Vacuum

by Oxomox as Tex T.

Tina stood before her bedroom mirror. Her dark, pageboy haircut was still dripping from her morning shower. Though several beads of water clung randomly about her willowy young body, one particular drop caught her attention as she examined her naked form. The drop in question was perched upon the areola of her left boob, slowly moving down and nearly off that dusky, diminutive nub. But it wasn't the movement of the drop which drew Tina's attention so much as it's size. The drop was normal in every way, and it was nearly as large as her tiny nipple.

"I must have the world's smallest tits," she sighed to herself, "these nips couldn't dent a tissue. Still... I have to admit I have a pretty nice bod."

Tina turned sideways to the mirror and put her hands on her hips. "Nice ass...nice legs...trim tummy..." she said absently as she continued to turn, "just not enough in the tit department."

Facing the mirror again the young woman puffed her chest out as much as she could. Not a lot fuller looking. Then she took a deep breath as thrust her chest out a bit further. Still not much. Frustrated, Tina inhaled deeper, filling her lungs with a painful amount of air. Suddenly she felt something pop within her, almost as though she had cracked a giant knuckle. Surprised and a little frightened she exhaled.

"What the hell was that?" she wondered. Curious, she twisted a bit from side to side then bent to touch her toes. Nothing appeared to be wrong so Tina shrugged and began to get dressed.

The first article pulled from her dresser was a small, white bra. Thin straps lead from a simple snap to a pair of cups filled with enough padding to create a size A. She donned it unceremoniously.

Next she slipped her arms into a slightly over-sized blue blouse. It was sleeveless and airy, the delicate material perfect summertime attire. As she finished the bottom button she again caught her reflection in the mirror. The tails of her top spread slightly and framed her neatly trimmed bush. Her moderately prominent labia pushed out like an infant sticking out it's tongue.

"If only there was such thing as a 'bottomless' beach," she smirked.

Next item up for dressing was panties. Tina carefully picked out a blue pair which matched her blouse, though she doubted very much that anyone would have a chance to appreciate their coordination. Boyfriends were an infrequent though not completely absent part of her life, a fact which she pondered momentarily as she twirled her underpants on a finger. A flat chest and unusually curly hair (which only looked remotely decent when cut short) were no doubt two giant red marks on her social report card. Tina was again considering implants as she drew her panties up.

Suddenly, as the blue material touched her labia, she felt it being drawn in like she was being given a frontal wedgie, albeit a pleasant one. The pleasant feeling gave her a pause before Tina crooked her fingers under the edges to dislodge the errant article. Surprisingly it refused to budge, instead seeming to drawn in further. She pulled her blouse out of the way, craned over and looked with concern at the strange development at her crotch. The panties appeared to be being pulling up into her with a camel toe disappearing as the edges were drawn past her lips, the rest of the material visibly strained as garment drew tighter around her waist. The strange, pleasant feeling was increasing and Tina found it hard to stifle a gasp. Momentarily the strain overwhelmed Tina's panties and they snapped apart. First at the left hip then the right before disappearing up inside her.

The pleasant feeling slowly faded as Tina stared down at her crotch. Everything looked normal again and a cautious finger probe revealed that all felt normal. In fact, as bizarre as the experience had been Tina wondered if it had even happened. But after searching her underwear drawer and dirty clothes, twice each, Tina knew that her blue panties were indeed gone.

"Inside me?" she wondered. The young woman half-squatted and spread her legs, reaching as deep within herself as she could with a pair of fingers but she felt nothing even remotely cloth-like. With a shrug Tina again picked out a pair of panties, white this time, and began to put them on. As they neared her crotch she paused then waddled in front of the mirror. Watching carefully she pulled them all the way on.

Again and almost instantly the material was sucked into her womanly opening. The pleasant feeling returned with a vengeance, not having been fully assuaged from her previous experience, and this time Tina could not prevent her gasp. Her fingers trembled with worry and excitement as she again tried to pull the garment free, again failing. As the seams at her hips began to snap Tina could feel an extremely intense orgasm approaching. It built and built, but before it was reached the threads had snapped and suddenly the panties disappear inside her.

Tina's sexual excitement ebbed to be replaced by frustration and concern.

"What the hell is going on?" she wondered aloud. Inwardly she couldn't help but think of how close she had been to coming. Curious and now horny, Tina picked up another pair, this time her large granny panties. Instead of sliding them up her legs she stood akimbo and slowly brought a corner of cloth close to her crotch. As the material got closer she was amazed to see it lift up towards her as though it were in the path of an approaching vacuum cleaner. Abruptly the apparel was caught and sucked out of her grip, disappearing too quickly for her to enjoy but with enough sensation to further enflame her horny frustration.

Determined now to reach climax, Tina grabbed another large pair of panties. This time she thrust her right hand through one of the leg-holes and gripped the material firmly. Again she slowly brought the article to her labia and again it was caught in a strange suction, pulling up inside with a strength that almost broke her wrist. Now she managed to hold it long enough for the pleasant feeling to build, stronger and stronger. Her left hand snaked between her legs to attend to her clit as she felt her orgasm approaching.

It took scant seconds for the climax to hit, impacting with a strength she had never known before. Tina rocked on her heels in the throes of ecstasy and nearly fell to the floor. Her right hand relaxed it's grip as the climax faded and a familiar snapping sound announced the departure of her latest panties into her pussy.

Exhausted, Tina leaned forward and placed her hands on her knees, gasping for air. Suddenly she felt the tails of her blouse getting sucked into her crotch.

"...oh no..." was all she managed to say before the light material was rent from her body and disappeared. It took mere moments before the article was gone, but it lasted long enough to rekindle her need. Now she stood before the mirror clad only in her bra. Curious and still a bit breathless, Tina re-examined herself. A bulge had formed at her midsection and she rubbed it appreciatively. It, too, gave her a pleasant sensation, though not nearly as naughty nor nice as the disappearing cloth had been.

Confused, concerned and near collapse, Tina turned and sat heavily upon her bed to rest. Instantly she realized her mistake as her comforter was drawn between her legs. The bulky bedspread was a significant change from her clothing, not merely a larger size, but also a slower speed and a greater sensation. Tina collapsed onto her back as she was hit with another tidal wave of pleasure. On and on it went, seemingly forever. As the cover was drawn in, Tina could feel herself stretching wider and wider, forced to accommodate her king-size quilt. Somewhere before it had completely disappeared the young woman looked down and absently noticed her patch of public hair riding high, pushed several inches before her. Tina passed out from the pleasure before it was over.

When she re-woke the first thing that Tina noticed was that her mattress was bare, save for a couple of pillows. The second thing that she noticed was that she looked to be quite pregnant. The third thing that she noticed was that her bra had snapped off and she now appeared to be sporting a very large, very firm and very bare pair of boobs.

She carefully slid to the side of the bed, mindful of her seemingly ravenous genitalia. In spite of her size she found it rather easy to reach her feet and once done Tina waddled before the mirror. She was amazed and not just a little excited by the sight which greeted her. Her belly was not quite as large as she remembered the wadded up comforter to have been. It reminded her of her sister's own bulge when she was about seven months pregnant. But her engorged bosom bore no resemblance to any boobs in her family. As her hands reached up to caress them it occurred to her that she was now larger than most every woman she had ever met, though not yet out of the commercial range. The yielding flesh was soft yet firm, and though she imagined them to have been fed upon cloth they moved with the gelatinous heaviness that natural boobs only have when very young. As she continued to fondle her new found frontage her hand brushed against her useless bra which still dangled loosely from her shoulders.

"Well, I don't think I'm going to need this any longer," she smiled as she leaned forward and slipped it off, "what ever shall I do with it?"

Giggling, Tina wrapped one of the straps around her wrist and again half-squatted as she guided the free end towards her box. The familiar feeling returned as the end of the bra's band entered her. Using both hands Tina managed to slow the uptake of the garment, reveling in the increased sensation as the cups were pulled in. But the bra was too small and sucked up too quickly to do much more than aggravate her libido. Once the anchoring strap had snapped and slipped in Tina was left wanting more.

Her glazed eyes gazed around the room for more crotch fodder, finally settling upon her pillows. Gleefully she jiggled over to her bed and pulled the two across the bed. Turning to sit on the corner and face her mirror, Tina leaned back on one elbow and grabbed the closest pillow with her free hand. As she slowly brought it between her legs she watched her reflected snatch begin to gobble up the overstuffed bed-piece. As with the comforter, the pillow was larger than anything she had accepted before and the ensuing stretching beautifully complemented the slow travel of the bulky item. It lasted less than a minute but before it was over Tina again reached a sexual peak.

The second pillow followed in short order and soon the young brunette lay gasping upon her mattress, starring contentedly at the ceiling. After a few minutes she gazed down towards her enlarged belly and was delighted to see that her boobs appeared to be even bigger. Excited, Tina climbed to her feet once more and jiggled to the mirror.

"...wow..." was all she could manage. Her recent growth had been accompanied by darkening areola and enlarging nips. Tina's boobs now sported nipples that could reach the bottom of a shot glass if not fill it. Experimentally she shook her enormous tits around and was rewarded by the sensation of them slapping her now gigantic gut. Once more her belly looked a bit more compact than what she would have expected of one filled with two pillows, a quilt and various other cloths. But if it was all going to her boobs that was fine with her. She guessed that she was nearing custom bra size now, and if she wasn't there already she knew she soon would be. A yawn crept up on Tina then and it occurred to her that she was tired. Glancing at her bare mattress, she shrugged and jiggled back to it before collapsing backwards and quickly falling asleep.

Something resembling a hunger pain woke Tina from her sleep. It was a bit lower than her stomach, she realized, and far more sexual than victual. As she opened her eyes, she was again amazed at the sight which greeted her. The bulge in her belly was no longer visible, though she couldn't tell if it had actually diminished as her boobs had apparently attained titanic proportions as she slept. Her weariness evaporated quickly, replaced by excitement as she rolled out of bed.

Tina's tits were now so very large she could no longer see anything else below her. As she bounced before the mirror she was again taken aback by her new figure. The lowest lobes of her womanly globes hung slightly below naval level. The meaty mounds above that line were astounding in size and shape. They jutted out before her like a pair of submarine prows capped with saucer-sized areola and leading with adult-sized pacifiers.

In the mirror she could see that her trim tummy had returned. Beneath it, in the dark shadow created by her legs and the freakish shelf of her tits, Tina could make out the silhouette of her labia. The once baby-tongue sized protuberance was now several times larger. Suddenly her sexual-hunger pang returned.

Glancing about the room she found nothing left that was large enough to satisfy her, short of her king-sized mattress which she worried was a bit too big.

"For now at least," she grinned before heading off to search the rest of her apartment.

Entering her living room Tina spied the couch cushions, eyeing them ravenously. They were another step larger than her pillows had been and Tina couldn't wait to find out how her pet pussy would handle it. She was just about to settle her crotch against the middle one when the buzzer rang.

"Who could that be?" she muttered to herself as she made her way to the front door, irritated at the interruption. Tina discovered more about her unusual size as she pressed her tits against the door hard enough to see through the privacy hole. Not only was it a bit of a struggle to compress her firm features flat enough, but she felt them spreading against first the door, then the door frame and finally she felt wallpaper against her side-swells as she lifted the little brass flap.

"Larry...? Oh crap!" she thought to herself as she made out her boss' figure in the hallway. She had completely forgotten about work that morning and now it appeared that her grossly obese supervisor was going to deal with her personally.

"He's probably been looking forward to this all day, " she grimaced as she recalled his awkward advances and, as of late, open harassment. The resurgence of her painful need gave her an idea.

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"Who is it?" came Tina's voice from behind the door.

"It's Larry...your boss?" the giant man replied a bit testily. "The guy from where you are supposed to work?"

The door opened and Larry was almost struck speechless. Tina hadn't even bothered to put on a robe and now stood before him in all her glory.

"Why don't you come in," Tina breathed huskily, stepping back from the doorway to let him through. Larry didn't need to be asked a second time.

"What the...you're so...how...?" he stammered as she closed and locked the door behind him.

"No questions now, Larry-boy," Tina grinned seductively. Slowly she walked towards him until her erect nipple brushed his shirt. With a slow, deliberate motion she turned and dragged her nip across his front, her boob quaking slightly as her giant teat caught and slid past his buttons. "Tina doesn't want to talk."

"Wha....what d-does Tina...w-want to do?" Larry gasped as she turned and walked into her living room. Her bare ass swayed as she sashayed away. He quickly followed.

" Tina wants to do a lot of things..." she began as she eased her top-heavy self down on the edge of the couch, "...but you can start by eating me out, " she finished as she leaned back on her elbows and spread her legs wide.

Larry paused in the doorway, stunned by the graphic image before him. Here she was, this girl, his subordinate, his cutest employee by far, laying back on her couch and practically BEGGING his to go down on her. And her tits! Where had they come from? They were monstrous!! Now his years of frequenting the growing-girl web-sites kicked in. Surely she had taken some sort of breast growth potion or something. It must have affect her libido as well because, as a near-sighted, 400 pound man with halitosis he didn't seem to inspire this sort of reaction in too many women. Maybe if he did go down on her she would return the favor.

Tina was getting a bit impatient, agitated by the appetite of her amazing aperture.

C'mon, she thought to herself, you've been trying to get me to sleep with you since I started that damn job. What are you waiting for?

She maintained her quiet and almost began to feel a little worried and a little guilty thinking of what she was about to do. He surely wouldn't survive long once she got his bulky body inside her, and glancing at her tummy she wondered if she would survive either. And if she did, just how big would her boobs become? But she nearly laughed out loud when she argued to herself that he was nothing but a big boob anyway, and as long as she was going to be a big girl herself she might as well become the biggest.

"What are you waiting for big boy?" she encouraged, and the large man came back to reality. With a purposeful gait that would have been appealing if performed by another man, Larry crossed the room. He dramatically removed his thick glasses and tried to give her a meaningful look which was sabotaged by his lazy eye. He then knelt between her legs and snaked his hands under her ass.

"Big Larry waits for no one," he declared as he lowered his face to her honey pot.

Tina cringed a bit as she felt his tongue touch her labia, suddenly afraid that her special gift might only work on inanimate articles of cloth. But her fears were quickly allayed. Larry's face was instantly married to her snatch and then drawn within, followed momentarily by the rest of his head. Tina arched her back in an intense guilty pleasure as she felt her labia wrap around his neck.

The large man was at first confused, not sure of what had happened. Then he tried to take a breath and quickly discovered that he couldn't. What was going on? His head couldn't possibly be INSIDE her, could he? He bucked and pulled desperately, trying to get the girl off of him but to no avail. He felt his strength ebbing as he struggled to break free. Strangely, it occurred to him then that this sort of thing had never happened to the heroes in the breast growth tales he had read. Nothing that he had ever read. He was in terra nova and it was an inhospitable land.

Suddenly, as Tina felt herself stretch around the obese man's shoulders, he quit struggling. His hands slipped away from her ass to the floor and then he was not moving at all. She might have given it more thought but she herself was approaching uncharted waters. He was much larger than any pillow and while there was indeed pleasure to be had she worried that she might burst trying to take him in.

"Too late... to do ...anything... about that," Tina grunted as she felt his enormous stomach bump into her bottom. She writhed in bittersweet sensation as her pussy stretched to an unheard of diameter. Slowly the pain and pleasure merged into a galactic climax that rocketed through her body as the fat man's gut entered her. The brunette suffered an eternity of ecstasy before passing out.

When Tina awoke, it was night. In the dark she could feel the heaviness of her own body and her hands traced their way across a belly that bulged out of arm reach. Her bosom was noticeably larger as well, it's fat sides pushing against the inside of her arms as she fondled herself. Curious, she reached over and turned on the light, then gasped.

Tina couldn't see over herself anymore. Her gigantic boobs were a wall of flesh that blocked out everything as she lay there. With a Herculean struggle she managed to get to her feet, forced to lean back at an severe angle. Her sweater puppies had grow into large Saint Bernards which hung heavily to either side of her titanic stomach. Slowly she staggered back to her bedroom and approached the mirror. The bulge that Larry's body made in her stomach was only slightly smaller than she would have imagined, the difference taken up by her giant jugs. Just the same the sight of her engorged features was breathtaking, though not nearly as breathtaking as the weight. Again she flopped into bed to sleep, exhausted from her short walk.

It was mid-morning when Tina awoke. This time the heaviness of her stomach had disappeared, replaced by an increased pressure upon her chest. As she opened her eyes she was a little surprised to see the wall at the foot of her bed instead of a pair of giant tits. Turning her head slightly revealed that they were still there even if not towering above her as they had the night before.

Tina propped herself up on her elbows and surveyed the situation. Her boobs now lay on the bed and across her in a pair of fat piles. Her areola were each twice as wide as her face and topped with baby bottle nipples.

"Oh my god..." she gasped "...what am I going to do with these?"

Carefully she slid to the edge of the bed and struggled to her feet, grunting as she straightened her back and spread her legs to steady her load. As she waddled to the mirror, her Brobdingnagian bosom undulated heavily. She could feel their bottoms brush her thighs. The reflected image of her boobs in the mirror hit her more so than their weight. She was beyond freakish now. Her boobs were inhumanly large. She tried to reach her nipples but failed to even touch the edges of her areola. Tina shuffled backwards towards the bed.

"Big...bigger...biggest...then me," she whispered as she sat heavily upon the edge. Suddenly she realized that her legs were still spread apart as she felt the mattress start to enter.

"Oh NO!" she cried as she felt herself stretching around the corner, "No, no, no! Too big! It'll never fit! And if it does...*gasp*... my boobs....my big ...big... ....big...."