This choice: He comes into my dorm, and makes my breasts/ass bigger. • Go Back...Chapter #5He comes into my dorm, and makes my breasts/ass... by: scriptboy   I arrived to my dorm and removed my old clothes, because everything was tight, sweaty, and worn. I decided to slip into some clean clothes which I had bought recently, which fit me a little better since they used to fit a little big on me. Not anymore! My breasts were an E-cup! I began to wonder how they got so big?
Just then the doorbell rang. I hurried and slipped into my shorts and t-shirt before I raced to the door. When I opened up, I saw the professor standing before me.
“Hello?” I said.
“Hi there, Amanda. How are you today?” he said in a friendly tone of voice.
“I’m fine. What… What do you want? Who are you?” I asked him.
“I’m Doctor Jackson, I work for the science department at the university and I’ve been experimenting with nanobots. You’ve been part of my first successful experiment!” he explained.
“Experiment? What experiment?” I asked him.
“There is a nanobot inside of you, which can manipulate your body. I control it from my lab using my computer…”
“What? How dare you use me as your guinea pig?” I shouted angrily.
“Ahhh… But you will like this! I can make any part of you shrink or grow!” he continued.
“Yeah? Well, shrink or grow THIS!” I screamed, as I slammed the door in his face.
I turned around and was about to sit down on the couch, when I was overcome by a weird tingling sensation in my breasts.
Suddenly, my breasts, which were an E-cup size, slowly began to expand even more! I stopped in my tracks as I felt my breasts grow even heavier, wider and bigger, as they hardened and pushed out even further!
“Uhhhhh…” I moaned, as they grew.
I must admit that it felt good, feeling them grow.
I turned around and opened the door. The professor was still there, pressing a few keys on his cell phone. Obviously, he was the one making my breasts grow.
“I knew you would open the door again…” he said. “I can also change your height, your muscles, your weight, and any other part of your body…”
“Why me?”
“You got the perfect body. All you must do is email me daily your experiences…” he added.
He gave me his business card and left.
What would he do to me next?
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