My breathing grew heavy, and with each breath my chest seemed to go down less than before.i rose my hand to feel them and they were pulsing like a heartbeat.
"Isn't that better, we now have all this room to ourself" he took a seat down in front of me and felt the growing himself "you know, when I got my breastgiving, I felt quiet a bit of pain. But don't worry, it goes away pretty quickly" he started to slowly caress my growing boobs. Bigger and bigger they grew with each breath, then suddenly another sharp pain that had me rolling back in pain. When I put my hands to them I felt they had to be a C cup now, nowhere close to finished growing.
"Please stop this," I moaned, "I won't be able to take this if they get bigger. What'll I do?"
"Oh hush, I'll take care of you like every man's supposed to do for their busty girl. Just thinking about it now, I cannot wait for you to start lactating"