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[Show introduction: Theme music plays. A fast-paced action sequence of the two main characters, Lynnae and June. Running, jumping, dodging, shooting, and rolling, showing off their physical prowess while their breasts bounce underneath their police shirts. Gawking criminals, mesmerized by these antics, are easily subdued and handcuffed. The duo then stood back-to-back and went into silhouette, showing their ample shapes. Que in show and episode title.]
 

1

In one of his secret lairs Mr Big, supercriminal and uberlecher, watched a college football game on his tri-dee projector. The New Darwin University Razorbacks were playing host to the Claireborn University Chargers. Big placed a bet on the Chargers, knowing he'll get a huge take due to his rigging of the game. The money was secondary in Big's mind; it was the cheerleading squads that got his attention.
    Big snorted in disgust. To be sure, the cheerleaders did have shapely bodies, long sexy legs and delicate arms. But their chests were greatly underdeveloped. Apparently, members of the FCS had infiltrated the selection committees of the cheerleading clubs. At best, the girls only had B-cup tops. In Big's mind B-cup stood for 'barely capable'. Albert entered the room, carrying a tray of brownies.
    "Albert, take a look at that! It's pathetic!" Big said, gesturing at the tri-dee.
    "Yes, Mr Big. The Razorbacks could make more of an effort," replied Albert as he placed the tray on the coffee table.
    "No! Not the game! The cheerleaders! Their jumping would be worth the bother if they had breasts!" Big looked angrily at the projector. The point of view shifted to a crowd shot. The little criminal winched when he realized that all the women in the stands were small-chested. "Jumping Jenny! If the average bust size on Outback is supposed to be a D, then those college girls are dragging everyone else down! I almost mistook them for boys 'cause they're so flat!" Big then took on the pose of Ronin's Thinker, trying to puzzle out a solution to this problem.
    Albert swore he saw the figurative lightbulb above Big's head. It must've been a particularly wicked idea, for the cartoony, archaic bulb exploded. "Albert, I've reached a solution. Is Marcy Haversack still the CFO of New Darwin University?"
    Albert nodded. Mrs Haversack was a member of Big's criminal organization, BCCI (Big Crime Cabal Incorporated). Haversack used her position as Chief Financial Officer to fleece the various service companies that did business with the university. Big got 15% of her take, a fee for providing a safe place for her money. "She is, Sir. Will you be contacting her soon?"
    "Yes, Albert. I'm going to personally correct the deplorable state of breasts of college women today! Get the IMC Device prepped and dust off the disguise kit!" Big looked at the tri-dee one last time. The cheerleaders were making a human pyramid with their male assistants forming the base. "Yes, I'll pick up where the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders left off!" Big then did his trademark laugh, cough, and hack.

The break room at Central Station, New Darwin Police, was filled with lounging off-duty officers. Some shot the breeze about recent arrests; others talked about what their spouses were making for dinner that night. For Tobias Eddings and Amber MacRoy it was a lively game of Nude Attack Woman V: The Second String. To make it a fair match, Toby used a hand controller. Amber was as good a technical wizard as Toby, but her VR skill still needed improvement. Lynnae Wilcox and June Parlor were drinking lemonade as they watched the tri-dee game.
    Lynnae emptied her glass. "Mmmh. Good. I was beginning to dry up in this August heat."
    June finished her glass also. "If only our breasts could store water. We could've stayed on station longer as needed."
    "Who wants to be the human equivalent of a camel? I don't want to be likened to an ugly animal. You, though..." Lyn dodged just in time to avoid June's fist.
    "Another poor attempt at humor, Lyn. To let you know, some people find my whimsical observations funny. Alice, for example."
    "Alice? How is she doing, anyway? Did she get that scholarship?"
    "She sure did! In fact, she's attending New Darwin University, Central Campus. She even made the cheerleading squad," June said with pride. Six years ago Alice Vitras was a kid heading towards a life of crime. Mr Vitras was a widower, trying to make ends meet after the death of his wife. Unfortunately, his daughter Alice blamed him for Mrs Vitras' death. Bent on making her father's life miserable, Alice started her own little crime spree of graffiti and petty theft. June caught the kid in the act and, in the process, got to know her story. In a display of material instincts that would've surprised anyone who knew her, June took Alice under her wing and saved her from a dead-end life. It was a remarkable turnaround. With help from June, Alice was able to shape her raw intelligence into productive talent. Alice's Dad was happy that there was someone who could provide the guidance he couldn't give. Now, six years later Alice was striking out on her own. Not only she was on scholarship and the cheerleading squad, Alice also worked part-time at a bakery, driving a delivery van. That was a full plate, but June knew if anyone can do it, then Alice could.
    Lynnae grinned. "Bully for Alice. I was wondering if you taught her about boys as well?"
    "I and Mr Vitras saw to that, Lyn. Of course, being my student, Alice landed herself a steady. Ward is a hunk of the first order." June had a dreamy expression on her face. "Why, if he was my age, I would've taken him for myself."
    "Just as long as Alice doesn't go through boyfriends like so many pizzas, she'll do fine." Lyn prepared to avoid another playful fist when Amber exclaimed in triumph. "Yippee! I won! Amber is once again victorious!"
    Toby looked dejected as his tri-dee character, Dirk Dangerous, laid face-down in a pool of blood. Naoko, the title character of Nude Attack Woman, was jumping up and down in celebration saying 'Ichiban Da!' (I'm number one). Naoko wasn't really nude as the game title suggested. She did wear shiny silver armor on her arms and legs. An equally silver undie covered her front and part of her cute bottom. Her breasts, though, only had a modicum of coverage provided by armored pasties. Naoko's jumping caused her H-cup lungs to jiggle nicely. Toby had enough of his friend's celebration. "Amber, I admit you're pretty good with a controller. But don't rub it in. Okay?"
    Amber giggled. "Toby, after seeing you play those 'adult-orientated' games, I'd imaged that you were quite good with your hands!"
    "Amber! That's way off script! Do all flat-fronted women think such thoughts?" June said, coming to Toby's aid.
    "Well, I learned from the best! You and Lyn are incredible sources of information. You with your dates and Lyn with her torrid romance novels!"
    Toby's face was still red. But his teeth were bared in challenge. "You know, there's only one real difference between the T14 and M18 versions of Nude Attack Woman. I'll show you which version this game is!" His fingers moving like lightning, Toby punched several controller buttons in sequence. Instead of jumping, Naoko gasped in surprize as her armored pasties fell off, exposing her glorious H-cups. Of course, the viewing audience didn't see that, thus preserving the episode's T14 rating. Just to show she made an effort, Naoko moved an arm over her front. With her other arm Naoko tasked Toby, but that motion caused her bust to jiggle. "You hopeless pervert," Naoko said with an accented voice.
 

2

Alice Vitras gracefully sat in her seat. The History of Ancient Earth Cultures class was a snoozer, but it was important for Alice to complete it. Taking a tug on her squeeze bottle, Alice saw that the other freshmen were fighting to say awake. If Mrs Billings wasn't such a droner there would've been fewer people sleeping in her class. Actually, Alice knew she could pass the class without trying, but decided to at least pretend she was taking notes. Instead of writing down Mrs Billings prattle, Alice drew self-portraits on her file pad. They were quite good, and she knew Ward would love to have a drawing of his belle nearby to keep him company on lonely nights (giggle).
    Alice's sweet thoughts were interrupted by a stir coming from the other students. A short, distinguished-looking old man walked down the main aisleway of the classroom. He reached Mrs Billings desk, pulling out and adjusting the chair to fit his small stature. Some students failed to smother their giggles. The man looked out onto the audience with a glare, silencing all future giggles. Turning on his wireless lavalier mic, the man cleared his throat. "Good morning, class. I'm Chet Baxter. Mrs Billings regrettably announced that she won't be teaching this class for the remainder of the semester. She's on Sabbatical on Earth, doing first-hand research on 20th century New Jersey culture."
    Some of the students were happy that Mrs Billings was gone, but for others there was concern. Will this Mr Baxter make sure everyone stays awake in his class? Mr Baxter looked at his class again. "I have every intention to complete Mrs Billings' syllabus. But I do have one request. I'm rather soft of voice, and I'll appreciate it if all of you wear your earbugs during my class. And I promise only to yell if you snore too loud. Agreed?"
    The class replied in a mix of 'okays' and 'sure'. Underneath his makeup, Mr Big grinned like the Cheshire Cat as all the students wore their earbugs. Next, Big pushed a special button on his microphone, simply labeled IMC. CIA, I'm forever in your debt, Big thought as he patted the side of his Insidious Mind Control box. It's just too bad you went out of business before you could use this little toy!

Two weeks later Lynnae and June were in the stands of Burbank Stadium, the home of the NDU Razorbacks. Alice obtained tickets to the game and gave them to her 'big sister and her friend'. It was a disappointing game, the Razorbacks turning in another lackluster performance. June's disappointment was made up when Alice introduced her and Lyn to the Razorbacks themselves. June kept her standards, but she did indulge in some flirting, make the huge, strong men much more weak in the knees. Even Lyn had some fun, imagining those players as characters stepping out of her romance novels. As Lyn told herself, they certainly had the bottoms for it!
    The good fun was over too quickly. After a pizza Lyn and June went home, and Alice made for her dorm room. Had Alice not worn her cheerleader sweater, June would've notice that A-Cup Alice was now a firm B... and getting steadily bigger each day.
 

3

In his opulent den Mr Big laughed as he watched the Razorbacks lose another game. The fans were actually booing their own team, but the coach was immune to their disdain. He'd better be, considering all the money he got from Big to throw the games.
    Big settled into his easy chair, taking a sip of brandy. His plan was working gloriously. His fancy IMC gizmo worked as predicted, subtly altering the unconscious minds of his students. The girls were now convinced that they'll be happier with bigger chests. To facilitate that need, Big had his university contacts setup a controlled study on breast-enlarging nanites. Sixth generation nanites had just become available for testing, and the NDU College of Medicine was one of those test sites. Big made sure the students in his class, especially the cheerleaders, were among the test group that got those sixth generation wonders.
    Sixth generation nanites were faster than previous generations, and they were much more efficient. Instead of gorging on fat, the primary building material, a girl could eat normally and still blow up nicely. It's been less than a week and Big's female students had gone up at least one cup size. Not all the nanites were set to work at full speed, and to what ultimate size was still up in the air. Some injections were set to softball-sized breasts, others to basketball proportions. And, if Big remembered correctly, two lucky girls were going to have beachball breasts in ten weeks.
    The boys in the class were conditioned to think that there wasn't anything wrong about the sudden increase in their classmates' bust size. Indeed, the IMC device told the boys that big bosoms were the best thing since the wheel and that they should only date busty babes. Big could hardly wait until all the girls finished growing, and then move to Phase Two. By the end of the semester Big hoped that NDU would be known as the bustiest university in the Commonwealth!

June worked on her exercise bike while viewing another Razorback game. Sweat stains were on her shirt, causing it to cling to her bust (the NB, nosebleed, symbol appeared on the bottom of the tri-dee projectors of the viewing audience at this point). Normally she would've been resting in her chair, but the game was so bad that she decided to do something productive with her time. It was halftime, and June was glad to see Alice and her cheerleader friends perform. The antics of shapely, partially covered young women can make the most disappointed male viewer forget they were watching a crappy game.
    It took June a few moments to figure out that there was something amiss about the cheerleaders. Having watched all the games since the season started, June could notice any changes that happened to the girls, like haircuts and dermal coloring. It wasn't those two items: it was their chests. To a girl, at the start of the season none of them had so much as mosquito bites. Now they had what had to be at least C-cups on their lithe frames. Including Alice Vitras. Whoa, though June. That's something I have to ask Alice the next time I see her. If this is some sort of initiation then she better not get too big. Otherwise Ward will have to carry her to classes. That made June laugh. Ward may be a big, strong boy but June doubted he wanted to carry his belle everywhere due to an impossibly large bust!

Ward anxiously waited outside Alice's dorm room. Alice claimed that she was having problems with her Algebra notes and needed Ward's 'expert' advice. Nothing could be further from the truth. It was Ward who needed tutoring in Algebra. Perhaps Alice wanted to do something other than studying? Wracked with uncertainty, Ward knocked on the door. The door speaker came to life, Alice's voice startled Ward. "Hi! Come on in. I got something to show you!"
    Ward turned the handle and stepped inside. Alice's room was the same; even her music system still played her favorite pop band. Then there was Alice. Ward knew his girlfriend took part in the nanite test. Indeed, the whole cheerleader squad was growing too. Like any healthy boy, Ward liked what he saw, and the crowds loved to see the blossoming girls perform their jumps. Twenty pairs of bouncing bumps under every-tighten sweaters was pure joy, but Ward wished his girlfriend won't get too big. Above a certain size, a cheerleader would turn from cute to downright erotic. The last thing the school wanted was a bust-induced riot!
    Alice came into view, wearing a sweater. "Please, sit." Alice motioned to Ward to sit at her study desk. "I'll be right back with some drinks." Ward did what he was told. He sat down and turned on the desk lamp. There in front of him were bras. Strange, as if she wanted me to look at them, he thought. Innately curiously, Ward inspected the labels. All of them were different sizes, each getting progressively bigger.
    Hearing some giggling, Ward turned. It was instant nose bleed city when he saw that Alice had taken off her sweater. Now clad only in her bra and skirt, Alice seductively slinked over to Ward. "Naughty boy! You just had to look at my bras!" The tall blonde cupped her large mounds. "Like what you see?"
    Still nose bleeding, Ward managed to speak. "Alice, just how... big are you? I mean, how much bigger are you going to get?"
    "Gee, I didn't ask!" Alice said. "The doctors said they won't get so big that I can't walk, but I hope they're wrong." Ward was ashen face, hoping that he didn't hear what Alice just said. "Right now I'm a gorgeous F-cup, and the bra already feels tight! I just hope you're up to the task of carrying me to classes in a few weeks!"
    Ward inched his way to the door, but Alice bounced over and gave him a generous bear hug. Had he any blood left Ward would've bled all over Alice's silky shoulders. "Oh, gee, look at the time! I have to finish all that ironing for the cheerleaders. Bye!" Ward quickly but reluctantly pulled away from Alice and escaped. As much as he liked Alice's new size there's no reason for her to act that way. Perhaps her 'big sister' June could help.
    Alice sat dejected on the floor. Ward should've been happy with my new bust. Perhaps I'm not large enough. All boys love big bazooms. I'll wait a few more days and try again! Smiling, Alice got up and made for her desk. She picked up the bra labeled 36G. "Well, 36G, looks like you're going to grace my front tomorrow morning!"
 

4

"She did what?!" June spluttered, spilling some of her soft drink onto her pants. June and Lyn were attending another Razorback game, courtesy of Ward. As a member of the cheerleading squad, Ward had the clout to obtain tickets. Sitting with them in the stands, Ward told the buxom duo about what happened between him and Alice, and how the other cheerleaders were acting.
    Ward's face was wrapped in concern. "She wanted me to help her put on her bra, and in the cheerleaders locker room no less! And I wasn't alone. Some of the girls' boyfriends were in there too, and they were more than willing to help! It was a nonstop giggle and touch fest, Miss Parlor. The girls were even bold enough to have their boyfriends cup them in public!" Poor Ward looked miserable. Alice had been acting like a lovesick puppy, urging Ward to 'hold her top' at every opportunity.
    June shook her head. "Alice may have learned too well and developed her own stubborn streak. If she had anyone else as a boyfriend, well, I just don't want to think about that!"
    Lyn nodded in agreement. "What she has got to learn is that with a large bust comes responsibility. This sort of juvenile behavior only exists in comic books! The FCS will have a field day with those girls." The game buzzer went off, and the two teams left the field. The cheerleading squad came out to perform their halftime show.
    If it was possible, Ward was even more pale. "Oh God! They aren't supposed to wear those! Those are souvenir sweaters for little kids!" He was right. The combined effect of oversized lungs and tight sweaters was too much for some men. A clean dozen fainted as the girls simply jaunted onto the field. A few more men hit ground as the cheerleaders raised their arms. Not so few sweater stitches were broken in the process. As if by magic, the whole stadium fell silent. The girls worked their routine, at the end of which they threw their arms up and pushed out their chests. The sweaters failed, ripping open in many places. That alone brought down wolf whistles and shouting so loud that the stadium shook. Officials got on the field and hustled the girls out of sight. Ward's knees failed him; luckily June and Lyn caught the overstimulated boy before he could hurt himself.

"Disgraceful? It was obscene!" Miss Elrad stated for anyone listening. "Those girls deliberately wore small sweaters just so they could bust out of them! Over 50 men in the stands had to be taken to hospital for treatment. I just hope they don't sue the university!"
    The other teachers in the faculty lounge only nodded or grunted in agreement. Miss Elrad was a confirmed member of the Flat Chest Society (FCS), an organization convinced that big breasts were throwing womens' progress back five hundred years. Many of her fellow teachers were sure that if Miss Elrad had breasts, not only would she stop talking such nonsense but would also be married. Mr Big (aka Chet Baxter) was one of those people.
    She'll be downright irresistible with basketballs on her front, mused Big. Just give me three more days and my fantasy will come true. For her and every other girl on campus! With his trademark grin, Big finished his coffee and headed for his class.

Later that day Ward met Lynnae and June outside of the Strader Education Center. The buxom duo were now in fall police clothes: long-sleeve shirts and pants. Nevertheless, they were still a sight to see. Ward composed himself. "I have even stranger news for you. But first, what did Alice say to you, Miss Parlor?"
    June looked a little put-out. "I spoke to Alice just before she went to class. I demanded to know why she and her friends pulled that stunt yesterday. She just giggled, saying 'everyone should enjoy our new sizes'."
    Lyn let a little giggle escape her lips. "June, sounds like Alice is rebelling against your authority. Perhaps you can take away her allowance?"
    June gave Lyn a mean look. "Heck, if she was younger, I would've spanked her! She had the gall to call me an old lady! Alice then said that she hadn't the time to talk, so she hung up! Just like that!"
    "And she isn't alone, Miss Parlor," Ward added. " I took it upon myself to follow her today. At the Ancient Earth Cultures class all the boys and girls acted strangely. I had my camera with me, so I recorded their 'behavior'. For some reason I got a pounding headache that disappeared the moment the class ended. But..."
    "But what, Ward?" June asked.
    "But those students aren't going to their other classes. The teacher, Mr Baxter, told the students to form their own counter-demonstration at the Medical Center Complex. It seems the FCS will stage a protest at the Center today. And that protest will focus on nanite testing."
    Lyn paled. "Oh no! We saw the FCS protesting just a few minutes ago! If those girls..."
    "You don't have to paint me a picture!" June said hastily. "Ward, we'll see you later today to look at your video. For now, me and Lyn will provide assistance to Campus Security. They'll need it!"
 

5

Once again in his lair, Mr Big was redoing his plastiskin makeup while watching the tri-dee news. The anchorwoman was none other than Belinda Buxley, dressed conservatively to lessen the impact of her oversized bust. Big's eyes widen as the 'Campus Bust-Out' story came on. Buxley provided the narration.
    "More than fists were flying today at the NDU Medical Center Complex. A contingent of FCS protesters was met by an even larger crowd of bountiful girls." The provided video showed the two groups, separated only by barricade tape and 15 meters of distance. "At first only words and gestures were exchanged between the two groups. Then the collage women removed their shirts and sweaters, revealing their ample charms." Buxley's voice had a bit of whimsy in it. "Apparently, the sight of bra-clad oversized lungs was too much for the FCS people, who then assaulted the girls."
    The video then focused on the resulting fight. It clearly showed how uneven the match was. "In the end, virtually all the FCS people had to be taken to hospital. They suffered heavy bruising from breasts being used as impromptu weapons. For one, I don't think the FCS will press charges. After all, who would want to admit in court that they were assaulted by watermelons?" Buxley giggled, then went on to the next story.
    Big was giggling too. His 'girls' had performed nicely. The IMC device was living up to his expectations, and more. He could hardly wait for Thursday to come. After that, all the girls on campus will join with his class in the pleasure of glorious expansion.

Late Tuesday evening. Lyn, June, and Ward were at Toby's apartment. The police technical wizard analyzed Ward's video, and had to agree it contained certain 'peculiar' images.
    "If I didn't know any better, I'd say the people in the class were under some sort of hypnotic trance," Lyn said. "It's the vacant look in their eyes. What Mr Baxter is teaching isn't that bad. I mean, none of them have fallen asleep."
    "They couldn't, considering that awful buzzing sound. I seemed to be the only one not affected." Ward added. "But then there was that bizarre request. He asked all the people in class to remove their shirts. It was freezing in there, with the air-conditioning on full-bore. But no-one noticed that. I took off my shirt to avoid suspicion."
    June was listening, but her eyes fixated on the tri-dee image before her. Ward's video had advanced to the point where Mr Baxter asked his students to remove their shirts. She zoomed in on the teacher, watching his reaction. There was a certain schoolboy look of pleasure on that face. Then June noticed the man's eyes. "Oh God. It can't be him. No way!"
    Toby looked up from his panel. "Him who?"
    "Mr Big! I mean, who else would love to have dozens of young women under his control, doing his every beck and call? Considering his connections, it would be easy for Big to pass himself off as a teacher and whip up a suitable disguise."
    Lyn grunted. "Yes, but how could he do it? Even his animal magnetism can't work on a crowd that large. He prefers smaller groups."
    "I think I know," Toby ventured. "That buzzing sound may be the key. The lecture hall by itself has good-enough acoustics, making microphones unnecessary. But apart from Ward, everyone in the room wore an earbug. I suspect that it's some sort of insidious mind-control system, like what the ancient CIA was working on back in the 21st century. I'll analyze that buzz. There's got to be some information about the buzz in the underground nets."
    "Thank you, Toby." Lyn said, patting Toby's shoulder. "I hope your cyber skills can provide us with the answer."
    "That goes double for me, Toby." June added. "If you're right, I'll treat you to just more than ice cream." June plated a kiss on Toby's left cheek, making him blush.
    Lyn chided June with a finger. "June! Behave yourself. Toby has enough problems already without you adding more!"

June decided to make a surprize visit to Alice's dorm room. While going there, June went over what happened the last two days. The university administration and the FCS decided not to press charges against each other. There was enough bad press to go around for everyone. The Buxom Battlers, as the counter-protesters had been called in the press, were only treated to a mild lecture from the NDU Committee on Student Behavior. The girls took it in stride and resumed their work, both in classes and in growth. June had learned that Alice's nanites were programmed to increase her breasts to basketball size. Being that size herself, June wanted to talk to Alice on how being so big was both a blessing and a curse. Alice may like the attention she's getting now, but out in the 'real world' her carefree attitude will land her in trouble.
    A knock on Alice's door startled the developing girl. Cursing whoever it was, Alice activated the security screen, surprized to see June waiting outside. Out of habit, Alice opened the door, not caring that June would see her wearing only a bra and panties (the NB, Nose Bleed, symbol was displayed).
    "Well, at least you're wearing knickers," June said in a condescending tone. "Perhaps Lyn was right: I've taught you so well that you've picked up my stubborn streak. I just wanted to tell you..."
    "That you're jealous?" Alice shot back. "Jealous that I'm developing now and have a better chance to pick up gorgeous hunks? I can see where a 15-year-old girl with a knockout bod would have problems, but me," Alice proclaimed as she patted the sides of her waist, "at the wonderful age of 18 and in college, can zero in on the more mature and sophisticated boys."
    June rolled her eyes. "Boy, are you wrong! Alice, it was for the best I made my mistakes in high school, 'cause in college I certainly didn't make them. If you continue to flaunt your body, then you'll end up in trouble, even get a police record! How will that reflect on your employment opportunities?"
    Unexpectedly, Alice slapped June across the face. The girl herself was redding in anger. "Shut up, Miss Double-Standard! For the past six years you said that 'proud, shapely breasts' were a girl's best friend. Now, when I decided to get some and enjoy my new size, you turn on me! It's my life and I'll do what I want! Mistakes and all!"
    June's left cheek smarted in pain and a tear fell out of her eye. "Alice, all I wanted is for you to avoid the mistakes I made when I was your age. I see that you're all too eager to make them yourself. Perhaps after breaking the hearts of several dozen men you'll come to understand that. I'm sure Ward would want to know, since he'll be the first one to go."
    "Shut up! Get outta here! Now!" Alice opened the door, all but willing June to leave. The officer needed no prompting to go, barely avoiding the door as Alice slammed it behind her. Crying, Alice fell on her bed, wondering why she treated June that way. June was the big sister that Alice never had, and Alice didn't want to lose her. Then she thought of Ward. Why am I so eager to dump Ward? He's been my friend since high school! The way I've been teasing him is cruel! Hugging a pillow, Alice then cried herself to sleep.

6

Late Wednesday night. Once again assembled in Toby's apartment, the buxom duo and Ward were waiting for Toby's verdict. The lanky technical wizard smiled. "It's definite. That buzzing sound is being produced by an ultra-sophisticated mind-control device. One of the underground nets had the technical spiel on it. The good news is that a person must be wearing an earbug to be totally influenced, otherwise it's just a terrible buzzing sound that causes headaches. Just like those Hasher music bands!"
    "That explains the earbugs, but is there a way to defeat the buzz?" Ward said expectantly. The thought of Alice being a puppet of Mr Big was too terrible to contemplate.
    "You bet! A simple white-noise generator will break the control of the IMC Device. I can whip up some generators right now."
    Lynnae grinned. "Thanks, Toby! As always, you're a genius." Lyn and June both gave a quick peck on Toby's cheeks. "I've talked to Talbert and Laramie earlier today. Since me and June had the most experience dealing with Big, our superiors have decided to leave him to our capable hands."
    June looked a little sad. "I hope what Alice said earlier was caused by Big's influence. If she truly felt that way about me, well, I guess I know now what my mom went through!"
    Lyn gave her tall friend a supportive hug. "June, that's another of life's lessons you had to deal with sooner or later. Now you're much better off when you get your own kids! Let's get ready for this morning. We'll get Big in his own classroom!"

Thursday morning, 9 a.m. Mr Baxter (aka Big) was surveying his class. Things have progressed so well that he decided not to wait for his 'girls' to finish expanding. With the unwitting help of the school administration, Big had a campus-wide communication line installed in his room. Using that line, Big will ask everyone listening to use their earbugs for better reception. At the proper moment he'll use his IMC Device to influence the minds of tens of thousands of people. Big's imagination allowed him to see all the women he'll influence take up nanite augmentation, growing the proverbial set of watermelons on their frames. Patience, Big, patience, he told himself. I'll have one final bit of fun before proceeding.
    Lynnae, June, and Ward were in the back rows of the huge, auditorium-like room. The two cops had simple plastiskin masks and wore typical college student clothes. What they had wasn't that all different from what students wore in the late 20th century: baggy pants and huge T-shirts. Lyn wore one of her Drake University T-shirts, considering it a good-luck totem. Ward was too preoccupied keeping an eye on Alice than to gawk at the two goddesses sitting next to him.
    Big cleared his throat. "Good morning, class. Instead of the usual lecture today, I'm going to speak on a subject dear and true to my heart. Bosoms. Female bosoms, to be exact."
    "There he goes with that infamous 'pervert power' of his," Lyn hissed. "These poor students will take what he's saying as literal truth."
    Pressing a button on his desk, Big spoke while the tunes of Pomp and Circumstance wafted through the air. "Throughout history, wars have been fought over wealth, religion, ideology, and land. It is my opinion that fewer and less bloodier wars would've been fought if women had ample chests. Now, in our time, there is the possibility that no wars will be fought whatsoever, all thanks to nanites! If every woman had a gorgeous set of lungs then men would rather play bed bingo with their wives than fight in the mud of distant lands! You, my excellent students, are among the first of a new generation of peaceful people. You will show that there is much more to be gained through pleasure than through war! I salute you!"
    The class clapped. Lyn, June, and Ward all had oversized sweat beads and throbbing viens on their heads. Big continued. "Even though only five weeks have gone by, I've decided that all of you have passed my course with flying colors! In reward, you'll get ceremonial diplomas from me. Diplomas showing that you've graduated from the School of Life! But first, since it is so hot in here, please remove your shirts. I want all of you to be comfortable."
    Save Big, everyone removed their shirts (NB). June sighed in relief as she realized all the girls had their bras on. Ward was now even more attentive to Alice, seeing that her bust was two days shy matching June's in size. He didn't even look at the glorious wonders that Lyn and June had!
    "Now, everyone, form a line and get your ceremonial diplomas. After that, I'll make an announcement for the whole university." The music still playing, the students filed down to Big. Both cops grimaced as they saw Big get hug after hug from the girls. Since Big was so short (1.42 meters) his head more often than not ended up between the girls' bazooms.
    Lyn kept her hands behind her, waiting her turn to get to Big. Just short of getting her diploma and hug, Lyn started the white-noise generator in her left hand. She brought forward her right hand, holding a small aerosol can. Pressing down on the top, a fine mist came out of the can and enveloped Big full in the face.
    "What the tarnation is that?" Big wheezed. His plastiskin makeup dissolved rapidly, forming icicles of fake flesh on his cheeks and chin.
    Filled with righteous indignation, Lyn and June removed their plastiskin masks like so many ancient cartoon characters had done before. "Freeze! This is the Police! Big, your under arrest!"
    Big focused his eyes on Lyn and June, laughing softly. "Don't you mean you two are underdressed? You set yourselves up for that one!"
    "No joke, Big!" June said, her bra-clad bust heaving with each word. "Your perversion stops here!"
    "Try me!" Big entered a fighting stance, then launched his own kung-fu inspired attack. "Pervert Power!"
    June dived to the ground, avoiding Big's blow. To her shock, she found that her pants were gone, having been kicked off by Big's attack. Lyn was glad that June wore a proper panty this time instead of her usual thong. "You jerk! Those were my favorite pair."
    "No, my dear, your favorite pair is on your front!"
    "Shut up, potty mouth!" June and Lyn stood together and raised their right arms. "Two can play your game. Let's see if you like it when we invoke our power." The two cops uttered a phrase from their favorite tri-dee game, Nude Attack Woman. "Bad Attitude Powers - Activate!"
    "Oh, I'm soooo scared!" Big laughed, but was caught unprepared by the duo's attack. A combination leg swipe and bust-butt pushed Big into a wall, causing him to form a 2cm indentation. "Impressive, girls, but to no end. I'll just order my students to attack you while I'll make my escape! Students, attack!"
    The students looked blankly at Big, and slowly comprehension came to their eyes. Lyn spoke proudly. "No good, Big! Your control is gone! Our white noise generator has broken the spell!"
    A girl shrieked. "Ohmygod! It's Big! He saw us in our underwear!" Several girls hurriedly put on their shirts. "Now we'll never find husbands!" cried another girl.
    June rushed Big. "You freak! I'll make you pay for what you did to Alice!" Try as she might, Big was as agile as a minx. Almost at the point of desperation, June was startled as Ward jumped out of nowhere and landed on Big. The big freshman landed punch after punch against the little man's breadbasket. All to no effect.
    "Nice left hooks, boy, but no match to what I can do!" Big landed a solid blow against Ward's chest, causing the boy to fly back into the crowd. Alice, now fully recovered, rushed to her boyfriend's aid, placing his head on her lap.
    "It was fun while it lasted, folks," Big proclaimed, "but I must take my leave of you. I'll just set up shop somewhere else and start all over." Reaching for his IMC Device, Big noticed that it was gone. "Fuddleducks! Where is it?!"
    "Looking for this?" Lyn said, holding the innocent-looking device in her hand. "I'm putting an end to your mischief right now!" Lyn slammed the device to the ground and crushed it underneath her foot. Big reacted like one would after seeing a fine Cuban cigar being treated the same way.
    "Nooooo! That thing is irreplaceable! You'll pay for that, Officer Wilcox!" Big whistled. A section of wall behind him fell, exposing the room to the outside. Undoubtedly, Albert was waiting with an escape vehicle. Just before jumping out, Big smiled wryly at Lyn. "Just let me say that lavender bra really suits you, Wilcox. It makes your bust look even more succulent!" For that remark Big was assault by dozens of flying anime shoes. He escaped, jumping into the open cockpit of his wonderful flying Supercar. In a blink he was zooming away, leaving the buxom duo to assemble a sense of order in the classroom.
 

7

Two days later order was more or less restored to the NDU campus. An investigation was launched; someone on campus had to help Big pass himself off as a teacher. And when that someone was found they'll wish they were never born.
    The affected girls were given the choice to keep their new chests or to modified them. As predicted, 33% decided to keep their new busts, with the expected 10% went to even larger sizes. Outback's average of D-cup breasts was kept safe.
    The Slatton Student Center had an extensive array of open-air benches and tables. At one of those tables Alice, Mr Vitras, and Ward were playing host to the buxom duo and Toby. In-between sips of soda, Lyn asked a question. "Alice, I was wondering why all those cheerleaders were in your class. I mean, most of them were juniors or seniors. Isn't it a freshman-level course?"
    Alice grinned. "It is, Lyn. But since it's an 'easy' class, some students held off taking it until their last year. You know, an easy grade to boost the GPA."
    "Typical college student behavior. But I see you've gotten more than a boost in grades." Lyn slyly motioned to Alice's bust. Now with proud basketballs on her front, Alice was equal to June in both in ampleness and height. "Since Mr Big did follow Mrs Billings' lesson plan, the Humanities dean decided to complete the class himself. Mr Geering was my history instructor back in college, and he doesn't allow any snoozing in his class. You've been warned!" Lyn stuck out her tongue.
    After a round of laughter June spoke. "Believe her; that comes from personal experience! Now, I believe Toby has more good news."
    Toby corrected his tie. "Yes. Mr Big may be smart, but be thankful he was thinking with his libido this time. Had he read the technical data better, he would've handed that IMC Device to the FCS." His audience blinking loudly, Toby continued in a conspiratorial voice. "You see, after prolong exposure to the hypnotic sounds, a person under its influence would've turned into the opposite of what he was told to become. A few more weeks and the girls would've turned from bust lovers into ardent FCS supporters."
    Ward nodded. "I see. If the FCS had that gizmo, then FCS members would've turned into breast advocates. Not that I don't mind!" For that sexist remark, Ward was playfully punched in the stomach by Alice. Then the young couple kissed.
    "Ward, you're not as hopeless as I thought!" Alice giggled. "I hadn't the chance to properly thank you for fighting Mr Big. You know, you could've gotten yourself killed! What you did earlier was enough to show that you cared."
    "What I did was what any true, honest man would've done to avenge their woman's honor. Would you have me look at your boobs while Lyn and June did all the fighting?"
    "Well, you can always look at my lungs in private." The couple kissed again. "Four years is a long time to wait, but it'll be worth it." Alice faced an expectant June. "You see, June, I and Ward will get married after graduation."
    "Root a boot! Congratulations! But it does sound like something out of Lyn's romance novels! Have you decided what to do about your chest?"
    Alice turned thoughtful. "I must admit, it wasn't Big's influence that did all the talking a few days ago. You see, I really was envious of your bust. I was flat as the proverbial pancake for years, and now that I have breasts... well, I like them! The truth be told, I'm going to be as big as Mom was!"
    June faced Mr Vitras. "Sir, what's your opinion? Not that I need to ask, but I think Lyn and Toby would like to hear it."
    The old man smiled wryly. "As you know, all little girls are preconditioned to break their daddies' hearts. My little princess knows what she's doing. She'll take the appropriate defense classes and lifestyle adjustment courses when she stops growing in two weeks. You see, my wife was Angelican. As you know, Angelican women are known for their 'considerable' size."
    "Alice, you mean you're going to get watermelon lungs?" Lyn questioned. With breasts that size, Alice's bellybutton would be obscured by her new charges. "I can't see you staying as a cheerleader with breasts that big."
    "You're right, Lyn. Cheerleaders can't have breasts larger than G-cup. It had to do with an incident 45 years ago. The cheerleaders back then had bigger chests and wore even less! I guess the administration was tired of having too many bust-induced riots during each halftime! But it was fun being a cheerleader. Now I can focus on my studies, work my part-time job, and start that new sorority."
    "Sorority?" Toby asked.
    "Yes!" Alice beamed. "A new sorority that will make well-endowed girls feel at home. A sorority where their ample charges would be considered normal. The FCS had it too good for too long on this campus. We'll show them that women can manage their ampleness in a responsible manner." Grinning, Alice rapped an arm around Ward's chest, pulling him next to her. "The sorority will be called Delta Delta, 'Double D' for short. The only requirement for membership is to have a DD bra measurement!" Alice saw June and Lyn's faces. "Don't worry! A rule in our charter will clearly state that all members will report any knowledge of Mr Big to the police! Just let him try to sneak into our sorority house!"
    "I'm glad to hear that. For a moment I thought Mr Big was going to have a ready supply of girls to plunder," June giggled. "Time to go, Alice. I'll check on you occasionally, especially if you continue to provide tickets to the games!"
    "You bet!" Alice and her 'big sister' hugged. Ward sheepishly accepted hugs from June and Lyn. Alice then stood expectantly in front of Ward. "Well, what are you waiting for?"
    "Are you sure you want to do it? With everyone looking?" Ward looked guilty.
    Alice kissed Ward on the lips. "Yes! You'll have to do it eventually. After four years it'll be second nature!" With that Alice jumped into Ward's arms. His right arm cradled Alice's legs, while his left was under her back. His left hand was firmly planted on her left breast, making the appropriate 'glomming' sound. "I'm a bit tired after doing those back exercises, June, so Ward here had better get in the habit of carrying me!"
    Mr Vitras playfully shook his head. "You see, June? She's already breaking my heart. Can't you hear it?" There was a round of laughter. "Alice, I'll see you tomorrow. A good thing I've kept Mother's bras. I knew that someday you'll need them."
    "Thanks, Daddy. In two weeks I'll no longer be your little princess. I'll become your big girl instead!" Alice then had Ward carry her back to her dorm room. Rest assured, they only did studying that night. Honest! The scene ends as the POV changed to encompass the setting sun over the NDU campus.

[End Credits: still shots from the current episode and theme music plays. Ends with the duo in silhouette. Fade to black.]
 
 

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