Samantha was bored again. Every so often there would be times when she wasn’t satisfied with video games or even ‘people’. She shudders at the thought of social interaction and goes back to finding something to do.
Rummaging through her storage shed for something to do she remembers she could use the internet’s certain “hubs” for entertainment, but that would be returning to the “normal” thing she did when she was left alone this long.
Her internet history if it wasn’t constantly deleted would be filled with B.E., vore, and other things of that nature when she was looking for “something to do”. She was about as flat as they come and always desired more. Her mother and grandmother we’re both at least ddd’s but they always said she would catch up one day. She’s in her twenty’s now but no closer to her dream.
The stuff in the shed was mostly her mother’s and her mother got it from her mother and so on. Most of this stuff wasn’t new to Samantha since it was her mother’s and was able to be in here before. So when she found a wardrobe with a bra she had never seen she had to try it on. It was very plain and seemed a little bit big for her. She could stuff it with something. Wait. What? The cups in the bra were a perfect fit?! This couldn’t be her mother’s or grandmother’s because it was so… flat. She look closely at the bra trying to figure out who’s it could have been or why it fits even though it looked too big before she put it on. She found a small attachment on the side when she took a closer look. It would fit perfectly on a hose.
She went outside to the hose and screwed it on. When she turned on the water her chest was istantly freezing cold. The bra was filling with water getting bigger and bigger. Growing from nothing to about the size of oranges and making their way to grapefruit. The feeling was so strangly pleasing, tingly, and just so good. She groped herself and played with herself and she lost track of time. When she finally snaped out of it she was bigger than any watermelon she’d ever seen. She reach over to the spigot and turned it off. There was no way she could move with her bra this big so she reach back and unhooked the bra. Only when the bra fell off her chest stayed the same size. She couldn’t move. She hooked the bra on her chest again and unscrewed the hose. First thing to do was figure out how to get the water out of her. She looked at the hole the water went in but it looked like it was one way only. She felt around the bra until she came to small nubs where her nipples were. When she squeezed them streams of water shot in the air and the feeling of ectecy was imessurable. Her pumping motion was slow at first getting faster and faster until she passed out.
When Samantha woke up to the sound of birds in the early morning light she opened her eyes. Her breasts we’re still bigger than her head. She got up and stumbled inside. Her center of balance was so off she couldn’t walk without a wall to lean on. When she got to the bathroom she to the bra off and look in the mirror. She was as big as she had always wanted and she smiled. But she felt the need to do it again. Shrink down and grow till she can’t walk. It was such a rush. The feeling of pleasure and a little bit of danger with her ability to walk. Her blood was pumping rapidly just at the thought. Although she couldn’t dwell for now. She does have a life get to. But for now the breasts would have to go. Growing those in one night would raise some suspision.
I offered to post this for first-time writer @beinflation and I really like it! It’s part 1 of a work in progress so there should be more coming soon! Keep on the lookout for it
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