As Angie was listening to Lucy, she couldn't help but notice that Lucy almost seemed to be describing how she wanted her life to go. To grow past Angie, display her large assets proudly, and have men and women line up to date her. Angie couldn't help but feel sorry for Lucy. So Angie turns around and...
"Hey you don't need to act nervous around me!" Lucy chimes, reaching her arms around Angie from behind, causing Angie's boobs to bounce and Angie to temporarily move the Dictaphone away from her face. Lucy then grabs Angie's boobs and Angie immediately drops the dictaphone on the floor. The dictaphone lands on it's recording button.
Angie, in shock, pushes herself away from Lucy. She doesn't think of Lucy that way! Lucy's her best friend not her lover!
"I..d d d don't", Angie stammers but she's cut off by Lucy.
"It's okay, you've told me before. You don't think of me that way but it doesn't mean I won't stop trying!"
She then begins to pace, just a little bit.
"I decided that ever since you outgrew me that I would keep trying to get you to love me!"
Lucy then unconsciously moves closer to the Dictaphone.
"I mean, your boobs have been bigger than mine for the past year and you're still really shy! I think that's cute! Even though I wish I could still say..."
With this Lucy leans right over the Dictaphone and, almost in a pout, says "My boobs are bigger than yours!"
With this she stumbles a little over the dictaphone and knocks it over, stopping the recording.
"Of course, I was only a little bigger than you but you get my point!"
Angie didn't, as she was too busy staring at Lucy's breasts as they began to move ever so slightly. Lucy was still rambling about the changes that occurred to Angie over the past year, a habit she had picked up due to Angie getting bigger than her, but finally stops.
"Why do my boobs feel weird?" Lucy wondered.
All of a sudden she gasps, as she feels the fabric of her corset slowly moving against her breasts. She didn't wear a bra today, since there was no school, and could feel the fabric stretching over her nipples. She looks down and gasps again to see her breasts moving outwards, approaching Angie's size and then surpassing it. Her breasts continue outward until they stop at a full cup size fuller than Angie's. Her nipples are like poles poking little tents in her stretched out dress.
A pop reverberates through the air and Lucy's stretched outfit is replaced by a shirt with an extremely deep V-neck showing off all of the cleavage it could without showing nipple. Showing off a large amount of midriff while still somehow retaining the goth look. Her general outfit stays about the same otherwise, but now with a little extra sex appeal.
"What just...happened" Lucy mumbles to herself, stunned by the growth and how good it felt.
Angie,seeing how much Lucy had liked the growth and figuring that since she was going to change her anyway, decided to change her some more. She grabs the dictaphone off the floor and says...
"Lucy begins to grow some more, going from a D-cup to whatever size she wants to be. She's aware of the growth happening"
Lucy begins to moan as her breasts push out farther, now drooping down her chest a little.
"This feels so good! Do you know what's happening?"
Angie doesn't reply, as she witnesses the small goth shirt almost seem to get smaller as it is dwarfed by the growing boobage.
Lucy gasps more as her breasts step past the E-cup and approaches the F-cup. The only thing keeping her boobs from dropping down to her navel is her shirt, stretched thin to the point of seeming like a rope, barely covering her nipples.
Her breasts continue to move outward, spilling over the make-shift bra as a ripping sound can be heard. This is odd, Angie thinks to herself, why hasn't reality changed yet?
Lucy begins to whimper pain, as her shirt proves to be more durable than it at first seemed. Her breasts continue to spill over it until the ripping and straining noises stop and a huge "SNAP!" occurs. Her shirt is flung out of the way as Lucy's breasts, now unabated, explode outward. They ascend through the alphabet of cup sizes in a single moment at being let open to fresh air. Lucy stands there and wobbles a moment, having breasts that are firm enough to stand out at least a foot or two from her body but still hanging down to just below her hips. She falls to the ground and moans sexually as her nipples brush against the carpet and her head comes to rest atop her knew pillows.
"I don't know why that happened but it was the single greatest moment of my life!" Lucy screams.
Angie, however, is a bit confused. She would be worried that Lucy wanted her breasts to be so huge but if reality had changed then wouldn't Lucy be wearing a new shirt? Or wouldn't Lucy have something to support her huge breasts?
She puts the Dictaphone to her head and plays back what she last recorded.
"Lucy begins to grow some more..." the Dictaphone faithfully recites back to her.
Oh no. Angie realizes that her word choice might not have been the best as that single phrase meant that Lucy started growing as soon as she recorded it. Those changes only just occurred! She decides that she can fix it by....
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