Breast Expansion Novels & Stories

The days blurred into a monotonous rhythm for Katherine, each one marked by the insistent throb in her breasts that grew sharper with every dose of the medication she took. The ache had evolved from a dull discomfort to a relentless pressure, the skin stretched taut and hypersensitive. She found herself retreating to the privacy of her bathroom multiple times a day, locking the door and peeling off her top to confront the changes in the mirror.

Concern quickly gives way to excitement when Beth continues what she has done before but without the kissing, until she leans back to retrieve a bunch of thick rubber bands from the still covered tray. Placing them on Bella's stomach Beth then grabs her right tit and starts pushing several of the bands up to the base, until the constricted fleshy globe sticks up invitingly from Bella's chest. Beth then continues to do the same with Bella's other breast until both of them are equally prepped, before she adds a last, thinner rubber band to Bella's nipples, drawing a few ragged pants from her as she winds the band tightly

I always have been. But lately, we didn't even have time to kiss. I sighed and felt a cool breeze hit my chest. I looked down and saw my boobs had spilled completely out of my nightgown. Any woman with big breasts knows how it is. I was a 44D before I had kids, but after the last one, they doubled in size. They were heavy, aching, and my nipples were hard enough to cut glass.

Few days after the incident, Tamara started making small changes. Her blouses became a little tighter and thinner, the tops stretching across her full DD breasts. Her skirts were a little shorter, hugging her round ass and showing more of her smooth thighs when she walked. She told herself it was just confidence, but deep down, she knew she wanted the boys to look.

He was a harmless creature, so showing him basic human anatomy couldn't cause any harm. He watched my movements carefully as I threw the towel to the side, I took his large hands in mine and directed them to my bréasts. “These are called bréasts, they are only found on females, hence the reason why you don't have one.” “Bréasts” he repeated after me, his hands molding my bréasts in such a way that it sent signals down to my nether regions, he tweaked my nípples and I saw stars.

"Mm-hmm. You're right. Your bust is one size larger than mine!" Xante was unfazed and immediately touched Corinne's chest to gauge her bust size. She then comforted her by saying, "Don't be anxious, boss. Your chest will grow again when you deliver your baby!" Corinne shook her head. "No, thanks! I'm very happy with my B cup. Big chests only look attractive when it's on other people. If it's too big, it'll become a burden to me!" Xante nodded as she fully agreed. "You're right. You already have a great figure with the golden ratio. It's neither too big nor small, it's just perfect!"

Khalid groaned as his hand reached under my tank top and roughly tweaked my nipple. “Torture device.” I groaned as he continued his rougher exploration of my tits. “I was part of the burning bras movement. I haven’t owned one since.” I should wear a bra by modern standards and just the standards women are held to. My breasts aren’t tiny or as perky as before I had my son as a human. But any woman who’s gone through a pregnancy will know the changes your body goes through, and breasts getting larger is part of the bargain.

Right" Ruby nods. Wearing my dress and with Ruby zipping it up. She beams. "What?" I ask. She's smiling way too widely and weirdly. "I'll be sure to take your measures every week. You never know what's going to happen." "What? What's wrong?" I scoff. "Oh, it was a little difficult to get the zipper to close up on your upper back. Your burst grew" She says dryly and I find myself looking down at my boobs. "They did?" I ask. "They sure did. They used to be as small as ants"

Would he think that she needed to wax, too? Lightly, she smoothed her fingertips down her neck and hesitated briefly before bringing up her hands to cup her breasts. They'd increased over the years, from a B cup before Cara had been born, to the DDs they were now. They weren't as high as they used to be, she noticed, hefting their weight in the mirror. She slid her hands to capture her rose-tipped nipples between her fingers, squeezing them and causing them to pebble tightly.

Renee worked very hard to raise her chest. "Okay, okay, it doesn't work to raise it." Giovanna waved her hand, and the words beat her heart fiercely. "Actually... If squeezing, there will be..." She wanted to make the final dying struggle. Giovanna didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and she said, "If you'd like to do surgery, you can plant silicone." "Ah? Isn't there a natural growth method?" "About this... " Giovanna really wanted to tell her that breast enhancement needed to be completed by both a man and a woman.