You arrive at Hanna’s house without much issue. Sure your J cup tits bounced around like crazy on every bump in the road. But by this point you were starting to get use to it.
You exited the car and walking up the pathway. Hanna lived in a one story house without a garage, so she parked on the driveway and exited the car. You let her pass you so she could open the door. And also so you could stare at her wreaking ball ass as it swung back and forth with each step she took. The thing was almost as large as your breasts.
She reached the door and pulled out her keys, only to drop them and be forced to bend over to pick them up, giving you an unrestricted view of her heighn quarters as the seams on the jeans she was wearing popped and snapped. You were wondering if her tight pants were going to burst at the seam, giving you a full view of whatever underwear she wore that day. If at all, Hanna did occasionally go commando.
She lifted up her keys without incident and unlocked the door to her small house. She let you in and you immediately sat on the couch, glad to get the pain of walking around with J cup breasts finally off your shoulders. You adjusted your bra straps from digging into your shoulders.
“I’ll make you some dinner.”Said Hanna going into the kitchen.
Because her house was so small you could see her working in the kitchen from were you sat on the couch. You could have noticed she was just microwaving at TV dinner for you both, but was too distracted by her assets.
You watched it bounce and jiggle like she was on the moon with every step she took. You subtly pull the magic flashlight out of your pocket and shine it on Hanna’s ass for the second time that day.
You watch in delight as the pink light starts increasing her gluteus to maximum proportions. Her cheeks grow and grow underneath the ray. Till her spine was forced to always curve to accommodate them. Eventually her ass was wider than her shoulders, giving her an incredibly exaggerated pear body type. Her hips were so wide that she didn’t even need to sit in a chair to be comfortable. All she needed was her massive pillow like ass and a surface and she could sit there all day. She looked like something out of an exaggerated cartoon, made real and became your girlfriend.
You turned off the light happy with her current form.
As she watches the first TV dinner spin in the microwave she sticks her fingers into her jeans and snapped the elastic of her pink G string you wince at the thought. So she was wearing underwear today, but it must have been digging into her like crazy now.
You imagine the floss thin material being stretched to the limit in her curves to the point of breaking at any moment. The thought turned you on slightly, and you start rubbing your erect man hood in your pocket without even realizing it. You were to distracted by your sexy girlfriends butt as she took out one TV dinner and placed another in the microwave. Practically begging the pants to come apart at this point so you could dig your fingers into those rolling hills of fat.
Once you did notice you were jerking off in your pants, you looked down only for your vision to be blocked by your own rolling hills of fat the J cup breasts on your otherwise entirely male body.
You had honestly forgotten about them, to distracted by your girlfriends growing heigh quarters. But once you were reminded of your J’s. You thought about improving them. They were already bigger than your head, but maybe make them as big as Hanna’s hips or even bigger if you thought you could carry them.
You pulled out the flashlight again and shined it on your bust, watching as your breasts inflated like balloons. They strained against your already stretched thin shirt and bra, causing more pressure on your shoulders. They grew from “modest” J’s to K’s then L’s! You were in breast territory you weren’t even sure they could make bra’s for, but you didn’t stop. You were trying to push the limits of the device.
Your already large, sensitive nipples grew to the side of dinner plates to catch up, making the tight fabric arouse you even more. Thankfully unknown to you, the device was also increasing your upper and lower body strength so you could walk around with without instantly snapping your spine in half the second you stood up. You developed a six pack, your thighs increased in size. And your back muscles rippled to life becoming those of a professional swimmer. Not that you noticed these life saving muscle increases, you were too busily moaning in pure delight as your breasts grew bigger and bigger and bigger. Your nipples and dick must have been harder then diamond as you soaked in all the pleasure from your breasts you could as they squeezed inside your tight shirt.
You rubbed your thighs together as you grew in strength and chest size till—
SNAP!!!
You turned off the flashlight, your breasts swing down and fell forwards onto the floor, your bean bag chair sized breasts stopped your face from hitting the floor as your spine curled around them to the point only your toes touch the floor.
You thought your spine just broke and trail your fingers along your noticeably bumpier back trying to find a bone jutting out or a sharp pain. The snap you heard was your push up bra, finally breaking after the titanic weight of your frankly ridiculous chest. You found nothing of the sort and let out a sigh of relief noticeably rising up from the floor you lay on.
You open your eyes and see a pile of pale peach colored skin stopping your self from hitting the floor.
Your jaw dropped at the sight of them. One breast was bigger than your entire male body, and you had two of them effectively more than tripling your body size. You had no clue how you would leave Hanna’s house after dinner. (Just for fun let’s say there W or Y++++ cups or something.)
Even turning side ways there was still no way for even one of your breasts to fit through the door. Much less both at the same time.
Your “shirt” was nothing more than a ring of thin fabric rapped around your chest that didn’t even cover your hard nipples the size of your head all the way. You were worried if you breathed to hard it would snap.
The flashlight was on the ground just out of your reach. If it shrunk your breasts once it could do it again. You try to get it, but fail because your arms can’t even reach the floor.
You try rolling but your breasts absorb most of the shock, you were stuck, with no hope until—
“Are you okay honey?”
Hanna came into the room holding two TV dinners a look of concern on her face...