The dictaphone

Angie, tired of working on the device, stood and went to her mirror, checking her 6' body in too small clothes.

"At least, I'm as tall as Vanessa Barnes now, she said, turning to check this tall, rail thin body of hers. Except for her boobs... I guess her bras would look like jokes on me!"

Angie turned back as she suddenly heard the dictaphone send a few sparkles in the air. "What the..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Angie found herself growing warm. And wet. Wetter. Something weird was happening to her, and it was brutally, sexually arousing. Angie bent in two as the powerful feeling hit her even harder, and she felt her juices dripping on her thighs. What was happening? She said she was flat, and she was already! What else could happen?

She screamed from pleasure, falling on her knees, muttering to herself:

"Quiet! No one can know what's happening to me! Just Lucy, hope she can help!"

The dictaphone sent more sparkles, and Angie shouted "Repair yourself! You're repaired! Fixed!" but the dictaphone stayed silent this time. Angie silently cursed herself for not speaking out loud the right things at the right moment, and when she felt what was happening to her body, she came and fell to the floor, rubbing her body against her carpet from the stimulation, as inside her, cells began to multiply, again and again...

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Lucy walked home after along, boring day at school. The goth girl threw her bag in a corner of her bedroom, and first thing, booted her computer. Homework could wait, it was time for loafing on the internet. As soon as she was connected, she noticed a pop-up message : Angie was asking for a chat. Oh, right! She wasn't at school today, so she probably wanted the homework. Lucy clicked yes.

"What's up Angie? Were you sick today? :)
- Lucyttr I needf your help hkjln;m,
- Quiet with the keyboard ;)
- This is p^$mm*ml
- ?
- This is serious !
- Ok..."

A new pop-up appeared : Angie was asking for a video call. Weird, thought Lucy. But why not. She clicked yes, and Angie's face appeared on her screen, obviously a bit panicked.

"What do you need Angie? Are you so clumsy with the keyboard today you prefer using the camera?
- Lucy I... I have something to tell you, but you must believe me, okay?
- Uh... alright. By the way, are you sitting on something? You seem higher on your chair than usual.
- That's part of the thing, said Angie. Listen, I know it'll sound unbelievable, but someone sent me a reality altering device.
- Eeer... okay Angie. Are you sure you want me to believe this?
- Listen, it's... broken and do weird things, and a couple happened to me.
- Angie, you know how this story sounds, right?
- I know, I know... let me show you the proof. You swear not to laugh?
- Okay Angie, I swear. But it'd better be convincing or else, I..."

Angie moved down the camera, and Lucy stopped speaking as she saw two enormous, pale mounds out of Angie's shirt. Each bigger than her own head.

"Angie, said Lucy, unable to believe what she was seeing. What is THIS?
- It's... me. 100% me."

She hefted her enormous breasts, mashed them against each other, looking sorry in a cute way to Lucy's taste. Her best friend had just grown the largest boobs she had ever seen.

"You have to help me Lucy! begged Angie. They're huge and heavy! They were pushing on the keyboard while I was typing, I can't even see my own feet.
- I believe you, said Lucy, rubbing her legs together. It was her wildest fantasy coming true. Angie growing into a hugely busted girl.
- I'm six feet tall with those boobs now!
- Angie, how did it happen?"

Angie looked nervous. Ashamed.

"I received a device this morning, but I wasn't cautious and broke it. Didn't know what it did! It's some kind of recorder making stuff happens. But now, it works on random! And at some point, I was speaking about growing up, and it made me tall! Then I said Vanessa's bras were like jokes on my flat chest, and I found myself growing a massive pair of boobs within a few seconds! I'm enormous now!
- I can see that, said Lucy, trying to resist sending a hand into her panties.
- And then I said I didn't want anyone but you to know, and... well, my clothes changed. My pictures changed. It's like everyone but you and me believes I've always been this tall and busty!"

Lucy quickly opened Facebook and found Angie's profile. Now, she had pictures of her with her new body, like she had grown it naturally over time. And twelve times her former number of friends too. Such a busty girl was quite popular, for sure.

"Bras appeared in my bedroom, said Angie, I needed fifteen minutes to put on one! The label says I'm a KK cup... sure, now, Vanessa's bras are jokes to me, I just didn't mean it that way!
- Can I... tried Lucy. Can I see you in your bra?
- Ah, right! said Angie. To help, you need to have the "big picture", as they say..."

Lucy was aroused as hell, and could feel she was wetting her chair. Angie had difficulties getting out of her shirt, but when she did, she loved what she was. On Angie's tall and thin body, two enormous cantaloupes were barely restrained in a stretched bra, each of Angie's move making them wobble and show how heavy they were, the bra struggling to keep those monsters in place.

"What do we do now? At least, my parents didn't panic when they saw me like this! said Angie."

Lucy thought...