This choice: Herself (Make something Bigger, clothes don't grow or shrink though, she forgot) • Go Back...Chapter #4Rebecca Has Some Fun by: BigOnes   Still sleeping in my new king sized bed, Rebecca stood up downstairs examining the now broken mini-couch below her.
"I wish the couch was back to normal." She paused "and by normal I mean a little bigger and comfier than it was!"
She watched as the couch magically put itself back together and began to re-grow to its original size, before getting slightly larger, and what looked to be more cushiony.
Rebecca smiled "If I can make the couch bigger, I wonder what else could grow..." she said to herself with a devious look in her eyes.
Rebecca walked back upstairs to the bedroom where I was still sleeping. She looked at me, but only briefly as she said "Lets get a nice big mirror in here." as she waved the wand around, an elegant trifold mirror appearing on the wall in front of her.
"Perfect!" she shouted out. I moved around a bit, probably hearing her exclaim in my sleep. Rebecca looked back to me, as I just re-positioned, going back into a quiet sleep. She put her hand over her mouth, only moving it a second later to say "Oops, don't wanna wake Erika..."
"Ok. Where were we?" she spoke to herself. "Right! Myself." Rebecca looked at herself in the mirror. The person that looked back was a 5'5", 21 year old, thin woman. She had wavy, shoulder length, black hair which she often put up into a small ponytail, but had down today. She had small a-cups, nothing much to speak of, with a bit of a bubble butt down below. She wore a cyan tank top, no bra underneath, and a pair of jeans. She left her shoes at the door, but still wore a pair of socks. She hadn't weighed herself recently but estimated she weighed around 105 or 110.
As she examined herself in the mirror, her eyes narrowed in on her breasts, again nothing ever big enough to flaunt around town. She looked back to me, specifically my large E-cups. Everyone always looks to them first. She narrowed her eyes and said "Alrighty work your magic" looking down at the wand then back to her breasts.
"I wish I had breasts slightly bigger than Erika's!" she spoke to the wand, waving it around, ending with a flick towards her breasts.
She looked down, expecting the change to happen immediately. But nothing seemed different. She waited a few seconds more, but still nothing. She looked at the wand. "Hey, what gives?" She waved it around, and waited a few more seconds. Still nothing. "Does it not work when specifying someone else? Fine, I wish my breasts were bigger." she spoke.
She waited a few moments more. Nothing. By now, it had been a full minute since she had stated she wanted to be bigger than me. That's when it happened. Rebecca felt a warmth growing in her chest. She looked down and noticed her nipples poking into the fabric of her tank top. Confused she felt her breasts with her free hand, an immediate spike of pleasure pushed through her body.
"Oooooh" she let out a moan. "Wh-what's going on?" she asked to herself, still trying to keep quiet as I was asleep not 7 feet away.
The heat in her chest began to burn hotter. Rebecca began to feel pleasure in her breasts, even when her hand wasn't touching them, just the fabric of her shirt ignited the best feeling.
I turned in my sleep again, to which Rebecca looked back at me. I had only turned, as she let out a relieving breath. As she turned back to the mirror she saw it, her shirt becoming taut against her breasts. They were growing larger.
"It works!" She said to herself in a hushed tone. She was expecting a slow drawn out growth. As she got herself ready for what was to come, a large warmth once again spread across her chest, pleasure coming from every stretch of fabric. She looked down, blushing and curious as to why another heat spread.
*BWOMP*
Her chest shot forward, her breasts pushed out against her small tank top, stretching the fabric further and further. The feel of the moving fabric unimaginable to anything she had felt before. The shirt pulled up on from her torso, looking more in-between a tank top and a crop top now. A large gasp escaped her mouth, as the fabric continued to strain, the growth not stopping, just slowing. Her nipples, minutes ago small points in her shirt, now trying to push through the shirt, felt an ecstatic pleasure. She grabbed them and rubbed.
"Holy sh-shit they're almost as big as Erika's!" she said out loud, basically not afraid of waking me now. "N-n-not much mo- more and I'll be bigger than her" she exclaimed.
Little did Rebecca know, the wand worked on what you might call a queue. Her first wish was to have breasts slightly bigger than mine, but her second wish was to have bigger breasts.
As the growing slowed to a halt, Rebecca stood there in front of the mirror, holding breasts slightly bigger than my own. Her tank top stretched but not ripped, and a bright red face, which started to lose its red.
"That... was... amazing..." She heaved out. She examined the wand. "With you I could make myself any way I wanted!"
Pleased with herself, she set the wand back next to me on the bed, before she went back to the mirror to pose. About a minute through posing in front of the mirror, a new warmth began to grow in her chest. Rebecca looked down at her chest, confused she pushed them up a little, only to be met with a spike of pleasure at every inch her hands touched.
"OOOOOOoooooOoOOOOooooo MY GOD." She yelled out, her now large breasts, not only more sensitive than when they were small, but the sensation growing. I turned over again, this time slowly waking up.
Rebecca, fell to her knees, quickly dropping her breasts to try and contain herself. As the large things fell and landed against her chest with a bounce, every small bounce sent her into a state of bliss. This time a new feeling met her body. "Wh-what the?" she said as it felt like a pressure was building up in her chest. Unbeknownst to Rebecca her breasts began slowly inching out again, growing larger.
To Rebecca all she felt was heat, and a pressure build up in her chest. As she looked back in the mirror, she noticed a small tear forming at the center or her "tank top". "Am... Am I growing again??" she asked herself, a slight panic in her voice. "W-w-w-wait! No more, it's already so much to feel, to look at, to-" As she stopped talking her breasts, rapidly pushed out!
The small tear in her tank top, quickly ripped into a larger hole, giving a peak of her cleavage. Rebecca let out a loud moan.
I slowly sat up, eyes blinking to try and regain vision, but I swore I heard my friend Rebecca in the room. "Rebecca? Is that you?" I asked out rubbing my eyes until clarity came into view. And how clear it was. I saw my once small breasted friend, sitting on the floor, looking at herself in a mirror with breasts the size of watermelons! "What the fuck! Rebecca what's going on?!" I yelled out.
"W-w-wand, and biger breaaaa- breaaass- breasts!" she panted out.
Rebecca's breasts kept pushing out, the fabric of the tank top no longer pulling up, but instead tearing a part at the center of her boobs. Her nipples growing larger, and her breasts pushed out of her shirt entirely, now sitting fully exposed on her chest.
"You used the wand?!" I asked as her breasts, now noticeably larger than min, slowed down in growth.
Rebecca panting on the ground, slowly gathered her thoughts. Taking a deep breath, and standing herself up, she turned my way. "..." she looked at me, then down to her breasts, then back at me. "Maybe..."
"Obviously not maybe!" I gestured to her chest. I looked around me and saw the wand, which I quickly picked up.
"Looks like we've got a bit to talk about. Want me to change you back?" I asked her.
"No! I like this, look at how big they are!" She quickly said, looking down to her chest, before pushing her breasts up, her hands sinking into the underside of her boobs.
"Alright. Well, I see you've found the wand. Here's what I know." As she sat down on the bed, still no shirt, and I explained what I'd known so far. Rebecca seemed to only half pay attention, as she mainly was playing with her boobs, picking them up, and letting them fall to her chest.
As I finished I asked "So now what? Well first, I wish you had a shirt on." I said as I waved the wand around. Instantly a t-shirt poofed onto her body, although it was definitely a tight fit, her nipples poking into the fabric.
"We're in a new town, new house, new chapter of our lives. What do you want to do? We could stay here, or I saw a cute coffee shop on my way in, maybe shopping?" I said looking to Rebecca for a reply.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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