughty pose, the slender woman delivered: "Why hello Art. Chilo was just telling me about her rash, and I had to recommend a good dermatologist," Leila was suddenly knocked to the floor as Chilo stood up.

"Excuse me, I didn�t think I�d brushed you that hard. Oh well� I guess it�s hard to stand up when you�ve been drinking since eight am. So, Art� How are things."

Still staring off into the distance through his reflective sunglasses Art spoke:

"Things are going just fine. I actually came here to speak to you three."

He then tilted his head towards Tina, the foremost of the group. "I�ve still got a few errands I�d like to run, but I�d like to see all of you at my house around six. Is that possible?"

"Absolutely!" all three chimed in unison.

Walking away from Burger Queen Randall invited himself to the conversation, "Hey Arthur�" A material chill interrupted him as Art lowered his sunglasses and gazed coldly at him. "Hey Art� sir. You shouldn�t be messing around with Chilo there," he said as he rubbed his bruised jaw. "she totally freaked on me at the restaurant. My boss is making me pay for this uniform she ruined, and I think I�m going to need to go to the hospital. I don�t know how I�m going to pay for all this. She�s way too much trouble, and I wouldn�t trust her friend eith�" He fell silent as he noticed that Art was suddenly holding up two hundred-dollar bills. He tentatively reached out for them, and repeatedly nodded and looked up earnestly at the taller man as he took, and pocketed them. "Thank you very much! As I was saying�" Randall was silenced again by Art�s tangible cool. He then noticed that Art was pointing at the mall exit. He began to speak again, and was this time silenced not only by Art�s overpowering charisma, but also by the women�s disapproving stares as they noticed his apparent ignorance of Art�s order. Randall nearly tripped over himself as he bolted for the exit.

"The doorman will let you in, just show him these." With a deft, almost imperceptible motion- Art suddenly had three pendants in his hand. He let them dangle at the ends of his fingers as each girl took hers in turn, Leila- the last- practically snatching hers. "At six then," he said laconically as he turned, and casually walked towards the exit.

As soon as he was out the door- Leila exploded. "Oh my God- these are real gold! If he hands these out as door passes- just imagine�"

"Art is so cool," Chilo interrupted.

"You two are positively drooling over him!" Tina broke in. "These are nice though�" she said as she examined her necklace.

"Why would art invite us to his home anyway?" Chilo asked, heedless of Leila�s presence.

Tina answered "I heard that he has a new yacht� well it�s actually more like a private cruise ship. He�s probably going to bring us along."

To witch the redhead added: "He�s probably just taking one of us�"

"And that one will be me. You two could be deckhands- if you�re lucky. The little amazon here is particularly suited to that. With an ox like you on board- I wouldn�t have to worry about keeping my bags light- maybe you�d finally get some use out of all that martial arts training and�"

"I think you�d make a good cabin boy� who do you think you�re fooling with that jacket? What? Are we supposed to think you�re hiding breasts under there?" Chilo interrupted as Leila continued her insulting, self-indulgent rambling.

Leila looked down at her chest, then stepped abruptly away from the redhead. "Humph� be careful what you say to your superiors� I suppose I�ll be seeing you two later," Leila remarked as she strutted off.

"I�m driving, but I need to make a few stops before I head towards Art�s house. Are you coming?" Tina offered

"No, I need to go straight there. I�ll get a cab."

"No problem! See you there!" With that Tina walked off.

Chilo sat back down, and quickly finished her fries and shake- ignoring the strawberry laden burger. She then opened her purse to see if she had cab fare- only to find that all of her cash and cards were missing, replaced by a note that read:

You know- sometimes it can be good to be a little pickpocket. Thanks for the shopping spree, I�ll be sure to think of you when I get to Art�s. See you there� or not.

Leila

"That bitch!" Chilo screamed as she crumpled the note. If I hurry- maybe I can still hitch a ride with Tina.

Chilo raced out to the parking lot as fast as she could, but she made it there only in time to see Tina�s hatchback driving down the road. She became quite distraught, and would have remained that way hat she not heard a stream of obscenities coming from the other side of the lot. When she investigated- she found them to be coming from Randall. She�d seen his car on the way in, and initiated her normal response to finding that he�d followed her- she�d covered it in birdseed. Figuring that she had little choice- she walked over to him and began.

"Randall, I need a ride."

"What!" he exclaimed, nearly falling over. "No way! This is the tenth time you�ve done this! You have no right! Just because you see my car someplace where you are, that doesn�t mean I�m carefully plotting your movements� necessarily."

"Randall, I need a ride."

Randall bowed his head, and muttered under his breath, as he thought for a moment. "Fine, get in."

They both got into the his van- in the back of which she noticed all sorts of fresh strawberries, a refrigeration unit, and among other paraphernalia- strawberries growing under a fluorescent lamp. "What a pervert," Chilo thought to herself. After a few minutes of simply sitting there- Chilo spoke up- "Why haven�t you started the car, I need to go to Art�s house."

"I thought you�d never ask!" Randall said as he opened the side of his jacket. Suspended inside were packages of dried strawberries, fresh strawberries, concentrated strawberry syrup, and a watch.

"What�s with the watch?" she asked.

"It�s obligatory."

They stared at each other, blinking, for a moment before Randall spoke again. "I�m not moving this Van until you eat some strawberries."

"You perverted bastard." Chilo sighed. "� I�ll eat one."

"A whole bag!"

"A quarter of one."

"Half of one! I�m not going any lower, I�ve been working at this for five years!"

Chilo bowed her head, and sighed again. She then snatched the bag of fresh strawberries from his jacket. "Fine." Randall looked on with rapt attention as Chilo started to consume the strawberries- one at-a-time so as not to exceed the half-bag mark by even a little. Despite herself- She let out at least one little �mmm�. Chilo loved the taste of strawberries; it was only due to the �consequences� that she avoided them. She finished her portion of the berries, and threw the bag roughly against his chest. Placing her hand on her toned stomach she remarked, "There. Are you happy now?"

"Oh I will be," he said, leering at her chest.

Just then- there was a gurgling from her stomach. She rubbed it a little, and soon after- her breasts slowly started to expand. They both watched as her plainly visible bra grew tighter and tighter- her expanding mammaries pressing harder and harder against it. Her tanned tits continued to swell, bulging over the top of her bra as it strained against them. Chilo threw her head back, closed her eyes, and bit her lip as her stomach continued to gurgle, and her tits continued to swell. She felt her skirt get a little tighter, as her ass filled out a bit, but the growth was almost entirely localized in her breasts. As they neared the size of small melons- the insubstantial bra finally gave up the ghost, it broke loudly in the back, and her tits leapt forward, jiggling as they spilled into her vest. Chilo came out of her reverie, and pulled the bra out through her sleeve- causing her tits to jiggle and sway in doing so. She threw it against Randall. She was short of breath as she remarked. "�These are huge! What am I a D-cup?"

Randall replied with military precision: "You are a very full D-cup, exactly one-point-five inches short of a DD-cup, North American standard"

"Pervert� Just drive."

"You know� You�re already big as a D-cup, you ought to just go for the full DD. It�s a better look, and it�ll be just as easy to buy bras!" he said with an earnest look.

"What?" Chilo was incredulous that Randall was still trying to get more strawberries into her, despite the display only a few moments ago.

"C�mon I�m not asking for much! I�ll leave you alone for a whole weekend� besides- I�ve had something special planned in case I ever got you to eat strawberries knowingly," he said as he went to the back of the van, and opened a freezer. He came back to the front with a small carton of strawberry ice cream, and a spoon. He put the spoon on top of the carton, and held it out pleadingly, "C�mon� please?"

Chilo was not immune to the sentiment, and relaxed in her seat a bit as she sighed and looked at the treat. She sat there for a few moments looking at the carton; she then made eye contact with Randall, and looked at it again. "Alright," she sighed as she took the carton from him, and started to remove the lid.

"Great! Great!" Randall was ecstatic as he sat down in the driver�s seat, intently watching her.

More than a bit exasperated by his constant attention, Chilo gave Randall a sidelong glance as she stared to eat the confection. She put the first spoonful into her mouth- it was heaven! She�d never in her life had ice cream this good - rich and wholesome, with just the right mixture of berries and cream. "Randall� Mischief and� stalking aside- this is some fantastic ice cream," she said, pointing with her spoon for emphasis.

"I made it just for you! I actually had that carton printed up specially," he replied- a bit flattered, but more focused on when she�d start eating again.

Chilo took a passing glance at the container, noticing that it had an anime-style drawing of her with large breasts. She then resumed her consumption of the creamy treat. Each bite was like a sensual overload for her tongue- the dessert was actually that good! She ate it slowly, so when she was only halfway done she could already feel her breasts expanding. The sensations of the fabric being drawn across her nipples as her bosom filled out, as well as those of the ice cream, and the fact that her breasts were filling out- drove her mad. Her tits had increased in sensitivity as well a size, and she had become quite hot from the stimulation of them alone. She closed her eyes, and made no real effort to conceal her enjoyment. �Fine, Randall can enjoy his little show if he likes,� she thought between spoonfuls of ice cream. She�d barely managed to contain herself as she finished the ice cream, and by now one of her hands was actually on her was actually on her crotch and the other was on one of her breasts- both applying gentle pressure, and subtle massage. Chilo moaned, and could feel a slight moistness through the fabric of her skirt as her hips expanded a tiny bit. She was so overcome with sensation that she could feel both of her breasts being stimulated as she continued to grow. She let out a series of sharp, muted moans as she orgasmed- leaning back against the chair, and slumping down a bit. Her breathing evened out, and she opened her eyes again. She looked down at her ever-more-abundant breasts- it was then that she noticed Randall�s hand on the one she hadn�t occupied. He immediately withdrew it, smiling apologetically. She raised the heel of her hand to deliver a crippling blow, but then relented, and simply slapped him. "Drive," she said- controlling the tension in her voice.

"Sure� um... just a moment please" With that Randall darted into the back of the van, accidentally spilling strawberry syrup on her jacket, and pulling the curtain behind him.

"Pervert." Chilo said to herself as she removed her jacket, and turned up the radio. She cupped her breasts, and looked at them closely- her demi-vest was wrapped pretty tightly around them, and they definitely looked bigger than double D�s.

After a few moments, Randall returned from the back of the van- rather more relaxed.

"What are these?" she questioned, lifting her breasts to her collarbone.

"I�d say that they�re small E�s, sorry about that� I did put quite a few strawberries in the ice cream."

Looking down at them- she squeezed her big tits between her arms a bit, and thought about the taste of the ice cream. "It�s fine� just drive already!"

He drove speedily towards Art�s house- attempting to convince Chilo to eat more strawberries at each red light.

"But you�d look even better with bigger tits! You could enjoy the delicious taste of strawberries every day! Additionally I�ve done calculations that say it could speed digestion, and prevent weight gain in oth�"

"Listen! My breasts are more than big enough; I can�t just go eating strawberries willy-nilly. I�d have tits bigger than the rest of me by the end of the week."

"And this would be a bad thing?"

They finally reached Art�s house, and Chilo got out of the van. "You wait here! With these- you owe me a ride home," she said, cupping her expanded bosom.

"With pleasure!" Randall responded enthusiastically.

The redhead showed her pendant to a man at the gate, and was brought up to the house by motorcycle-rickshaw. During the five-minute ride- she couldn�t help but notice how lavish the estate was. There were man-made lakes, terraced gardens, and a fountain that seemed to be made of silver with ruby inlays. She couldn�t figure out for the life of her why a man who owned all of this would spend his time downtown at the mall actually working at the magic shop he owned. Granted it was a large magic shop, worthy of being a mall in and of itself, and it was also in the mall he owned, but to be working in it, practically as a common clerk? It boggled the mind. Such was part of the mystery that made Art so cool.

Chilo was let in the front door, and met Leila in the front room. She was about to berate her for stealing her wallet, but she was taken aback by what she saw. Leila was no longer wearing her bulky jacket- despite the fact that this would have been a good opportunity to steal from Art; but more impressively- her breasts were huge! She was wearing a black bra-top along with a matching miniskirt, and five-inch heels. Her creamy tits were spilling out of the deliberately undersized top.

Chilo stumbled backwards a few steps before steadying herself, and coming up with something to say. "The slut-wear doesn�t surprise me; but since when do you fill it, or anything else out so well?"

Leila looked down at her beyond-cantaloupe-sized breasts, and feigned surprise upon seeing them. "Oh these� They�re new. 34-F. It was hard to convince the doctor to go above a double E, of course�" she trailed off- dipping her finger into her cleavage with a naughty look. "Do you like them? When you�re a woman of my social standard- there are certain things you simply must treat yourself to," she said, looking up and smiling wickedly.

"You�re pretty conceited for a common sneak-thief! How did you even afford those?"

"A sneak-thief? You must be mistaken. I�d never have anything to do with that sort of thing."

"I have proof of it right here!" Chilo said as she started to look through her purse for the crumpled note. Leila interrupted her search, now in an even thicker faux-aristocratic tone.

"You know dear, they make certain kinds of paper that disintegrates less than an hour after being removed from an airtight container� Anyway- if you must know- Stephen bought them for me."

"Stephen? You don�t even like Stephen!"

"But he likes me, and that�s what counts. You seem to be quite a bit bigger yourself, although I saw you less than an hour ago� Oh well; with that cherry-red hair of yours- you�ve always been a bit of a freak show, and in breast size, as in all other things- you�re still no match for me."

"Why you little!" Chilo lunged at Leila, but fell short as- with a thief�s agility- the other woman stepped back.

"True beauty comes from the inside� you might want to get a handle on that temper."

"Truer words were never spoken more insincerely," Chilo said from the floor. She immediately picked herself up, and bolted back to the front door, where the Chauffeur still waited with his hybrid device.

"There�s a man in a van outside the front gate! Bring him here and tell him I�m hungry!"

In only about ten minutes, Randall came through the front door carrying a duffel bag, and an entire cooler full of strawberry products.

"Do you want to see me eat strawberries?" Randall nodded both wordlessly and vigorously. "Come on!" she yelled as she dragged him into the parlor beside the entrance.

When they were both in- Chilo closed the door, and opened the cooler, inside- in addition to the things she�d seen in Randall�s coat earlier- she found- among other things- strawberry ice cream, strawberry shortcake, strawberry cheesecake, and some sort of European soda made with �real� strawberries. "You keep all of this stuff on standby? You really go all out don�t you?"

"You have no idea," Randall remarked, staring at her chest. "Come on, Art�s going to be here any moment! You�d better eat up! � For him,"

He remarked as he shoved a shortcake into her mouth.

Chilo at first resisted, but swallowed as she realized he was right. She tore into the food in the cooler. More shortcake, the cheesecake, half a pint of fresh strawberries, and three cans of the soda quickly ended up in her waiting stomach. Unnoticed by her- Chilo�s tummy started to slowly inch out as she gorged herself on the strawberry delights. Rounder, and rounder it became as she forced even more of the fruit into her increasingly convex abdomen. Chilo was obsessed with beating Leila, and amazed by how much she loved strawberries when she was allowed herself to enjoy them. It wasn�t until the top button of her skirt broke that she even became fully aware of what she�d done. Shocked when she looked down at herself- the redhead reeled back in shock, landing with her long legs partially spread- on a couch against the wall. She looked to be almost five months pregnant. Chilo placed her hand on her bloated belly, and began to rub it as she remarked aloud. "This is bad� First of all- I don�t know how big my breasts are going to get, and secondly- I�ll just look like a fat cow anyway. Why didn�t you pay more attention?"

"Oh- I was paying attention. And don�t worry about your stomach, as I was trying to say earlier- you should digest this really quickly and absorb nearly all of it into your tits, hips, and ass. In addition to some strange reactions with your body-chemistry- strawberries seem to quicken and enhance your food absorption rat�"

"Wait a minute," Chilo interrupted. "What are you basing this on, and how should you know?"

"I�m basing it on that incident when we were fifteen- reconstructed from memory, the distant upper-left corner of a home video your neighbors were taking that day, amplified sound from sampled phone recordings from the time of the incident, and a degree in medical biology I�m working on. I saw a girl�s breasts expand when I was fifteen; this is really the only thing I do with my life."

"That�s just sad."

"Hey shut up! It�s paying off! Besides�" he said, looking at his watch " You�re due to start growing right� now."

With that Chilo�s stomach started to gurgle, and her breasts began to inch forward. Her tits grew larger and rounder, and as predicted- her stomach quickly shrank back to normal. She could feel her vest growing tighter as the soft flesh of her expanding mammaries stretched it tighter and tighter. Shocked by the amount of growth she was experiencing- Chilo grabbed her breasts with her hands in an attempt to contain their swelling mass. Her hands sank deeply into her supple bosom, and she was hit by an intense jolt of erotic pleasure as her breasts had more than tripled in sensitivity since earlier in the day. The buttons on her vest were dangerously close to bursting as her tits relentlessly surged forward, quickly filling it well beyond capacity. She felt it as her skirt tightened and quickly broke- falling away from her lap as her hips, and ass filled out to fuller and more voluptuous dimensions- expanding her to slightly more balanced hourglass proportions. Chilo couldn�t help but moan in ecstasy as she felt her body expanding. Without regard for Randall�s presence- she started to knead, and massage her burgeoning breasts. Even still- she could feel her vest growing tighter- refusing to break- even under the strain of her ballooning breasts. Her ever-swelling cleavage rushed up out of her demi-vest, welling up to her chin and spilling over as her rapidly inflating boobs compressed against the cloth. Soon her breasts started to bulge through the gap between the two buttons, as well as underneath- shuddering with each breath she took. With a deafening "pop!" the buttons exploded off of her vest and her plump tits sprang free- jiggling as the spilled into her arms. Chilo covered her erect nipples with her hands as her breasts continued to swell. In a hedonistic frenzy- one of her hands flew to her crotch, and she started to rub her slit through her moist cotton panties. The leggy redhead let out a quiet shriek of delight as she came- again squeezing her big tits in her arms. As her melons surpassed the size of volleyballs- the growth finally slowed to a stop. She sat there- legs spread, cradling her soft yet perky orbs for a moment before looking up at Randall- who stood slack-jawed and mesmerized- practically drooling. Crossing her legs and quickly covering her breasts as best she could with one arm- she reached over and threw a throw pillow at him.

"Stop standing there staring you pervert! Do something!"

"Alright, alright� I brought some clothes� but before I know which ones to give you- I�ll have to take your measurements," Randall said with a devious smile.

"You�ve got to be kidding me!"

"No really� I need to take your measurements!"

"Forget it, just hand over the clothes," Chilo remarked in annoyance.

"Seriously- if you let me take your measurements- I�ll leave you alone for a whole month!" At this- the redhead perked up, raising an eyebrow. "Think about it� a whole month without strawberries turning up on every-other food item, without strawberry-muffin baskets arriving every three days, without strawberry juice in your water supply�"

"There�s strawberry juice in my water supply?"

"Umm� no."

"You�re lucky my building has a filter."

"Think about it- a month! It could be very relaxing!"

"Make it three," she commanded sternly.

"Done!" Randall announced as he whipped a tape measure out of his pocket. Chilo stood up, and in an act of concession- she removed the largely useless vest- leaving her clad only in her cotton panties. She held her arms out, and wasn�t surprised that Randall was unable to resist groping her thick, athletic thighs as she allowed him to wrap the tape around her expanded hips and butt, and then around her extremely trim waist and muscular tummy. He swiveled around behind her as he brought the tape up to her breasts. He exchanged an apologetic smile for an exasperated look as he copped a feel about the undersides of her big breasts. "What? I lost track of the tape measure."

"I�m not that big! God! Are you done yet?"

"Just a moment� I need to take that last measurement one more time."

Chilo let out an irritated sigh as Randall all too enthusiastically measured under and around her enormous bust once more. She simply rolled her eyes, and even smiled a little as he caressed the backs of her thighs, and her firm butt while measuring her height- it really didn�t bother her that much. When he was done- he was ecstatic, and gushed: "Are you ready?"

"Ready for what? Clothes?"

"No� Ready for your new measurements!"

Chilo crossed her arms again, and looked down at herself, she was actually a bit exited, and certainly curious about her new dimensions. Not wanting to give Randall too much unneeded encouragement- she remarked harshly "Fine, what are they?"

"5�10" 36HH-23-39," he could barely contain himself. "That is like such an hourglass- it�s not even funny� you are so hot!" Randall babbled before suddenly pulling Chilo close to him, and plunging his face into her cleavage. He barely dodged a fierce roundhouse kick, and as she simultaneously steadied her boobs with one hand, and drew back to hit him with the other- he quickly added "four months� four months!" raising his hands in surrender.

She grabbed him by the collar and said through clenched teeth- with her fist still cocked "Six!"

"Fine� Fine! Whatever." She released him, letting him drop to the floor. "There are clothes in the bag- the double H-cup tops are towards the back, after the single H�s, before the I�s.

Chilo went through the bag, and first found the tops. As one might have expected- Randall didn't plan to dress her for a business meeting. The most conservative outfit she could find was a burgundy, crushed-velvet crop-top with a plunging neckline, and a long, form fitting black skirt with a slit that ran three-fourths of the way up her thigh. She put it on, along with a pair of black sandal-pumps, and tied her long, spiky hair into a ponytail- using a scrunchie that fell out of one of the diamond-slotted sleeves of the blouse. Surprisingly- the outfit managed to be flattering rather than downright slutty. It showcased her long shapely legs and athletic thighs, while clinging to her full- round butt. Her toned midriff and lithe arms were also exposed. Randall being the one to have chosen the outfit however- the main focus was on her enormous breasts. They were huge, and the top did all that it could to accentuate them. Her tanned orbs looked magnificent, and they rose and fell with each breath as she examined her cleavage. She turned to Randall, and cutting him a bit of slack- she leaned down deeply as she asked, "How do I look?"

"Fantastic! You know- if the whole thing with Art doesn�t work out� I�m still here."

"And believe me� you�ll still be there if the whole thing with every-other-man-on-earth doesn�t work out," she said, turning away from him, and examining herself more closely in a mirror on the wall. She cupped her fat tits, and gave her nipples a light squeeze through the shirt- actions which both gave her great pleasure. She�d remembered that her breasts had become a lot more sensitive after the first incident, and this time was no exception. She slid her hands down her sides, feeling her new contours; she patted her but, and hoped that Randall didn�t catch her smiling a bit as she admired her new- more sensual body. She gave a final twirl before her reflection. "I�ve got someone to meet," she remarked as she left the room- her big breasts jiggling a bit with each step she took in the high pumps.

Randall immediately ran over to his bag, and pulled out a digital recording device with a microwave transceiver. Flicking a switch on the side of his glasses- he remarked, "Handy glasses-cam! Now maybe someone on the board will believe me!"

As Chilo reentered the front room- Leila, and the recently arrived Tina were both agape as they saw her new� endowments. Leila immediately started in on her.

"What the hell! There�s no way you�re going to upstage me! I don�t know what you did but when I find out�"

Chilo ignored her rambling on as she assumed as position next to Tina and whispered, "Strawberries."

"Wow! They really do work! I didn�t think you could get so big, so fast. How many did you eat?"

"A lot! I�"

Chilo was interrupted by Leila taking it upon herself to perform a detailed inspection of her new boobs. "You stuffed your bra! There�s no way� I can�t believe these are real!" Leila remarked as she felt the taller woman up. The redhead simply stood there- her hands on her wide hips- allowing the inspection, even as the blonde moved into a full-on grope- lifting, and jiggling the amazons tits. "I can�t� I just can�t believe it! How did�"

Chilo then delivered a backhand to Leila�s face, sending her crashing to the floor. "Alright that�s enough," she remarked as she casually readjusted her boobs.

Tina leaned in close to Chilo�s breasts. Holding out her palm- close to one of them- she began "May� may I?"

"Sure! They�re super-sensitive! I�d love it," Chilo remarked as she took the brunette�s hand, and gingerly pressed it into her boob.

Tina marveled at how perfect her friend�s breasts were. She started to massage them with both hands, and it wasn�t long before she nuzzled the redhead�s soft bosom, burring her face in her fat tits. "Mmm�"

"A� alright!" Chilo managed, stifling a moan. "I�ve got great tits! You don�t need to go crazy!"

"Ha ha� I guess I got a little carried away! They�re so round!"

Meanwhile Leila had gotten back to her feet, and recomposed herself. "I suppose it is of your caliber to put on a lesbo-show in public. Humph� There was a time when that kind of behavior was just for cheap sluts� oh wait- that�s now! I� mmph!"

Leila was interrupted as Chilo grabbed her, and kissed her deeply- thrilling in crushing the blonde�s large boobs with her own even-more massive ones. Chilo released her from the embrace, and gave the blonde�s chest a pat. "Your surgeon does good work- you should�ve told him to go bigger."

"Why you little! If he�d gone any bigger� I ought to�" as Leila was drawing back to launch a counter-offensive against Chilo- she was shocked to see Art�s shadow coming down the hall. All three women immediately assumed their best posture.

Art entered the room- without his sunglasses. "Good evening! I�m glad that all three of you could make it."

"Are you actually going to choose on of us to come on a cruise with you?" Leila asked quite forwardly. "If you are- I�d suggest strongly against this ruffian, and as for her little friend� I think she swings the other way- if you know what I mean�"

"Leila!" Tina shouted indignantly.

"Hmm�" Art bowed his head and blushed a little before resuming his usual cool. "I suppose I am a bit embarrassed to simply be meeting all three of you here at the same time like this� It�s not really the most proper way to ask, but�" Art blushed slightly again and paused for a moment, he spun around, when he turned back- he was once again wearing his sunglasses, and he directed his gaze at the three. He spoke calmly again "Tina- I�d like for you to accompany me on the maiden voyage of my new yacht- I�d also like for you to choose one of your friends to look after my shop while we�re gone," Art said with a nod. He added, "� A friend told me that one of them should be there- she�ll be paid handsomely of course."

"No question! Of course I�ll come! And I choose Chilo!"

"Good- everything�s in order then."

Chilo was shocked- and a bit embarrassed when Art chose Tina. She blushed, and crossed her arms beneath her massive bosom, as she looked down at it- some of her hair falling down and hiding her face. She eventually looked up and smiled- laughing at herself. She was none-the-less happy for Tina. On the other hand- Leila exploded, "No way! I could have seen you choosing lady of the thousand-fists here over me, but there�s no way you�re going to choose this C-cupped little tomboy over a woman of my standing I�" she fell silent when she noticed that Art was suddenly holding up a piece of white paper. She snatched it from him.

"I didn�t really read it� something about a shopping spree?"

Leila was white as a ghost as she read the note. "H� how did you get this? This disintegrated�"

Art slid his glasses down a bit, and briefly looked at her over them- before putting them back into place and looking through her again. "Hmm�it�s magic."

"You can�t just do�" She fell silent as she noticed that Art was pointing at the door. She started to protest, but feeling the chill emanating from him, and hoping to get back into his good favor- she deiced to obey. "Whatever you like Art! Have a nice trip!" she said through a plastic smile. She managed to get off a sneer and a whisper towards Tina and Chilo as she turned and bolted for the door, "I�ll get you two for this!" Tina went over and affectionately hugged Art as Leila left.

Art spoke once again "Chilo- the keys to the store are in your hand. Take good care of things."

"In my�" Chilo looked down "so they are!" She shrugged. "Have a nice trip- by the way- Tina loves cherries!"

Both girls laughed for a moment before Tina turned and winked at the mention of cherries.

-Fin