Beauties and The Breasts:

Chapter 1 - The Awakening

by BlowMuP

with contributions by my girlfriend, BabyBoobs

"Life's not fair!" said Leticia, "Some girls have all the luck."

Leticia Grey, who her friends called Mini, was a 5 foot, petite redhead, who had not been lucky enough to get breasts after 15 years of existence. She thought boobs would look killer on her because of her petite frame but nature didn't intend so. So she kept complaining most of the time about her breasts.

The three girls were in Angie's room. Angie was the tallest with 5'9", she was a brunette and had breasts the size of softballs, being 16 years old she was also the oldest of the bunch. She liked sports a lot, which explained the various balls littering the floor.

Leticia grabbed a basketball and lifted her shirt, trying to put the ball inside it. She then tried to cover the ball with her shirt but there was no way the shirt would be able to do that, so the ball was only half covered. She stood up and showed her profile to the girls. "Now that would be more my size!" said Leticia with a wishful smile on her face.

"Are you sure that ain't too big? You could even say HUGE!" asked Angie.

"I've lived with nonexistent breasts all my life, I think I can handle huge ones, besides, ask any guy you know and he'll tell you there is no such thing as too big. Anyway...this is just a fantasy, a girl can dream you know, there is absolutely no way this is happening to me in this life. I wish it could happen but it won't so . . ." answered Leticia.

"5 feet high with basketball sized tits, I'd dare anyone to call you Mini again!" laughed Gabrielle. Gabrielle "Bunny" Woodward was the name of the third girl. She was a 5'5" blonde with an acceptable 36B digit. She had a beach bimbo kind of look but she wasn't a dumb blonde.

Gabrielle did the same as Leticia and grabbed herself a ball, a beach ball that is. "In honor of my love for the beach, I shall have tits the size of beach balls," giggled Gabrielle.

"Your boobs are fine Bunny, why do you keep wishing for more?" asked Angie.

"Well, first of all, I personally, am not satisfied with the size of MY titties and secondly my boyfriend ain't either, he keeps telling me so," answered Gabrielle.

"Your boyfriend's a jerk, you should dump the no-good bastard!" remarked Leticia, Angie nodded.

"You may be both right about my boyfriend, I've been seriously thinking about leaving him. BUT I'm not changing thoughts about my breasts, having huge boobs is the dream of every girl, only thing that changes is the size the girls want and this is the size I dream to be . . . Imagine all those hunks falling at my feet."

Both the two other girls looked at each other, "As if they weren't already! " They said in unison.

"Anyway . . . Leticia, don't you have an oral presentation tomorrow?" asked Bunny.

"Yeah I do, it's a free subject so I can do it on whatever I want to."

"What are you gonna do it about?" asked Angie.

"It's an informative oral so I'll do it on a simple subject: How to blow bubble gum."

"What kind of subject is that?!? Anyway, gotta go home, dinner is served," said Gabrielle before leaving.

"You bought some gum for that oral of yours?" asked Angie.

"No, why?"

Angie handed her a pack of gum. "Here take some. You could do a demonstration tomorrow," suggested Angie.

"Great idea Angie! I'll do that. Sorry but I gotta go too, see you tomorrow at school," concluded Leticia, taking the gum and leaving.

The day after, at school.

"WOW! You look great, trying to score some points with the teacher, are you?" laughingly said Gabrielle.

Leticia was wearing a shiny grey-white spandex top and tight black pants.

"It's a shame you don't have boobs to go with the top or it would be a definite killer," wickedly said Angie.

"Yeah, the teacher would get a heart attack," added Gabrielle.

"Please don't remind me of my breasts," pleaded Leticia "I admit I want to charm the teacher for some points, but I don't think this will do it."

Everyone passing by kept looking at her, stare would be the exact word for it. "Seems to me it has some effect on the boys, they keep looking at you," said Gabrielle.

"Really? Cool! Now if I could get someone to ask me out, I'd be in heaven," said Leticia with a big smile on her luscious lips. "Well . . . Gotta go get myself some points," she laughed while leaving for her class.

As Leticia passed through the door everyone turned to see who had entered, whispers were heard. While everybody knew this was Leticia, nobody had ever seen her look like this. "Nice pair of tits, Leticia!" laughed one of the bad mouths. "SHUT UP! She's beautiful," replied one of her secret admirers, Jeremy Blake, 16, a rather shy but polite and well mannered young man, good looking but so shy that everyone kind of ignored him. Bells rang and classes began.

After a while, almost everyone in class had presented their orals but Leticia still had to go. The teacher stood up . . . "Leticia Grey, you're next, please step up." So Leticia got up and walked to the front of her classmates. Leticia cleared her throat and began her presentation.

"As all of you have known since you were old enough to talk, the world's most popular sweet is either the lollipop or the chewing gum . . . since lollipops are pretty easy to handle, I'm here today to teach you the ancient art of gum blowing!" introduced Leticia.

She took out the pack of gum that Angie had given her and showed it to everybody. "First of all, you need a pack of gum . . . well maybe not a complete pack, but you need at least a gum, like this one here." Leticia took out a stick and put it in her mouth, she started chewing. "Then you use your tongue and teeth to mold the gum on the tip on your tongue," she said muffled by the gum itself. "And . . . mmmmffhh . . . you . . . mmmff . . . blow," and she blew in the bubble for the first time.

Gasps of amazement were heard all over. "What's so surprising? Blowing a bubble is so lame," thought Leticia. So she continued blowing and she felt her top growing tighter and the fabric seemed like it was shifting over her nipples. She continued blowing into the bubble and she thought the balloon would pop and she would get gum all over her face, making everybody laugh and maybe add a couple of points for humor. Instead the gasps kept getting louder and louder until she heard a THUMP in the back of the class. She looked over, and noticed Jeremy had fallen unconscious. She also felt something sticky on her breasts. "Breasts?!?" she thought and then looked back down at her now softball sized breasts.

She put her hands on her breasts to feel them, to assure herself she wasn't hallucinating, but no . . . she really had breasts, and big they were. Her mind started racing, many thoughts came to her: "What's happening to me? How can this happen? Are they finished growing?" and things along that line. She nearly cried, not knowing what was happening to her, but tried not to because she had to go on with her presentation.

So she shifted her head a bit higher so her breasts wouldn't stick to the gum, and she continued blowing in the bubble. Now she did realize her breasts growing because she felt the fabric grow tighter and shifting over her now hard nipples. She understood what that meant, but she didn't look down. She was now as big as cantaloupes. Another THUMP was heard and she tried not to laugh but couldn't help it, she just knew someone had just fallen again. So she let several bursts of wind into the bubble because of her laughter, the balloon had swelled to the size of a volleyball, but nobody cared about the bubble because her breasts were mimicking the bubble, and were also the size of volleyballs.

She continued blowing all the while hoping that the bubble would finally pop. She kept blowing and blowing. She knew her nipples would soon pop out of her top and she felt her top expand with her bust. It was now barely covering her breasts. Her nipples were on the verge of getting out of her V-neck. She kept on blowing and blowing until the balloon finally popped. She thought everybody would laugh at her for having gum all over her face, but nobody laughed . . . total silence. She scraped the gum out of her face and from over her eyes and noticed that every guy and girls all had their jaws dropped. She was puzzled . . . until she looked at her chest.

She was now a basketball-sized vixen. She couldn't help but gasp at the sight of her breasts, she then panicked and ran out of class covering her globes. Mom and dad won't help but notice how their little girl got big in so little time.

That night the girls reunited at Angie's house . . .

Leticia entered Angie's room, Gabrielle nearly collapsed.

"Good god! I had heard about your little blowing up thingie but this is outta this world!" gasped Gabrielle.

"Yeah! Tell me about it, I'm back from the hospital," said Leticia.

"Hospital? Why?" asked Angie.

"Well . . . for two reasons. First because of my breasts, I wanted to be sure they were real, and not a hallucination, and secondly because my parents both fell unconscious when they saw me . . . I had to call an ambulance to get to hospital and the driver kept looking in his back mirror, nearly killed us. Phew! What a day," sighed Leticia.

"So, about those breasts . . . are they any real? Come on tell us everything " excitedly asked Gabrielle.

"100% grade A meat, and they are there to stay!" replied Leticia with a smile coming onto her lips.

"Great! Way to go Leticia!" cooed the girls.

"Sorry girls, I gotta go to the mall, gonna get me some tan lotion before the stores close," said Gabrielle.

"No need to go to the mall, here take this," Angie handed her a tube of suntan lotion "Consider that a gift, you can keep it."

"Thanks . . . hey! Tell you what, why don't you all come to the beach with me tomorrow, I know a place where we can sunbathe naked, and after that we could go farther on the beach where all the boys are," Gabrielle turned her head towards Leticia. "You could get yourself a boyfriend," she winked.

"No thanks," said both girls. "Thanks anyway, but I don't want a beach loser," added Leticia.

"Hey! That's a bit harsh . . . remember I'm going out with a beach loser " said Gabrielle, a little put down.

"Oh come on! I don't want to be harsh or rude but even you can admit he's a loser and a jerk." Replied Leticia.

"Maybe you're right, I'll start shopping for a new one, then dump the loser," she decided, unsure of herself, she did love him after all.

The day after, the beach was overflowing with people.

"Hey Bunny!" Whistled the guys on the beach. "Where are you going?"

" None of your business Jay! I'm going out in the sun where nobody will find me. I'm going sunbathing . . . nude," answered Gabrielle.

The guys cheered and continued playing volleyball. Jay was thinking maybe he could get a look at her although feeling guilty because he respected her very much as he knew she wasn't just a bimbo. It had been a long time since he had a crush on Gabrielle, he could only remember up to third grade but he knew it was long before that.

Jay was Gabrielle's type, not shy, confident, intelligent ( which Joey, her boyfriend, was clearly not ), and had his own special way of dealing with ladies. Curiously enough, she thought about it for a second and considered him being her boyfriend, she liked the thought and felt stupid for not knowing before. "Damn! I've known the guy for about eight years and I never even considered him, how stupid of me. But what if he doesn't like me. I might not be technically single, but it already sucks. So many guys . . . so many losers, so many keepers . . . and maybe so many rejections. I wish it was easier," thought Gabrielle as she finally settled down on the sand, where no one could see her for a mile. She took off her bikini top and laid a blanket on the sand.

She took the suntan lotion Angie had given here and applied some on her back with much difficulty. She then laid down on her belly to tan her back first, she took the bottle and read it. "Grow-a-tan, the tan that grows onto you," she read. She had never seen any bottle like this one before, then she concluded it must've been foreign. After finishing reading the bottle, she took a book and read it for an hour. An hour passed and she got bored with the book so she turned over onto her back and took some tan lotion in her hand again. She massaged the lotion all over her body, from toes up to her G-string, then her belly and she stopped at her breasts to massage them a bit, getting sure they are oiled enough, then she finished with her neck.

Little did she know, Jay had just arrived and got in time for the best part of the show. He refrained himself from jacking off, because he held too much respect for her to do so ( all the while thinking that jacking off to such a beautiful girl was kind of a tribute and not so shameful ). She lied on her back and closed her eyes.

Jay drooled on the rocks he was standing on, away from Gabrielle's eyes in case she would look up that way. Minutes passed, a puddle of drool formed . . . and Gabrielle fell asleep.

Minutes more passed and then it all began. Jay was stunned when he saw Gabrielle's two breasts fall aside on her chest and then crawled their way back up to stick up on her chest as they looked tighter than before, firmer, they stood perfectly round and up. So Jay figured that her breasts had grown a bit to be as round and firm as that. But his jaw dropped even lower when he noticed her breasts really did get bigger before but were not stopping, Gabrielle's breasts were mystically inflating like two balloons.

After two minutes or so, she had grown to the size of two cantaloupes. Then Jay thought: "The hell about respect, jacking off to her magnificent body will only make me feel better, and love her, and want her even more," so he looked down at his shorts and took them off and his boxers too, then proceeded to jacking off.

But by the time he got his head up again Gabrielle had gotten to the size of volleyballs. "Damn!" he thought, nearly blowing a load on himself. He continued watching as she kept on growing, up to a basketball size. He was furiously working on his dick, faster and faster, then up in the sky . . . a cloud got out of the sun's way and totally cleared the way. A sudden burst of sun energy and her tits blew to beach ball size just before stopping. "UUUUUUNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Jay's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he blew his load all over the rocks in front of him. He laid down on his back to catch his breath back.

Gabrielle woke up but still had her eyes closed. She noticed the sun wasn't shining as intensely as before, or maybe there was something making a shadow . . . a cloud maybe, she thought. She opened her eyes and skipped a heart beat. Jay finally caught his breath and turned over to look back at Gabrielle, only to be surprised. Still excited, Gabrielle got up in a single bound, making her bust jiggle a bit.

That's all it took to make Jay hard again. "OooowwweeE! Tonight is going to be a long night . . . better go get some Bounty."

Gabrielle bent down to get her top back but nearly fell over, not used to the weight. She touched her breasts to know if they were sensitive, surges of energy flowed through her body as she caressed her mounds. Due to the size of her bust, she obviously had a tough time putting her top back, so instead of tying it around her back, she put the tiny pieces of cloth on her aureoles and nipples, then she tied the strings around underneath her breasts and tried to walk to see if it would hold. It seemed to do the trick. Gabrielle rounded up the rest of her stuff and walked back to the main beach to get to her car. Unfortunately she had to walk next to the volleyball net to get there, so all the boys' jaws dropped in harmony as she walked by.

"Bunny? Is that Bunny? Nah. It can't be," some of them thought, all the while rubbing their eyes.

She finally got to her car and sat in it. She tried to reach under her seat to move it back and let out a scream of surprise when she honked when her boobs collided with the steering wheel. She got out of the car to bend down properly under the seat and move it back. She then got back into her car and went back home.

The day after, Sunday at Angie's house . . .

"And I used to think mine were big," said Leticia.

"Now you know how I feel, I got only got softball-sized breasts, they look like golf balls compared to yours," replied Angie

"It looks like it worked for the two of you . . . maybe I should make a wish . . . how about . . ." then Angie looks around her room searching for something round to visualize her breasts. "...How about . . . pumpkins! Yeah, that would be good," concluded Angie.

"I wish you could have some like us . . . hey girls! Did I tell you Jeremy Blake asked me out yesterday afternoon?" said Leticia.

"Get outta here! Jeremy Blake?!?! The guy is so shy he would not ask you out before...now you have the second biggest bust in school after me and he finally had the courage to ask you, damn! He's a brave man!" said Gabrielle.

"But what do you think I should say?" asked Leticia.

"You should go for it, my instincts tell me that he had a long crush on you even before you had your new tits . . . that's genuine love . . . and he's a good-looking all-round nice guy. Get yourself a man. You deserve it," encouraged Angie.

"You're right, I'll call him tonight and tell him," said Leticia,

"Well . . . have a nice day, I'm going home to prepare . . . maybe Jeremy and I can go out tonight." Leticia stood up and left.

Gabrielle stood too and said before leaving: "I'm going over at my boyfriend's house . . . dumping time, if only he knew I had beach balls on my chest, he's never gonna see this coming, and then BLAM, he'll see my breasts, drool, and be dumped . . . tough luck. Bye!"

Leticia's house.

The door bell rang, Leticia went up to the door and opened it to see Jeremy standing there. "Come on in Jeremy " invited Leticia.

Leticia introduced Jeremy to her parents, then showed him a bit of the house before going up to her room. Leticia closed the door behind them and sat on her bed.

"Nice house! So . . . what do you wanna do?" asked Jeremy.

Leticia looked in the paper and looked up the local theater to know what movies were showing, her eyes stopped on a particular title. " Let's be REALLY original and go to the movies, they are showing The Postman," suggested Leticia.

"Cool! Let's go. You wanna change before going?" asked Jeremy.

"Uh yeah I'll change but don't mind me, I'll change with my back to you," said Leticia.

So she stood up and went to her drawers, took a vinyl top out of it and a vinyl skirt too. She stood with her back to Jeremy and took off her satin dress. Jeremy couldn't believe his eyes. The woman of his dreams, Leticia was taking of her dress with her back to him and he could see her breasts swaying to each side of her body from behind.

She then dressed and they went down to Jeremy's car, where Leticia sat down and looked at Jeremy, giving him a big kiss on the lips. "You're nice Jeremy, thanks for taking me," said Leticia with smily eyes.

When they finally arrived at the theater, they looked at the line-up. Fortunately, it wasn't for their movie, everybody was lining up to see Titanic so they wouldn't have a hard time finding good seats in the theater. They got into the theater and nobody was in yet so they sat in the last row, where they could kiss freely. The curtains finally opened and the lights dimmed but no one had entered yet, they were alone in the dark.

The movie began. Jeremy took Leticia's hand, caressed it and gave her a soft kiss.

"You know, you ain't as shy as people think you are," smiled Leticia.

Minutes went on and Jeremy kept looking at her bust which was sticking out the bottom of her top, he noticed she was hard as her nipples were pushing against the vinyl. After a while he quite forgot the movie going on in front of the couple, he could've sworn feeling the blood rush into his manhood, which was on the verge of erupting. He had only one wish, and that wish was to make love to her magnificent tits and blowing a load on her neck and lips.

Seeing all the attention Jeremy gave to her breasts, Leticia twisted and turned in an expert way, unnoticeable to the untrained eye. Jeremy turned to her, went to kiss her, he summoned his courage with all his might and went for her breasts. His hand was stopped by Leticia's own, she suggestively handed her panties in the palm of his hand.

Jeremy was in shock, but tried not to make it too obvious that he was still a virgin, so slyly he dropped his hand to her thighs. They continued kissing. Leticia cracked a smile and she slightly jumped forward getting Jeremy's hand right at the entrance of her freshly shaved pussy. He could feel the moistness at the tip of his fingers, all he could now manage to hear was Leticia's now heavy breathing and moans.

She couldn't fight the urge anymore, she wanted Jeremy's lips on her hard nipples right now so she stood up, faced him she pulled the string in her back and her breasts broke free of the restraining top. She pulled the second string and put her top aside, Jeremy's jaw dropped and she sat facing him on his lap. The invitation was clear and it took no more to convince Jeremy, he opened his mouth as wide as he could, trying to swallow her whole breasts in. He kept kissing them, fondling them, sucking them. She undid his button and she unzipped his pants. She ran her hand in his boxer shorts, caressing his balls. She then went up to his already erect cock. The pressure was too much, and he blasted a load on Leticia's belly.

Leticia wasn't satisfied yet, she needed him inside her. So her caresses and kisses were doubled, her lips were everywhere, her hands followed. Visions of lust rushed through her mind. She slid away from him, her breasts caressing his legs. She bent down on her knees before him. She went between his thighs, her hair, as soft as silk, flowing on his legs. Her hands wandered
all over his belly, tickling his tummy. She fondled his balls, opened her lips, ran her tongue on his thighs, on his balls. She kissed them, continued kissing while going up the erecting shaft up to the tip of his tool. A smile appeared on her lips, he was hard again.

She sucked hungrily, sensually. Jeremy was going crazy on his seat. He was boiling again. Five minutes went on and he grabbed her shoulders, motioning her to stand up. As soon as she was up, Jeremy turned her around, he laid his hands on her back and push her forward so she would bend down over the front seat. Her boobs lay on the back of the front seat. He grabbed her skirt and tucked it up a bit. Jeremy now had a clear view of her womanhood. He opened her pussy lips with two of his fingers and stuck his tongue right on the pink bump that stood there.

Leticia shivered with pleasure, holding on to the arms of the seat. Although he was a virgin, Leticia would've never guessed, overwhelmed by Jeremy's skilled tongue. This intense pleasure lasted for minutes, but it seemed like hours for Leticia.

Jeremy stood up behind her, took his pants down. This would undoubtedly become one of Jeremy's prized moments. The heat rose up until he was sweaty all over, he had just entered Leticia.

"OOOOOOOOOOooooooooohhhh, feels . . . so . . . gooood!" cooed Leticia, her moans got louder and she panted as he went deeper in her.

He started humping, at first slowly but increasing in speed. She moved her hips in time with him, which excited him. She moaned and whimpered at every stroke he made. She was so wet, so hot and so expressive that Jeremy almost thought he was fucking his own porn star. Her yelling and screaming excited him, the thought of getting caught kept running through his mind. She was surprised at how much she felt him considering his size.

He held her ass with both his hands, fearing to look inexperienced. He didn't really pay any attention to his own hands until she grabbed them and put them on her breasts. He immediately realized all the time he had lost. "No more wasted time," he thought has he squeezed her nipples gently, followed the circle of her aureole. He tried to fill his hands with her tits ( which was not so hard after all ). She was so happy that he was caressing her breasts, the most treasured part of her body, and that he loved them. After caressing and humping a few more minutes, they decided to change positions.

She turned around and pushed him on his seat, sitting on his lap and getting his average sized cock inside her. She held her legs up on the arms of his seat, so she could feel him more. She didn't quite remember where she had heard that, but she knew she'd feel him more that way. She was now in control. She was the one setting the tempo. He felt wild, being commanded by a girl, and her for commanding him. She felt his testicles hitting her butt, which she thought was sexy and she felt him rub his prick on the most sensitive part of her womanhood which she had found earlier in the year by masturbating alone. She squeezed her boobs together with her arms, pushing them in Jeremy's face, driving him wild. He could swear he felt her heartbeat in her moist pussy. While still holding her tits together, she reached down to fondle her clitoris. All the pressure that had built was released with that single touch. She let out a banshee scream, cumming as hard as she had ever came since it was her first time with someone else.

After catching up her breath and being satisfied for the moment, she got up and kissed Jeremy passionately. Then she slowly kneeled down in front of him. She gave a lick on his penis, who jumped in ecstasy. She ran her hands sensuously on her own bust before finally putting his cock in her voluptuous cleavage. She started humping his cock with her mounds, sucking on the knob as it came out on the other side. Not even a minute of that treatment had gone by and it was too much, he couldn't hold on anymore. He grabbed his penis with his hand and stroked rapidly on it, still building up the pressure as he finally let go, a stream of cum heading straight for Leticia's chest. Spurts after spurts came out as he covered Leticia's boobs with his semen. He let out a sigh, dropping to his seat before trying to catch his breath.

Up in the projection room, the operator had just shot his load on the wall in front of him. What he had just seen was stunning. He had never seen anything like those tits. That had to be the best couple he ever watched. He knew from experience that adventurous couples came to fuck in theaters when the movie was bad.

Leticia and Jeremy finally dressed up and left the theater, hand in hand. Both of them wondering who should speak first. Finally Leticia spoke up: "Not so bad for a first time."

"How did you know it was my first time?" asked Jeremy, surprised.

"Didn't know . . . you just told me . . ." she laughed, " . . . I was talking about myself."

They were both surprised and laughed as they got in the car and drove back home.

Angie's house, the day after . . .

It was 7:00 P.M. and Angie was getting ready to watch her favorite basketball team on TV. She had everything she needed: remote, orange juice and her bag of sweets. She liked sweets since she was a kid, and nature was kind with her as she didn't gain a pound from it. As luck would have it, she found a bag at the last minute because she had just found out that she ate the last one a week ago. She couldn't watch basketball without her ritual jujubes, so she rummaged through the cupboards and found an old dusty bag of round gummy bears. She figured the bears lost their bear shape because they were too old, she didn't care much about it though. Reaching in the bag, she tried one . . . "Man. Those are good!" She thought to herself as she chomped on them. She took a sip of juice, changed channels and she was ready.

Minutes went on and she kept on munching . . .

"...And the game is over, the Lakers won by 10 points over the Boston Celtics . . ." said the announcer before Angie turned off the TV.

" Great team, no doubt about it . . . gotta go watch a game sometime " she said to herself as she got up.

She crumpled the bag as she realized she ate all the gummies . . . that was not all she realized., "Phew! I'm full, I feel like I'm ballooning . . . I should've left some, not ate them all," she felt heavy and bloated in the stomach. She could also swear she felt the weight and pressure shift somewhere higher. "Oh no, I think I'm gonna be sick," she breathed heavily and she felt sweaty all of a sudden. She took her hand to her heart and she could feel her heartbeat through her breasts.

Suddenly, her hand didn't touch her rib cage anymore. At the same time, the bra strap in her back seemed like it was cutting through her back and through her shoulders. She had to take her bra off soon because she was in pain. She looked down at her chest and realized her breasts were swelling slowly outward. Angie was indeed surprised. Still she panicked because she didn't think it would happen that way, let alone happen at all. She rubbed her eyes and took another look at the bag. Her jaw dropped as she read the bag again to see she had read it wrong the first time. The name of the company was JujuBE and they weren't gummy bears . . . those were gummy breasts. The bag had a little Jamaican guy on it with a bubble saying "This ain't no bad mojo, mon!"

"So that's why the gummies were round," figured Angie. She dropped the bag and looked down at her bosom, she was now the size of cantaloupes and she was in a world of pain from the stretching of the bra. She ran downstairs to see her mother.

"Mom . . . Do you know anything about this bag?" asked Angie.

Her mom, Rachel, turned around to the surprise of her life. Angie was standing there with boobs as big as volleyballs threatening to burst through her shirt.

Angie couldn't stand it anymore, and she reached under her shirt to take her bra off . . . "AAAarrgGGhhhH! OW! It hurts!"

*SNAP! * the bra tore apart. "Oops, too late," she sighed with a relief.

Her tits were hanging tightly under her shirt who pressed them firmly together.

"OH MY GOD! You found it?" said her mother as she looked at the bag.

"Found what?" asked Angie.

"You found the old bag of BE-Enchanted gummies that I bought when you were about five years old."

Angie choked, "they were THAT old?!?"

"Yes, they were. I bought them at a Magic Convention from a voodoo priestess who claimed that they made breasts grow by magic."

Angie's tits hadn't stopped growing and were now at basketball size.

"I gotta let you in on the family secret now . . . all females in the family have specific magical powers. By seeing your friends lately, I'd guess you're new found powers are to grow breasts," concluded her mother.

"You mean I'm kinda like . . . a tit fairy?" Angie looked puzzled and pleased at the same time. "I mean I never said a magic formula or anything for my friend's breast to grow . . . are you sure it's because of me?" asked Angie, remembering that she gave the gum and the lotion to the girls, "unless . . ."

"Oh my girl, you still have a lot to learn. Magic is much easier than in movies or books, at least your powers are easier to handle than most magicians. Some use magic words, others use recipes while others use rituals. All you have to do is wish hard enough, for example you could wish for your friend's breasts to grow, if you did that while holding an object that you would give them later, than you made that object enchanted. Do you recall doing any of this?" asked Rachel.

"Well . . . I did give gum and suntan lotion to my friends, and I deeply wished that they would have the breasts that they wanted . . . but I never expected that," answered Angie.

"At least you've got good powers, you can't do any harm with the power to grow breasts, don't feel guilty. I haven't seen your friends happier in a long time." Reassured her mother. "Maybe you got those powers because I fed you some gummies when you were young. Remember that you always loved gummy bears? Well . . . I slipped some gummy breasts in them periodically so you would grow a healthy bust. I didn't want anyone making fun of you because of your breasts . . . ," Rachel remembered about the gummies, " . . . which makes me think, each gummy enlarges your bust by 2 centimeters, how much did you eat?"

Angie let out a gasp of shock as she learned that and as her shirt ripped to shreds, her basketballs were now one inch larger. Her mother's eyes rolled at the sight of her boobs hanging proudly on her naked chest and she fainted before Angie could answer: "I ate the whole bag," she said embarrassed, looking down at the bag.

She was now calm because she knew what was happening to her. The only thing worrying her was how much she would grow. She got back to her room. She looked at herself in her mirrored closet door. Her tits were huge. They must've been the size of small beach balls now and showed no signs of stopping.

She started testing out her cleavage, pushing her breasts together. She was mesmerized by her own boobs, and she started caressing them, fondling them. They felt so good, she got very hot so she took her panties off and reached under her skirt. She let her hand wander around her thighs until her fingers met with her clit. Her fingers probed her slit going deep inside her sometimes as she squeezed her nipples with her free hand.

She closed her eyes and imagined herself growing to gigantic proportions. Her mounds kept on expanding and she could feel her hand gradually slipping away from her nipples. She was near orgasm so she let go of her clit and took her both hands to her breasts trying to hold them together. She fondled her boobs, squeezed them, kneaded the nipples. She licked her tits as far as she could, pressing her boobs together she ran her tongue through her cleavage. She caressed them furiously as she felt spasms coming from all over her body.

She opened her eyes and with a last spurt she saw her balloons swell outwards three more inches. In the midst of all this ecstasy, her pussy grabbed her attention one last time as her two hands flew there to finger fuck herself for the last five incredibly long seconds of her orgasm. Her knees shook and she fell down on them, looking at herself in the mirror. Her fall made her loose balance and she tipped over, laying down, resting on her boobs who had reached a foot in diameter each and were perfectly spherical.

She had nearly fallen asleep when she thought: "Magical powers? Summer will indeed be interesting . . ." then a picture of her mother laying down on the couch, unconscious flashed through her mind, " . . . OH NO! I better go check on mom!"

To BE continued . . .