“Ohgod. Ohgod. Ohgod,” moaned Katie as she fumbled around for the tennis ball. It was right where she left it, but the massive bliss radiating from her immense and still growing breasts had her body shaking with pleasure and desire.
“Gotta cum! Gotta cum! Oh please, God. Gotta cum!”
Tiff looked at her friend and knew they both were beaming just as much, relatively. It was hard to keep up on a beaming scale with a girl with inch long, and also growing, nipples. Tiff would have been more than happy to help Katie out with her “Gotta cum!” problem, but sooner or later, someone would spot them and that would definitely cause problems.
Fortunately, Katie’s left hand seemed to be solving some of her problem as the girl’s back slid down the wall and she masturbated furiously.
Besides, when she got over it, she’d kill me. Tiff hastily threw on her gym clothes. Next time I’ll transform her into a bisexual. Better word it so she’ll be happy about it or she’ll still freak out.
“Aaaaaahhhh! Yes! Yes! God! Yes!” moaned Katie as the huge fleshy orbs on her chest bounced around, exaggerating her every motion. Tiff ran off looking for a suitable ball and came back a bit less than a minute later with a softball.
“Eeeew,” said Allison, watching the still writhing Katie when Tiff returned. “Katie always was such a big titted slut.”
What? thought Tiff. Later.
“Katie! Take this.” Tiff dropped the softball. The ball touched Katie’s hand and nothing happened until Katie, somewhat sane again, reached out and grabbed the ball. The horny glaze dropped from her eyes almost instantly and her chest seemed to suck inwards.
That’s crazy, thought Tiff. It took like two minutes to grow out that far and only a couple seconds to get smaller again. It’s like something liked watching them slowly grow. Weird.
“Tiff. My god. A softball?”
“Yeah, well I figured you’d like it better as a D cup.”
“What the hell are you two talking about?” asked Allison, striking a pose. “These are D-cups. Katie’s a C. A firm C, you lucky bitch, but just a C. Mine are still bigger.”
“And nothing like mine,” said Robin as she strutted in.
“Cheerleader bitches,” muttered Tiff as she helped her friend up off the floor.
“And next time you’re going to fingerfuck yourself, Katie, do it on the can where I don’t have to watch.” Allison looked disgusted.
“Or invite me to help,” said Robin, licking her lips. “She wasn’t really… was she, Ally?”
“Allison. You know I hate Ally, Robin.”
“Whatever”
“That’s the best thing about cheerleaders,” whispered Katie to Tiff. “They distract themselves. I need a shower.” Cupping her huge new boobs, completely out of place on her tiny, elfin frame, Katie had to let one go to grab her towel. It sagged a little and jiggled when released. “God, these things are heavy.”
“But worth it, Katie, you look amazing.”
“Oh please. Don’t go lez on me, Tiff.”
One shower and some dressing later,