DR. HOOTERS - Part XVII by Servax Building a Better Breast Amanda woke up several times that first morning, thinking someone had gotten into bed with her. She reached out, expecting to find her sister, and touched the vast bulk of one of her hugely swollen breasts. It was surprising that anything so large should belong to her. She found that the only comfortable way to sleep was on her back, with her two monstrous tits on either side of her like two Dalmatians. Once, she turned over in her sleep, and her mighty tits had pulled all the sheets and bedspreads over to that side of the bed, leaving her exposed and shivering in the air conditioning. When Amanda awoke, it was late in the morning, and the hot sun was pouring in through the east window. There was no sign of the red-headed lady who had brought her here last night. She crawled out of bed, half- dragging her huge recently-enlarged breasts. Standing up, she saw they made an impressive display indeed. They were about five to seven times larger than they were before, covering her upper body from her neck to her navel, and standing out about two and a half feet from her chest. Yet, despite their impressive bulk and girth, they were remarkably firm and well-shaped, almost conical, and capped with beautiful well-defined dark areolae and plump nipples the size of a man's thumb. Amanda swung them from side to side and watched them in a mirror near the bed. They were huge!! She turned her back to the mirror and looked over her shoulders. There they were, about two-thirds of her new tit-flesh was visible on either side of her chest. Hearing a door open behind her, Amanda grabbed the bedsheet and threw it over her mammoth breasts. It didn't help much. She pulled it to her chin, and her voluptuous curves were plainly visible in the contours of the sheets. The door opened, and a young boy walked in the door. Amanda gasped with the shock of recognition. The boy put some clothes in a chair by the bed and looked up at Amanda. "You look kinda familiar, lady,", said the boy, staring at Amanda. Amanda instinctively pulled the sheet closer to herself, which of course made her generous endowments even more obvious. "I know you, too,", she replied, "You're Scott Bassham, aren't you?" "Yeah,", replied Scott, with a suspicious tinge in his voice, "but where do I know you from?" No sense in hiding the obvious, thought Amanda. Besides, Scott and she had always gotten along, even before her enlargement. "I know I've changed a lot since the last time I saw you, Scott, but I'm Amanda Quinteros, from school. I used to sit behind you in Ms. Suarez' class." Scott's jaw flew open with amazement. "Too-Tall Quinteros! I remember you now. Right before school got out, you grew up kinda fast. He picked up a great hammock-like bra up off the chair. Each cup looked like a dome tent. "Is this for you, then?", he asked incredulously. Amanda laughed, and threw down her sheet. When Scotty saw her enormous breasts hovering just inches off the bed, he gasped with surprise. "It must be for me,", answered Amanda, "I can't think of any other girl that could handle a bra that size." Amanda took the bra from him, placed it on the floor, cups pointing down, then leaned over, filling the great cavernous cups with her gigantic tits. She pulled the straps up to her shoulders, then, with a great heave, she stood upright. "Whew!", she exclaimed, "that's a lot more work than it used to be!" She turned to Scotty, who was frozen immobile in disbelief, staring at his classmate. "Help me with the clasps in the back, would you, Scotty?", she implored, smiling sweetly. Scotty moved around behind Amanda. The back strap of Amanda's huge bra covered most of her slender back, and it had sixteen snaps. Amanda played with the tops and sides of her mighty boobs, wondering and rejoicing in their sheer size and girth. "I got pretty big since the last time you seen me, huh Scotty?", she taunted, "I wonder how big I am now." She turned and faced Scotty, Her monumental breasts covering more than half the distance between them. She began to walk slowly towards him, and he retreated steadily as she advanced. "Where's the woman who brought me here last night?", she demanded. "I don't think I want to stay." "That would be my Aunt Julie,", responded Scotty with real fear, "She told me to watch you while she went to town for something." Amanda laughed, and her huge tits shook. "**You** watch me? Scotty, I weigh three times what you weigh. Hell, I bet one of my tits outweighs your whole body. I could crush you like a beetle between them. Now tell me where your Aunt Julie is!" "Right behind you!", shouted a voice. Amanda wasn't able to turn quickly enough to see where the voice was coming form, when she felt the prick of a needle enter her flesh. Suddenly, it seemed like a layer of warm cotton intruded between her and the rest of the world, and her head went all soft and hazy, and she collapsed on the ground. "Damn, I didn't want to sedate her!", exclaimed the thin redheaded woman, "Never know what effects it'll have on her..." She paused. "Help me get her on the bed, Scotty." The two of them grunted and groaned for a while, until they got Amanda's prone form back onto the bed. "Wow, she's got big titties, Aunt Julie, doesn't she?", asked Scotty, wiping his hands on his pants. "She was in my class at school, so she can't be but a year or so older than me, if that. So how'd she get so big?" Julie grabbed Scotty's shoulder. "She's been exposed to a very powerful chemical, Scotty, one that she can produce herself, with a little help from your Aunt Julie.", she replied. Scotty looked down at Amanda, thinking it must have been a powerful chemical indeed to transform a slender little girl into this titanically-endowed woman in such a short time. Julie looked down at Amanda's sleeping form. She turned to Scotty. "You know what to do when she wakes up, don't you, Scotty?" Scotty nodded. "Well, then, if she's not going to cooperate, we'll just take her clothes off.", Julie added, removing Amanda's big bra. "Cows don't need clothes, anyway." ********************** Amanda woke to find she was naked again. Her huge breasts cut off most of her field of vision, but she noticed that they were glistening, as if they were wet. She felt a small hand massaging her vast left breast, and where it touched, she felt rays of warmth and pleasure radiating outward until it was absorbed into a general good-feeling that pervaded her whole body. She sat up and saw Scotty rubbing a creme from a large brown jar onto the great orb of her massive left breast. As Scotty rubbed it into her tit, she felt stabs of pleasure and warmth run from the point of contact to deep within her, to the inside of her thighs. "Oh, Scotty,", she purred, "That feels so good. Keep rubbing. Keep that up!" She saw that her tits drank the creme up like a sponge absorbing water, and as they did, a general glow of well-being and contentment spread from her vast breasts to the rest of her body. She stretched like a great cat, and reached up over the tops of her huge mams to massage the plump nipples atop them. Soon, Scotty stopped his ministrations, but the golden glow continued long after he departed, and Amanda usually brought herself to a thunderous climax massaging her breasts, nipples, and pussy. Scotty returned three times daily, at breakfast, at two, and at ten o'clock in the evening for an additional breast massage. After a while, day passed on into golden day as Amanda rose, ate, and had her breasts massaged, and rested. She began to forget her sister, her mother and grandmother, Marty and Sherrie, everyone except Scotty and his wonderful, beloved cream. Between the morning and the afternoon massage, she was encouraged to relax out by the pool. Amanda didn't find it odd that the pool was empty. She stretched out in a lawn chair, her mighty tits overflowing on either side, toasting to a deep golden brown. After the afternoon massage, Amanda and Scotty would often play on the lawn beside the pool. Sometimes they would play croquet, at which Scotty had a definite advantage, since Amanda had a hard time seeing the ball or swinging a mallet. They evolved a game called tit-ball, in which Scotty would toss a volleyball, and Amanda would butt it with her massive orbs. But far and away, Amanda's and Scotty's favorite playthings were Amanda's own gigantic breasts. Amanda would lie face-upon the ground, and allow Scotty to straddle them with his legs. Then Amanda would attempt to dislodge him by bucking and swinging. Sometimes, she would lie on her side, and allow her massive tits to form two walls of flesh between Scotty, who would throw a blanket over them to form a titty- fort. Scotty liked playing titty-beanbag, where Amanda would lie face up on the ground, and he would take a flying leap onto the great, soft, cushions of her massive hooters. Sometimes, they would play titty-slap, where he would run at her full speed, and she would send him flying through the air slapping him broadside with her great meaty mounds. Scotty had to admit, no other girl was ever as much fun to play with as Amanda was. The cream kept her in a pleasant, agreeable mood, and her huge tits were a constant source of amusement to them both. She was truly a unique playmate. One day, after the morning massage, Amanda was sunning herself beside the empty pool when she felt herself stretching somewhat. She felt her great breasts. They felt heavy and full. When she stood up, she saw that her tits, which ordinarily hung to her navel, were now hanging to just above her waist. She tried to grasp her nipple, but found that her breasts had swollen past the point were this was possible. She watched entranced as they swelled further to the top of her bush. "Scotty!", she called, "Scotty, come quick! I'm growing!" By the time Scotty arrived, Amanda's breasts had hidden her entire upper body behind their gargantuan bulk, and the nipples stood out about four and a half feet from her body. They were erect, about six inches long, and surrounded by dark areolae the size of paper plates. She swung them carefully from side to side, watching them heave and shake with the effort. "Scotty! I'm huge! Look at the size of my tits!" Scotty moved her over to beside the pool. "Stand over here!", he commanded. Amanda's huge and swelling breasts made movement difficult, not only because of their ponderous weight and girth, but because they were already flapping against the tops of Amanda's thighs. Scott stared in amazement as Amanda's tits ballooned before his very eyes. Already, they were halfway to her knees. Amanda whimpered. "I can't, I can't stand up, Scotty", she said. She fell forward, bouncing on the huge, sofa-sized cushions of her enormous breasts. Scotty began pulling on her gigantic nipples, to make sure they weren't pressed against the ground. With a mighty effort, he pulled each one clear and pushed on Amanda's huge and swelling mounds until both erect, swollen nipples, now each of them longer than a ruler and too thick to grab with one hand, were projecting over the pool. He could just barely see Amanda's head protruding over the tops of her now refrigerator-sized breasts. Her tiny little hands were clutching at the tops of her rapidly expanding mounds. Scotty ran around behind her, and helped her avoid slipping into the canyon between her tits, and so being crushed to death by her own megatherian mammaries. Amanda's tits were now taller than she herself was, and each of them was about the size of a Volkswagen. "My God!", Amanda exclaimed, "Am I ever gonna stop growing? What am I gonna do? Put 'em on a flatbed truck? And oh God they feel so full!!" Amanda had noticed the difference between this expansion and the others she had undergone. The others had been pleasant, almost sexual in the amount of pleasure she experienced. This time, she merely felt herself swelling, as if her bladder, when filling up with piss, expanded instead of aching. Eventually, Amanda was lifted clear off the ground by the rising girth of her mammoth boobs. The rest of her body dangled in mid- air, a powerless appendage to her great swelling boobs. Scotty, more than a little scared, ran to get a ladder. When he got back, what he saw amazed him. Amanda had stopped growing, but the huge bulk of her great mams filled the whole back yard between the pool and the back wall. Amanda herself dangled in mid-air at about the height of a second story window. Scotty propped the ladder against one massive tit, looming like a hill of flesh over his head, and wiggled it around so that Amanda could stand on it, supporting herself. Walking around to the front of Amanda's wall of tit, he saw that her breasts projected about halfway over the pool. Her areolae were the size of satellite dishes, and from the tips of her huge, erect nipples, each one considerably larger than Scotty himself, a white fluid dripped leaking into the pool. Standing on the ladder, Amanda surveyed the expanse of the tops of her trailer-sized tits. Damn, she thought, you could have a garden party on top of these howzas. She had increased about a hundred-fold in a few short minutes, and her breasts were now many, many times larger than the rest of her put together. If they weighed all the tits in Dade County, and came up with a gross tonnage of tit-flesh, these twin monsters probably would account for sixty percent of the total, she thought with some pride. Yet, despite their incredible size, her newly enlarged, house-sized tits were sensitive; she felt every blade of grass crushed beneath them, the rough rasp of the poolside concrete, the cool freshness of the breezes passing over them. When birds landed on them, Amanda watched as they hopped around, bouncing lightly on her pliant tit-flesh. She also felt the pressure building. Now that her titties had stopped growing, the fluid building inside began to put pressure on her nipples, like a wall of water building up behind a dam. It builds and builds, and seeks an outlet... Amanda felt something 'give' at the tips of her giant breasts. "Look out below!", she warned, "Here it comes", as twin geysers of milk erupted from the twin volcanoes of her great tits and washed into the pool. Scotty watched as the milk gushed out of Amanda's tits into the pool. It was just like his Aunt Julie had told him. She would probably fill the pool. As they emptied, Amanda's tits began to diminish. Soon she was able to back down the ladder, rung by rung, until she stood squarely on the ground. The pool was nearly full when she stood at the edge and shook the last few drops off the tips of her still-erect nipples. Her breasts had survived the ordeal, but they were somewhat larger now than before. They were still firm and high, but they now came down to Amanda's waist, and were the size of large plump pumpkins. The nipples were even more prominent than before, and as Amanda waited, they didn't relax but remained erect. Amanda found that she could stand upright and walk again. Scotty came towards her with the jar of creme in his hands, but Amanda motion ed him to stay away. "Let me recover, Scotty,", she begged him, "I've been through a lot." Later that night, Amanda saw Scotty bent over the pool as if he was filling up some containers, or pouring something in. She came up behind him, but, forgetting about the extra tit growth that had occurred since that afternoon, she inadvertently bumped him, and knocked him into the pool. He immediately sank out of sight into the opaque whiteness. "Scotty!", screamed Amanda, "Are you all right?" Scotty broke surface and gasped. "Strange,", he exclaimed, "I'm touching bottom. I never could touch bottom here before. Then Amanda noticed that whereas before, only his head came up out of the milk, now his head and his shoulders were visible. Amanda shrieked. "Scotty! You're growing!" Scotty was indeed growing. His whole torso was now visible above the milk-line and his chest, arms and shoulders could be seen heavily- muscled through the rents in the boy's T-shirt he had been wearing. "Help me out, Amanda!", he shouted. Amanda couldn't reach her hand out past her huge tits, so she merely thrust them out towards Scotty. "Grab ahold of the nipples, Scotty. I'll pull you out." Scotty did so, and Amanda leaned back, hoisting him clear of the pool and dropping him on the ground beside him. Scotty had literally bust his britches, as his child's blue jeans could no longer contain the man he was becoming. as his child's blue jeans could no longer contain the man he was becoming. Amanda watched admiringly as Scotty burst through the last meager fragments of his clothes and stood naked in the cold air. He was about seven foot three, and close to three hundred pounds of solid, masculine muscle, covered with a fine blonde hair that was especially thick on his chest, under his arms and... "**I** can", Amanda rejoined, "Look at what happened to me. Besides, I know a game we can play with him. It's a lot more fun that the other games we've been playing." She reached out and grabbed Scotty's newly sprouted prong and shoved it between her great meaty mounds, and began massaging it with her huge tits, pressing them together with her hands over Scotty's big new dick. Scotty moaned with delight. "That feels so **good**!", he gasped. "Of course it feels good, silly,", rejoined Amanda, "Now you're big, just like me, and everything feels good." She began to run her tongue along the head of Scotty's dick where it emerged from its titty-prison. Scotty moaned deeply, and began thrusting with his hips against Amanda's huge breasts. "That's it, Scotty,", Amanda encouraged, "That's it. Fuck my big, big tits with your big cock. Now that we're so big, doesn't it feel good?" Scotty began to feel a tremendous surge of masterfulness and power as he thrust his huge bone deep into Amanda's huge boobs. If this was "being big" as Amanda put it, he was all for it. He redoubled his efforts, and was soon rewarded by a thunderous double orgasm, as both he and Amanda convulsed in mutual pleasure and delight. His huge cock spit cum all over Amanda's chest, but she merely smiled and rubbed it into her tits until it was all absorbed. "That's much better than that silly cream of yours.", she cooed. That night, they cuddled together in Amanda's apartment by the pool, Scotty nestling his head between Amanda's huge breasts. They slept like two contented young animals, until Amanda was awakened by the noise of someone out by the pool. Amanda snuck to the window and peered out. It was the red-headed woman, but she was thin and wasted-looking, and she didn't have any breasts at all. She was pouring a bucket of some kind of liquid into the pool. Amanda watched as the woman pulled out a syringe and injected herself, then dove into the pool. The first time the woman surfaced, Amanda saw that she had grown some breasts. About a B-cup, Amanda figured, like she had grown way back in the grade school. The woman dove in again, and emerged with a decent- sized set between a C- and a D-cup. She dove under again, staying under for a good amount of time, and when she came up for air, Amanda could see that she was pretty stacked now. Then Amanda saw the milk level begin to drop in the pool, as though the redheaded woman was absorbing the milk into her own body. As the milk level dropped, the red-headed woman's breasts grew, until the pool was empty, and the woman's breasts weren't much smaller than Amanda's own. "At last, at last", she heard the woman shout. Then Amanda saw an amazing thing. The red-headed woman clutched her newly-swollen breasts and began massaging them savagely. As she did so, her body ignited, and began giving off a golden glow, illuminating the poolside. The Red-headed woman laughed wickedly, lifted one giant breast to her mouth and began sucking furiously on her own nipple. As the woman came closer and closer to climax, the glow exuding from her body became brighter and brighter, until she collapsed into the pool, and disappeared. Amanda watched as the glow reignited, even brighter, and the red-headed woman stood up. Amanda watched slack-jawed as she slowly increased in height. Her shoulders and arms broadened, and became thickly muscled. Amanda watched as massive pectorals formed underneath the woman's giant breasts. As the woman grew, great cable-like muscles began to stand out on her thighs, and her calf muscles looked like ripe avocados underneath her skin. The woman appeared to be about seven feet tall, and her torso continued to stretch out. Then four additional breasts sprouted, two underneath her great, recently enlarged original tits, and two more underneath them. Amanda watched as the woman's four extra breasts grew and swelled like watermelons growing in a fast-action film. Finally, they grew until they were the same massive size as her original breasts. The huge, six-breasted woman stepped out of the pool. She was brighter than a full moon, and cast shadows all over the poolside. She touched each of her six huge breasts, pinching the plump nipples, then she laughed again. She flexed her massively muscled arms, the impressive biceps standing out like ripe grapefruit. "The power, the power!", Amanda heard her exclaim. The glowing woman extended her arms, and bolts of power shot from the tips of her fingers, igniting a tree in the yard next door. Then Amanda heard a deafening crash, and a flash of golden light. When she lifted her head, the glowing woman was gone. She heard sirens in the distance, growing louder. Scotty stirred in his sleep. "What was that?", he murmured groggily. Amanda shook him fully awake. "Scotty, we gotta get the hell outta here.", she told him, "and quick!!"