August 11, 2000

Hi, and welcome to my third BE tale. Created from some of my writings on the Addventure, SuperBra is probably one my oddest stories. Even so, I had a lot of fun writing it, and I think it's a pretty typical day in the life of Jim. Also, I'd like to say thank you to Adama for his feedback and suggestions. Your input is always valuable, my friend.

Jim was looking through the women's lingerie in Target one day. It was a normal type of activity for him to be doing, but as we know, Jim's life seldom remains normal for long.

"So that's what a C-cup looks like? I wonder if they have any D's." While he was checking out the different bra sizes, a beautiful woman came out of the dressing room, topless except for a simple white bra. How strange, thought Jim. I guess she's not too modest. What happened next completely took him off guard. The woman faced the mirror, cupped her breasts with her hands, and let out a deep breath. Right before Jim's eyes, her breasts got a little bigger. He noticed that her pert pair were the size of deliciously ripe oranges. Did I just see what I think I saw?

The woman giggled and turned sideways to get a better look at herself. She seductively ran her hands over her new mammaries. "Still too small," she said as she traced the edges of the bra straps. This time, Jim was sure what he was seeing was real. Her breasts bulged outwards, and the bra seemed to stretch to accommodate the new growth. Now her breasts looked like fresh apples. She jutted her chest out and bounced on her toes, making her two plump fruits bob up and down inside the stretchy bra. "That's much better," she giggled as she posed some more in front of the mirror.

Jim found himself a little embarrassed watching this woman play with her boobs so openly, but it was also exciting. As he continued watching, she faced the mirror yet again. With a look of concentration on her face, she simply said, "Bigger," and that's exactly what happened. Her breasts surged outward once more, rising and falling like two healthy grapefruits in the spring breeze. But apparently she still wasn't satisfied, "Bigger!" Jim almost swallowed his gum as he saw her bra stretch out even further. Her cleavage deepened and her nipples poked out like little bottle caps. She was harvesting two very lovely cantaloupes now. "Perfect!" she exclaimed. "Now I've got to go find a new shirt!" Her juicy melons wobbled back and forth as she bounced off towards the women's clothing.

"Wow." Jim was stunned.

"That was one of our SuperBras."

"Huh?" Jim spun around to see a young sales clerk smiling at him.

"I said, that was one of our SuperBras. Would you like to buy one?" The young woman pointed in the direction of a giant display that had somehow escaped Jim's attention until now. There was a large stack of bras just like that other girl had been wearing. A huge sign was hanging overhead that simply read 'SuperBra'.

"Whoa. Cool! I've got to buy some!" Jim ran over and grabbed a bunch of SuperBras and threw them into his cart. "My girlfriend will love this!" He hurriedly wheeled his cart towards the front of the store. Suddenly, a thought struck him, Since when did Target start selling magic bras? As Jim pulled his cart over, he suddenly realized that ALL the items in the store had to do with either sex or breasts. "Hey! What kind of Target store is this anyway?" Then he looked up and saw the store sign — a picture of a completely naked woman except for a red and white bulls eye covering her vagina. "Oh, THAT target. No wonder."

While Jim was contemplating this new revelation, he noticed a woman walking towards him. He noticed right away that she was completely topless and that her breasts were astoundingly large. Do any of the women in this store have a sense of feminine modesty? Hey, wait a minute. Isn't that the same lady who used a SuperBra a few minutes ago? Yeah, it is! The topless beauty walked right up to Jim and smiled, jutting her breasts out to get his attention. He blushed and tried to look anywhere but her bare breasts. "So...um...did you ever find a shirt?" Stupid, stupid!

"No. They didn't have any in my size. You'd think a store that sells SuperBras would have bigger shirts. I can't find anyhing in this store that fits me!" She cupped her hands under her tits and squeezed them a little. "Do you think I made them too big? I made them too big, didn't I? Tell me the truth." She offered one of her boobs for Jim to test the validity of her statement.

Jim was shocked. He had never even seen his girlfriend's breasts. He always thought he'd be married before he got this kind of chance. He swallowed hard. This woman was offering him the chance of a lifetime. But he just wasn't that kind of guy, and this was not his idea of a romantic situation. He laughed a little, trying to ease the tension of the moment. Man, this is just so damn awkward. "Um, if you thought they were too big, why didn't you just make them smaller?"

She looked as if her feelings were hurt. She tried to cover her mammaries with her hands as she sobbed, "I can't make them smaller! I have to BUY a SuperBra to do that, and I don't have enough money. I didn't notice the sign before I tried it out. I thought I could just use the bra for free. They even took it away from me when I didn't pay for it, so now I don't have anything to wear!" Tears started running down her face. She really was crying.

Jim didn't know what to say. He felt sorry for her, but he didn't know what to do. Then he looked at the SuperBras in his basket. Should he give her one of his? Oh, what the hell. "I'm sorry, I had no idea. Look, I guess I could let you have one of mine..."

Her face brightened up immediately. "You really MEAN it? Oh thank you so much!" She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He blushed fiercely.

"Um, sure. No problem. How much do they cost, anyway?"

"They're only two hundred dollars."

"TWO-HUNDRED DOLLARS!? That would clean out my whole checkbook!" Jim sighed. He had been saving his money for a DVD player. Could he really spend all his money on a bra?

"Pleeeease!" The woman pouted her lips and lifted up her tits as she whined.

"Oh, alright. I'll get just one. And you have to give it back." Jim grabbed a SuperBra and headed up front with the woman following behind. He didn't know why he was being so nice to some woman he didn't even know. He went to the cash register and wrote a check for the SuperBra.

"Thank you for shopping at Target. Here's your SuperBra. And don't forget the SuperPanties." The sales clerk handed him a pair of women's underwear labeled SuperPanties.

"What the...SuperPanties?"

"Sure. You have to wear the SuperPanties if you want to decrease the size of your breasts."

So that's the secret to undoing the work of the SuperBra? What do you know? Jim took his SuperBra and SuperPanties and turned towards the young woman who was waiting impatiently. She snatched the skimpy underwear and began stripping right in front of Jim. She didn't even bother to go to a dressing room. As she put the SuperBra and SuperPanties on, her breasts immediately shrunk to about the size of two milky coconuts. She seemed pretty happy with this size and began pulling her old pants and shirt back on.

Jim noticed that she seemed to have forgotten about something. "Hey, give me my stuff back."

The woman just turned and scoffed at him, "Hmmff! Are you still here? What do you want?"

"Hey, come on. You've got my SuperBra."

"Oh, that. I'm not going to give it back. Now why don't you leave before I taunt you?"

This was all wrong. Jim had given this woman everything she wanted, even her dignity. And in the end, she seemed to care even less for him. He had had enough. "You can't do that. You'd still have breasts the size of pineapples if it wasn't for me. You didn't even thank me!"

"Thank you? For what? Staring at my breasts? Look, I don't need you anymore. Just accept the fact that you were used and get over it." Then she turned around and ran out the door. Damn, was she a bitch or what?

"Hey, stop!" Jim chased after her, but she already had a head start. By the time he got out to the parking lot, she had jumped in her car and was pulling away. He yelled after her, "BRING MY BRA AND PAINTIES BACK HERE YOU...YOU WITCH!" Jim pissed and moaned on the sidewalk as she drove away. I can't believe I that just happened. I didn't even catch her name!

"Excuse me, did you just say something about a bra?"

Jim twirled around to see a shady looking man in a trench coat. "Who the hell are you?"

"My name is not important. I couldn't help but overhear you shouting there. Are you looking for a bra?"

"What? Damn. That woman just stole my SuperBra from me."

"Really? Then I guess you'll be wanting another one." The shady looking man reached inside his trench coat and pulled out a handful of SuperBras. "They're fifty dollars each."

"Fifty dollars!?" Jim examined the batch of SuperBras in the man's hands. They looked real enough. Well, it couldn't hurt. Fifty dollars was pretty cheap after all. "Um, okay, I'll take two." Jim took two SuperBras and wrote a check out. "Hey, what about the panties?"

"Oh, those. Don't worry, you don't really need them. That was just a gimmick."

"Oh. That makes sense."

Jim hopped in his car and drove home with the SuperBras in his lap. As soon as he got home, he called his girlfriend, Debbie. She came over immediately, and he showed her the SuperBra and explained what it would do.

"You've got to be kidding me," Debbie said. "Do you actually expect me to believe this thing is going to expand my breasts? What have you been smoking?"

"Come on, Debbie. Just try it on. Pleeeease," he pleaded with her.

She finally gave in, "Oh, good grief. If you wanted to see me put on lingerie, you could have thought up a better lie than this." Debbie took the bra and went into the bathroom. Jim sat on his bed and waited for her to come out. She finally came out wearing the SuperBra. She looked up skeptically at him. "So now what?"

"Uh, I don't know. Just think bigger," he urged.

"Ok. I'll try." She crossed her arms, closed her eyes, and concentrated. Immediately, she felt a warmth welling up within her breasts. Her eyes opened just in time to she her small A-cups pushing out from her chest. "Oh my God, it worked!" Debbie rubbed her new tennis balls tegether experimentally.

"I told you so," said Jim.

"This is pretty cool!" She concentrated and this time her breasts shrunk back to their original size. "Wow! I can be any size I want to be with this!" Debbie walked over to Jim and pushed him onto the bed and then sat on his chest. "Now, watch this." Debbie leaned her boobs over Jim's head and concentrated. Within moments, her breasts began expanding above his face. They looked like two balloons being filled with air. The bra stretched and supported her breasts as they grew to the size of softballs. He watched with delight as her cleavage got deeper and deeper and her nipples got thicker and longer. Within a minute, her breasts were approaching the size of volleyballs. Debbie wobbled her sports equipment over Jim's head. "What do you think of these?"

Jim was speechless. Her magnificent globes hung perilously above his head, threatening to bust out of the bra at any moment. Her marvelous nipples were poking through the fabric as she willed her massive mams bigger and bigger. Soon they were the size of basketballs and showed no signs of stopping. Debbie was visibly straining to hold them over Jim's head now. Jim finally spoke up, "Um, Debbie. Isn't that a little too big for you?"

Debbie massaged her swelling fun balls. "Don't worry, I'll just make them smaller once we're through. I could never actually live with breasts this big, but I think this bra can go a lot bigger." Debbie closed her eyes and concentrated as hard as she could. Jim gasped as Debbie's tits began expanding at an even faster rate than before. Debbie just barely managed to hold them aloft as the bra tightened around her mighty boob flesh. Creamy tit and miles of glorious cleavage was all that Jim could see.

Then Jim noticed something. The SuperBra had stopped stretching with Debbie's breasts quite a while ago, and the two mountains of tit were pouring out of the top and bottom of the thin bra. Long stretch marks had appeared all throughout the poor fabric, and the seams were making little popping sounds. Jim tried to warn her, "Uh oh. Debbie, I think maybe you should st..."

Riiiiip. Foomp! SMACK!!!

Jim got slapped in the face by two of the largest boob balls on the planet. He was drowning in an ocean of tit. "Mmmph mmmm mmmph!!"

Debbie's face was a mixture of emotions. She grabbed the tattered remains of the SuperBra and held it in her hands, trying to figure out what was going on. She stuttered, "I...I thought this thing was supposed to keep stretching!" Then she looked down at the vast expanse of tit flesh spilling out over the bed. "Oh my God! How big did my breasts get?" She backed off the bed, dragging her two monstrous milk bags across Jim's body. Jim gasped for air. Debbie stumbled forward as her tits slid off the bed and reached for the floor. "Holy shit! These things are fucking heavy!" She staggered towards the mirror on the wall, trying to get a look at herself. Just as Jim sat up, he heard a milk-curdling scream, "Mother fuck! They're as big as fucking BEACH BALLS!!!" Jim sat on the bed as his frightened girlfriend twisted back and forth in front of the mirror. Her boobs were so large they could be seen from behind, and they hung all the way down past her waist. Jim noticed that even her nipples had grown, and they looked like little pink popsicles begging to be sucked.

Debbie was acting hysterical. She pushed and pulled at her magnanimous tits, trying to somehow make them smaller but only causing them to jiggle and ripple like two giant water balloons. Jim was slightly amused, but Debbie wasn't laughing. "This is horrible! I can't live with breasts like this! Jim, hurry up and give me that other SuperBra!" She looked really serious, so Jim reluctantly tossed the other bra to her.

Debbie snatched the SuperBra out of the air and hurriedly tried to pull it around her huge mammaries, but it was way too small. She couldn't get it around even one of her massive boobs, much less both. She pulled and tugged furiously, trying desperately to compress hundreds of inches of tit into a thirty inch bra. The SuperBras were made to fit around normal breasts, and it just wasn't going to stretch around her monster-sized mams. After two minutes of tugging, she tried to invoke the magic by just pressing the bra close to her breasts, but that didn't work either. She was in trouble. "Jim, isn't there any instructions? We've got to find a way to get these things back to normal."

Jim slumped his shoulders. He really didn't see what the problem was. "I don't suppose you could just buy bigger shirts, could you?"

"Of course not, you idiot!" She gave him an ice cold stare.

Jim was hoping they could've had some fun, but she was obviously upset. So he tried to be helpful, "Look at the tag. Maybe it says something that will help."

Debbie flipped the SuperBra inside out. "Here it is! It says, 'Clasp SuperBra on body for use.'" She was crestfallen. "Oh no, this is horrible. I didn't mean to make them this big." She wobbled back across the room and sat on the edge of the bed, causing it to lean towards her. She buried her face in her tits and started to cry.

Jim just stared at her. He was trying to feel sympathy for her, but it was really hard to sympathize and watch her breasts at the same time. He tried to cheer her up, "Look on the bright side, Debbie. At least you don't have to worry about drowning anymore. You'll just float to the surface." He smiled weakly.

She cried even harder. "It's not funny Jim. I'll never be able to play sports again, and who would hire somebody that looks like this? I'm ruined!" She wept into her hands. Her tears were falling onto the tops of her boobs and streaming down to the nipples.

Jim didn't know what to tell her. "Come on, Debbie, they're not that big. I mean, I've seen pictures of women bigger than you. Well, maybe the picture was a teensy bit enhanced, but, I mean, there's plenty of girls out there with bigger breasts than yours." Honestly, he had never seen tits this size ever (except maybe at the BE Archive), but he was trying to make her feel better.

She looked up at him with stars in her eyes. Here was somebody that really cared about her and her feelings. He was accepting her no matter how she looked. "You...you really MEAN it? You're not just saying it?"

Jim could almost feel his nose grow. "Of course, Debbie. You're beautiful. I think you're a wonderful person."

"Oh Jim, you're so WONDERFUL!" Debbie reached out and hugged him, pressing her tits full into his chest. Jim felt his cock spring to life. She was so close to him, and he could feel her glorious tits pressing into his body. It felt wonderful. He reached up and put his hands on her boobs and started to massage them. Maybe she'll feel like having sex... All of a sudden Debbie stopped crying and looked at Jim with excitement in her face. "Wait a minute! All I have to do get the bra clasped, right?" Jim was busy feeling her tits all over. What was she babbling about? She looked like she had an idea. "Jim, I got it! You put the bra on and grow some boobs so that I can get it over my breasts. Then you can make yours shrink after I get through."

"What?" That didn't sound like a good idea. No guy would ever willingly grow a set of breasts. "Debbie, I can't do that. I'm a guy!"

"Don't worry, it'll work fine. I just know it will." Debbie was already slipping the SuperBra over Jim's head as she talked. "I bet I just grew them too fast. Just make 'em grow slow and then it won't break." Debbie looked up pleadingly. Her face was streaked red with tears. Her eyes were so full of hope.

Damn, why does she have to look at me like that, thought Jim. Now I can't say no to her. "OK, I'll try. But I'm telling you it's not going to work. And if it starts to break, I'm making them smaller immediately, you got that?"

"Oh THANK you, Jim! You're so great!" She gave him a giant hug as she hooked the clasp on the SuperBra. "Okay, you're ready!"

Why does she have act so sweet? This was going to be the most humiliating thing he had ever done in his entire life. He looked regretfully at his chest. "Okay, you better hope this works." He closed his eyes and concentrated. At first, it looked like nothing was going to happen, but then, slowly, there was a stirring within the bra.

"It's working!" Debbie exclaimed. She watched excitedly as Jim's nipples poked out like little thimbles. She squealed in delight as small nubile breasts formed on his chest and then slowly began expanding. "Jim, you don't know how much this means to me. Not just any guy would do this." Debbie reached her hands up and began feeling and squeezing Jim's growing boobs.

"Um, don't mention it." Jim winced as Debbie pinched and prodded his two round spheres. Soon they were spilling out of her hands, and Jim started to feel their weight tug against his chest. The fabric stretched and pressed against his nipples, causing strange erotic sensations to shiver all through his body. "Oh man, this feels so...WEIRD. I never imagined girls felt like this." For the next several minuties, Jim watched silently as the two foreign objects continued to swell, filling his lap and then spreading out over the bed. They were starting to feel uncomfortablely heavy, and the fabric seemed to be reaching it's limits again. Jim made sure to go VERY slowly until he reached the same size as Debbie. "Okay, I think that's enough. Try it on."

Debbie quickly undid the clasps and then carefully strapped the SuperBra around her own giant chest. She fastened the hooks and then closed her eyes and concentrated. Immediately, her boobs started shrinking. In a few short moments, she was back to her original size. "It worked!" Debbie jumped up and stretched her back. "Oh, that's so much better. I would've just died with breasts that big."

Jim was getting impatient, "Okay, now give it back. I can't wait to get these things off me. This feels way too weird." He greedily snatched the SuperBra from Debbie, more than ready to get this whole fiasco off his chest, literally. He looped the bra around his immense mammaries and pulled...and got stuck. "What the hell? It's too tight again!" Jim struggled. "Ugh...I can't get it on!" He gave the bra a giant tug, and his massive tits sprung out and rolled down to his knees. Frustrated, Jim looked up at Debbie, "Alright, who thought up this stupid plan anyway?"

Debbie watched Jim trying to put on the tiny bra over his huge tits — a guy with breasts the size of beach balls trying to put an A-cup on. She fell to the floor in a fit of laughter. "HA HA HA HA!!! That's so funny, Jim. I completely forgot about getting the bra back on you! Ha ha ha!!!"

Jim watched Debbie roll around on the floor. "Oh, ha ha, Debbie." He threw the bra at her. "Now put it back on and make your boobs bigger so I can get rid of these things." He tried to cross his arms.

Debbie picked the bra up and looked at it. Then she looked at the two whales hanging from Jim's chest. Then she looked back at the bra and dropped it. "Well, I could do that...if I wanted too."

"Huh? What do you mean if you wanted to?" He didn't like the look on her face.

She gestured towards his twin blimps. "Just what exactly did you expect me to do with breasts that big anyway?"

"Uh..." This sounded like one of those questions that didn't have a right answer. So he decided to just tell her the truth, "Well I figured we could, you know, have sex or something."

A look of disgust filled Debbie's face. "Oh my God, you thought I was going to sleep with you?"

Jim didn't like where this was going. He smiled weakly and tried to cover his huge tits with his hands. She was looking at him like he was a pervert or something. "No, it's not like that. I mean, you're my girlfriend, and, well, I thought you would want it too."

Her eyes looked cold. "That's it. I'm leaving." She grabbed her shirt and stormed towards the door.

"Hey! Hey, wait a minute!" Jim jumped up and bounded ahead of Debbie. His prodigious bust bounced threateningly in front of her, blocking the doorway. He stood defiantly. "That's not fair! You can't leave until you grow the bra back."

"Oh, is that so?" Debbie reached out and forcefully grabbed Jim's nipples in her hands. Jim was shocked to feel a jolt of pain shoot through the front of his tits. Debbie tightened her fingers around the sensitive protrusions as she spoke, "How about this? If you don't get out of the way, I'll give you a titty twister so bad you won't be able to wear a shirt for a week!"

Jim's eyes widened. "You...you wouldn't dare!"

"Oh really?" Debbie smiled and started turning her hands.

"Agh! Agh! Let go! Let go!" It felt like somebody had hooked up a battery to the front of his chest. Jim cried like a girl as Debbie led led him back to the bed. She pushed forward and let go. Jim fell backwards, whimpering, and covered his sore nipples defensively with his hands.

"And one more thing. I'm not your girlfriend anymore. I don't date guys with bigger breasts than mine." She turned around and walked out, slamming the door.

Jim pressed his hands over his swollen nipples and sobbed. "She didn't have squeeze so hard." He just lay there for a while. It seemed like nothing was going right today. He had lost three hundred bucks. His girlfriend dumped him. He had tits the size of Mount Fuji. And his nipples were aching like there was no tomorrow. He was feeling really empty. There's got to be something positive about all this, Jim thought as he looked down at the fifty pounds of tit laying in his lap.

"Hey! I bet I could give myself a titty fuck with these!"