Breast Growth Stories Novels & Stories

If it were just a bunch of cliché and unrealism I decided I would start writing my own books soon after getting more experience in life. Days passed, my routine never changed. I would sleep as early as 9pm and wake as early as 9am. Today I discovered a difference in my body when i was taking a warm bath. My breasts, were becoming slightly bigger and swollen. Even my hips became thicker. I initially brushed the thought off and convinced myself it was because I ate a lot but when I saw my stomach become bigger as days passed i became scared. The books I read in the recent days had a lot of content relating to signs about pregnancy in them and what was happening to me felt so much like a pregna

“ Good morning Mariam and everyone.“ I whispered. “Good morning, it’s your wedding day! Can you believe it?” Emily shrieked, bottle-feeding Aiden. “ I can, Ems. I can !” uttered in a tired voice. I was swollen all over. My baby bump was a full-blown belly. The little beans had doubled in size in months. I felt heavy and I could not see my legs or touch them. Every part of me had grown big, including my breast. It was ready for lactating. My hormones are so out of wack that I am on fire one moment and cold the next.

Although the taste is not good, it is worth it if you think that your body will be stronger in the future. She had heard someone say before that for growing girls, drinking more of this stuff would have a slight breast enlargement effect. Thinking of this, Selena lowered her head and glanced at her breasts, which were only rising slightly at the moment. Although she knew that she would also have breasts that would grow in the future, what woman doesn't wish she could be plumper.

The days after the peak heat settled into a slow, heavy rhythm. My belly had grown even larger. The once-gentle curve was now a prominent, taut sphere that dominated my body. The skin stretched tight and shiny in places, marked with faint silvery lines that traced the rapid growth. The weight pulled constantly at my lower back and hips, making every movement deliberate and slow. My breasts felt fuller and heavier. The nipples were dark and constantly leaking small beads of fluid that the alphas eagerly licked away whenever they appeared. Even the lightest touch of air against them sent sharp, tingling sparks straight to my core.

“Give me those.” Vren handed them one at a time. “What are these anyway?” “Audrey was complaining she couldn’t breathe in her bras anymore. She asked me to buy her new ones for her comfort,” she says casually. “Apparently her boobs are getting bigger. That’s what pregnancy does to a woman. You know that, right?”

Something about taking it was kind of embarrassing, so I kept the big jug of powder in my room so no one knew. After about a week, I started noticing a difference. My breasts were getting fuller, and larger with each passing day. My cup size went up to a C, and then D, and soon I was bursting out of DDs. The change was significant, and I decided to wear baggy clothes at home, and only show them off when I was outside of the house.

There was no way I, as her best care taker, wouldn't be able to sense when there's something wrong with Hunnie or my babies! Earlier she had peed on her self, I could tell she was feel very irritated and didn't even want to get up and tell anyone, so I was going to just let her eat. The babies were ravish and growing quickly. Even her body was growing larger in certain places, her breast tripled in size, her hunger increased all day, her ankles swoll, and even her ass doubled in size! I couldn't look at this woman! She looked like a piece of milky cake!

Once accomplished, I cleaned up the remnants of Geoffrey’s sexual onslaught. Explaining what happened behind closed doors with my fiancé to my doctor was incredibly embarrassing, but I saw no other option. My breasts had developed a mind of their own and, since Geoffrey hadn’t used protection, I was worried about the possibility of being pregnant again. Doctor Joyce Moran had been my gynecologist for ten years, which made it a little easier—although not by much—to seek her medical advice. She assured me that sometimes breasts behaved in the way my breasts had and they would settle down soon. As if reading my mind, she cautioned me against allowing anyone but my baby to suckle, since this cou

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.

Nathan asked, his face filled with confusion. “Yes, but it hurts.” Elizabeth looked down at her breasts, which felt painfully swollen and throbbing. The excruciating pain made her reluctant to move her arms even slightly. “What hurts?” Nathan still did not understand what Elizabeth meant. If she had stopped breastfeeding, then of course it was her breasts that hurt, Elizabeth thought. But how was she supposed to explain it? Ah, never mind. She did not need to feel embarrassed or awkward. This was related to her health, and she was studying to become a doctor herself. Problems like this were not taboo in the medical world.