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Gaining More

I looked back to the chubby girl whose breasts were down 4 cup sizes to around a D-cup. “Man a second ago I swear she was more stacked. Must have been my imagination. People can’t just donate attributes to others.” I smirked as I thought of the idea. “And if she was going to donate to anyone, why do it to the redhead. The plain brunette needs them more. I bet she wouldn’t look so uncomfortable over there if she gained 3 cup sizes from the chubby girl.”

The idea of moving assets around like that got me a little stirred up. As I adjusted how I was sitting, I watched the chubby girl’s chest deflate down to A-cups. The weirdest part was it looked like her shirt and bra had adjusted to match. “What is going on here?” I thought. Looking to the chubby girl’s mother I was shocked to see that her chest looked deflated as well. “What the fuck...”

Shock by what was going on I moved down the table. The redheads looked normal. The daughter seemed bustier than I remember, but she was still skinny and her mother looked like I remembered.

The plain girl was even more hunched over. I just couldn’t figure out why she was sitting like that. She was wearing a thick baggy sweat-shirt so it was hard to gauge if anything about her had changed. I really couldn’t tell if her mother hand changed either. She was sitting with her back facing me, and at best she looked a little heavier than I remember.

“I wish I could get a better view of the her mother,” I thought. As if on command the mother stood up, her tight jeans really showcased her nice ass. She turned and headed towards the restroom.

My jaw dropped when I saw her from the side. Her breasts were massive now. They had to be double the size they were before and they were already big to begin with.

I looked back to the plain daughter to see her reach across the table to grab a napkin. The girl’s chest pressed tight up against the edge of the table far sooner than I expected. “Wait is she secretly stacked?” I wondered. I had missed her most recent expansion from a E-cup up to a full H-cup thanks to the breast mass that had been transferred from the chubby girl.


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