"I understand, sweetheart," she replied, with a sympathetic tone in her voice, "But you know money doesn't matter to me. I love you for who you are." With that, the bulges in her blouse grew and a look of discomfort crossed her face.
"So! The truth comes out!" a wide-eyed Jim stated, "You want a guy with money, and I'm not him!"
"No, Jim," she protested, "That's not true! You're reading into what I said - or didn't say." Confused and frustrated, she said, "Look, can we talk about this later? I have a little problem here. Do you have an antidote or something for this stuff? After all, I don't want my tits to get any bigger." And with that, her chest ballooned even further. By this point, her breasts had reached D-cup size, and were trying in vain to escape from their A-cup prison. The pain of her bra biting into her skin was becoming unbearable. "Ouuuw! Shit that hurts! Can you please wipe that slack-jawed look off your face and help me out here?"
Jim didn't like the angry tone of her request, but relented anyway. "What do you want me to do?" he asked.
"See if you can unfasten my bra. It hooks in the front." She lifted her blouse to reveal her predicament; tit flesh was being pushed out in all directions by her now inadequate piece of lingerie. She even had cleavage! The sight of it started to arouse him, and he felt a stirring in his pants. "Come on!" she urged, prodding him into action. He tried to unfasten the hook that was located between her bra cups, but found that he could not overcome the tension being placed on it by her enlarged bust.
"Hold on just a sec," he said, and rushed out to his car. When he returned, he had his Leatherman all-in-one tool in hand. Unfolding it, he found the wire cutters and pulled them out.
"You're not going to cut it, are you? This is one of my good Victoria's Secret bras!"
"Sorry, hon, but this is the quickest way I see to get you out of there." With that, he leaned down and cut the hook and Sharon's bra cups flew apart, her new tits spilling out and jiggling for a few moments. Upon seeing this, Jim's cock became like stone. "Jeeezuz...," he mumbed under his breath. He had never seen D-cups in the flesh before, and hers were magnificent. Firm and round, showing just a hint of gravity's effects, they were capped by silver-dollar sized areolae and nipples like the tip of his pinkie.
Seeing Jim's reaction, Sharon:
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