I was the center of attention, and it was weird. I mean, even before my growth, I did manage to catch people's attention if I tried, but this time, just walking in, guys offered me drinks, and several began chatting with me. I didn't intend to go home with any of them, but I usually didn't make plans like that anyway.
The night went on, and girls began giving me the stink eye, because I was taking so much attention away from them. I have to say, though, I didn't get as much attention as I thought I would. Some guys thought I was too tall, now standing at 6'8", and other's thought my boobs were too big. I never thought like this before, but I was beginning to think that there was no such thing as too big.
After some drinks, I had a slight buzz going. I didn't want to get too drunk, so I had one last drink, and began to relax. I began talking with a group of people, who seemed really cool, and I began to feel a distortion in my clothes. I looked behind me, thinking someone may have bumped into me, or tugged on my clothes, and saw no one. I turned back, and tried to get back into the convo again. I walked away from the group, and headed to the bathroom, after feeling it again, but I was stopped by a cute girl along the way.
"Hi, mind if I ask you something?" She said, with a smile, and a drink in hand.
"Ummm..." The tugging on my clothes changed into a tightness. "Sure." I said.
"How did you manage to find such a cute outfit that fits? I'm not even THAT much bigger than average. I'm a C cup and nothing looks cute, or puts too much focus on my boobs." She said. "Where did you get that shirt from?"
I looked down at the girl, she looked about 5'6" or so, black hair, blue eyes, small facial features. "I don't remember really...I think..." I paused, realizing I was growing at this point, considering it was obviously now, sending the girl into shock.
She stared at my boobs in awe, wondering what was going on. "Did...Did your boobs just grow?" She asked.