The dictaphone

"Seriously hot". The words were spinning in Angie's mind, unable to think about anything else but what the boys just had said. Was Liz hot just because of those ? Of course not but... looked like the boys were focusing on this part.

Looking at Lucy next to her, eyes in the blue, she compared her own body with her best friend's. It's strange to be bigger than her after all those years but... in a way, I guess I'm really enjoying this. Still, I should I do this ? She was thinking about it when, suddenly, one of the boy in the seats in front of her said "D-cups man, any girl with those can have anyone in the blink of an eye !". That was enough to convince her : she should go bigger. Just a little bit of course, not too much...

The dictaphone in her hand, she recorded "I grew up years ago, but my breasts continued to grow slowly until months ago, when I hit the D-cup range" and a bit embarrassed by what she had just said, she expected the changes. And sure they went : following the usual sound, she felt her already pretty decent sized breasts enlarging. This time, the sensation was so good that she felt aroused. Looking down, she saw her baggy shirt slowly filling up, as instead of tear-shaped breasts, she was now packing round fruits. Her bra enlarged along, and Angie thought about how, now, she was one of the "busty girls". Not just average or nice-busted. In a discreet move, she lifted them a little bit, and felt how her bra was sliding under her round orbs, ready to free them whenever she wanted. She couldn't wait to have an opportunity to get naked and look directly at them. But right now, they were already feeling so... nice. Soft. Waiting for hands to...

Wow wow wow ! What's happening, that's really not like you, Angie Marsh ! she thought, noticing how her arousing body had revealed some thoughts she wasn't used to have.

Turning on her left, she saw Lucy. Now, the girl wasn't looking average next to her. She was looking... small. And in her hand, Angie still had her picture from last summer : back then, she wasn't sporting the D-cups she now had,but was visibly a little overflowing her bikini top. God, I'm so sexy ! she thought, smiling I guess I now have a body able to make boys drool at will... and right she was as, in the seats of the other side of the bus, she caught a geek trying to catch glances of her new breasts. Angie didn't say a single thing and pretended to be unaware of his gaze, as for the first time, a boy was looking at her with dirty thoughts.

"Of course" suddenly said one of the boys chatting with his friends "But you should see one of my older sister's friends : she must be a double D at least ! Come on, she bounces with every step, that's kind of hypnotic ! Hard to look away whenever she's entering somewhere"

This triggered something in Angie's mind, and again, she wondered why she was even thinking about it : she was already big ! She didn't need to grow more but... looking at the dictaphone, she still had doubts. She could be... more. The boys talking like that about what was making them crazy... and the sensation while she was growing, better each time... her mind was slowly going less reasonable, and more... eager to grow to become "more" than the others after years of people laughing about her.