Becky laughed in a deepened, bellowing voice as she took in her new figure. "So big! So much ass! So much tit!" She giggled, still in a euphoric haze, rubbing her huge butt gleefully, "So this is what Nicole feels in back all the time!...Still not as good as having enormous boobs, but...why choose when you can have both?"
Looking past where her engorged bust had collapsed the townhouse roof, she spied the crates, and the labels thereon. "Ah, so this is how Nicole did it..." She chuckled, looking to the still unconscious seven footer collapsed on the lawn. "Well, Sleeping Butty won't mind if I...sample a bit more until she wakes up.." Becky sat down on the lawn with a terrific jostle of flesh, and reached down in to the roofless house cracking open a EnBiggen Bust crate, and retrieving, daintily, a pill bottle.
"Bigger is better," she said, and poured over a third of the bottle into her hand, and hungrily downed them with an exaggerated, cute gulp. The effects were immediate, her mammoth 60 foot bust reddened, gurgled. And surged. The wave of pleasure knocked Becky onto her back with a huge moan as her tits burbled and filled bigger and bigger. "Grow, my babies, grow for mama, I want huge, monster boobs!" 80 feet of cleavage, 90, 100. And still larger, fatter and heavier, until they were each bigger than she was. Becky had always been boob-obsessed; more was better, like Nicole, she'd tried everything to make her big bust even larger, and nothing worked; but now she was truely a tit goddess.
She groaned in pleasure, standing back up with ease despite her outrageously oversized bust obscuring everything directly below her chin, the sweat slicked orbs impossibly perky, their bottoms hovering just above the ground 120 feet in front of her, where nipples the size of small cars jutted out angrily in the cool night air.
Grinning, Becky thought about what to do next..