If someone were to ask Takashi Komuro if he remembered anything unusual about the day when everything had changed, he would've told them that it had started out just like any other.
No, if you asked Takashi; or any of the male students and faculty of Fujimi Academy, none of them would recall anything special about the day half the women in the world suddenly snapped and went berserk. That being said...
Hindsight is 20/20, and looking back, Takashi would've recognized the symptoms of what eventually came to be known as the Pandora Virus long before that dark day of terror.
"Ah, dammit!" His childhood friend Rei cursed. Takashi looked away, cheeks flushed. A button on Rei's shirt had just popped off, and despite how spontaneously erotic the sight was, he had to remind himself that Rei was not his girlfriend and that he shouldn't be looking at her like that.
"You okay?" He managed to get out after calming down enough that he could look his friend in the eye without risking his eyes dropping below the ponytailed girl's neckline. Rei had exchanged her normal uniform shirt for a plain white button-up, which... had evidently been a bad decision. The brown-haired girl's cheeks were flushed slightly from her minor wardrobe malfunction, and she turned away from him with an embarrassed huff.
"Ugh, I grabbed one of my mom's blouses because I thought it would fit better than my uniform... I swear, I can't believe what's happened to my body over the last two weeks!" Rei grumbled, using a voice just loud enough that Takashi heard her disgruntled whisper. Takashi winced, using every bit of his willpower not to look down at the exposed flash of pink fabric through the gaps in the buttons of Rei's shirt.
He couldn't blame her for being irritated; and in any other circumstance he would've been worried about her getting a uniform infraction, but right now... it just seemed like a moot point. Rei was far from the only girl at Fujimi Academy who had come to school within the last week wearing non-uniform clothes.
The reason for that was something that had the school's rumor mill abuzz, and pretty much every male, regardless of whether they were student or faculty was rejoicing.
Takashi didn't know if was a blessing from God, Buddha, or some other deity, or if was some work of science and not a divine miracle, but... in the last three weeks, it seemed as if two-thirds of the school's female population had suddenly decided that they were collectively going to see who could go up the highest number of cup-sizes.
Case in point; his friend Rei, who was already a well-endowed girl, had gone up what had to be at least two full cup-sizes. Takashi was by no means an expert into how bra sizes worked, but he'd heard enough of Rei's grumbles over the last two weeks to know that she was understandably frustrated at having to adjust her wardrobe so many times in such a short span.
That wasn't the only thing that was odd, however.
Competitive eating had never really been a big thing, not at Fujimi Academy. But for the life of Takashi... He could've sworn that at least half of the school's female population had spent the last two weeks as if they had been training for some world-championship level competitive eating competition!
The school's cafeteria was all but ransacked by the end of each lunch period, and in the past few days, the situation had escalated to the point where some girls were breaking into fistfights over who got the last serving available.
It had been a crazy couple of weeks, but despite that, nothing could've prepared Takashi for what was to come.
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"Ugh... Why... me..." Saya Takagi groaned, slumping back on the infirmary bed she'd all but collapsed on top of.
The last two weeks had been some of the worst in her life. Sure, she secretly didn't mind going up three bra sizes in two weeks- her family had more than enough money for her to make a sudden, frantic wardrobe overhaul. But the attention she was getting from the boys was unbearable! And worst of all, if the attention from those pervs wasn't bad enough, she'd gone and made a total fool of herself today! After totally pigging out during lunch- which was something she'd been doing distressingly often of late; she'd been so stuffed that she'd needed to lean on that gross, fat otaku just to hobble to the infirmary without collapsing in the halls!
The pink-haired girl let out another moan of distress as her distended belly rumbled angrily. Why, oh why had she continued eating so long after being full? It was as if her brain couldn't comprehend the fact that she'd had enough, even when her stomach had been practically begging her to stop cramming food into it!
Placing one hand on the turgid surface of her tummy, Saya whimpered unhappily. God, if that otaku had noticed the fact that her stomach was big enough that her already tight shirt was riding up slightly, she would've died of shame! At least her stomach's still rather minor distension was firmly in the 'food baby' territory. It was physically impossible for a girl to eat so much at once that she swelled up to the point she looked pregnant, right?
Right???
The stupidest part of this was that as Saya tried to look down in annoyance at her bloated belly, she was forced to concede the fact that she couldn't see her stomach! Her boobs had swollen up enough that they blocked her view of pretty much her entire lower half! She could only see the tips of her toes beyond the plump hills of her chest, and that was...
Concerning.
On one hand, Saya was proud of her body, and going up three cup-sizes in two weeks was something she would've loved to flaunt... if it hadn't come with the fact that A) her chest had been sore as hell over the last few weeks, B) she'd snapped so many bras and popped so many buttons that she'd lost count, and C) well, this was just plain weird.
Even if Saya ignored the obvious negatives, there was still the simple fact to consider that a girl's breasts shouldn't have been capable of growing so quickly! And that scared the pink-haired genius.
Was there something wrong with her? Was this... was this more than just a silly, nonsensical, perverted thing for the boys to ogle and laugh at? Was there something medically wrong with her?
Saya sighed, letting her head hit the pillow of the bed, and gently rubbed her aching stomach. Going from an F-cup to an I-cup in the space of two weeks was without a doubt both a blessing and a curse. It was slightly better now that she had new clothes (and more importantly, new bras) but it still left the question in her mind of 'how did this happen in the first place?'
The only thing Saya could think of was that her sudden dramatic increase in appetite was the reason her boobs had grown so much- but that old joke 'everything a woman eats goes to her chest' was just that; a joke!
"Oh my, you don't look so good, Takagi-san."
"Ugh... Geez, what gave you that idea?" Saya grumbled, sitting up slightly so that she could look the school's nurse in the eye.
The bodacious woman- now even more stacked than ever, smiled down at her... and for a moment, despite her aches and pains Saya felt a twinge of jealousy at the awe-inspiring sight of the massive mountains jutting out from Shizuka Marikawa's torso.
She wasn't the only lady in the room who had experienced sudden, inexplicable bust growth in the last couple of weeks. And Shizuka Marikawa; who was without a doubt the favorite fantasy of most of the males at Fujimi Academy... well, now she was even more so!
Saya might have been an I-cup now, but in the last two weeks, the (estimated) average cup-size at Fujimi Academy had gone from C-cup to an F-cup, and many other girls like her had been well-endowed prior to this bizarre period of gluttony and growth were sporting similarly swollen chests. Beforehand, the number of girls at Fujimi Academy, faculty included, who were sporting more than a G-cup could be counted on both hands and have fingers to spare.
Now?
Saya would put an estimated guess that out of the boarding school's female population, there were at least a hundred girls rocking a G-cup (or higher, like herself.)
And none of them even compared to the twin goliaths sported by the air-headed nurse. Shizuka Marikawa's massive breasts had been legendary even before all this, but now? The tall blonde's body was approaching territory not seen outside of niche pornography (not that Saya had ever seen or in anyway taken part in such things.)
Shizuka's gigantic, globular mounds had to be even larger than her head, and all Saya's frazzled mind could conjure up at the sight of those mammary monsters was 'is her bra size even in the first half of the alphabet?!'
"Oh no, are you feeling alright, Takagi-san? You look so pale... do you need medicine for your stomach? I know I have some around here," Shizuka stated, turning her back on Saya as she rummaged through one of the shelves behind her.
Saya's eye twitched at the sight of the titanic orbs, visible even when their owner's back was turned, wobbling slightly in her oversized button-up.
"I just sent out my assistant before you got here. If you're feeling well enough, he can probably help you back to class once he returns."
Whatever... It wasn't even 10AM, and Saya was already done with the day.
*Knock* *Knock*
"Oh, someone else? Come in!" It seemed that Shizuka either didn't care, was ignoring, or somehow straight up didn't realize how massive her breasts had become, because the over-endowed blonde just about skipped over to the door of the infirmary.
'Geez, does anything bring her mood down?' Saya wondered as she watched the school nurse open the door to the infirmary.
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Who is it at the door?
1) It's... Hayashi-sensei? Something's wrong; she's bright red and clutching her jacket to her chest.
2) One of the other faculty; they might need Shizuka's medical help- apparently there's a pregnant woman trying to get in through the school gates...
3) It's Kazu, Shizuka's student assistant. Bad news- there's a fight in the cafeteria, and it's getting bloody!
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