Your Bust will be mine! (Alternate #1)

“Hold still, dear,” Judy told her daughter, “It’ll be easier to take your measurements for this dress if you don’t move so much.” And easier to steal your tits, your big beautiful boobs that you love so much. It’s not fair that you’re bigger than me. But thanks to this enchanted measuring tape that will all change very soon.

“I’m not moving at all, ma,” Lilith replied, holding her arms up so her mother could move the tape up to take her bust measurements. She had to have her mom make her clothes because of how busty she was- at 19, Lilith’s chest supported breasts nearly the size of basketballs. She learned to accept them in time, despite the teasing from girls and the stares from the boys, but sometimes she wished they were smaller. If only these were, I don’t know, SOMEWHERE close to normal-sized, maybe I’d actually believe boys wanted to take me on dates for more than just copping a feel of these boobs.

“Last one here, just have to take your bust,” Judith said, smiling at the double meaning of that statement. She moved the tape up to circle her daughter’s huge breasts and slowly pulling the tape tighter, transferring her daughter’s massive mammaries to her. Judith’s breasts started to tingle as she stole her daughter’s breast size. She looked down and grinned as she could see her own breasts, previously D-cups, growing larger in her snap-buttoned top.

Lilith didn’t notice anything unusual as her boobs dwindled slowly in her men’s double-XL t-shirt.

Don’t worry, hun, I don’t want to leave you completely flat. But it’s rude to be bustier than your mother. Judith basked in the feelings of her breasts swelling. She had been a young mother, bringing Lilith into the world when she was only 18, and her own breasts still had their own perkiness about them.

The buttons on Judith’s shirt began to strain as her bust approached cantaloupe sized. Her nipples grew with her tits, and the fingertip-sized nubs began to noticeably push into the fabric of her shirt.

*Snap! * The first button came undone, a gasp escaping Judith that she tried her best to suppress so Lilith wouldn’t think anything was going on.

“Mom? What’s taking so long?” Her mom taking her measurements never took this long.

“Sorry, dear, just can’t seem to get this one right. I’ll get it soon, don’t worry,” Judith responded, slowly pulling the tape tighter and tighter. I’m gonna leave you a G cup, Lilith, so don’t worry, you’ll still be plenty busty, but I’ll be so huge…

Her breasts were already getting huge, her nearly volleyball-sized boobs straining the next button of her top.

*Snap! * The surprise made Judith jump, her arms pulling the measuring tape much tighter more quickly than she wanted to. The nest two buttons snapped open as well, displaying nearly a foot of Judith’s cleavage. Her wine cork nipples were nearly out of her shirt as they pushed into the tight material.

I need to be more careful… How is Lilith not noticing her tits shrinking so much?

Lilith still hadn’t noticed that her previously basketball breasts were now J cups.

Well she didn’t notice that huge jump before, Judith thought, the hell with it, I’ll just take the rest now.

She pulled the tape to read that Lilith was a G cup.

*Snap! * Judith’s shirt popped all the way open, her huge, torso-covering tits bounding out into the space made available to them. The sensitivity of her breasts had grown with them, so much so she nearly climaxed as she burst out of her shirt. They weren’t as large as her daughters had been, but Judith now definitely exceeded her daughter in the bust department. Her tits now reached below her navel, the outermost edges of them surpassing her hips. Judith’s nipples, now nearly a foot away from her chest, resembled shot glasses, the hard nubs standing straight in Judith’s excitement of busting out of her shirt.

“All done, Lil,” Judith said, “Quite a bit smaller than last time, it seems.”

Smaller? What? Lilith thought, bring her hands to her chest. “Oh my god,” she exclaimed, “These are so small!”

“I didn’t think you de- “Lilith embraced her mother.

“Thank you, mom, thank you,” she said, “I don’t know how you did it, but I’m so glad to be smaller.”

Judith was shocked. “Wait- really?”

“Yeah, totally, I mean, having huge boobs is okay, but I always felt like people thought I was just a girl attached to the biggest pair of tits they’d ever seen. Like my boobs were more important than me. Now, I’m still really busty, but it’s manageable. Now put a shirt on, ma, I really don’t want to see your boobs anymore.”