The dictaphone

The bell rang, indicating the end of the school day. Vanessa didn't care : she was just parading all around, and for once in her life, she was okay with staying at school a bit more than necessary. It was too fun to stop. What she didn't know is that it gave the opportunity for Amber to quickly get out of the school before Vanessa discovered the disappearance of the dictaphone and locked out the school. Along with hundreds of students, Amber got out of school, not even caring about Eden. After all, the girl was right : the less she knew, the less she could tell.

To make sure that no one would find her with the dictaphone, she decided to take another route to go home. It was only a few more minutes, but no one would think about searching her there. Once she was far enough from school, she took the precious device from her backpack and smiled, ready to discover what Vanessa had been recording in. She pressed the play button, and was quite confused, as she heard :

The truth is : Eden has breasts twice as big as mine !

What ? What nonsense was this ? Why would she say this ? Amber couldn't even remember Vanessa saying this, even if she could clearly hear herself laughing with Eden in the background. It sounded like in the bathroom this morning. Weird. Okay, next record.

Eden is a small B-cup, as she used to be

Okay, what was wrong with Vanessa and Eden's breasts ? Did she have some kind of fetish on her ? Of course Eden was a B cup, and maybe not on the big side of a B cup either, but still, why record this ? God, Vanessa was as big as she was weird, sometimes. Amber was a bit jealous, still : why was Vanessa speaking only about Eden ? Didn't she think about her, sometimes ? Whatever. Next record.

"My breasts are more than twice the size of an F-cup"

Vanessa... okay, stealing this dictaphone was a good idea on the paper : there was indeed uncommon stuff in. But why only not exploitable one ? Of course she was more than twice the size of an F-cup ! She had always been ! But she needed to boast and record it for her glory, probably. Vanessa suspected her to want to listen it at night just to dream about herself. Such an egocentric bitch. Next.

"I'm super tall and super strong, so I don't have problems with my breasts... or almost anything physical, in fact."

Dammit ! Okay, this was too much. Why record this ? This was worthless. Just one more way to record her glory. Amber sighed. And try to go to the next record. But there wasn't anything more. No way ! All this for that ? She looked around. Vanessa had probably found that something was missing, now. Or probably not, considering how much fun she was having torturing people. Still, the dictaphone was of no use, now. And if she was surprised with it, she was in big trouble. She had to dispose of it. She was walking next to the river, and she could throw it in the water to make sure no one would find it or... wait ! She smiled. She could drop it in a bush. If someone was to find it, it was okay, and he could be accused of stealing it, so no one would bother searching for Amber. Accusing an innocent wasn't nice, but there was almost no chance for him to be caught. Plus, even if he was caught, if it was this or being in trouble with Vanessa... Amber preferred someone else. At least, she could record in one last record to have her little revenge on Vanessa.

She took a voice sounding like Vanessa. No one would recognize her. And it would just make the present funnier for anyone finding it. She recorded :

"Blablabla... to make it simple, I'm just a girl who can't stop growing bigger and better where it counts !"

She pressed stop. And listened to it : yup, it was sounding as sarcastic as she wanted to. Still, she felt a tingling all over her body... weird. She quickly threw the device, and the thing landed in some bushes near the river. Now that it was done, she went home through deserted streets, still making sure than no one would see her. And once home, she was glad : mission complete ! Even if the results weren't as good as hoped, but hey, at least, she tried. Amber quickly went to do her homework, so she could have time for herself in the evening, and finished when her parents came home and called for dinner. She joined them quickly. Her mother was a nice woman, as tall and curvy as her daughter was, meaning, average but still nice, while her father was a bit taller, at 5'9.

While eating, Amber felt... weird. Am I sick ? she thought. Her clothes were feeling tight and she felt like her chair wasn't as comfortable as it was supposed to be. Amber then realized something : whatever she was doing, the table was always looking... farther. Wait, what was happening ?! She looked under her table and noticed that her pants were a lot smaller than she remembered. And she clearly saw her legs stretching ! WHAT ?!

"Mom, dad, I don't feel really well, may I go to my bedroom please ?" she asked and as she did, she ran away.

"And please take off your shoes !" asked her mother as she saw her running away.

The problem was : she wasn't in her shoes. She locked herself in her bedroom only to find herself against her door, facing the big mirror she used to train herself, and see herself growing even higher.

"No, no, no, stop !" she whispered to her body, but it had a mind of its own and wanted to grow some more unnecessary inches. Eventually, the weird feeling stopped, and a button of her shirt flew to confirm it, ricocheting in the bedroom. Looking down, Amber saw two breasts between a C and a D cup bulging out of her stretched B cups. She patted them to make sure they were real. And sure, they were and feeling... good ? If she wasn't this freaked out, she would have played with them right on the spot. She measured herself thanks to the old tape on her wall : 5'11 ! She was still 5'6 this morning ! She ran to her computer, searching for an explanation to this growth, but there was none. 5 inches and two cups size in a few minutes weren't supposed to happen. She also had gained some ass and hips, and now, dressing would be kind of... difficult with her current clothes. Well, all of this was unreal. In fact, there was only one person on Earth who grew so much within a few instants and it was...

"Vanessa ?" said Amber out loud. It couldn't be a coincidence ! Did she have the same disease than her making her grow more than she was supposed to, and it was only activating ? But why now ? Maybe the virus was on the voice recorded she... wait... WAIT ! Amber ran back to her computer and searched for anything related to voice recorder and weird changes. And to her shock, she found quite a few stories about people having devices making whatever written or recorded in coming true. Which means... she had said she was a girl always growing bigger and better ! Just by thinking about it, Amber felt like she was also a bit smarter. This was cool, but freaky too ! But it meant it would never stop ! God, she had to find this device again ! But she couldn't go out without clothes... okay, okay, no panic needed. She knew what to do.

Somewhere else, Eden's phone rang.

"Hey Amber ! How ar...
- Eden, it's an emergency. Do you have the old clothes your cousin left at your home during the last holiday ?
- The girl playing basketball ? Sure ! Those things are freaking big, no one in my house could have any use of them.
- Please, bring them tonight at my home !
- What ? But...
- No question ! Wait for the night, come quietly, and knock at my window. My parent's can't know.
- I...
- Just bring in the clothes ! Okay ?
- Uh... okay then."

But Amber had already stopped the call. Eden frowned. She prepared her bike, found the clothes made for a thin 6'2 girl, packed them and waited for the night, wondering what was wrong with Amber...