preteen problems

chapter 4

by andy

"i know, but i wanted to get on to school this morning and work on a science project that a couple of us have started." that was half true, at least, as heather's science project had already covered a whole year, and the results were excellent - at least, for bobbie. she was looking forward to seeing steven again. heather and steven had been seen together quite often at school for the last couple of weeks, but technically they were not an item. heather was wanting to change that.

upon arriving at school, heather went on to her homeroom and sat down. steven was in her first class of the day and she had to work out how to entice him over to her house for the afternoon one day that week. she wanted to bribe him with food, but that just seemed too girlish, even for a girl. finally she came up with a plan that might take off if she could get him interested enough.

the bell rang and students filled the hallways from one side of the school to the other. after crossing over two halls and going down another, heather got to her first class - algebra. one of her least favorite subjects, but on the other hand, steven had the highest grade in the class. soon after she had found her seat next to the window at the far side of the room, steven walked in and came over and sat down in his desk, which was, of course, just in front of heather.

"so, how goes it this morning?" it was steven's usual perky introduction. he was a little perkier than usual after seeing heather, in his own special way. heather couldn't help but notice.

"trying to make a big intro this morning, steven?" heather glanced down from steven's face for a moment to let him know that she could tell his happiness, and then back to his face. "have you done the homework for this week yet?"

"i did it all monday afternoon." he opened up his notebook, producing a perfectly written sheet of paper with all of the numbers and symbols spaced evenly and correctly on the page. "no sense in waiting to the last minute." he smiled at heather, and then the tardy bell rang.

toward the end of class on thursdays, the teacher, ms. sharky, a relic of the sixties and highly knowledgeable of the subject, would allow a study session in which she would answer questions for the students and even allow the students to work together - as long as it was about math. "steven," heather decided to make her move after ms. sharky had sat back down, "could you help me on this problem?"

"sure, what is it?" he turned around and heather was looking right into his eyes.

"i was wondering if you would like to come over and watch a movie tomorrow night?" it was a little more blunt that she had anticipated it being and certainly a little louder.

"heather! i've told you before, keep your conversations on math. that's what the hallways and lunch breaks are for." ms. sharky had never even looked up from the papers that she was grading. heather was more than a little embarrassed about the whole statement.

steven continued to look heather back into her eyes. cindy, sitting beside heather in the next row of desks broke in, "nothing like being blunt, heather! maybe you should have hit him over the head and drug him home by the hair?" giggling through her nose, cindy turned back to her papers, catching a glare from ms. sharky looking through the top of her reading glasses.

steven looked down at heather's paper and started to write. 'tell me when and where. all you have to do is let me know. steven' then he said, "now, what was the problem that you were having?"

heather's eyes watered and, after being so embarrassed, she was a little choked up. she finally managed to whisper, "no problem, i think i have it worked out now." grinning from ear to ear, she couldn't take her eyes off him. the bell rang and then the trance was over. she talked with steven all the way to her next class where he left her and went to the gym for pe. all she could think of the rest of the day was how busy she was going to be getting things ready for friday night. still grinning, she opened her book and started reading her history - she wouldn't need help the rest of her classes the rest of the day.

the end of the day found heather at home in her bedroom. she had already taken her afternoon dosage of the pills and was constantly awaiting the arrival of her new breasts, hoping that at any moment, her breasts would rise from her chest and tear through her shirt. taking one of the full bottles of the pills, she was grinding the pills up into a powder in a mixing bowl she had retrieved from the kitchen earlier. the final volume of the pills was around one half cup and looked like coarse ground corn meal. she was hoping that she could incorporate the powder into something that she could feed to steven and then sit back and watch for the results.

after running through several things that she could fix, she finally decided on a reliable treat that was guaranteed to work - brownies. she would substitute some of the flour in the mix with the ground-up pills and see what happened.

heather had already mentioned to her mom that she had asked steven to come over to watch a movie. her mom had first hesitated, but then felt that it would be ok if they were to stay in the living room and keep the lights on. there was no sense in promoting dating at this early age, but this wasn't a date really. it was probably just a crush that wouldn't last longer than a couple of weeks. her mom had been twelve years old once too and she knew what was going on.

actually, her mom had no idea about what was going on. while heather's parents went to the store, she sneaked into the kitchen and started work on the brownies. she wanted to make sure that they were going to turn out ok so she wouldn't be in a rush the next night right before steven came over.

the next day at school, told steven that it was ok with her parents for him to come over and watch the movie. he had known where she lived for a couple of years now - it was just a couple of streets over. it was one of those bits of information that he had but never thought that he would use. it was all set up for steven to come over at 6:00 that evening.

the movie was airplane. she thought that her mom might not like the idea of a romantic movie and certainly not one with love scenes in it. and the fact that steven loved funny and stupid movies - monty python and the holy grail was his favorite of all time. they sat and watched and ate brownies. she couldn't believe that steven ate as many as he did. she didn't think that it would hurt his figure any, but at any rate, it was something to watch him eat six of them.

"these brownies sure are good, heather. what did you put in them?" he looked at her and smiled at the rhetorical question.

"just followed the directions on the box - glad you like them!" heather looked down at the plate and ate the last one from the original eight that were on the plate. "you must have not eaten any dinner tonight."

"oh, i ate, but i've just been hungry this week. that happens sometimes. i won't eat much next week i guess." he shrugged his shoulders and turned back to the tv. it was the scene that her mom had forgotten was in the movie. the waitress ran in front of the camera, naked, shook her boobs back and forth and then ran off of the screen. steven's eyes got big and heather noticed that some of the rest of him did too!

"you like 'em big steven?"

steven blushed, but produced a small grin. "your friend was pretty big."

"yea, you ought to see her now." heather saw what turned him on.

"i haven't seen her at school lately. is she ok?" steven had been more than interested in bobbie's condition, but had never brought up the subject, afraid that others would think him just a little weird.

heather looked back at him, "she's ok, just very large right now." she was using her arms and hands to portray how big bobbie had gotten the last time she had seen her.

steven's eyes got even bigger and his pants were getting tight. heather was enjoying teasing him. this was a big turn on for her. she adjusted the position of her hands to give the invisible bobbie a pair of breasts that were two or three sizes bigger. steven was sweating visibly. "would you like to see her?" she purred huskily.

steven twitched in the chair. heather knew she was making him uncomfortable. "come over later this weekend and i will take you over there." that made him breathe deep and then look at heather. "we're best friends, i'm sure that she won't mind." heather smiled and touched his hand with her own. "how about sunday afternoon?"

steven looked at her and then adjusted his position in his seat again. "ok." he wanted to see bobbie, but he didn't want to let on to heather that he was anxious.

the rest of the evening went on, finishing with the crash landing of the plane and everybody assuming crash positions. steven's pants stayed tight the rest of the night - he couldn't get his mind off what heather had proposed to him. heather was noticeably turned on as well. her nipples had been showing for the last forty-five minutes of the movie. she knew he could see her nipples sticking out. if only she'd had the breasts to go with them!

steven went home soon after the movie was over. he thanked heather for the evening and the good brownies. "come back and have some more next week." of course she knew her mother wouldn't like the idea of this becoming a weekly event between them. she watched steven walk down the road and out of sight, and then went back inside, wondering what effects of the pills would have on him.

later sunday afternoon found heather and steven walking over to bobbie's house. "...steven, like i said, i don't think that she would want you staring at her in her own bedroom. just take care of my dad's binoculars. i don't want something to happen to them - i'd be grounded for a month!"

"ok." steven looked down at the binoculars in his hand imagining what he would see on the other side of bobbie's window. "i just climb the tree beside her house and that will give me a view right into her room?"

"right. just be careful and quiet and maybe it will be dark enough that nobody will know you're up there." she looked back at steven with a reassuring look. "i think you're going to like the view!" she smiled, and glanced down at steven's pants and noticed something moving. she couldn't help but grin, she was finding out she could turn this boy on with just a few well-chosen words - and herself, too!

steven sneaked around to the tree beside bobbie's house while heather went to the front door. bobbie's mother let her in and told heather that bobbie was lying down on her bed up in her room.

heather went to bobbie's door and knocked. there was no answer so she slowly turned the knob and quietly opened the door. she glanced around the room, noticing that everything was the same as the last time she had been there. but on the bed was a sight that took away heather's breath. bobbie was asleep, lying on her back on top of the covers. her shirt was pulled up and her fingers were locked together on top of her belly - and what a belly! her hands obviously couldn't reach her now protruding bellybutton in the way they were connected. her skin was tight and almost shiny, leaving the impression that you could touch it and not mash it in. the shirt was bunched up around her chest and appeared to be stuffed with flesh underneath. her head seemed dwarfed by the sheer mass of her torso.

upon seeing the figure before her on the bed, heather quietly entered the room and shut the door behind her. she could see that bobbie probably was going to have a hard time standing on her own two feet without help from someone. she walked over to the bed and looked down on bobbie's belly. it was wider than her body now by a couple of inches, and quickly catching up with her breasts in that dimension.

she reached down and touched bobbie's belly. it was as hard as it looked. the skin was even shiny in the light, but it appeared that bobbie had been using lotion to keep her skin smooth around her growing offspring. heather's hand rubbed bobbie all over and then she stopped abruptly when she heard bobbie cough and start to wake up.

"bobbie, you've grown!"

"yea, tell me about it. a few days ago, i went to the kitchen to get something to snack on, because i was kind of hungry. after all, i'm eating for nine!" she grinned a little and patted her belly a little bit with her right hand. "but then i was still hungry so i went and got some more. i think that i ate everything that i could find. that was right before bedtime on thursday night. i guess i grew during the night - or they did!" once again she patted her belly. it didn't jiggle like a fat belly would, it just made a slapping sound like whacking somebody on the back.

"can you get up?" heather was beginning to get a little turned on by the story.

"i did yesterday, but i haven't tried today. i guess i was tired from yesterday." she stuck out her hands for heather to help her sit up. this turned into quite a strain for the both of them. after a couple of minutes of rocking and pulling, bobbie was sitting up on the edge of the bed. her belly was much larger now than when she was on her back. it extended out over half the distance to her knees, and at least that far in every other direction. meanwhile, her breasts were growing out of control. from the size that they had been on the wednesday before, they seemed to have grown nearly one third more in length and girth.

after a couple of moments bobbie blushed a little and her voice dropped to a whisper, "my breasts are producing milk." she had a smirk on her face that was hard to tell if she was worried or entertained. "there has been a white liquid coming out of the nipple area. i guess that's what it has to be, i don't know anything else it could be. i haven't mentioned it to my mom yet. it would just give her something else to worry about."

bobbie's shirt was visibly wet around the ends of her breasts. "is that why your shirt is wet?" heather motioned toward bobbie's shirt that was stilled pulled up over her belly and bunched up around her breasts. she put out a hand and reached for one of the wet areas on the shirt, but her goal was to feel - and possibly get a hand under - one of bobbie's breasts.

"i guess so. it's been going on for the last couple of days too. my breasts are getting very, very heavy, and really full and round. i don't know what's going to happen to them over the next four months at this rate - if i make it four more months." bobbie was rubbing her belly as she talked. she seemed to enjoy it, a little too much. bobbie didn't stop heather's hand from making its way around her swollen breast. in almost a whisper, "try not to mash it, it makes the milk come out." bobbie's blush had gone and she was now enjoying the turn on that she was getting.

heather was getting turned on herself but her nipples popped out when she remembered steven up in the tree. she bent down and started rubbing bobbie's swollen belly, receiving a huge grin from bobbie. bobbie's nipples hardened and started to drip the liquid that she had just mentioned.

outside in the tree, all of this was just too much for steven, who had gone into hormone overdrive. the term blue-balls did not apply to him anymore. he was not only suffering from lack of release, he was suffering from a lack of room in his pants. he had never been so turned on in his life. the sight of bobbie was too much, but when heather started to feel her belly, that put him over the top.

steven fell out of the tree!

"what was that noise?" bobbie looked toward the window.

"probably just a squirrel. they live in trees you know."

"must have been a big squirrel!" bobbie made an effort to get up from the bed, holding onto the bedpost. after a couple of moments, she made it to her feet, stood for a couple of minutes and sat back down. "these[censored]are getting heavy."

heather looked at her in envy. those breasts were so huge and she wanted a pair just like them. she glanced back toward the window, "i'll look." heather looked toward the bottom of the tree and saw steven lying there on his back. thinking quickly, "bobbie, i guess i better go on home. i will be by to see you in a day or two."

heather had turned toward the door and was walking out when bobbie spoke, "yeah, please come by and see me, and see if jason could come by too. i need him right now. i want him right now!" bobbie was obviously turned on by her situation. her constant growing had turned her on!

heather got to steven under the tree. "what happened?"

he was looking up at her with a grin on his face. "come here, you." he put out a hand to her and she knelt down beside him on the ground. "no, come here." he reached up with his other hand and pulled her on top of him.

she got the idea quickly and found herself kissing him and he was kissing her back. steven had a surprise for her. his pants were already undone and his youthful manhood had already started its way out and toward her. he unzipped her pants and started to slide them down. at that moment she realized what was going on, but couldn't resist because she was so caught up in the moment. before she knew it, he had already got past her panties and had placed himself inside the front door.

the next fifteen minutes would be replayed many times in heather's head that night as she was lying in bed. "how did he get so big? why could i not stop when i know the consequences? will i be as big as bobbie? bigger? - why did i take the pills?" heather couldn't sleep, the thoughts had become too much.

a couple of streets over, bobbie lay in bed retracing the scenes from just a couple of hours before, when she had watched heather and her boyfriend underneath the tree in her side yard. she had always remembered heather as being a sensible person, not taking chances or doing stupid things. now the issue of the pills began to sink in and run through her head. "if heather was capable of having sex in my yard, surely she was capable of taking those stinking pills!" she spoke out of frustration, knowing that she had warned her, but then, heather was turned on by the whole idea of huge breasts and expanding bellies - it wasn't hard not to tell when her hands were treating your belly and breasts like play things!

bobbie realized that she was getting hungry again and reached over the side of her bed and brought out a box of cookies. she had hidden several boxes of her favorite cookies and chips beside her bed a few days ago. between her bed and the wall was a space just big enough for the boxes, but small enough to conceal the evidence. she took one of the cookies out and started to nibble on it. her other hand reached up and patted her belly, "you be good in there. no fighting and you'll get your midnight snack."

she finished that cookie and reached for another one. trying to pull herself up in the bed so she could sit up was a hassle, but she finally made it. not quite five months pregnant and she could hardly get around under her own power. she thought again about heather and wondered if she had been stupid enough to take the pills. after a couple of minutes, she dismissed the idea, realizing she couldn't do anything about it if heather had taken the pills. bobbie reached for another cookie.

after the fourth cookie, the water bottle that her mom had left for her had run out. looking around for an imaginary second bottle, she looked down at her swollen breasts. the thought flashed through her mind, and she started to dismiss it, but then she gave it a try. with both hands, she lifted her right breast up so she could put her mouth around her nipple. at first, she didn't much care for the taste, but then it wasn't the taste that gave her pleasure. she had found another sensation that was able to turn her on.

the night went on for hours - a cookie and then some milk. then she said it out loud, "got milk?" she couldn't help but giggle. she was full of cookies and her own milk, but her breasts looked bigger than when she had taken her first drink. deep inside, she could feel movement, and the pressure on her belly told her that the babies were happy and were eating too! she could almost feel the growth of her ever-expanding belly as she grabbed another cookie.

then her mind switched to jason. 'just wait until he sees me this time!' she thought. 'maybe he would like some milk too?'

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