Bigger Breasts

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Hyper Inflation Mini Story Collection

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Thank you for stopping by! This is a preview of a collection of five mini stories, focusing on hyper breast growth/inflation. It is available to purchase, worldwide, via Smashwords and Commissio!

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Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1186350

Commissio: https://commiss.io/listings/Al5A

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Trapped in the Bathroom

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"Come on... It'll be fun."

Of course, it was not as if Tia needed all that much encouragement from her dragon partner, the crimson dragoness tall and resplendent at the charity ball in a long, flowing silver dress. Every tiny movement that she made set off the shimmering fabric, catching the light, though she already well enough caught attention at her height of six and a half feet. Her horns were elegantly angled up as if she was about to take someone on and her strong muzzle was forever curled up at the lips in a smirk.

Darionne was gorgeous, but Tia knew that her partner and lover - perhaps mistress too, when it came to the bedroom - thought she was jaw-dropping too. She liked that, loved it, even, though she didn't think she could compare to Darionne with her husky features, even if the curl and bounce to her tail, to be fair to her, was rather pretty. With grey markings and a darker slash across her head, between her eyes, she didn't draw eyes.

But Darionne had other things in mind, leaning into the bathroom stall, the rest of the small bathroom, for the small charity event at a wedding-type venue in the countryside was not as entertaining as they might have thought it to be. Really, they were just there to donate and support a friend, but that didn't mean that dancing and laughing and talking about nothing all that important at all - couldn't get into heavy topics, now, could they? - was going to hold their attention for all that long.

Tia shivered, the dragoness' breath pouring from her jaws, swirling around her in a glittering, purple swathe. The husky anthro could not help shiver, pressed back in the bathroom stall, inhaling deeply.

"Ohhhh..."

The changes began instantly - Tia didn't know why she would ever have thought any different. Darionne's magic was intrinsic to dragons and yet it still seemed to surprise her every time Darionne used it.

Her chest tightened, pushing out more urgently against the front of her dress, though it had been a modest dress, at least before. In a deep, rich navy satin that shimmered and subtly caught the light, it covered her entire pair of breasts while leaving her collarbones tastefully exposed.

The panting husky knew, however, with a tingle of delight, that that was not going to be the truth for very long at all. No... Not at all, not as that very magic fed into her chest, making her breasts swell, even the husky's nipples perking up, showing through the front of the dress. Darionne licked her lips, the dragoness leaning in, tenaciously blocking all means of escape. Not that Tia wanted to escape, however, as her tail flicked back and forth, but knowing that there was nowhere for her to go made it all the more delicious for her...

"Relax, sweetie..."

Tia whimpered, though that was not as easy as she might have liked. Her chest swelled, pushing out over the top of her dress, straining at her bra. There was nothing else she could think about, not as her entire world zeroed in on her chest, the pulse of new flesh rippling into existence, swelling. Her nipples thickened up, becoming even more prominent through the dress, her breasts bulging over the top of it as if it was something that she had picked out for a night on the town, rather than something for a rather conservative charity ball.

But that was just the way Darionne liked her, the dragoness standing back, framed by the bathroom stall door, her grin stretching practically from horn to horn - only as her ears were not really visible amongst her scales. The husky squirmed in place, breasts plumping up more and more, fabric stretching, ripping, popping along the seams.

Her moans rose, but there was no one else there in the bathroom to hear her, not as her tail wagged, breasts swelling, her dress no longer able to contain them. Her bra stretched, ripped already, along the sides of her tits, forced there as her breasts expanded, tingling as they plumped up big and full, as large as her torso and still growing. Yet there was nothing that Tia would have wanted to do about it as electric thrills of true desire coursed through her with every throbbing pulse of magical growth, her dragon partner right there to look after her.

"Oh... Darionne... Too... Too big!"

Her breasts seemed to lunge forward as the grip of her dress cut down under her under bust, the husky panting, staggering upright and darting awkwardly for the bathroom door. But Darionne blocked her cheekily even as the husky's unrestricted breasts inflated, twice the size of her torso and pushing out dangerously far in front of her. They squeezed against the sides of the bathroom stall, which suddenly seemed a lot more restrictive than it had before, squashing into the hard, unyielding surface, even though, ultimately, they had to find somewhere to go.

And the only place that they could swell into was forward, out towards Darionne who groped them eagerly, the husky's dress still clinging to her waist and hips and lower down, but leaving her tits exposed. Tia whimpered and moaned, only the wagging of her tail and the flush in her cheeks revealing just how she truly felt about everything going on, attention locked onto her chest as, with a throbbing tingle that left her wondering if she was going to orgasm right there and then, her chest wobbled to a pause.

Expanding out of the stall, her breasts jiggled faintly with every breath, though the smirk on Darionne's lips could not be mistaken for anything other than pride in her pet. The husky groaned, head rolling back, though her weight and balance still felt off, even when she was trapped in the stall, swaying forward through the squeeze of the walls and doorframe. Fortunately, however, Darionne had her covered there and there was really no concern, at least to Tia, about her being stuck in there, or undressed for long.

"Don't worry," Darionne murmured, tongue snaking out along the side of her muzzle. "I have a new dress for you to wear and I can assure you, darling, that all eyes will be on you..."

Tia whimpered, the weight of her breasts tipping her forward, tail wagging.

She wouldn't have had her fun there any other way.

Thank you for stopping by! This is a preview of a collection of five mini stories, focusing on hyper breast growth/inflation. It is available to purchase, worldwide, via Smashwords and Commissio!

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Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1186350

Commissio: https://commiss.io/listings/Al5A

Bigger Breasts

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It was so hard to hold back, when she was out in public. But it was not as if Susie had anything of a choice in that matter, considering that she was a well-known furry figure, in a world where furries and humans sort of lived together. Not always harmoniously, that much was certain, but, well, she had found her own way in it as an anthro mare.

But not everything was easy there, considering her rather large...assets... Of course, some special undergarments would keep her exceptionally large breasts in check, letting her appear the picture of palomino perfection in her office job, which, really, was nothing all that special. But Susie was angling for a promotion and the anthro mare really couldn't afford anything, nothing at all, to get in her way.

Not even her breasts. And that was exactly why she couldn't afford to let them out of her special, magical bra until she was home.

"Oof..."

In her bedroom, the golden mare panting, her blouse hanging open, scrabbling with the front fastening clip on her bra. The buckles didn't want to come unhooked, though that was a feature of the bra too - they called it "more secure". She called it "an absolute bitch to get off", but it wasn't as if the bra company was about to call her and ask her for marketing quips anytime soon.

Yet Susie's fingers found the catch and let the bra spring free as a long, low, almost sultry, moan slipped from her lips and her breasts seemed to pour out from her body. They were naturally much, much larger than the double-D cups that her bra reduced them to, and she let her hands rub and massage as deeply into them as she dared as they grew.

"Oh, yes..."

There was nothing like that relief, the relief of having her bra off and letting her hyper tits inflate back to their regular size. As much as she loved them, pumping and wobbling larger and larger with every beat of her heart, she knew they got in the way. Why, even the doorways in her home had to be adjusted because she wasn't able to get through regular ones when her boobs were at their natural size! Even something like that would have been enough to bar her from most lines of work if she hadn't had the special bra to get them down to a less back-breaking size, though Susie still felt the strain of her breasts day in and day out.

That was okay though. It was her body and she loved herself exactly the way she was, nickering and whining as her nostrils fluttered, sitting heavily on the edge of the bed. Oh, the weight of her breasts... It was hardly to be believed as they inflated out and out and out, nipples fat and perky, so thick that they looked easily to have been able to fill a tiny bra by themselves. Well, a bra that she would have considered tiny, but, as her tits grew to be each as wide as her, admittedly slim, torso, Susie's sense of size and proportion, admittedly, was skewed.

Her breasts rose proudly before her, most certainly defying gravity, but the muscles in her back too were particularly strong to support them. She had to be strong as she lovingly caressed her breasts, shivering at how just a light brush of her fingers sent a little electric thrill through her. Oh, she adored that, all so much, though it was not the main reason that she liked setting her tits free after a long day at work. She just wanted to be herself again, even if making such a sacrifice for the course of having a normal job was something she understood too.

Her breasts expanded, inflating beautifully back to their normal size, up to the size of a beach ball each and growing still. Every pulse of growth gave her the impression that her skin was stretching, though it was all there already and there was nothing to worry about, not as she groaned and leaned back, letting the new weight of her tits settle over her.

"Yes... Nearly there..."

Nipping at her lip, Susie groaned, tail trying to flick even where she had sat on it, her breasts nearly squeaking as they inflated. She didn't know quite how the magic worked, but she didn't care, her blouse laughable in the fact that the ladies' shirt would never, not in a million years have covered her breasts in her natural state. It was why she had to have two wardrobes, after all! But she wouldn't trade her life for the world, not in how she had built it for herself, her breasts growing sweetly to the size of exercise balls and sagging down, very lightly, with the weight of themselves. Of course, they would not sag truly, just enough to suggest the weight behind them, but the pull told her that they were nearly fully grown.

She most certainly would not have fit through any office doors, at work, not even sideways, with her tits that large...

The thought made Susie laugh and the mare nickered, shaking her head, though it would have been embarrassing. It was less worrying when she was home, less like something that she had to contain and hide, her breasts so sensitive, warming arousal trickling through her as she tweaked her nipples. With her breasts dominating her figure, larger than exercise balls and her nipples larger than even a fist, she whimpered, the return to her usual figure completion.

Having bigger breasts, well... It was not the easiest thing in the world, Susie had to admit, but the mare knew how to handle them, even as she lovingly caressed her breasts, her fingers sinking into her flesh.

"Oh..."

She moaned, ears flicking, but she just couldn't help herself, a smile tugging at her lips, need rippling through her.

A little quickie couldn't hurt, not when she had returned to her hyper breasts, all that adored so much more love than she usually gave them.

With a smile on her face, Susie squeezed her nipples, breasts rippling with every shift and grind of her body...

Thank you for stopping by! This is a preview of a collection of five mini stories, focusing on hyper breast growth/inflation. It is available to purchase, worldwide, via Smashwords and Commissio!

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Commissio: https://commiss.io/listings/Al5A

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