Mary slowly put the height + vail back in the case. Maybe being ludicrously tall would be fun. At least for a while. She should at least get a good feel for this height before she decided anything. But, that didn’t mean she needed to stop taking potions. She scrolled through the options and stopped on bust. Bigger boobs would go great with her larger frame. B cups were small back when she was only four foot. Now, they were looking like bee stings. With a quick swig, the vial was emptied into Mary’s throat.
This one tasted different. It wasn’t sweet like the height vial, it was creamy. A similar tingling enveloped her breasts. Mary braced herself, expecting a wave of unbelievable pleasure, but it never arrived. This feeling was more like her first growth. It was warm and comforting. She cupped each breast as the feeling faded. That was about a cup size Mary surmised. Which meant that another vail would probably give her another two.
She swallowed the smile on her lips as she refilled the glass container and drank it down. Just as predicted, the creamy flavor was increased and the growth became more pleasurable. Ending up with DD’s Mary smiled at her boobs. Oh yeah, now that was a busy size worth having. But, that didn’t mean she couldn’t have more. Licking her lips, Mary once again refilled the vial and drank.
This one was thick. It almost tasted like drinking whipped cream, but Mary loved it. However, what she really loved, was the feeling of her breasts exploding in size. She groped each tit firmly as they swelled, making her squeal in delight. Heat radiated from each boob making Mary sweat. Her pussy was leaking from how good she felt. The heat subsided but Mary kept kneading her tits. She wanted more. She needed more. Another refill and Mary was growing again.
Pleasure exploded in her chest. She came on the spot as her boobs climbed up the cup size chart. Collapsing onto her knees, Mary screamed in ecstasy as her skin stretched and her tit fat swelled. Even her nipples felt like they were growing, keeping proportional size with the rest of her bosom. Even after the growth stopped, Mary sat on the ground in a puddle of her own sweat and juices.
Having calmed down enough the think clearly, Mary inspected the damage to find her breasts had grown to twice the size of her head. She wasn’t quite sure if the math added up right with her current size and theory, but she honestly didn’t care at the moment. They were beautiful. Completely free of any stretch marks or unsightly veins, they were glistening orbs of erotic joy. Mary managed to look past her boobs to see the case still on the count. Licking her lips, she stood up ready for more.