Yuriko decided to take more pills. “If they work this well, then I’ll be bigger than Chiharu in no time.” She reached under her shirt and unhooked her bra, which slipped out from under her shirt. “Wait, he said to wait for at least thirty minutes before taking another dose. I guess I had better wait. I guess I can figure out how much I’ll need to take to be bigger than big sister.” She looked at her watch and noticed about ten minutes had passed when she took the last batch.
She scrambled around the room looking for a picture of Chiharu, which she stumbled upon in a photo album. “Now let’s see. I don’t know, but I’ll guess she’s at least as big as an F cup. So if I’m a C, then I’ll need to take at least three pills to be as big as her. So I’ll take four.” She opened the bottle and shook out four pills. Palming the tablets, she looked at her watch. She still had fifteen minutes when she wondered, “When I grow, am I going to have any clothes that will fit me?”
She ran to her closet and looked for any clothes that would fit her sister. The only thing she could find was a tee shirt that her sister let her borrow one afternoon when the Eiken Club went swimming. Yuriko remembered that day as she slipped off her other shirt and slipped on her borrowed tee. “Wow, this is pretty big, smaller than when I wore it before,” as she cupped her C cup breasts. She looked at her watch and saw that her thirty minutes came and went. “Now who’s going to be the big sister, Chiharu?”
She swallowed the four pills. Running to the mirror, she pulled down on the tee shirt. Minutes passed as before, then her breasts began to swell. She bit her lip as she grew bigger. It became harder to pull on her shirt as her flesh filled the confines. She lifted her hands past her navel trying to contain her tits until her shirt stopped moving. Looking in the mirror stood Yuriko with G cup breasts in Chiharu’s shirt. It seemed to be a little snugger than when her sister wore it, as she flexed her chest, making them press harder into the shirt. “Yea, this will work just fine.” But looking at her bustier self, she loved the idea of bigger breasts more and more. Her image seemed to hypnotize her. In her head she knew she had…
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