"Rachnera! Please help a girl out here!" Tio asked.
"And what do I get out of it?" Rachnera scoffed.
"Uhhhh, my government pay and benefits?" The ogress nervously averted her eyes.
"That's a deal I can work with." The arachne shook her clawed hand with Tio's and motioned her over to an empty table.
"So, what can I help you with, Tio?"
"Weeeell, it's kind of embarrassing to ask, but *whisper* *whisper* *whisper* "
"Some girls get all the luck, don't they?" The drider responded sarcastically.
"Ugh! I know, right? Sometimes I really wish I could find a bra that actually fits me without snapping apart like an angry tortoise!" Tio huffed, her angry movements causing considerable bouncing to occur.
"Pipe down already! You're gonna make a ruckus! (And in more ways than one...)" A small crowd had formed, observing the rumbling ogress and her...mountain of problems...
"Okay, okay! But you'd be doing me a solid if this works out!" Tio then handed Rachnera a chunk of change for the cost of crafting and a big box labelled with 'custom-made M.O.N. prototypes' and waved goodbye, taking an entire tray of cupcakes with her to go.
"What am I going to do with that loopy ladychild? Oh well, not like I don't have to deal with my fair share of those at home..." Rachnera thought to herself as she headed home.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Now that everyone's out of the house today, I'll have all the time and space needed to get cracking." Rachnera then opened up the box, revealing some massively sized bras. "Sweet Jesus! She makes even Cerea look like an average girl!" The bands on the bras all had 'P-cup' written on the tags. "If THIS is the control group we're working with, then I'll have my work cut out for me..." Shaking off her awe, Rachnera shook and flapped out the bra until it was unfolded and fully figured.
"Still...I'm kind of curious to see how well this would fit on me...it couldn't hurt to try it on just for fun. I'm getting paid either way~" The spider laughed as she undressed herself and dropped her clothes on the floor. "Yep, no surprises there."Rachnera only got as far as wrapping the straps around her before the cups fell over from a lack of boobflesh to fill them out with. "Hot damn...I can't believe she has to live like that every day...thank God that isn't the case for me! Ahahahaha!"
*click!*
"Ahahaha-hmm?"
*psssshhhh*
"Where's that sound coming from?"
*pump!* *pump!* *BOING!*
"The hell? What just happened?" Rachnera's tits pulsed forward from her natural H cup to a J cup in a matter of seconds!
*pump!* *pump!* *BOYOING!*
"Are my boobs getting bigger!!?" Soon they went from a J cup to an L cup!
*pump!* *pump!* *BWOING!*
"Fuck! How do I get this thing off of me???" It was almost as if her breasts had a mind of their own, fulfilling a need to expand into their new home with no signs of slowing down as they jumped from an L cup to an N cup.
*pump!* *pump!* *BWOOMPH!*
"NOOOOOOO!!!" Struggling in vain to unclasp the burdensome bra, her mounds finally stopped growing as they finished at her new size of P cup tits.
" *huff* *huff* Shit...! What the hell did she give to me...!!?" Rachnera looked down at the cleavage valley she now possessed. Even with as huge as she was, the bra could barely contain them without careful managing of her swaying, heavy, bulging milkers.
"Arrgghh! This is the worst! She's going to pay for this, even more than she already has!" The spider shook a fist in rage, with one boob plapping against her more-than-covered bony thin rib cage. It was obvious that these giant breasts were NOT a good fit for the lean, athletic, and toned exoskeleton she had spent her entire life building up.
"The only thing worse is if someone were to see me like this...!"
*SLAM!*
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