Dr Hooters Pt XXXIV Putting her hands on her growing chest, Mary Lou felt the breast tissue swell under her touch. Her custom-made bra was beginning to tighten on the sides and on the shoulder straps as Mary Lou's burgeoning breasts cut into it. "Ooauww, that hurts", she complained, digging around at the side band of her increasingly constaining bra. "A word of advice, Mary Lou", counseled Jill, "is that you may want to slip your bra off before you get too big." "Roger, please!", Mary Lou implored, turning towards Roger. Her beefy boobs had pulled the T-shirt completely out of her shorts, and Roger could see how the inadequate bra was pushing the grow- ing mass of tit-flesh in and away, under her armpits and over the tops of the cups. Attempting to unhook Mary Lou's brassiere from behind, Roger found the number and intracacy of the snaps defeated him. He pulled a pair of scissors out from under a cash register, slipped up Mary Lou's back, found the back strap, and cut it. "Lord above, that was tight!", Mary Lou sighed with relief as her big breasts ballooned outward, freed from the restraints of Mary Lou's shorn brassiere. They billowed out noticibly, trembling and shaking and heaving against the T-shirt. By now, a small crowd of curious onlookers had begun to gather, and Roger tried to keep them away from Mary Lou, who by now had grown to about double her previous size, and who was continuing to make noises like a sick cat. "I think we ought to get her out of here, Roger", Jill explained. She could end up as big as us in a very short time!" Nodding his head, Roger grabbed Mary Lou by the arm. "A-a-augh! A-au-au-o-ow!", she moaned, stroking her growing breasts with her free hand. By now, Mary Lou had quite filled the T-shirt to ca- pacity, and the pressure of her swelling tits was creating stress lines in the fabric that threatened to rend it apart. Most of Mary Lou's abdomen was exposed now, and the very bottoms of her big boobs were peeking out from underneath. Jill and Blair ran interference as Roger guided the moaning Mary Lou out of the department store. "The shirt's too tight! The shirt's too tight!", she complained as Roger hustled her along through the growing crowd. As soon as the got her through the main entrance and out into the parking lot, Mary Lou's T-shirt gave a rending sound as the fabric started to tear away at the shoulders. Mary Lou stumbled again as another tremor of pleasure ran through her. Blair stooped to catch her as it looked as though she was going to hit her head on the pavement, but Mary Lou had already grown quite enough padding on her chest to protect herself. She moaned again, and v-v-v-v-r-r-r-i-i-i-p!, the seams holding her T-shirt together began to tear away at the shoulders and under the arms. Roger could see Mary Lou's expanding tits straining agaist the fabric of the T-shirt down the brutally overstretched neckline. He stared at Jill and Blair, then back at Mary Lou. Was Mary Lou going to get as big as these two, he wondered. If so, she was well on her way. Her breasts, formerly more than a handful and delightfully so, were now more like a shovel-full. Blair opened the side door of the Aerostar and Mary Lou climbed in, with Roger following closely behind. Blair and Jill clam- bered into the front seats, and the van pulled out of the shop- ping center parking lot. Just in time, too, for Mary Lou let out another low growl, and Jill heard the snapping and popping of tearing fabric from the back seat. "Oh God! I'm getting so big! It feels so good! Jill, why didn't you tell me it felt so good to grow these big tits?" Mary Lou's T-shirt now had several rents in the front where her newly sprouted mammary majesty could be seen,and there was a small, but noticible damp spot in the middle of her shorts. Roger noticed this, and began getting hard himself. "Ah-ah-ah-a-a-a-HHH!", Mary Lou sang as her breasts pounded through the last shreds of Mary Lou's T-shirt and bobbled into the open air. They had grown to the size of volleyballs, and Mary Lou thrust them up into Roger's face. "You always liked my breasts, Roger! Admit it! What do you think of them now?", she moaned. In reply, Roger began stroking and massaging Mary Lou's massive breasts. Her thumb-sized nipples sprang immediately to atten- tion. "They're beautiful, Mary Lou!", he cried, rolling Mary Lou's plump nipples between his forefinger and thumb. This drove Mary Lou into paroxysms of delight, and her breasts swelled noticibly in Roger's hands, stretching and filling, thrusting their way into his palms, getting heavier. Mary Lou was quite wet by this time, and she reached under her growing swelling breasts and thrust her hands into her shorts. "Oh God, Roger", she moaned. "I'm so horny! The bigger I get, the hornier I get, and the hornier I get, the oh, oh, no! a-a-au- ugh!" Mary Lou's huge tits welled out even further. When she tried to move away from Roger, she found that the tips of her nipples brushed against the back of the front seat. Rubbing her pubes vigorously, Mary Lou began rocking back and forth in an attempt to reduce the furious tension in her chest and stomach. "Jill, Jill!", she screamed, "Blair! Was it like this for you? I'm gonna attack Roger soon!" Jill laughed. "All I had at hand was Brendon. You're lucky, but to be honest, I never had it come on as strong as it seems to be with you." "E-e-ya-a-ah!" Mary Lou's tits swelled out again, flattening against the front seat of the van, and pushing her back against her own seat. "I think I'm bigger than you are, Blair. Its hard to say." Mary Lou's jugs covered her whole lap, and Roger had to crawl out of the seat beside her. Mary Lou struggled out of her sopping shorts, and pressed down on her huge boobs to keep up the pressure on her aching, throbbing clit. The free-flowing juices of her desires soaked the undersides of her great mams. Jill pushed the gate opener, and pulled into the courtyard of her secluded mansion. Moving behind her in the seat, Roger reached his arms under Mary Lou's swollen breasts and encircled her waist. Mary Lou was not a delicate girl. She was too fond of Cuban cooking and too little fond of exercise to remain very svelte. In the end, Roger was forced to call on Blair and Jill for assis- tance. With his head wedged between Jill's massive pair on one side, and Blair's on the other, and reaching under Mary Lou's in- creasingly ponderous, soft. pliant, mass of boob-meat, Roger felt as though he had died and gone to tit-heaven. There must be close to a quarter-ton of boob here, he thought to himself as he pulled. With effort, they managed to extract Mary Lou from the back seat, and pull her clear of the car. When she stood up for the first time in the courtyard, Jill saw that Mary Lou had indeed passed both herself and Blair. Mary Lou's breasts jutted aggressively out from her body, and the bottoms hovered just above her drip- ping pussy. There was no way Mary Lou could reach around the front of her huge orbs to grab her nipples. As long as a catsup bottle, and as thick as a beer can, they were as unreachable as the other side of the moon. Astounded by her new abundance, Mary Lou grabbed both sides and shook them hard. "They're huge! Jill ! Blair ! Look how BIG they are! I LOVE IT!!! Ou-ou-ou-gh! They're growing again!" Sure enough, Mary Lou's breasts began to swell gently outward once again, reaching the top of her thighs. Movement came with difficulty now, as her massive mams slap- slap- slapped against her thighs as she walked. Roger volunteered to clib underneath and carry her huge tits on his shoulders. "Its the least I can do", he offered, but he found it difficult going as the official dairy porter, as Mary Lou's boobs weighed at least fifty pounds apiece by now. "We better put you in a bedroom on the ground floor for now, M.L.", Jill instructed, "until you stop growing and we can figure out what's going on with you." This decision made, they bundled Mary Lou into an enormous guest bedroom overlooking the pool. She collapsed onto the king-sized bed, her chair-sized mammaries flopping on either side of her chest. her lubricants were soak- ing the bedspread and the sheets, and she pulled Roger to her. "Could you two leave us alone for a while, Jill? Blair? Please!", she pleaded. Jill judiciously closed the door. "How big do you think she's going to get?", Blair asked. "Time will tell", Jill answered. **************************** Roger stood at the foot of the bed in awe of Mary Lou's gargantu- an knockers. They sprawled on either side of her like fleshy hills, and between them, her snatch glistened like a diamond. "Lover, Roger, please!", Mary Lou pleaded from the bed, her mighty breasts heaving with her breathing and her motion. Stripping off his shirt and suit pants, Roger was surprised at the stiffness and insistence of his erection. When he pulled of his boxers, Mary Lou went into another spasm of delight, and her breasts thrust further skyward and inched slightly down her thighs. "Mary Lou", he asked in a trembling voice, "if just the sight of my cock makes you grow, how big will you get if I actu- ally fuck you?" "Don't worry about that, lover", she commanded. "Just come here! Roger settled himself into the cavern between Mary Lou's behemoth jugs. They heaved and tossed with the exertion, and he finally got himself postioned over the top of Mary Lou, and could giver her a long deep kiss. Mary Lou responded by thrusting her pelvis hard against his, moving back and forth until the dripping pot of her snatch was positioned where it hovered only scant inched away from the tip of Roger's turgid dick. Slowly, Roger slid his dick into Mary Lou's volcanic pussy. The heat and the sensation almost made him come on the spot. He leaned up slightly to bring the shaft of his dick to bear on Mary Lou's swollen clit, and she thrashed in response. "A-a-u-ugh!", she screamed, and her big tits got even bigger. they now loomed like a wall of flesh on either side of him, obscuring his view of the room. All he could see was Mary Lou's eager face opening of the canyon of her breasts. He began to pump, and the movement brought Mary Lou's breasts to- gether against his body, slap! slap! Her breasts were growing constantly now, as Mary Lou's sexual excitement began to in- crease. They reached her knees, and towered well over Roger's head on either side. "Don't crush me between your big tits, Mary Lou!", he pleaded. If they roll over me, I'll be smothered!" In response, Mary Lou began pumping harder against his cock. She was a strong girl, and had always been quite athletic in bed, but now with each thrust, it seemed she was pulling Roger deeper and deeper into herself. It seemed she had developed a small fist inside her vagina that grabbed the tip of Roger's cock and held it tight. He could hear it pop! each time he withdrew for a new thrust. Mary Lou was panting heavily and moaning in a low voice. Her boobs, what Roger could see of them from behind, reached now down past her knees practically to her ankles. Breast flesh began to close over the top of him as he lunged, and he began to feel a twinge of genuine fear. "Au-au-aur-r-rgh!", screamed Mary Lou, and with a thud!, one of her breasts fell off the bed and onto the floor. This gave Roger some maneuvering room, but the weight of the huge tit threatened to pull Mary Lou and Roger over the side with it. He grabbed harder to the other breast and dug in. Soon, Roger began to feel the onset of his building orgasm, and fear and disgust departed. Mary Lou, as well, began to counter him with a series of short, rapid pelvic thrusts that signalled her cresting excitement. Pulling himself up into Mary Lou, he crossed the point of no return, and began writhing in passion as his hot spunk erupted into Mary Lou's crevasse. Mary Lou re- sponded with a great shout, and shuddered with the impact of her own orgasm. In mortal danger of suffocation, Roger clambered out of the clos- ing gap between Mary Lou's titanic mams and up on top of the one still on the bed. He gasped as it swelled rapidly towards the ceiling, carrying him along with it. The other tit grew along the floor, pushing a rug and a chair out of the way as it contin- ued its inexorable growth. "You look kinda cute up there, Roger", Mary Lou cooed from far below. "Come on down!" Roger dropped off the tit and onto the bed beside Mary Lou. "Be a doll, Roger, and help me get over onto my side!", she asked. Roger pulled on his underwear, walked around to the other side of the bed, and lifted as much as he could of Mary Lou's vast fallen breast, which filled most of the middle of the room. As she turned in the bed, Roger heaved it up, marveling at its vast size and girth. Finally, with a great push, he pushed it over the top of his girlfriend's body, and onto the bed on the other side. "Mary Lou, that tit must weigh well over a hundred fifty pounds. How are you gonna walk?" "I'll worry about that later, lover", she replied. "I want you to come over here now." Roger picked his way around the bed and plopped down in the nar- row strand of bed that Mary Lou's couch-sized breasts didn't oc- cupy. "Suck my titties, Roger!", she commanded imperiously over the tops of her Brontosaurian breasts. "Make love to my huge, huge tits!" Roger submitted. He found it more comfortable to position him- self with his feet at the head of the bed, so that he could rest his head near the tips of his girlfriends deliriously large breasts. Mary Lou's areolae and nipples filled his field of vi- sion. This must be how a baby feels, he thought. Yet no baby has ever had a chance like this. Each of these howzas weighs al- most as much as I do. Mary Lou's swollen, distended nipples were each the length of Roger's forearms and as thick as an Hawaiian Punch can. He touched one, and felt the whole gelationous mass of Mary Lou's boobs shake with delight. No way I'm gonna get one of them all the way in my mouth, he thought. He began licking the very tip of the nipple nearest him, and pulled himself in towards the overwhelming wall of Mary Lou's breast-flesh. Feeling a wave of sleepiness wash over him, Roger lifted the mas- sive top breast up and crawled in between them. He folded his arms over the bottom tit and let the top one flop over him, clos- ing around him like a glove. Only his head stuck out from Mary Lou's cleavage, and the breast underneath him bouyed him like a waterbed. He fell asleep with Mary Lou's soft moaning in his ears, and the gentle trembling of her breasts underneath and above him.