Dana’s keys slid from the lock with a jingle as she entered her house. She threw her jacket over the bannister and leant back against the door to shut it. She couldn’t help but think about Christina and how much bigger she’d gotten in such a short amount of time. Dana hadn’t been lying, the extra pounds did suit Christina and she seemed a lot happier. Dana sighed looking into the mirror by the door and her meagre breasts. She’d always been proud of her large and shapely bottom, but had always dreamt of having tits to match.
She strode over to the tv and switched it on. A female news anchor, her face red with embarrassment and perhaps something more, attempted to finish reading the headlines as her top fought a losing battle with her pendulous breasts, easily three or four sizes too small.
“Scientific advisors to the government are scrambling to explain the sudden changes occurring in the bodies of women in this country” said the reporter, her voiced flustered and breathy, “if you are a woman between the ages of 18 and 50 you are advised to-“
Dana switched it off. She’d never been a big fan of the news but this was especially strange, perhaps some kind of hoax or elaborate advertising campaign, though her mind returned to Christina’s suddenly considerably sized backside.
Her phone buzzed. Dana looked down to see you boyfriend had messaged her asking if she had gotten home safely. I’m at home, she texted back, looking forward to seeing you tomorrow night.
The response was almost immediate. Me too, wear something nice so I can tear it off you.
All of a sudden Dana became incredibly horny. She let out a moan and bit her lip as her knees threatened to give way. She was just about able to make it to the couch when she was hit by another wave of lust. Her hand plunged down her jeans and began frantically rubbing at her sex. Her mind was filled with imagery of her and her boyfriend Luke intertwined, his hands on her hips and squeezing her breasts as he fucked her, filling her with his seed.
Her own hand reached up and ran across her writhing form, up to her chest where it squeezed her breasts as if he were there with her right now. She gasped as she felt her orgasm building, bringing her to the edge of sanity.
Dana was so distracted she failed to notice the slight swelling of her breasts with each squeeze she gave them, nor the extra fat that had accumulated across her whole body, amplifying her curves and thickenibv her thighs. She let out one last cry of ecstasy before collapsing back into the couch and drifting off to sleep.