Waiting for a second after drinking the water, Natasha shifted uncomfortably as she felt her breasts beginning to grow again. Her top was showing signs of breaking as they grew through cup sizes, eventually stopping on J-Cups.
"Oh God... They're so heavy", groaned Natasha, lifting her breasts up in an effort to relieve some of the pain her back was now feeling. Despite the futility of it, she went back upstairs and looked through her bra drawer. True enough, she found nothing that fit. She also looked through her mother's bra drawer, but no luck.
Flopping onto her bed, which creaked under her weight, Natasha sighed. She had breasts which were filled with water and were now bigger than her head. She had no way of supporting them, so the areas she could go were quite limited.
But despite this, something felt good. It felt nice to have bigger breasts, even if they were filled with water. And surely, a little more wouldn't hurt?
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