Hi, my name is Chelsea. I am 18 years old and in college. For years I have dreamed of having incredibly huge breasts and someday I hope to be able to get implants bigger than my hero Chelsea Charms. In the mean time all I can do is fantasize. Below is my first solo effort writing a BE story. I hope you like it. I would love to hear your comments on the story as well as any breast related fantasies or experiences you have. You can e-mail me at I_want_implants@yahoo.com Enjoy. Super Bust Gel Chelsea sat in front of the computer. Her parents were in bed and had no idea what she was doing. She was looking at the Google search page, deciding what to type in. “Should I?” she thought to herself. “Is it really that big of deal?” She sat and thought for a moment, remembering what the boy at school, Martin, had said to her. “Yes, it is.” She slowly began to type in the search box “P-A-M-E-L-A – A-N-D-E-R-S-O-N.” Suddenly a page full of results popped up in front of her. At the top it said 1 –10 of about 1,126,265. “Holy crap!” she thought to herself, “Is she really that popular?” She clicked on the first result and the screen changed to an image of a busty blonde bombshell. “Wow, I can’t believe how big she is! She’s huge. I guess Martin was right, I’m not that big.” ------------------------- Earlier that day at school, Chelsea had been bragging to Martin that he liked her because her breasts were the biggest he’d seen. At 12 years old and a full C cup she was by far the bustiest girl at school. Martin, who she secretly had a crush on, told her that she “wasn’t that big. Pamela Anderson is way bigger than you!” She was quite shocked, “Pamela who?” she asked. “You know Pamela Anderson from Baywatch? Don’t you watch TV?” Martin asked. “No,” replied Chelsea, “not much anyways, my parents are always insisting on keeping me enrolled in sports activities all the time. I barely get any time to watch TV at all.” “Well, if you ever see Pamela Anderson you’ll know that you’re not the biggest one around. Her breasts are out to here” as he made a gesture holding his hands 6 inches in front of his chest. “They’re amazing!” Chelsea was crushed, for the past year since she had blossomed she relished in the fact that her breasts were bigger than everyone else around her. But Martin saying that he thought Pamela Anderson was bigger really bruised her ego. She knew she had to see Pamela for herself. ------------------------- And here she was, staring back at her from the other side of the computer screen, her breast jutting out in front of her. “God they’re big,” she mumbled to herself. She became filled with jealousy. “Okay, I need to somehow make my breasts bigger than hers. Then Martin can’t say I’m not the biggest he’s seen.” She typed in “B-R-E-A-S-T - E-N-L-A-R-G-M-E-N-T” and a whole long list of sites that offered “natural breast enhancement” came up. They were so many to choose from, she started at the top and worked her way down. ------------------------- Over the next 4 years Chelsea tried every cream there was on the market. She even sent away to Europe for several of them because they were so new the USDA hadn’t approved them yet. None of them worked. At school, several of the other girls had out grown her. There were several that were a full D cup, a couple that were a DD and even one that was an F cup! Chelsea hated being smaller than all of them. She would constantly look at them and wish her breasts were bigger than all of them combined. Her crush on Martin had gotten even stronger, but Martin never seemed more interested than just a friendly chat with her. She knew he really liked all the other girls with the big breasts, she had talked to him about the other girls a few times and all he could talk about was how big their breasts were. One night, while doing her daily search for breast enlargement creams she came across a new one that she had never seen before, “Super Bust Gel” “This looks promising.” She read through the page. “All new technology. Uses the body’s natural water to safely increase the bust line. Unlike other creams, which will only let you reach your ‘maximum potential’, with Super Bust Gel, the more you use, the better the results. Guarantied or double your money back!” “It looks like I can’t lose. Even if doesn’t work I’ll make some money off it.” The web page said it was now available at local pharmacies. Chelsea decided that the next day she was going to go and buy some. ------------------------- When Chelsea got home the following day, she took out the bottle of Super Bust Gel she had just bought and began to read the instructions. “Apply a dime size drop to your breasts once a day, best in the evening. IMPORTANT – NEVER USE SUPER BUST GEL WITHIN ONE HOUR OF SHOWERING OR BATHING!” “Sigh, well, here’s hoping.” She slowly took off her shirt reveling her breasts, which were pushed together tight and high by her push-up bra. “I really hope this works, I would look so good with these bigger.” She admired her firm breasts briefly in the mirror, and then she undid the clasp at the front slowly and released her breasts from the bra. Her nipples got hard and tingly instantly as they always did. It always felt so good to take her bra off and let her breasts be free. She picked up a tape measure and wrapped it around her chest. “I need to measure my growth to see if this stuff really works.” First underneath. “32 inches.” Then she wrapped around the fullest part of her breasts, “35 inches. That makes me a C cup.” She took the bottle and squeezed a dime sized bit of the gel into her hands. She rubbed her hands together to warm the gel and then began to rub her firm breasts. The cream made them glisten in the light. She was starting to get excited from just watching herself rub the cream in and imagining her breasts getting bigger and bigger with ever use. “It feels so warm,” she said aloud. “I really hope it works.” ------------------------- Two months passed by. Chelsea hadn’t noticed any appreciable difference in how her breasts felt or looked. Her bras were still fitting the same and when she examined them in the mirror everyday they didn’t look any different. “Maybe I should measure just to see.” She said. She took out the tape measure and wrapped it around her breasts again. “35 1/4 inches. Holy shit they actually grew! A 1/4-inch in two months is really good. At that rate I’ll be a DD in a year and half. It’s not super fast, but it’s not bad. I’ll be an F cup by my 18th birthday!” She was so excited she actually let out a little scream. “I bet if I double the dose I can cut that time in half.” The instructions said only once a day but she figured as long as she was careful that twice wouldn’t hurt. Every morning after, she made sure to wake up early so she could put the gel on before she went to school. ------------------------- 6 months later Chelsea was walking down the hall in School. Her breasts had been growing steadily thanks to the Super Bust Gel. She was now a more than a full D cup and loved it. The growth rate hadn’t doubled with the extra does, but it had increased. She was wearing a tight lace up top that showed off every inch of her every increasing bust, and today, like most days, wasn’t wearing a bra. As she was walking along she saw Martin standing by himself by his locker. Chelsea decided to take this opportunity to see if Martin was noticing her growth. “Hi Martin. It’s been a long time since we’ve talked. Anything new?” “Hi Chelsea. No, pretty much that same old thing. What about you, anything new?” “Well …” she arched her back and stuck her chest out. The laces on her top slipped a little bit under the pressure and she knew Martin noticed. “Are your tits bigger? I mean they look a lot bigger than they used to.” “My, isn’t he direct” Chelsea thought to herself. “Oh, I can’t believe you noticed,” She was playing dumb. “I’ve just been going through a little growth spurt.” “Well keep it up, I think you look great. You’d look even better if they were bigger.” “Really, like how much bigger?” She asked. “Oh at least an F or a G cup, like Cindy Wilson. Her tits look awesome.” Chelsea hated hearing that name. 5’-1” tall, 102 pounds and G cup breasts. Some girls had all the luck. “Well, we’ll see Martin, you might just get your wish.” “Do want to go to a movie on Friday Chelsea, I mean, If your free and not doing anything?” Martin nervously asked. He couldn’t believe he just said that. Chelsea thought he was so cute. He was all calm and cool when they were talking about breasts but now that he was trying to ask her out he seemed to be at a loss for words. “Yeah, I’d love to.” ------------------------- Chelsea and Martin began to go out more and more often becoming really good friends, after about 3 months Martin asked her if she wanted to be exclusive. Chelsea was ecstatic, her first real boyfriend. Over the next year her breasts had continued to grow and Martin couldn’t have been happier. They were now an incredibly full F cup. Round and unbelievably firm! Not quite as big as the infamous Cindy Wilson but they were way perkier. The two of them had discussed at length having sex. Martin wanted it bad, he just couldn’t resist Chelsea’s ever growing breasts. Chelsea on the other hand wanted to wait till her 18th birthday, which was just before they both graduated. They both finally agreed that the day they graduated they would take their relationship to the next level. ------------------------- Two weeks before graduation, on the day of the big math exam, Chelsea overslept. She had been out the night before celebrating her 18th birthday with Martin. They were out until 3am making out in his car. Martin just couldn’t stop feeling Chelsea breasts and Chelsea couldn’t stop rubbing Martin’s crotch. They were both looking forward to two weeks from now when they would finally go all the way. She got up at 8:30am and had only half an hour to shower, get dressed and get to class for her test. She took her shower and was about to put on the Super Bust Gel when she remembered the warning not to use the gel with an hour of bathing. “What am I going to do?” She usually got up at 7:00am, which gave more than enough time to shower and wait the required hour. But now she was late and she didn’t want to miss a dose. She really wanted to be bigger than any one else out there. “Screw it! I don’t want my growth to slow down,” she said and picked up the bottle and squeezed the gel out. ------------------------- In class she was leaning over her test paper trying to figure out a problem. She didn’t realize it, because she was so engrossed in the test, but she was constantly adjusting her bra strap. She was starting to get tense from all the writing. She decided to take a short breather. She put her pen down, put her hands behind her head and leaned back to stretch her back. SNAP!! The 3rd button on her shirt popped off. She quickly looked down only see her breasts had swelled up to about a G or an H cup. Her shirt was pulled tight across her chest, even with the one button missing. She could see that the other buttons were threatening to go any second. She quickly leaned forward. “Did anyone see that?” she thought to herself. She slowly looked around, everyone was writing their tests, to busy to pay any attention to her. She hunched back over her desk to try and hide the fact that a button broke. She was almost done the test so she quickly tried to finish up. She rushed through the last few questions, probably getting them all wrong; she couldn’t take her mind off her growing breasts. She could feel them get a little bigger as each moment passed. She didn’t know why, but she didn’t care. She loved it. She finished her test and walked up the front of the class holding the paper in front of her. She dropped her test on the teacher’s desk just as he looked up to see that her shirt was open and staining. She quickly walked out of the room before the teacher could say a word to her. ------------------------- When she got home she took off her coat and ran up to her room. She was so excited. She went into her room and closed the door. Took the tape measure out of the drawer took her top off. She was looking at herself in the mirror and couldn’t believe her eyes. She was huge! She wrapped the tape measure around her and chest and pulled it tight. “40 inches. That makes me an H cup! I’m finally bigger than Cindy Wilson. I can’t wait show these to Martin.” She sat down and tried to make sense of what had happened. She had been growing steadily for the last several months and now suddenly a huge spurt. She picked up the bottle of “Super Bust Gel” and read the label again. “Apply once a day, best in the evening. IMPORTANT – NEVER USE SUPER BUST GEL WITHIN ONE HOUR OF SHOWERING OR BATHING!” “That’s it! I put the gel on right after I showed this morning. The gel must have absorbed the extra water on my skin. Holy shit, that means I could be even bigger if I wanted to be.” Just the thought of being even bigger got her really excited. “Okay, I have to calm down. I don’t think I’ll do anything drastic for right now. As it is I’m the biggest.” ------------------------- The next day Chelsea woke up and got with an extra “bounce” in her step. Today she was going to give Martin a big surprise. Today, she was an H cup and bigger than that bitch Cindy Wilson. She grabbed the smallest bra she owned, a D cup that was over a year old, and put it on. Her breasts were spilling out over the top. “Perfect fit,” she said. Then she went to her closet and found a super low cut wrap top. “I want as much flesh showing as possible. I don’t want anyone accusing me of stuffing.” She put the top on looked at herself in the mirror. “Damn,” she said. Her figure was amazing. In addition to her huge new breasts, the wrap top help to accentuate her tiny waist and make it look even smaller. She was totally out of proportion and she loved it. When Chelsea got to school she went looking for Martin. As she walked through the halls she could hear the little gasps coming from people as they noticed her outrageous breasts. She finally found him in the cafeteria reading. He looked up and his jaw dropped to floor when he saw her. “Hi Martin” she said is a soft little voice. “What’s the matter, you look like you’ve never seen a huge pair of tits before.” Just as she said that she trust her chest out even more, she actually heard the bra strap strain under the pressure. “My God Chelsea what happened?” Martin asked. “Your … your huge!” “Do you like them?” Chelsea asked. “I mean, are they big enough for you?” Martin just nodded his head, his jaw still hanging open. “I bet you’d love to feel them wouldn’t you?” She asked in a sexy voice. “I know you want to. Come with me big boy.” She began to walk out of the cafeteria. Martin quickly got up and followed her. He had no idea where they were going but he didn’t care. He watched her walk in front of him. He was stunned. He could actually see the sides of her huge breasts from behind. They two walked out to the back of the school. “This is a nice quiet spot.” Chelsea said. “Nobody’s ever here at this time of day.” She leaned back slightly and pushed her breasts out. Martin was starring in awe. Slowly she reached down and starting to lift her top up. Martin’s cock was ragging inside his pants! She lifted her top over her tits with a struggle and then pulled it over her head. Her breasts were pouring out of her bra. The very top of her nipple was visible. “Would you like to do the honors?” She asked him. At first he wasn’t ever aware she had said anything, then he clued in to what was going on. He reached out and starting to fumble with the clasp on the front of her bra. After a few awkward seconds he finally undid the clasp. The ends of the bra straps were ripped out of his fingers as her breasts were putting it under so much pressure. Her tits just burst forth from their confinement and almost hit Martin. They were glorious Martin thought. Round and firm, tipped with nipples the size of a large pencil eraser. This was the first time he had seen them naked and now that they even bigger he was in heaven. “Please squeeze them,” she softly begged. Martin reached up and began to kneed them softly, his hands almost disappearing within her soft flesh. Chelsea let out a load moan. She didn’t mean to be that loud but she was taken over by the shear pleasure of Martin squeezing them. Martin became a little more bold and starting to gently pinch her huge nipples. Chelsea let out a load yelp. “Sorry, did that hurt?” Martin asked. “No, it felt incredible!!” Chelsea exclaimed. “I almost came. That’s never happened before.” Martin continued to work her breasts, squeezing and pinching them. Chelsea was writhing with pleasure. She loved having her new huge breasts played with. “Tell me you like how big they are Martin. Tell me I’m the biggest you’ve seen ”. Chelsea said. She needed to hear him say that. “They’re the biggest I’ve seen and I absolutely love how big they are. They’re beautiful.” Chelsea began to shudder and shake. “What’s wrong?” Martin asked. “I’m cuming. Keep squeezing them Martin!! Pinch them and squeezing them!!! Ooohhh God!!!” Chelsea couldn’t believe it. Her breasts were sensitive before but never like this. She came just from Martin squeezing them and it felt incredible! “Oh, Martin, that was great. Thank you. You have a magic touch. Just you wait till 2 weeks from now, and you’ll feel my magic touch.” She winked at him. “What happened to you Chelsea? I mean, your breasts are so much bigger than yesterday.” “It’s my little secret. If you’re a good boy they may continue to grow.” “What do you mean?” Martin asked “I said it’s my secret.” ------------------------- That night, Chelsea went over to Martin’s house to meet him. They were going to go out for diner. When Chelsea got there Martin still wasn’t ready. He hadn’t even showered yet. “Sorry, I’ll only be a few minutes, why don’t watch TV or surf the internet or something while you wait.” “Okay, but only because I love you.” She winked at him. Martin left and went into the shower. Chelsea sat down at his computer and opened Internet Explorer. She remembered that Martin told her about a really neat site that talked about preparing for University life. As they were both going to be going to University in the fall, she figured she’d have a look. “Now what was the name of the site? Hmm, well, I’ll just check his history to see if I can find it.” She opened up the browser history and scrolled down the list. As she scrolled down something caught her eye. “Chelsea Charms – Biggest Breasts in …” “What the fuck is this?” she said. She clicked on it and what she saw stunned her. There before her was Chelsea Charms, who has the biggest implants in the world. Chelsea couldn’t believe it. She had never in her wildest dreams imagined breasts anywhere near that size. She didn’t even know that breasts that big even existed! She continued to stare. At first she was pissed at Martin. Why did he need this when he had her? She continued to stare. She felt a strange feeling in her stomach, almost like butterflies, but not quite. She started to slip into almost a trance like state. After about two minutes she let a little moan. “What the?!” Her own moan woke her out of her trance. As she looked around she started to realize what had happened over the last two minutes. She had reached down and had been lightly rubbing herself. The feeling in her stomach was a feeling of pure sexual excitement. She was also dripping wet! She turned back and looked at Chelsea Charms. She knew at that instant that she never wanted her breasts to be that big; she wanted them bigger! She turned the monitor off just as Martin came out of the shower. She had to admit, he looked really good with nothing but a towel rapped around his waist. “Martin, before when I asked if I had the biggest breasts you’d ever seen, were you being honest?” Martin wasn’t quite sure what to say. Where was this going? He figured honesty was the best policy. “Well … Don’t get me wrong,” Martin started, “your tits look and fell amazing and they are huge, but they are not the biggest I’ve seen.” “What do you mean?” Chelsea asked. “I’m way bigger that slut Cindy Wilson at school. I make her look small. Who else is there?” Martin was sorry he said anything. Everything was going so good between them and now he may have ruined it. At this point he figured just be honest. “There is Tiffany Towers, BB Gunns, and Chelsea Charms just to name a few. There are a lot of woman who have super big implants.” “You mean her?” Chelsea turned the monitor back on and there was Chelsea Charms, her over inflated tits filling the screen. Chelsea was noticeably pissed. “Okay Martin, you are going to help me. Get dressed.” “I don’t understand, what are you doing, where are we going?” he asked. “Were going back to my place,” Chelsea replied, “You are going to help me grow my tits bigger than anyone else in the world.” ------------------------- When they arrived at Chelsea’s house they both immediately went upstairs. Chelsea’s parents were gone for the day so they had complete privacy. “Okay, will you please tell me what’s going on? No more secretes” Martin demanded. “How did your breasts get so big so fast and what’s all this talk about growing tits?” “I’ve been using a breast enlargement cream to grow my tits.” Chelsea began. “The cream was working, although slowly, until yesterday when I accidentally caused a sudden surge in growth by ignoring the directions. Now I know how to how to make them grow really big, really fast.” Martin practically came in his pants. This sounded like a wet dream come true. He had always fantasized about a woman who could make and want her breasts to grow bigger, way bigger!! “Wow,” Martin said. “That’s unbelievable! Not that I’m complaining but what do you need my help for?” “Simple, I need to know how big to make them. I used to think that I had biggest tits around until you told me about Pamela Anderson. Then I grew my tits so they were bigger than hers. Then I grew my tits to be bigger that Cindy Wilson, now I find out that there are women bigger than her. So what I need is for you to show me the biggest breasts in the world, then I know how much bigger I have to go. So, sit down at the computer, go on the internet and find me the biggest tits in the world.” Martin was stunned to say the least. This girl was serious; she actually wanted to have the biggest breasts in the world. He sat down at the computer and knew exactly what to do. He typed in “Zena Fulsom.” “Okay, there she is.” Martin said. Chelsea looked at the monitor and there before her were breasts bigger than she had ever imagined. They were huge! She couldn’t believe that there was actually somebody bigger than Chelsea Charms. She was absolutely stunned. She sat down on the bed and thought for a moment. Martin was wondering what was going through her head. Did she really want to be this big? He hoped so. “Now, I should tell you that she’s not real. They’re actually made of late…” Martin started “Shut up, lets go Martin.” Chelsea said as she stood up. “Where?” “Into the shower.” “But I just … never mind.” Chelsea took her top off so fast she actually ripped it. “Come on what are you waiting for?” She asked. “Should I get undressed?” He asked. “Well, it’s up to you Martin, if you want stand in the shower with your clothes on that’s fine by me. Or if you want you can stand next to me naked and feel my growing tits press into your skin. It’s your choice.” Martin was buck naked in 3 seconds flat. His 7” cock was standing straight out in front of him, throbbing. “Well, well, somebody’s excited” Chelsea started as she looked down at Martin large member. “That makes two of us.” She bounced her way into the bathroom and grabbed a bottle of Super Bust Gel. She unscrewed the cap and poured half the bottle directly on her breasts, it was all that was left. After seeing Chelsea Charms and Zena Fulsom she knew she had her work cutout for her. “Rub it in Martin.” She said gingerly. Martin began to rub. He loved how her tits felt. They were so round and firm and yet so yielding to his touch. After he completely covered her breasts she moved to the showed. She turned it on and stepped in. “Lets go.” Martin followed her in. “Keep rubbing the gel in Martin, it feels so good.” She said. All the while making sure to keep the stream of water directly on her breasts. It only took about 2 minutes before she felt it. “Ohhhh, Martin I can feel them growing!!” She exclaimed. “Keep rubbing it in!!” They were already growing so fast that Martin could see them getting bigger by the second. What were H cup breasts were now L cups and still growing. “Martin I love it. They feel so good! Watch them grow baby!! WATCH THEM GROW!!!!” They were now P cups and her nipples were twice the size they had been before. All the gel had now been absorbed but they were still getting bigger. “Ohh God Martin it feels incredible.” As she said that she reached down and began to stroke his cock. Grabbing it hard and stroking it fast. “Grow, GROW, GROOOOOOW!!” Martin came fast with a huge burst of cum. Totally covering her now 80” bust line. The two of them were panting uncontrollably for a few minutes, out of breath. Her growth slowed and final stopped now that all of the gel was absorbed. She was huge! “What do think of them Martin? Are they bigger than Zena now?” “Way bigger!” He replied. “Good,” she replied. “Let’s get out of here and into bed. I’m so horny and I need you to make me cum.” She stepped out of the shower and saw herself in the mirror. She couldn’t see any part of her body between her hips and he shoulders, her breasts covered every inch. She reached forward to try and pinch her nipples; her fingers just barley reached them. She couldn’t believe her breasts were that big, that she couldn’t reach around them anymore. That made her even hotter! Suddenly a huge orgasmic wave came over her making her weak in the knees. She actually came right there on the spot just from looking at her massive sexy tits. “Oh I love them Martin. Look at them; they’re so big and sexy. Thank you for helping me!!!” She leaned to give him a kiss and nearly knocked Martin onto the floor. “Sorry, I still have to get used to them.” She turned to go back into the bedroom. As she walked through the doorway her breasts got stuck. She backed up, turned to the side slightly and was able to squeeze her way through. “I’d better be careful with these.” She said. “I don’t want to end up being stuck in a tight place.” The two of them walked back into her bedroom and she quickly turned to him and almost knocked Martin over again with her breasts. “First I want to measure them. I want to know exactly how big I am.” She reached over to her dresser and grabbed her tape measure. “Here Martin I’ll need your help. I can’t reach around to the front of them because they’re so big.” Martin grabbed the tape and walked around Chelsea, he couldn’t just reach around her, he actually had to walk all the way around. He pulled the tape snug right at her nipples. “95 inches,” he said. “That’s incredible!” “So tell me Martin, are these the biggest tits you’ve ever seen?” Martin wasn’t quite sure what to say, but his motto was honesty is the best policy. “No there not.” Chelsea’s mouth dropped open. “WHAT?! You told me that Zena Fulsom has the biggest tits in the world and just now you told me that I’m way bigger than her! I don’t get it!” “Well, your question was ‘are yours the biggest tits I’ve ever seen?’ And the answer is no. I’ve seen pictures were a woman’s breasts have been morphed by a computer to be super huge. Also I’ve seen cartoons where women’s breasts are totally massive. So I have seen bigger.” The look in Chelsea’s eyes changed. Before she was just obsessed with having the biggest tits in the world, now she was totally consumed by the thought of having the biggest tits ever seen, period! She could think of nothing else. “Okay Martin, listen to me very carefully,” she started, “You are going to tell me or show me how big the biggest tits you’ve ever seen were. Then we are going to work together to make mine TWICE THAT SIZE!!” Martin swallowed hard. This was better than any dream or fantasy he had ever had. “Well, I think the biggest tits I’ve ever seen were in a cartoon where the woman’s breasts were about 10 feet high. But that’s too big for you.” “You let me decide what too big for me” Chelsea shot back. “I know what I want, and I want to be the biggest ever seen!” She went back into the bathroom to get the Super Bust Gel. When she got there she was shocked to see that there was none left. She had used the entire bottle in the shower. She looked up to see herself in the mirror; she had that feeling in her stomach again. She looked amazing to herself. She loved how her tits dominated her entire upper body. But she still wanted more. She walked back into the bedroom and said, “Okay get dressed Martin, were going to the pharmacy.” ------------------------- The pharmacy was only two blocks away so they decided to walk, besides, Chelsea wanted to show off her new breasts. All she could find to wear was a huge oversized bed shirt and even then, the very bottom of her breasts of still visible. She was having trouble walking, she kept leaning forward because of their weight and would lean back to gain her balance, it wasn’t easy. As they walked along, horns from passing cars kept honking as guys were leaning out the window yelling at her. She loved it! One guy drove right into oncoming traffic only to swerve out of the way at the last second to avoid a truck. When they finally reached the pharmacy Chelsea went up to the counter to ask for the Super Bust Gel. They young Pharmacist couldn’t believe his eyes, or ears. “Excuse me sir,” Chelsea said in a little girl’s voice, “I need some Super Bust Gel,” thrusting her enormous chest out as she asked. “Uhh, certainly,” replied the Pharmacist. He went to the shelf and grabbed one bottle and brought it back. “Only one?” Chelsea asked. “I need more than that, I want my tits to be big! Wouldn’t you like that too?” The Pharmacist was beside himself, he went away for a second and came back with a huge box full of Super Bust Gel. “How … how much do you need?” he asked her. “This outta do it.” She said. “How much do I owe you?” “Take it, it’s free.” He said. He was so stunned. “Thank you sir, when my tits are big enough I’ll come and show them to you, if I can fit in the store, hee hee” She let out a little giggle. She loved playing the cute bimbo sometimes. Chelsea and Martin walked out of pharmacy, Martin carrying the case of bust gel. “Lets go around back first Martin.” “Why? I thought we were going back to your place to put this stuff on.” “I can’t wait that long! You expect me to wait another 10 minutes before my tits start to grow again, no way! Were going to put some on now so it has a chance to work while we walk home. It’s been less than hour since I got out of the shower so they should start to grow soon.” They went around back and Chelsea immediately lifted her shirt over her head. “Okay Martin put some on.” Martin took out a bottle and started to pour it on her breasts. He poured the entire bottle on her and realized it only covered the top half of one breast. “Good thing you bought of case of this stuff.” He used another three bottles and totally covered her breasts. He then proceeded to rub it in while Chelsea moaned out loud. She loved how it felt. When the gel was absorbed Chelsea put her shirt back. “Okay let’s go have some fun.” Martin just nodded. He hadn’t had any blood in his brain for the last hour and it was starting to affect him. They started to walk back to Chelsea’s house. Suddenly Chelsea felt a small wet drop hit her nose. She looked up to see some dark storm clouds. “Come on Chelsea we’ve got to hurry up so we don’t get caught in the rain.” “Are you crazy?! This is better than I could of dreamed of. It’s nature’s shower, and outside I don’t have to worry about fitting through doors.” The rain began to fall harder, Chelsea’s light white t-shirt was now totally see-thru. About a block from her house she felt her breasts starting to grow again. “Ohh Martin, they growing again! Watch them!!” Chelsea’s shirt was being pulled tighter and tighter. The bottom of her breasts slowly becoming more exposed with each passing second as her shirt pulled up and out. In the time it took them to walk past 2 houses he estimated her breasts must of grown about another two feet, STRAIGHT OUT! Chelsea was having more trouble walking now. “Martin, I need you to help me carry them, they’re getting too heavy for me.” “Okay, I’ll put the bust gel down and help you.” “No wait!! Forget, I’ll manage. I don’t want to leave it behind, you have to put the rest on the instant we get my house.” She continued to struggle but they eventually made to her house. When they got there they immediately went around back, Chelsea couldn’t fit through the front door anymore. Martin was still carrying the 10 extra bottles of Super Bust Gel that Chelsea bought. He knew this was wrong. Her tits were going to grow so big that she’d never be able to be able to go indoors again. What kind of a life was she going to have? He didn’t care. He was just as obsessed with huge tits as Chelsea was. Chelsea stood there in the rain, her feet not getting a drop of water on them. “Okay Martin, hand me a another bottle.” He handed her a bottle and she opened it and poured the entire contents on her now 150 inch bust. The entire litre of gel barely covered the top quarter of them. “Okay Martin now hand me another bottle and make yourself useful and pour a bottle on me at the same time, I can’t wait all day. I need them to grow faster” She was getting quite impatient. The two of them used six bottles by the time her breasts were completely covered. Chelsea’s breasts started to feel a little different, similar to how she was already feeling, but stronger. Suddenly, because of the huge volume of gel, her breasts practically exploded in size. Within 30 seconds her once ‘tiny’ 150 inch bust became 250 inches. Chelsea felt a huge orgasm takeover he entire body. She couldn’t believe it. The growth felt so good and was so exiting that she came without even touching herself. “Martin I need to feel you inside me! I need you to fuck me hard!!” Chelsea lay and her back, her breasts now standing 5 feet up in the air. “God your beautiful,” he exclaimed to her. He slowly pushed his way between her still rapidly growing breasts. He lay down and slowly guided himself inside Chelsea. Chelsea let out a huge moan. “Yes Martin that’s it. Fuck me hard!!” Martin began to thrust as best he could, given that he was covered with 5 feet of breast tissue. Chelsea came over and over again as Martin continued to thrust. After about 5 minutes Chelsea felt a strange sensation in her breasts. Pressure. Something was pushing on her breasts. “What could be pushing on my breasts, the nearest fence in my yard is 50 feet away and … oh my God!” The pressure was continuing to increase which meant her breasts were still growing. Suddenly Martin came inside her with a huge thrust making Chelsea cum again. “Martin, I think I’m out growing the yard.” She said. “And?” Martin replied. “And I love it!!” She exclaimed. They both lay there for what seemed like 10 minutes. “I think they’ve stopped.” She said. “Are you sure?” Martin replied. “I don’t feel the pressure increasing anymore. I need you to try and go into the house and go upstairs to see if you can see how big they are.” “I’ll try.” Martin started pushing his way through massive amounts of breast. Finally he came to the back door and went in the house. He quickly ran upstairs and looked out the window. It was totally dark. Her breasts were completely covering the window blocking out all the light. “I need to get to a higher point.” He went back downstairs and out the front door and across the street. When he got to the other side of the street he turned back and looked towards the Chelsea’s house. What he saw nearly made him faint, two gigantic mounds of flesh, twice as tall as her house, about 50 feet high. He looked up the street one way and down the street the other way. Chelsea’s breasts not only out grew her yard but her neighbor’s as well. They had to be at least 150 feet across. Her nipples stood right on top, each the size of a large oil drum. It was an awesome spectacle. However, he couldn’t help but feel guilty. “What have I done?” he asked himself. “I let he ruin her life, this isn’t really what she wanted.” He went back to Chelsea’s house and back up to Chelsea’s room. He went on her computer and went to the Super Bust Gel website. He was looking to see if there was any way that this could be reversed. After a few minutes he found what he was looking for. The web page said that in order for the gel to work you had to use it everyday. If not, the effect would slowly reverse itself and your breasts would return to their normal size. Martin got up and ran back downstairs. When he got there he could hear Chelsea calling for him. “Martin!!” Chelsea called to him. He could barely here her as her voice was muffled. She was probably shouting at the top of her lungs. “Yes. I’m here” “How big are they?” She asked. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” “I need to know Martin, tell me.” “They’re probably about 10 times the size of the house.” He replied. “Are they biggest you’ve ever seen?” “Yes they are. They’re beautiful.” He replied. “Good.” She was so happy to hear that. Now she had the biggest tits ever and she couldn’t have been happier. “You know what you have to do now right?” “Yeah,” Martin answered, “we just have to wait it out until they return to normal, or close to it anyways.” “Wait it out? What are you talking about, I need you to go to the pharmacy for me.” “Do you want me to see if they have something to reverse this faster?” He asked. “Are you crazy?! I want you to see if they can deliver an entire truckload of the Super Bust Gel here. I’m not big enough yet!” The End