Liz decided as the older sister, she should also be the bigger sister. Unfortunately, she stabbed the enter button after setting her new bust, without checking what she'd typed.
Her gargantuan, HH-cup, that she'd planned to use to teach Stacy a lesson had actually been typed as YY.
Thankfully her back strengthened to accommodate her new bust. But it still toppled her to land on the nearby chair. Her bust bouncing painfully, as it settled in her lap.
Even her T-shirt strained to contain her bust. Her excited nips pushing against the stretched fabric. Liz felt the flood of hormones flush through her body, as it too rose to adjust to altered physique. Stacy looked on in fascinated horror and confusion, not knowing that Liz had made a mistake.
Liz's breath came in animalistic rasping breaths, as she fought to control her instincts. Arousal mounting with every heaving gasp. Her lungs filling with her own scent, her own pheromones driving that higher, her blood overwhelmed with her lust too.
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