DR. HOOTERS - Part XII by Servax More than a Mouthful Eric and Marty made Blair and Amanda promise them to meet them by the pool, then they disappeared with the other boys to change out of their formal wear. Blair and Amanda exited the ballroom with the other girls, passing up the stairs into a hall full of bed- rooms where they changed into their less formal clothes. God, Amanda", Blair laughed, "Marty was on you like white on rice." She pulled off her green gown, and stood there in her bra and panties. They noticed that of these fine girls were staring at them with envy. This gave them both a bit more courage. "Blair, do your breasts ache, too?", asked Amanda. "Now that you mention it, they sorta do.", she replied. She thought for a moment. "No, they really do. Like a headache in my tits. She touched her right breast through her bra, and felt a shudder of delight run from her nipple down to the inside of her thighs. "I think I'm just turned on. Eric's really cute." "Oh, Blair", moaned Amanda, "I want Marty to hold me, and touch me, and **kiss** me. Is that wrong?" "No, baby", replied Blair knowingly,"you're just getting a head start on all this boy/girl stuff. Its fun." She paused another moment. "or at least its supposed to be." The girls pulled up their jeans, threaded the cords through the eyelets on their blouses, tied them securely, but not so securely as to not guarantee a delightful view to the watchful eye, and met the boys back at the pool. Eric led Blair onto the patio, some distance from the band, where he sat in a circle of other guests, laughing and telling stories. Blair moved close to him and grabbed his arm. He didn't resist. He introduced her to a host of people; Suzy Sanchez, and Toni Suarez, Candy's older sister, and dozens of others. Eric seemed to be very popular. Marty grabbed Amanda's hand in a tight grip, and moved her out onto the dance floor. There they danced vigorously for several songs, until the band began a slow ballad. Marty put his arm around Amanda's slender waist and drew her to him. She snuggled up closer into his embrace, and when her breasts touched Marty's chest, she trembled. Eric and Blair stayed with some of the other guests and chatted. Eric had his arm draped over Blair's back, embracing her just beneath her breasts. Blair found herself wishing he would reach just a little higher. from time to time, his hand brushed discretely against the bottoms of her breasts, and she felt a wave of ecstacy flood through her when he did this. Amanda and Marty left the dance floor hand in hand. He brought her around to a pavilion on the other side of the pool. Amanda ran her hand through her thick brown hair, which her mother had so carefully permed that morning. She looked up into Marty's eyes, which were gazing intently at her. At that moment it struck her how much he resembled her TV hero, Fred Hunter the detective, and she snuggled closer to him. Her nipples felt like tiny little coals of fire on her chest, and she groaned for re- lief. Blair was getting increasingly restless as well. Her breasts felt hot to the touch, and she sought relief by rubbing them against Eric's arm. She shuddered with joy each time she did this, and she wondered how Eric failed to notice. Eventually, Eric asked her to dance, so the joined the group closer to the pool where the band was. They danced a couple of dances, and Blair leaned her burning chest against Eric. It felt as though it ignited, and Blair gasped audibly. Eric pulled her tighter, which only increased the feelings of ecstacy seething under her pullover top, and she struggled away from Eric, but not too far. Amanda grabbed Marty's hand, and asked him if there was a place were they be alone. Marty grinned and suggested the recreation room. "My sister Mary Lou might be there with a couple of friends, but she'll know enough to get herself lost", Marty as- sured her. The rec room was on the other side of the Rodriguez' house, cool and quiet after the noise and heat of the party area. Mary Lou wasn't there, but a lot of clothes thrown wildly around signalled her recent presence. Marty and Amanda sat together on the couch, when she leaned back, pulled Marty to her, slipped her arms around his neck, and kissed him hungrily. Blair managed to cut Eric away from the crowd, and told him she was thirsty. They left the patio area, found the refreshements, and wandered awhile in the cool lower floor of the Rodriguez' mansion. Before long, they found themselves in the recreation room as well. Eric looked around at the clothes scattered around the room, and said, "Looks like someone's been here already". "they're not here now, Eric", replied Blair, and she lifted her face to his. Eric responded by burying his hands in her thick red hair and kissing her hard and long. He didn't see the other couple's heads pop up from behind the couch, but Blair did. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE", both girls shrieked in unison. Marty grinned at Eric. "Hey, Eric, howzit goin'?" Eric grinned back sheepishly at Marty. "Doin' OK, Marty. How about you?", he responded. Blair and Eric seated themselves in a big armchair facing Amanda and Marty and the girls giggled, while the boys preened them- selves nervously. Then Amanda sighed deeply, and Blair glanced at her, and realized what they had to do next. Amanda looked intently at Marty and told him, "We want you boys to make our breasts grow." "Wha-a-a-a-t???", gasped Marty, almost chocking on his drink. Amanda continued. "We want you and Eric to play with our breasts and make them grow." She went on to tell the boys how both she and her sister had very sensitive breasts, and that they hurt very badly right now, but when someone touched them, either them- selves or another person, it felt good and the ppain and pressure went away. They explained that they knew it would make their boobs bigger, but they hurt and ached so badly right now, that they were willing to run the risk. Then Amanda and Blair stripped to their waists, eagerly shedding their shirts and their bras, sighing with delight as the cool air hit their aching and tormented bare breasts. Eric put his arm around Blair's broad, naked shoulders. "But Blair", he began "But it won't make your tits grow if a boy..." Marty silenced him with a icy glance,as if to say, Let's not mess up a good thing, buddy boy. Amanda grabbed Marty's head and thrust it down between her tits, and arched her back, thrusting her breasts even further into Marty's delighted face. Eric lifted Blair's right breast to his mouth and began tongueing her nipple, making Blair moan like a sick cat. Both girls continued writhing and crying while Marty and Eric attacked their breasts with their hands, their tongues, anything they could. Finally Blair, then Amanda, shouted, grabbed their partner's head, plunged it into her heaving chest, and moved her tits back and forth across his face furiously, un- til she collapsed backward into the furniture. Both Marty and Eric were breathing very heavily. "You girls play hardball on a first date, don't you?", Eric laughed. Blair moved in close to him. "I'm sorry, Eric honey", she purred, "its just that we were in so much pain." Amanda nodded in agreement. "We're not that old, you know. We're younger, well, than we look." "My sister told me", Marty ventured. "She told me you were only twelve, Blair, and you were even younger, Amanda. Boy, after to- day, I sure find that hard to believe." Blair and Amanda fastened their bras back into place, put on their tops, and relaced and tied the cords across their chests. "See", said Eric, "your boobs haven't grown an inch." Amanda and Blair shared a significant glance. "They will", Blair asserted, "just give them a little time." Amanda noted a delicious warmth spreading across her chest, as agreeable a feeling as the other had been sharp and uncomfort- able. "Mine are starting already", she crowed, giving Marty's hand a squeeze, "Watch!" Eric and Marty stared in disbelief as Amanda's top began to bil- low outward gently. The cords on the blouse that she had so re- cently laced up began to work its way loose, and the knot gave way. The sensation was that of direct noonday sunlight on her chest, and Amanda squealed with delight. "Oh, that feels so **good**!!", she exclaimed. Blair felt a ball of warmth rise from her loins up into her chest, and suffuse. Her breasts were tingling. She grabbed Eric's hand. "I'm starting now, too", she boasted. Blair's blouse began to rise gently, and the knot holding the two sides of her blouse together began to work its way loose as well. Amanda's breasts were visibly growing now. "I bet I'm a E-cup now, Blair", she said proudly. Eric put his hand on Blair's left breast, and he felt it expand under his touch. Blair put her hand on top of Eric's and gave it a pat. Marty glanced slack-jawed from Amanda's chest to Blair's. The cord had worked its way loose of the first set of eyelets now on both of them, and a good deal of cleavage was visible , for the first time, through the gap. Then Blair shuddered again. "Oh my God, what a **rush**", she exclaimed. The leather cord pulled loose of the second set of eyelets as Blair's expanding titties surged through the growing gap. "I've passed you now, Mandy", she gloated. "Not for long, Sis", responded Amanda. And then her own breasts grew suddenly, catching up, and even slightly passing her sister. Both girls had now about tripled in volume, and the imprint of their overextended bras were visible through the fronts of their blouses, which had pulled up out of their jeans, exposing their navels. "How big you think we are now?", asked Amanda. Eric swallowed hard. "Between a F-Cup and a Double-F", he croaked. "Aaarrrgh", roared Blair. The cord fell out of the last two eyelets, and now hung limply down the front of her rapidly grow- ing chest. The aperture of her blouse was opened now as widely as it could, and about six inches of cleavage could be seen. Her bra gave way in front, and her expanding boobs shook as they sprang forth from their enclosure. The bottoms of her breasts were now visible as her blouse worked its way ever higher on her chest. "OOOOOAAAAHHHHH", shrieked Amanda. She pulled off her blouse with great difficulty, peeling it back away from her growing mounds. Her bra popped its insignificant front clasps as her breasts tumbled out into liberty. Eric and Marty gasped as they saw her large breasts fill out like a water balloon attached to a slow faucet, getting bigger, bigger, and bigger still. Marty crossed himself and kissed the tip of his thumb. He was clearly in the presence of the supernatural here. Blair turned to Eric and lifted her hands over her head. Her blouse had worked its way up so far that half her breasts were visible. "Please help me out, Eric honey", she pleaded, "I don't want to get stuck in here." With a mighty tug, Eric managed to pull his growing girlfriend free of her blouse, which had clearly become more of an encum- brance than a covering. Both Amanda and Blair had pretty much finished growing now. Their large firm breasts quivered like a dewdrop on a leaf from time to time as they grew a couple of cen- timeters or so. Amanda and Blair stood up to survey the damage. The newly sprouted breasts jiggled and shook substantially, and it was a while before they were steady enough for them to see clearly how big they had become. Amanda cupped her hands under her newly-augmented mounds. "Wow", she gloated, "Now these are decent!!" Blair picked her now- useless 36-D brassiere up off the floor, fallen in the line of duty under overwhelming odds. "This won't be too useful now, I don't think." Amanda picked hers up and laid it gently across the tops of her newly swollen mounds. "Looks a Barbie-doll's bra now, doesn't it, Sis?" Blair's enlarged breasts were the size of honeydews, actually, fairly large honeydews, and covered most of her rib cage. Amanda's were smaller, about the size of decent muskmelons, but since she was shorter, and had a smaller frame, what she lacked in volume she compensated for in proportion. Embracing each other delightedly, Blair and Amanda found that their new breasts collided when they hugged. Amanda pulled back and surveyed the enormous expanse of newly grown girl-flesh both sisters were sporting. "Holy shit, Blair, look how **big** we are now!" Tracing out the circles of her now-silver-dollar-sized areolae with her fingertips, Blair was astounded at how big she and her sister were now. "We're huge, Mandy!", she replied. "No one's as big as we are now, no one!" Both sisters were delighted in the turn of events, and turned to give their boyfriends a view of the new developments. Eric and Marty were totally speechless. Like most American teenage boys, they had spent a lot of time hunched over Playboy magazines. This was like a magazine come to life before their very eyes. Just then they heard someone at the door. Amanda and Blair hid behind the couch. ****************