Victoria was a lonely girl. All of her attempts at love with the kinds of guys she found attractive ended in failure. She blamed all her ex-boyfriends for being too shallow. Vicky reasoned that if only she had bigger boobs, then they all would have stayed.
It never crossed her mind that her constant rejection could have been because she was the shallow one. Or, that if she redefined her definition of attractiveness, she would find what she was looking for. It was not like she was unattractive. She had a pair of respectable, C-Cup breasts. But, none of that mattered now. In her hand, Vicky held the solution to all her imagined problems.
Lilith Fruit.
More accurately, a Boob Fruit. It was a few inches wide and firm to the touch. It was a peachy-red color. It was almost spherical and for the red mock-nipple at one end.
Vicky had heard the rumors of what happened to those that ate the Boob Fruit. Most people had grown boobs so big that it made porn-stars look tame. Others had grown extra boobs. A few others had boobs appear in places boobs should not be or with various other body parts replacing the nipples.
Vicky had already weighed her options. She had balanced the risks with the rewards. Each Lilith Fruit caused a different effect. So,, there was no way that she could know what was about to happen. Victoria braced herself one, final time and bit into the Boob Fruit.