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I was just thinking…

Part I

Big Houston

 

 

When Karen got home from school, she sat down on the couch at home and pondered the issue.  She had known Missy for most of her life and now there she was, pregnant and five months from becoming a mother at fifteen.  Missy had kept it a secret for over three months and now the truth was out.  She kept thinking that they were basically the same age and she wasn’t sure how she would handle the same situation.

 

When she switched on the TV, she turned it over to channel twelve and caught the end of a talk show that had started forty minutes before.  Ironically, the show was on the subject of teenage mothers and the complications experienced in their lives.  Intrigued, she watched the last twenty minutes without even putting the remote back on the table.  There were three girls on the show aged thirteen, fifteen and sixteen.  The thirteen-year-old had caught her attention the most.  The girl was obviously huge and late into her pregnancy.  It wasn’t until a few minutes latter that the host of the show indicated that the young girl was having twins that she realized that she still had a couple of months to go.  Karen thought to herself, “Wow!  Having twins at thirteen!”

 

Karen couldn’t help but become wet at the sight of the girls.  They had become so disproportioned with the their bellies stretching out and over their laps.  She held her stomach and rubbed it, both curious about becoming pregnant and hoping that she would never have to deal with it at the same time.  Her eyes wondered from the TV and she became lost in a daze about how it would feel to be pregnant – even with twins!  She would be swelled up all over and her breasts would be engorged and large.  What a feeling that would be if only for a short period of time.  Chad would like her breasts.  She had noticed that Missy’s breasts had grown over the last few weeks but she had no idea as to why.  Now that was clear for everyone to begin seeing.

 

She looked down at herself and pondered the issue.  What if my breasts were bigger?  She reached up and placed her hands on her breasts and tenderly rubbed them.  Her nipples began to harden underneath her bra.  Her juices were flowing and her heart rate was going up.  I wish I could experience having bigger breasts.

 

There was a flash in the corner of the living room and an apparition appeared.  It was the essence of an old man.  Scared, she fell back onto the couch and held a pillow over her head not having the strength to get up and run.  The ghost spoke to her, “Karen?”

 

“Yes,” hesitating as to why she actually responded to a bad dream.

 

“I heard you say something that I think I can help you with.”  He looked at her inquisitively waiting for a positive response.

 

“What?  What can you help me with?”  She was still not sure if what she saw was real or just a figment of her imagination.

 

“I can give you what you want.”  He looked at her chest and then pointed, “I heard that you would like bigger breasts.  I can help you out there.”

 

She grinned, not taking the specter particularly seriously.  “You can, huh?”  Her mind went to thinking.  She felt if this was a dream what would be the harm in asking for the world.  If it wasn’t a dream then Chad would be impressed.  What the hell!  “Ok, what do you get from me?”

 

“Clever girl.”  He smiled and began to speak, “Let me watch when you show your new breasts to your boyfriend.”

 

“What?”  What a strange request!

 

“You see, I was a peeping tom in life and I still like to watch.  Only now I can help with my own fantasies by giving people theirs.”  He knew he had her in his grasp now.

 

“Ok, sure.  Why would it matter?  I suppose that you won’t be seen by Chad?”

 

“No, only to you.”

 

Karen thought about what she was doing and then began to think of how big she wanted to be.  “Ok, I’ll do it.”

 

“How big would you like to be?”  His grin widened.

 

Karen looked down at herself and thought.  She had seen Missy’s breasts grow for the last few weeks, but that was because of her breasts producing milk for the baby.  Did she really want hers to be full of milk?  Chad might enjoy that.  Would it hurt?  Missy hadn’t complained, but that didn’t mean anything.  She wanted well-rounded breasts that extended down to her waist.  She giggled to herself and said out loud, “Breasts that large would hold two gallons of milk a piece!”

 

“That would be Ok,” the old man said with a grin.

 

“No!  I was just joking,” Karen looked at the old man with worry that she had indeed said the wrong thing.

 

“You may want to remove that bra, Karen.  Things may become a bit uncomfortable if you don’t.”

 

She pulled up her shirt and reached behind her and undid the clasp.  She slid the bra off her shoulders and looked down at her breasts.  Her nipples were hard from the images that she had in her head.  A wave of energy passed over her and she felt a warmth in her chest.  The tissue in her breasts began to swell a little as it did when Chad sucked on them.  He could always make them swell and turn sore and sensitive.  She watched as each breast rose from the once fist-sized mounds on her chest to the now enlarging swellings that were going to be her new breasts.

 

The sensation was unbelievable.  Her breasts doubled in size.  Tripled.  Quadrupled.  And then the growing slowed down and stopped.  Her breasts were only about half of what she had imagined they would be.  They were very large.  They reached nearly to her bellybutton and were together as wide as her abdomen, but still there was something lacking in her thoughts.  Another wave of energy came over her and she felt a different kind of growth from within her new breasts.  Her breasts were producing milk!  She could see them swell as the milk continued to flow into the ducks within the tissue.  They became more and more engorged.  They doubled in size and she started to fell the discomfort of weight of the milk within her breasts.  They had not stopped expanding.  She touched them with her hands and felt the soft skin of her breasts.  They were soft and spongy.  She could feel the liquid moving within them when she mashed them together.  She could feel the milk level continue to rise within them.  She was concerned that the growth had not stopped.  Her breasts continued to grow until they were the size she had remembered seeing in her mental image.

 

She could not longer see her nipples.  They were resting on her thighs.  Her breasts reached down to her legs!  They mashed together in the middle producing nearly two feet of cleavage.  They rolled over both sides of each leg appearing like water balloons that someone was fixing to launch.  These were milk balloons and they were attached to her chest!

 

Karen was so self-absorbed in her new breasts that she didn’t notice that the old man had been watching the experience and was now gone.

 

The doorbell rang.  “Oh shit!”  She looked at herself and realized that she couldn’t be seen like this!  Who could it be?  She started to stand up to look out the window and then realized just how much the new breasts weighed.  They bulled on her chest like iron weights!  She reached up under them and held them up against her abdomen.  She couldn’t stand straight up, but she was able to go to the window and look out.  It was Chad!  “Good timing and bad timing!” she thought.

 

She went to the door.  “Chad?”

 

“Karen?  I just come over to see you and see what you wanted to do tonight.”

 

“Chad, I have to go up to my room and finish changing.  I’m going to leave the door unlocked.  Give me a couple of minutes and come up to my room.  I have something to show you.”  Would he be happy or just shocked?  She didn’t know for sure, but then there was no way to hide four gallons of milk hanging in sacks off your chest!

 

“Is it a surprise?”  Chad liked surprises more than most people.

 

“Yea, actually it is.  Let me get up to my room and then you can come up in a couple of minutes.”  Karen unlocked the door and moved as fast as she could toward and up the stairs.  When she made it to her room, she stood in front of her mirror and looked at herself.  She was huge!  Her breasts hung down to her crotch and were plump and full all the way to her chest.  They were round and stood out from her body in a firm proud manor.  If she had been wearing a large shirt she would have looked quite pregnant!  She held that thought in her head and saved it for later.  She went over to her bed and sat down in the middle of it.  Here nipples again resting on her thighs and breast flesh rolling off the sides of her legs.  She brought some on the bedspread up and around her to conceal her breasts until Chad was in the room.  She could feel them slosh as she shook with excitement.  She called to Chad, “Chad, you can come up now.”  She braced for his reaction.

 

Chad got to the room and had his eyes closed.  He was playing the game to the hilt.  “Can I open them now?”

 

“Yes, silly,” she was grinning from ear to ear.

 

He opened his eyes to see her sitting in the middle of the bed with the bedspread around her.  Immediately, his pants got tight.  He could tell he was going to get some.  She slowly started to remove the spread and reveal her cleavage to him.

 

Chad’s mouth dropped and he moved toward her.  He was at a loss of words, but his hands weren’t mute.

 

Karen let him explore her without reservation.  He held her breasts and massaged them and kissed them.  Never once did he ask a single question.  He was in shock and hormonal surge.  She had never seen his pants so tight.  She reached up and touched his crotch and felt the iron rod that was inside his pants.  It didn’t take her long to unzip his pants and begin lowering them down his legs.  She then began to lean back and remove her own pants and underwear.  She was lying in the middle of the bed waiting for Chad to mount her.  Her breasts were lying beside her on each side, plump and swollen.

 

They were both undressed and on the bed.  Chad was on his knees in front of her looking down at Karen.  He had never seen breasts like those before.  He wasn’t about to ask questions now.  He would save that for later.  Right now it was time for sex and lots of it.  He lowered himself over her and placed his rod inside of her.  He spread her wide and she accepted it whole.  Slowly he slid in and out of her.  Karen’s breasts swayed back and forth.  The milk inside was begging to be released.  She asked Chad to suck on her nipples as he slid in and out of her.

 

He pulled her right breast up and placed the now very erect and purple nipple in hi mouth.  He sucked and filled his mouth with milk.  Karen let out a moan of pleasure from the milk rushing out of her.  Chad continued to suck from both breasts until he couldn’t swallow anymore.  Her breasts, drained of some of the milk began to replenish the supply and became slightly more engorged than they had before.  Again they begged to be released of the pressure from within.

 

Karen’s mind raced as she continued to experience Chad’s rocking back and forth.  She thought of the change in the living room just forty minutes before and now the experience of being sucked.  Not just foreplay, but really being sucked of juices from within her breasts.  Her mind kept running.  As Chad continued to pump her she became more and more involved in the ecstasy.  She remembered looking at herself in the mirror and thinking that she would look pregnant with a shirt on.  And then she thought back to the talk show on TV that showed the young pregnant girl that was having twins.  She wondered how it would be to be pregnant with twins or more.  She saw herself in her mind looking down at herself.  Her belly was enlarged and swollen.  She was growing large with many babies.  She was rubbing her belly and watching it grow as she grew hotter and hotter.  She didn’t even notice the words from the corner of the room that came from the grinning face.  The old man had been watching her.  He simply said, “That would be OK.”  He continued to watch, amazed at what he had done.

 

Karen and Chad were moving almost involuntarily in rhythm with each other.  Her breasts were engorged, stretching the skin to new limits.  They swayed back and forth and rocked as they rocked.  An energy passed over Karen and under Chad and settled on her abdomen.  Deep within her, a small warmth started to grow.  After a minute Karen noticed the feeling.  “Oh no!  What have I done?”

 

Chad was still moving and rocking and had been oblivious of Karen saying anything.  He reached for her breasts again when he noticed the swelling in her abdomen too.

 

 

 

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