Love Grows

tierynbe:

February 20, 2015
Lora’s heart fluttered in her chest as Steve walked with her to here front door. They turned to face each other and she looked up into his eyes. This was a great first date, she thought, now finish it properly and kiss me, you fool.

Steve must face been thinking the same thing, and he leaned down to kiss her goodbye. Lora’s chest flutters intensified as their lips made contact. A swirl of invisible magic surrounded her as the affection he showed affected her, a warmth covering her. Lora’s breasts grew ever so slightly larger with their display, her B cups edging slightly fuller in her bra. Not enough to be noticeable by anyone, not even Lora. The new couple said their goodbyes and Steve turned to go. Lora quickly shuffled inside, arms tightly folded over her chest.

April 14, 2015
Lora rushed to get ready for her date with Steve. They had been going steady for nearly two months now, and every date had been as great as the last. She hurried to get dressed, pulling her underwear on then slipping into her D cup bra. Is it normal to grow two cup sizes in two months? she wondered. I guess I’m just a late bloomer… big boobs aren’t as bad as I thought they would be. Lora pulled on tight jeans and a t-shirt.

Lora quickly pulled her hooded sweatshirt on over her head when she heard the doorbell ring. That must be Steve, she thought dreamily. At twenty-one, Lora’s first boyfriend ever had been like hitting the jackpot. He was everything she thought a boyfriend should be: caring, funny, handsome… and a great date-planner. She floated down the stairs and opened the door after putting her shoes on. “Hey,” she said when she saw him. “Where are we headed tonight?”

“I was thinking we could kill some time at the boardwalk before getting food somewhere. Nothing too extreme,” he replied, smiling.

The entire date was like a blur for Lora. She mostly just remembered being happy with Steve. Before they left for the night, Lora tried one of the boardwalk games–the kind that are always designed for you to lose–hoping to win a cute stuffed animal. This particular game you had to toss a plastic ring onto the neck of a bottle- but they were arranged so that the space between any adjacent bottles was just a little bigger than the ring, so if it didn’t land just right, it wouldn’t fall onto a single one. After trying a few times and not winning, she pouted and looked up at Steve. “I’ll get it for you, babe, don’t you worry.”

On the first try, Steve got it. Dumb luck, most would call it. The boardwalk employee handed the prize to Steve, who handed it to Lora. They smiled at each other, and Lora felt a little warmer despite the chilly wind coming off the ocean. Unknown to either of them, again, her breasts swelled just the smallest amount.

On their walk back to the car, the starry eyed couple had their next milestone. Steve held her hand tightly in his as they walked, and he said those three words that made Lora’s heart flutter. “I love you.”

Lora smiled from ear to ear as the warmth enveloped her, stronger this time. “I love you too,” she said as her chest bulged, her bra becoming noticeably tight. Her sensitive nipples now rubbed against the cups with each step, the nubs stiffening as she walked. Lora shuddered from the feeling.

August 3rd, 2015
Lora was ecstatic- today was another day to spend in the warm summer sun with her love. She and Steve were going to one of her friend’s houses for a barbecue. Her friend had a pool, so Lora dressed in a bikini underneath her tank top and shorts. Well, tried to, at least. Lora was a little embarrassed that her boobs–now measuring in at a G cup–were huge, barely contained by the largest top she could find. I hope I’m not making a mistake in choosing a bikini over a one piece… but one pieces are for old people!

Lora looked in the mirror again, making sure her nipples weren’t pushing through the fabric. She had tried her best, but bikini tops just weren’t designed to deal with dimensions like hers. Sighing, she accepted that they would be noticeable if anyone really wanted to look for them, as rude as that would be. She pulled her tank over her head, doing her best to ignore how much her boobs bounced. Steve was waiting outside in the car, she knew. Lora headed out the door into the summer heat, excited to see her friends, if not as much to go swimming.

Lora spent a lot of the beginning of the party by the food, too nervous to expose herself in her bikini. Her friend Jackie- the host- sat down next to her.

“What’s up, girl? You’re usually all about swimming. I haven’t seen you go in once today.”

Lora looked around nervously before whispering back. “I just feel kinda nervous because of… you know” she glanced furtively down at her breasts. “I’m afraid I might pop out or something.”

Jackie smiled reassuringly before whispering back. “Just take it slow. No one’s going to try to make the girls come out on purpose.”

Lora sighed, trying to gather her willpower. “You’re right,” she said, standing up. She shimmied her shorts off, folding her arms over her boobs to stop them from jiggling. Next, she pulled her top off, gaining the attention of everyone at the party. She blushed before stepping gently over to the stairs leading into the pool. She was getting nervous again until she realized Steve had moved closer to the stairs. He was looking directly at her, encouragement in his eyes. Sticking her toes in, Lora discovered the water was cold, but she only felt warm from knowing Steve was there for her.

Even though she didn’t feel the cold, Lora’s body still reacted to it. Goosebumps formed on her skin and her nipples hardened- exactly what she was afraid of. She didn’t look down at them, trying to not bring any more attention to them. She felt Steve take her hand and felt reassured, the warmth in her body strengthening. Her breasts plumped slightly, pushing more into her bikini.

Lora took a deep breath and calmed down. She decided to hang out by one of the walls if the pool, just wanting to cool off a little. Steve floated by periodically, whenever she had that nervous look to her face. The cool water and the warmth she felt from being doted on conflicted, keeping her the exact right temperature she wanted. The water she stood in came up to the bottom of her boobs, making them float slightly, keeping her unaware of their increasing weight.

Lora started to feel pruney after an hour, so she walked back towards the stairs. As she rose out of the water, her breasts settled back down, and Lora’s worst fear was realized. Her bigger breasts slipped out if her bikini top, her nipples now fully on display. She screamed before her hands flew up to cover herself. She ran back to where her towel was, still holding her boobs as they bounced. Lora quickly wrapped herself in her towel, covering herself from armpit to knee. Confident in her towel, Lora marched inside, tears welling in her eyes.

Steve found her sitting in the living room, quietly crying. He sat next to her, reaching an arm around her. “Hey Lora, babe, what’s going on? Why are you crying?”

“I popped out of my top, I’m sure everyone saw me, who wouldn’t notice the dumb girl with huge tits trying to wear a bikini? It was a stupid idea from the start, we shouldn’t even have come here, please just take me home.”

He gently kissed her on the cheek and brushed the tears from her face. “Of course, Lora, I’ll get the rest of your things. You just head over to the car. I’ll tell everyone you’re not feeling well.”

Lora stood, the warmth not leaving her. She was leaning against the car door when Steve walked out of the backyard. They drove home in silence, Lora staring out the window the entire time, although she never let go of Steve’s right hand. When they arrived back at Lora’s house, she finally spoke. “Thanks for listening to me, hun. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, babe. And you weren’t being dumb going to the party, no one could blame you for wanting to spend time with your friends.” They quickly kissed before stepping out of the car. As they walked inside, they dropped their stuff by the door, but Lora didn’t let go of his hand. She started pulling him up the stairs.

“Come with me, Steve. I just have to get changed,” she said, smiling deviously. She had yet to be naked in front of him… or anyone, for that matter. She led him up the stairs to her room. Once inside, she dropped her towel and gasped sharply when she looked at herself. She was used to an image of herself with big tits- but not this big. Since she had last seen them, Lora’s boobs had blown up way larger than that morning. She estimated they were the same size as her head, completely exposed. Her useless bikini top now rested on top of her jaw dropping breasts.

“There is no way- no way– my boobs were this big when we left this morning.” She turned to face Steve, who could feel himself getting hard despite the compassion he felt for Lora.

“Oh my god,” he said, astounded. “How could this happen? Are you okay?” She felt the heat again. This time, her breasts grew a noticeable amount.

Lora’s mind was going a mile a minute. “I have no idea! I thought I was just a late bloomer since I started growing last February, but with how much bigger they are now… I just don’t know.”

“Wait,” he said. “You started growing in February?”

“Yeah, what does that matter, though?”

“We started dating in February.”

“You’re saying… this has something to do with us?”

“I’m just guessing, really. I just wasn’t to figure this out to help you.” Lora felt the heat again, her breasts growing again, growing larger than her head, her big nipples following suit.

“Wait… say something comforting again.”

“Alright… I love you babe, I want to make sure you’re okay.” They both noticed her breasts grow. “Do they… do you… get bigger when I do something to comfort you?”

“I think that’s it…” Lora looked down at her figure then back up at Steve, a gleam in her eye. She sauntered over to him, pulling her bikini top off. Straddling him, she smiled wickedly. “Go ahead, Steve,” she purred. “Comfort me.”

“I… what?”

“You heard me, mister. I want to be bigger, and you have the power to do that. So make me bigger, dammit.”

“I love you more than anything, babe,” he said before he kissed her cheek, showering her with kisses until he reached her neck. Lora was overcome with heat, melting into putty in his arms.

“Oh, Steve, I can feel them getting bigger, I’m growing so huge!” He twisted so Lora was on her back in bed, her huge and growing tits covering her torso and filling the space between them. They slowly expanded with every kiss, every whispered love. Her boobs passed volleyballs, the nubs capping them growing obscenely large. Steve continued his ministrations to her enjoyment; she would scold him if he stopped.

Soon enough, her breasts were pushing them apart, and his kisses moved from Lora’s neck down to her chest, to the top of her cleavage, down to the swell of her boobs, coming close to her nipples. Steve felt her breasts push against his lips as he kissed her pliant flesh. Her boobs began to squish up against his thighs and chest as he kneeled over her. They were wider than her hips now, the largest breasts by far that Steve or Lora had ever contemplated.

His hands held her hips as his lips found one of her nipples. Lora felt overwhelmingly that Steve was the one for her when she felt him kiss and then gently nibble on her. She didn’t need Steve to be around for him to comfort her- but god damn did it feel good to have him around. As she realized this, her breasts stopped swelling, having now reached an otherworldly huge size.

Steve sat up for the first time in minutes, eyes locked on hers. “I hope you don’t mind big,” she joked. “I think they stopped growing.”

“Bummer,” he quipped. Lora lightly, jokingly, slapped him on the arm.

“I think I’m quite big enough, mister.”

“I think your bikini days are over.”

She shrugged, her massive beasts shaking. “Could be worse. Now get off me, I want to see how big these things are.” Steve did as he was told, and helped her up as she adjusted to the monumental weight added to her figure. Standing in front of the mirror, she gasped. “God damn,” she said. “These are massive.”

Indeed, her breasts obscured her from chest to leg, from beyond one forearm past the other. They reached just below her hips, still the same complexion as before these past few months, when she was still a realistic B cup. Turning sideways, Lora was amazed to see her boobs protecting in front of her over a foot, her puffy nipples almost out of her reach. The big pink nubs were like her thumb from the last joint to the tip, but thicker, nearly an inch wide.

Steve walked beside her and reached forward for a nipple, giving it a firm squeeze. She jumped from the sensation. She turned, pushing her tits into him. “Don’t think you’re getting out of this so easily,” she said, as she smiled and pulled him towards the bed.