Breast Expansion Novels & Stories

the doctor said. "Distressing is an understatement, Doctor. It is painful. My breasts feel like they are going to explode every morning. And I have a spontaneous sexual appetite that I cannot seem to control. What am I supposed to do? I work in a professional office. I cannot just leak through my suit during a board meetings." Dr. Melford sighed sympathetically. "There are medications to help balance your hormones, but they have side effects. My first recommendation would be more practical. You need to relieve the pressure."

Although I didn't understand what it was, I still obediently lay on the bed and let them unbutton my clothes. “Your Highness, you can't wear this kind of underwear anymore. Men like big breasts, and if you want to please Sir Nuri Rodriguez, you have to take care of Your breasts.” To please Nuri Rodriguez? What does that have to do with the size of my breasts? Their big hands kept rubbing my breasts. I felt some pain, but I could only grit my teeth. “After the massage, your breasts will get bigger.” I wasn't sure if my breasts were getting bigger, but after their massage, my breasts started to tingle a little. I slipped my hand over my chest and a strange feeling came over me.

As he lit up on my body, I grabbed my breasts from the front to fondle them. But my boobs told me they needed those large hands and not mine.

This girl had such a strong competitive heart. Right at that moment, his phone rang. Inside the bathroom at the Zhou family's manor, when Zhou Xinzhu saw the near-perfect figure in the mirror, she was moved to tears again. She finally could say goodbye to names like 'the flat-chested woman'. After taking the small red pill given to her by Qin Haodong, her left and right breasts were finally even. They were both cup size A. However, she was not satisfied with this, so she took another breast enhancement pills that Qin Haodong had given her. Their breast had grown to a real b cup, bigger than most women.

My bones feel heavy, carrying a dull, stretching ache like I’ve just run a marathon. I walk to my dresser and reach for the new bra I bought from Leila just two days ago. I hook it on the loosest setting, but it’s tight. Actually tight. I step in front of the full-length mirror on my closet door, and my breath hitches in my throat. My chest is overfilling the lace cups that I struggled to fill just yesterday. My ribs look wider, my shoulders more defined. My body is changing at a rate that completely defies human biology.

As soon as she reached her room, Bia closed and locked the door. She leaned against it, breathing heavily as her heart pounded. Looking down at herself again, she felt mortified that both of her bosses had just seen her looking like such a mess. Bia quickly took off her shirt and noticed a bit of breast milk still leaking from her chest. Was she experiencing hyperlactation? She had read up on basic mother and baby topics—especially breastfeeding and lactation. But hyperlactation did not make sense since her milk supply was actually pretty limited.

My thighs have gotten thicker, when I squat, my ass looks prettier and fuller. Without thinking I run my finger across my cleavage, the swell is pretty…he has got to notice them now, right? He has got to see that I am no longer a kid but a grown woman that can give him everything my sister is depriving him of. I squeeze my left breast, watching the way my eyelids droop, sexy and needy. “Focus” he says from behind and I put my hand down, making my breast bounce, the top is tight and stretches over my ample chest.

Her breast was so warm, round, and responsive to the touch. He pulled his lips as they were kissing so badly; his hand touched her breast; her kisses changed—deeper rather than more sensual; she has implants that responded to him so quickly; everything about her is natural, and he loves her a lot. As he grins, he kisses her, sliding down to her breast, cropping her breast in both hands,

He pulled out a set of golden acupuncture needles and said quietly, "Bear with it, this might hurt a little." Then, he began the treatment. Isabelle's cheeks flushed red, and though her mind seemed to wander, she followed all of Andrew's instructions without complaint. Andrew said as he worked, "Belle, breast enhancement isn't rare. There are plenty of ways to do it. Most people just go for implants or fillers, making them as big as they want. But I don't think you'd want that, would you?"

A warm pleasurable glow emanated from his body. Above him the clear shape of a body was taking form out of the bath foam. As he watched the torso expanded and filled out. Two lumps of foam grew outwards and took on the shape of a ripe pair of breasts. More foam rose out of the top and grew into the slender oval of a head. The foam was forming into the shape of a pretty young woman right in front of him.