Before she was going to do anything, Gina knew she needed to get dressed and give some cover to her new babies. Slowly trudging back to her mom's clothing, she searched arduously for one of her mother's old maternity tank tops.
"Bingo." XXXL and made to hold her 5'7" mother eighty pounds ago, it absolutely dwarfed the small dark-haired girl, except for the two volleyballs of breast making noticeable dents in the fabric and overflowing the large bra. "This should hold me no problem." Completely covered from head to knees, she made her way back to her room before plopping her slightly jiggly bubble butt on the bed, making a brief mental note about the constant wedging of her panties. For another time, at least.
Picking up the bottle, she contemplated for a moment. Maybe mulling it over gave her the idea, or maybe it was just some obsession she had, but after she popped the top open, four pills made their way into her hand and down her throat. "Too late to turn back now!" Gina giggled at herself, completely tossing all regard for what might happen afterwards and instead slowly bounced her way back down to the kitchen, enjoying every jiggle of her breasts against the cotton fabric of the maternity shirt as they squished up against her mother's bra.
Ten minutes passed as Gina used all her culinary abilities to fill her small dining table full of different microwavables, pastas and any leftovers she could find. She wasn't helpless, but was slightly upset that she couldn't chow down on the uncooked pounds of burgers in the fridge. Maybe later. Right as the last ceramic clank hit the table, Gina felt that perculiar hunger bite at her stomach, and she knew it was time to feed. Looking down at her mounds, she squeezed each breast and felt a slight shot of pleasure. "This is all for you two." Giggling, she started to dig in.
Pieces of bread and pasta disappeared into her tiny mouth bit by bit, but she barely took the time to chew. Before she knew it, a layer of crumbs were all that was left of however many loaves of bread she had been able to find, and after dusting off her busty shelf she continued down the line. Leftover fried chicken was decimated down to the bone. Pie tins clanked one by one together as apple, cherry and pumpkin were no more. She even took the time to wolf down the two gallon container of chocolate fudge pudding that had been left there during Christmas. With each bite her small tummy got just a little larger until even with the extra flesh it finally got to capacity. And not a moment too soon, as Gina's last plate clanked to the table, not a speck of food left except for what had fallen down to her large breasts. With a sexy shimmy she cleaned herself off and waddled her way to the sofa.
"One..." She yawned, rubbing her engorged belly and moaning slightly at the feeling. "More... nap..." she collapsed onto the couch with her massive breasts shoved up in the air, her cleavage coming dangerously close to her chin. One more bulge accompanied her this time, with what looked like a half a basketball poking out where her stomach was, filled to the brink with countless calories of fat. As she slept, the bulge fell little by little, while her breasts swelled and swelled. The 38-H cup bra's straps were giving out as the cups were overflowing with pale breast flesh. While her cleavage made it up to her chin and started to creep towards her full lips, the undersides of her breasts were squishing out almost to her now pudgy navel and thickening hips. By the time all of the food had distributed, her mother's large bra was dwarfed by massive novelty beachballs of flesh squished out underneath the puny cups. The undersides of her breasts had made it all the way past her moist pussy lips, stimulated from the rubbing and squeezing of the growth, while her cleavage was almost up to her nose, shallow breaths of sleep coming from the short girl. Her tummy, hidden underneath her breasts, was fleshy and chubby, creeping over the waistband of her panties while her ass had grown to badonkadonk status, swallowing all of her white panties into the cleft of her large basketball ass.
Gina jolted awake when a frightening dream had her feeling like a crushing weight was on her chest. It wasn't until she opened her eyes and saw only pale flesh that she realized what had happened.
"I grew!" Pushing her hands behind her and forcing herself to sit up, the extra weight on the strap of the bra cut into her back making her wince in pain before it gave out all together. Her mother's XXXL maternity shirt was just barely big enough to hold in the large 1.5 foot tits hanging off her chest. "I... wow, I grew."
(More to be added.)
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