Breast Expansion Fanfiction Novels & Stories

There were some werebirds too. I'm Xenia Anderson, with a height of 1.5m, tan-skinned with a small nose. I have short silver hair that is not even enough to create a small bun. My double eyelid grey eyes are quite big but not like that of owls. My chestnut lips are thick, there are some freckles on my cheeks and nose. I think they make me look cute. I love reading and writing stories (the latter my family knows nothing about), gaming on MLBB AND LOL, and writing songs, but I can't sing. Everyone says I sound like a lion trying to sing with my rather deep, almost manly voice.

The body slumped forward in the chair. A frown creased Alex's face as she worked to undress the girl. She dragged the body to the tub in the bathroom then flipped on the water. While she waited, she adorned the cream-colored low cut dress and looked down. Her swollen breast burst at the seams. The whole thing felt too tight. She'd have to pump later. Someone was going to notice she just grew a breast size and a dress size in the last five minutes. She flattened her boobs out underneath the bra as best as she could. It was uncomfortable but at least she wasn't bursting forth anymore.

He sucked marks all across the neck, placing an incredibly hard one in the valley of my chest. A frustrated sound escaped his lips when he noticed the lacy fabric stretched across my breasts. The Alpha looped his fingers and ripped it off in an instant. A small whimper tumbles from my patted mouth as I felt the first traces of slick wet my thighs, my body unconsciously pressing up closer to the Alpha above.

I moaned as I doubled my movement from his lap. "I do not know if I am the only one noticing this but, baby, your breasts seem to be growing. They will soon fit in my hands and I am loving these," he huskily said between sucking and nipping my healthy breasts. So I am not the only one who notices that my breasts are growing, huh? That is why my bras are already tight on me these past few days and like him, I do not know the reason why. When Franco started fighting against my movement with his hips, I immediately tripled my movement from his lap until I could already feel something want to come out from my lower abdomen.

Also shoes with pointed heels like spearheads and a bag that she can only fill with a cell phone. "I will replace the entire contents of your wardrobe," said Xaviera so seriously that Vanilla almost had difficulty breathing. "Mom, don't be kidding me, I don't like that style of clothing," protested Vanilla. "You want Beck to see you, don't you?" Vanilla was silent. He had tried various ways to get Beck's attention but until now even though they were engaged, Beck's attitude was so cold. In the two months since he returned from New York, there had been almost no progress in their relationship apart from arguments because Beck was annoyed with all the ways Vanilla approached Beck to send photo

“I know you've been changing boyfriends since high school. You also slept with a lot of guys in college. However, I didn't expect you to replace Cullen so soon.” “What did you say? I'm not a wild woman,” I countered. “I only had a boyfriend during high school and he was enough to traumatize me with men.” “I don't believe it.” Taylor crossed her arms over her chest. “I don't care,” I retorted. “If you're bored of exploring my apartment, feel free to go home. You know where the door is.” I turned around and approached the kitchen counter. Seeing the breast pump ready for use, I sat on the couch and pumped my chest. I was sleepy but shouldn't sleep. My chest was uncomfortable when it was full.

Kelly repeated. “It’s a machine one of the other guys modified after a lot of study,” Janet replied. “It’s been developed to strengthen the muscles that support the breasts. As you’ve probably guessed, we’re not allowed to wear bras. We don’t even own any, anymore. My tits are now about double-D, and are always heavy with milk. My muscles supporting them really get a workout.” She began to work the machine as the girls watched. As the large LED counter passed 75, she was visibly slowing. At that point a man entered the room. He was about six feet two and very well built. Janet gasped out an introduction: “This is my husband, Brian.”

she was curious. "You know that it doesn't get big until it's aroused and erected into its full size, right? I don't really have anything to compare it with, I mean ... the ones I saw in porn were a lot bigger ... but I guess all the boobs there are a lot bigger than the real ones too ... it's a funny feeling when it expanded, it started tiny and then it gets harder and bigger and longer ... like an alien," Jan tried to explain as best she could.

“Sawyer, why are you talking like this? We’re a family, why are you digging up surveillance footage? This is bad for our relationship. “I know you’re not happy about this, but Liam is our family. His illness… about the imaginary bosom is a psychological effect. He needs someone to talk him out of it. Anna is helping him!” “Oh, she’s treating his illness. In that case, she should work harder. What if Liam really grows a huge bosom? That’d be irreversible. Don’t regret it then, Liam.” Liam’s face paled and he subconsciously pressed his palm against his chest.

Teen son helps relieve pressure from mom’s engorged breasts. SUMMARY: With innocent intentions, Josh offers to help his mother relieve pressure from her swollen breasts after his newborn sister stops drinking from her. See how the two of them deal with the unexpected reactions their bodies have. This is a multi-POV story, switching back and forth between Josh and his mom, Jenni. Note that there are many scenes involving breast milk. All characters in this story are 18 or older. Enjoy.