Brexpo Unleashed

Caroline looked up at Kyle and blinked. "You can't be serious?" Caroline asked, her eyes narrowing on her boyfriend and the blister pack of pills he held in his hand.

"It's perfectly safe," Kyle said, setting the blister pack on the coffee table. "And it only lasts twenty-four hours. Debra took it for Andrew's birthday and you remember her bragging about how much fun she'd had."

"That's only because she was happy with the side effects," Caroline said with a huff. She took the blister pack in hand, pondering whether to throw it at Kyle's head. "I can't believe you bought this without consulting me\!"

The blister pack contained a dose of Brexpro. Normally, the drug was designed for temporary use in mind and could cause a woman's bustline to increase; however, when it was taken in conjunction with a couple of other drugs, the drug's effects became permanent. Caroline doubted Kyle was able to afford either of them, which was the only saving grace and the only thing keeping her from slapping her boyfriend.

Still, it wasn't much of a surprise in hindsight. Caroline knew that Kyle had a kink involving women with larger breasts and, while Caroline wasn't small in the traditional sense, her D-cup breasts simply weren't large enough where Kyle was concerned. Not that he'd ever cheated on her. At worst, he'd looked at pornography involving women with breasts that Caroline considered insanely large. Now, though…

"You promised, this year, for my birthday, that we'd do whatever I wanted for the day," Kyle said, pouting cutely. He should be glad that he was handsome or that pout would have only annoyed Caroline more. "Come on, Caroline. It's only for one day. Besides, you may end up enjoying it."

Brushing her long black hair back over her shoulders, Caroline sighed. She had promised, even if it was in jest because Kyle had not only taken her shopping on her birthday but had sat through a romantic comedy. It was the sweetest thing he'd ever done and the way he'd made love to her that night was an earth-shattering revelation. No one had managed to make her feel like that and she hadn't looked twice at another man since. He was charming and clever, funny and playful. So, what if he wanted her to have larger breasts for a day. What was the worst that could happen?

Caroline sighed before tearing the blister pack open for the first of three pills, which, from what Caroline understood, was standard. While each pill was supposed to last for twenty-four hours, it wasn't recommended to take more than one at a time, waiting at least an hour between pills. She'd seen the videos where a woman had taken six over an eight-hour period once for one of the pornos that Kyle liked. She couldn't imagine getting that big. The woman's tits had gotten so large, she hadn't been able to move.

Shaking her head, Caroline popped the pill in her mouth and swallowed. She realized that her bra wasn't going to fit soon. Staring down at her pink silk blouse, she had an idea. She unbuttoned her blouse and took it off while Kyle watched, a bemused look on his face. Caroline glanced up at him. "You just wait," she said, pouting. Kyle chuckled as Caroline unhooked her bra and slid it down her arms. Her breasts were already tender and sensitive. A warm throbbing centered on her tits as she slid her blouse back on, buttoning it back up over her tits.

The silk brushing against her nipple caused Caroline to moan. Her head felt a little fuzzy as she looked down at her breasts. Brexpro worked rather quickly. She could see her chest rising and spreading out inside her blouse. She glanced back at Kyle and smiled at the hard-on between his legs. "Like what you see there, cowboy?" Caroline asked, trailing her finger down between her growing breasts. "I bet you can't wait to stick your dick between my big, pillowy tits."

Kyle licked his lips and felt his cock stiffen, becoming harder than he'd thought possible. He watched as the buttons began to strain on Caroline's top. When Caroline patted the spot beside her on the couch, Kyle almost stumbled over his own feet to get to the couch. "Go ahead," Caroline said, taking his hand in hers and guiding it to her breast, "I know you want to feel them grow." Caroline kissed Kyle's lips softly. "Better yet, why don't you take the end of the couch, so I can spoon up against you?"

Kyle gave Caroline's breast a gentle squeeze before scooting back. Caroline smiled and scooted back against him, her rear end pressing against his crotch. She wiggled a bit to tease him as Kyle wrapped his strong arms around her body, his hands sliding up to cup her growing tits. Caroline moaned as Kyle's thumbs brushed her nipples through her blouse. She had to admit that this was turning her on. Sucking on her lip, she looked down past her tits, easily F-cups by now, and reached between her legs, sliding her hand up her skirt, revealing her panties.

"It's your day, honey," Caroline said, tilting her head to kiss Kyle's chin. "Do you want me to touch myself while you play with my titties?" Confusion passed through her mind briefly as she never used the word "titties". At least, until Kyle pinched her nipples, causing her to moan and forget about it.

"Yes, I do," Kyle said, his hands returning to caressing Caroline's swelling breasts. He noted that the buttons on her breasts were starting to strain and knew it wouldn't be long before the buttons popped off. He wanted to be inside Caroline but contented himself with enjoying her against him. For now. He nuzzled her neck, savoring her sweet scent of coconut and strawberries.

Caroline bent her neck to expose it to Kyle as she slid her hand down her panties. As her fingers parted her bare slit, she realized how wet she truly was. She hadn't been this horny since her birthday. As her fingers parted her slit and began to rub at her clit, she arched her back and moaned. A button on her blouse popped free as she did, leading Caroline to giggle and look down at her breasts. They were nearing the size of her head and were spilling out of Kyle's hands. How big did that make her tits? G-cups? H-cups? As the second button popped, she didn't care. They were tits made for tittie-fucks, that's what they were.

"That's it," Caroline said, her breath husky with desire, "play with my titties, Kyle. Squeeze them. Feel them grow for you." She rocked her hips as her fingers darted against her clit. "Imagine them around your cock," Caroline teased him as she ground her ass against Kyle's crotch. "If you're a good boy, once they stop growing, I may let you fuck my big titties. I bet you'd love that." The moan that came from Kyle's lips told her just how much he liked the idea.

"I can't wait," Kyle said. He pulled the shirt apart, the remaining two buttons popping off. His hand caressed the front of Caroline's tits. His thumbs and forefingers pinched and tugged on her gumdrop nipples, causing her to moan louder. "That's it. Show me how much you love your new tits. Cum for me, Caroline. Cum like a naughty little slut."

The dirty talk was new, but it only turned Caroline on more. "I love being your naughty slut," she moaned, her fingers rubbing her nub in tight circles until her orgasm crested over her. She shook in Kyle's arms as her body flooded with euphoria. Panting as she floated down from the orgasm, the fuzziness in her head remained. All she could focus on was that Kyle was still playing with her tits. She wanted more.

Scooting forward, she reached for the blister pack. If her tits felt that good, Caroline couldn't imagine how they'd feel if they were even larger. A small part of her threw up a warning. There was something she was supposed to be watching out for. She felt Kyle grope her rear through her skirt and moaned. "What was I doing?" Caroline thought. She looked at the pill in her hand. "Oh, duh, taking another Brexpro." She had a hard time with her nails getting the pill out, but, once in hand, she popped it in her mouth and swallowed.

Standing up, she turned to look at Kyle, her heavy breasts swaying as she did. Caroline didn't understand the confused look on his face. "What?" Caroline asked, putting her hands on her hips. "Like, you said you wanted me bigger, right?" Her hands went to caress her bosom, smiling as she did. "You were right that I'd like them bigger. They feel wonderful." Caroline licked her lips as her eyes went to the bulge between Kyle's legs. "So, do you want to fuck them, Kyle? Do you want to fuck your naughty slut's huge titties while they grow?"

Kyle stood up and smiled. "Aren't you a little overdressed for that?" Kyle asked as he closed the gap between them. His hands slid to her hips long enough to tug her skirt and panties down, letting them fall into a pile on the floor.

Caroline giggled at how silly Kyle was being. She turned and leaned over at the waist, jutting out her rear end and jiggling it, which, in turn, caused her breasts to bounce back and forth. "Do you like what you see? There's more to me than my titties, sweetie."

Smiling, Kyle smacked Caroline's rear playfully, declining to tell her that her butt was also swelling up. Where it had been nice and toned from jogging, it had a bit more curve to it now. As Caroline started walking, Kyle followed, watching her hips sway as she made her way to their bedroom. She was naked from head to toe, though there was more of her than there had been this morning.

Kyle paused at the doorway to their bedroom to watch Caroline slide up on the bed, her back propped by pillows as Caroline caressed her swelling breasts. She gave him a sultry stare. "Come on, big boy," she teased, squeezing her breasts together with her arms, her tits resting almost to her belly button and spreading out past her shoulders. "You know you want to fuck them. They feel so good, Kyle. Come fuck your tittie slut's fuckbags."

"Well, since you asked so nicely," Kyle replied, stepping inside the room. He shucked his boxers off, letting his foot-long cock stand at attention. Caroline's breasts were easily large enough now to wrap around the length of his shaft, not to mention that they were still growing. He reached inside the nightstand for the oil they liked to use before climbing between Caroline's legs. Drizzling the oil over Caroline's tits, Kyle smiled as her hands immediately began to rub the oil in, making sure it got all the way between her tits. Kyle set the bottle aside and slid his hand between Caroline's legs, teasing her slick sex as she played with her tits.

Caroline moaned at the combined sensation. If not for the pillows behind her back, she wouldn't be able to see Kyle past her swelling tits. They were bigger than volleyballs and still growing. "Like, no fair," she pouted. "I want your cock between my titties, not your fingers on my clitty." She frowned at herself. "Like, why am I talking like this? Is this one of those… those side… the, um, the weird thingies that can happen when I took the pill?"

Caroline looked up at Kyle who chose that moment to guide his long shaft between Caroline's oiled up tits, causing her to moan and forget what she was worried about. She used her arms to hold her huge tits together, savoring the feeling of Kyle's thick member thrusting between them while he teased her strawberry sized nipples. It wasn't quite as nice as him licking or fucking her pussy, but it made her all sorts of hot, especially when the head of his cock popped out, just far enough that it would brush against her lips, or, if she anticipated it, her waiting tongue.

The taste of his precum was better than she remembered. Tilting her head forward, Caroline was surprised when Kyle slowed his thrust. She smiled and managed to wrap the head of his cock between her lips. She felt Kyle slowly wiggle his hips so that he could fuck her mouth with the head of his cock. Her tongue licked around the tip as she used her hands to start stroking his shaft with her tits, taking control.

Kyle moaned and stopped moving. "Oh, fuck, baby," he said, his voice ragged, "I'm going to cum. I'm going to…" Kyle groaned as his cock and balls throbbed. His cock popped out from Caroline's mouth and began to spurt over her pillowy breasts.

Caroline's mouth remained open as she tried to catch what cum she could in her mouth. Her basketball sized tits were being covered in her man's cum. She loved every moment of it. It was almost as he was marking her tits as his. She wondered, briefly, how large she was now? Her mind recalled a porn star who claimed she had N-cup tits and they seemed slightly smaller than Caroline's tits now. She squeezed her tits together and smiled. "I have porn star titties," she said, rubbing Kyle's cum into them.

Kyle had collapsed to his side, recovering from his climax. Caroline pouted. She was still horny. She needed to figure out how to get Kyle hard again. Staring at her tits, she remembered the pills. Kyle loved growing boobies. If her boobies kept growing, Kyle would have to fuck her, right?

It took some effort, but Caroline managed to sit up and stagger to her feet. Her new tits threw her balance off. She had to use the nightstand, walls, and dresser to get herself to the door that led from the bedroom to the living room. By the time she got to the door frame, she almost had a hang of her new center of balance. Her tits were forcing her to arch her back and jut her behind out. Caroline was happy she wasn't wearing heels, though that would be totally hot, too. She made her way to the living room and found the last pill along with a note beside it. She tried to read it, part of her thinking it was important, but she gave up after three tries. She took the last pill and made her way back to the bedroom, leaving the note behind as her breasts, once more, began to swell.

"Caution: taking more than one pill every two hours can lead to loss of inhibitions and cognitive function. In rare cases, these side effects may be permanent. Overdose can lead to nymphomania. Brexpro cannot be held liable for overdoses."

Caroline wiggled and jiggled her way back the bedroom, her knockers swaying back and forth as she did. She could feel them pulsing with each step as the Brexpro in her system caused her titties to swell even larger. She'd completely ignored the warning label not that long ago and was on her third pill in under an hour. At least she thought it was her third pill. Thinking about it was hard. All Caroline was worried about was how wonderful her growing titties felt and how horny she was. It was, after all, why she'd taken the third pill of Brexpro. Her boyfriend Kyle had just fucked her and, like most guys, was still reeling from his orgasm. She needed to get him hard again and making her titties even bigger seemed like a good way to do that.

Caroline had managed to regain her balance by the time she made it back to the bedroom. It had only taken a few minutes, but she'd already surpassed her previous size by a couple of inches. They were massive and heavy, each like medicine balls hanging from her chest. She had to use one of her arms to hold them up and, even then, they went down to just above her navel. She giggled to herself as her free hand caressed them. "Boobies," she said with a happy sigh. "My big, growing boobies. I love them. They make me look totally hot." She momentarily forgot what she was doing as her fingers pinched her gumdrop-sized nipple, causing her to moan.

Caroline's eyes fluttered as she swayed in front of the bed, oblivious to the fact that Kyle was watching her, his once limp cock hardening as he watched her play with herself. He reached over to the nightstand, grabbed his cell, and texted his buddy, Greg, seeing if he could get more Brexpro. Leaning back over, he stroked his cock while staring at Caroline's body. "That's it, Caroline," Kyle said, "play with your titties."

Caroline blinked as Kyle's voice got her attention. Her eyes immediately went to his now hard cock. Licking her lips, Caroline climbed up on the bed, kneeling between Kyle's legs, her tits resting on her lap while her left hand continued to grope and fonder her left breast. "Like, Caroline is such a stuffy name, Kyle," she said as she reached for his cock with his right hand. Slipping her hand around it, she began to stroke Kyle's shaft. "Like, call me Candy. It's so much more fun than Caroline, don't you think?"

Kyle moaned and nodded as his girlfriend stroked his shaft. Candy, huh? He could work with that. "Well, you are sweet, Candy," Kyle said. "And those tits of yours look like they'd be on a girl named Candy. Are you trying to get me to cum again, Candy girl?"

Candy licked her lips again and nodded. "Like, there's nothing better than cum," she said, her thumb tracing over the head of Kyle's shaft, "especially when it's over my big, growing, titties and in my slutty little mouth." She leaned forward, her swelling tits mashing against Kyle's tits like two massive bags of flesh jelly, engulfing it between the warm, soft, silky flesh. Candy rocked her hips, causing her massive fuck bags to rub up and down along Kyle's shaft. "I want your yummy cummy, Kyle," Candy moaned. "I want it to cover my titties."

Kyle rocked his hips against Candy's massive rack. "Fuck yes," he cried, "make me cum, Candy. I'm so close. I'm going to cum all over those huge, slutty, tits of yours, just like you want."

Candy smiled, her arms holding her tits together while Kyle's cock rubbed along the valley of her tits. She wanted him to fuck him again, too, but her boobies felt so good. She loved how his fleshy shaft felt rubbing up and down and between her tits. She could feel them stretching slightly with each stroke. "Give it to me," she moaned, her voice husky with need. "Give me your cum. Cover my tits with it. I want to be your cum covered bimbo."

A small part of her mind tried to throw up a warning sign when the word "bimbo" escaped her lips, but the rest of her embraced it. It was what she'd become: Kyle's big tittied bimbo. She loved it. She loved not thinking about anything except sex and how great her titties looked. Candy smiled at Kyle, knowing just what to say to push him over the edge. "Like, after this, you can totally fuck my ass, too, sugar."

Kyle's eyes widened a moment before his cock spasmed, spraying stream after stream of his salty cum over his belly and Candy's mammoth tits. Candy moaned with pleasure, leaning back so that she could rub his cum over her tits before licking and sucking her fingers clean. She smiled at Kyle and carefully licked all his cum off his belly as well. "Like, am I a good bimbo?"

Kyle's breathing slowed. He was almost worn out. "You're a great bimbo," he said as she snuggled against him, her fingers between her legs, slipping between her slick folds. "Good girl, playing with yourself now that I'm finished."

"Finished for now," she said, her fingers darting faster and faster between her legs. "Like, you still need to fuck your slutty bimbo's pussy. You need to make me cum… fuck… need to fill me with your cock, just like… just like I'm your fuck doll. I, like, need you inside me."

"Where?" Kyle asked.

"My pussy, my mouth, my ass… everywhere. I need to be fucked\!" Candy moaned, her body twitching as she neared her peak.

"You need to be fucked, master," Kyle corrected her, trying out a new tack.

"I need to be fucked everywhere, Master. Will you fuck your slutty little bimbo dolly and her big fuck bags, Master?" Candy begged.

Kyle heard his phone buzz. Figuring that was Greg, he had an idea. "Only if, when Greg gets here, you offer yourself to him. He's bringing me something and I need to pay for it. If you're a good girl and pleasure him, I'll fuck you later, my pet."

"Fuck yes\!" Candy cried. Her orgasm overtook her and her back arched, her breasts quaking against Kyle's body.

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Candy realized soon thereafter that having such large tits was not without its drawbacks. For one, she barely fit through doors or into the shower and had to turn to reach for almost anything. This did end up with boobies rubbing against the shower walls, making her even hornier. Her bathrobe didn't fit, either, though the one Kyle left at her place did. It even had his scent on it which made her happy. Tying the robe beneath her waist, it barely covered her nipples. She wanted to show Kyle, but he'd passed out on her bed. She was pretty sure it was his day off, as it was his birthday, so she was going to let him sleep. That way, when he woke up, he'd be able to fuck her before heading home.

She slipped on a pair of her panties, noting the hair around her pussy had washed away in the shower. She was further surprised to find that her panties were snug around her bottom. Candy wiggled and jiggled her way over to the standing mirror in her bedroom and slipped off the bathrobe. Staring at herself from the side, her butt did look a little bigger, but, compared to her titties, it was hard to tell. Candy sucked on her lip and had to focus just to keep her hands from going back to playing with her titties. "Not that anyone can blame me," she said to herself, "boobies are fun to play with and big boobies need to be played with a lot."

She searched through the drawer of clothes that she let Kyle keep some spares in, just in case, and pulled out one of his t-shirts. Normally, the shirt would drape down past Candy's hips. Now it barely covered her breasts, the cotton snug over them, her gumdrop nipples poking through the t-shirt obscenely. She wondered how it would look in pink and then started thinking about trying to find bras that would hold her breasts. Maybe her friend Stacy would take her shopping. Candy found her phone and texted her bestie then wiggled back to the dresser to grab a pair of stretch pants. It was cold enough outside that, even to a silly bimbo like her, a skirt would be too cold.

Candy was struggling to put her pumps on when the doorbell rang. She opened the door and the outside side air caused her nipples to stiffen. Standing in the doorway was Greg. At six feet and four inches tall, the athletic bald black man had been a friend of Candy and Kyle's for longer than Candy could remember. Candy looked at the bulge between his legs and licked her lips.

"As much as I'm enjoying the view, Candice," Greg said, his eyes riveted to her tits, "it's cold as hell out here. Kyle asked me to drop by. Mind if I come in?"

"Like, why do people keep calling me that?" Candy asked as she stepped back, her eyes never leaving Greg's crotch. "I totally told Kyle my name is 'Candy' not Candice."

Greg arched an eyebrow. "Yeah… okay. Look, it's important that I talk to him," Greg replied, momentarily averting his eyes and looking past Candy. "Where's he at, anyway?"

"Oh, he's totally in bed because I just finished giving him a tittie fuck," Candy said, jiggling her massive rack back and forth. "Oh, and he said I'm supposed to be a good girl and let you fuck me, too." She hefted her tits up with her arms. "Do you wanna fuck my big, bimbo titties, Greg?"

Greg took off his coat and blinked. "Do I? Hell, yeah. But I need to talk to Kyle first, alright?" Greg shook his head and guided the big tittied bimbo to the couch. "Why don't you play with yourself for a bit first. Get yourself ready."

Candy giggled and tugged the shirt up over her tits, moaning as the fabric brushed her rock-hard nipples. They'd felt so good since this morning when she took the nice pills Kyle had her take. She loved feeling so yummy and how she made Greg and Kyle super hard. She wanted more. Sliding her hand down her pants and panties, Candy began to finger her hairless pussy. She smiled when Greg walked back out with a small pill box in one hand and a bottle of lube in the other. "Did you bring candy more booby pills?" Candy asked, her tone hopeful, her voice husky with arousal.

Greg nodded and pulled out a blister pack. He popped a pill out, smiling when Candy opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. "Kyle said you were eager, but damn," Greg said, placing the pill on Candy's tongue.

She swallowed obediently and jiggled her massive rack. "Does this mean you're going to tittie fuck me now?" Candy asked, moving to the floor. She reached around her boobs, holding them together. Greg kicked off his shoes and shucked his pants before straddling Candy's waist. Candy cooed, noting Greg's massive cock. It was bigger than Kyle's, but she wasn't going to tell Kyle that. She moaned as Greg squirted lube between her fuck bags and rubbed the slick fluid down the valley. "That's it. Make me all slick. I want you to fuck my big, slutty, bimbo titties, Greg. I want you to cum all over them."

Greg grunted as he slid his shaft between Candy's slick, pillowy tits, his twelve-inch cock quickly buried between them. He moaned as he rocked his hips, his cock pistoning back and forth. His eyes widened as her breasts stretched further outward, more and more of her tits enveloping his cock.

"Ooo, I can feel my titties growing again," Candy said with a gasp. "Fuck my growing titties, Greg. I need your yummy cummy."

Greg needed no further encouragement. He had to scoot back as the bottom of Candy's tits pressed against his waist even when at the start of his stroke. Candy's tits were like two small gel-filled bean bag chairs resting on her chest. He'd never seen a woman with tits this big and they were just getting bigger. As his orgasm overtook him and cum sprayed between Candy's massive tits, there was a knock at the door. There was little Greg could do about it and, when the door opened, he decided he didn't care.

"Oh my God," came a woman's voice from behind him.

Candy giggled. "Stacy, did you come to play with my boobies, too?"

The blonde-haired woman with the girl next door looks closed the door behind her before hanging up her coat and making her way over to Candy and Greg. Greg slowly made his way to his feet, his cock covered in cum. He was about to try to explain when Candy rolled and pushed herself to her knees to lick Greg's cock clean. Stacy shook her head. "Let me guess. Brexpro overdose?"

Greg shrugged. "Kyle said she keeps taking them," he replied, watching Candy. He glanced at Stacy. "You don't seem the type that would use it, though."

"You'd be surprised," Stacy said with a grin. "I've developed a tolerance for it. Unlike our silly little bimbo friend here, I go back to normal even after three pills at once." She reached for the blister pack. "I guessed as much when her text was 'Need new bras. Let's go shop. K, thx, bai\!'. I'm guessing these belong to her boyfriend?" Without waiting for a reply, she popped out three pills and swallowed them.

Kyle stumbled out of the bedroom, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers, just as Stacy's breasts began to swell inside her button-down blouse. "Hey, Greg? Are you done with…" He paused as he saw the buttons start to strain on Stacy's top. "Don't tell me she took a pill, too?"

"Three," Stacy said. She moved to sit next to Candy. "Like, after all, if we're going bra shopping, I should have nice, big, titties, too." Stacy arched her back, causing a button to pop free and shoot across the room. "Oh my, they're really growing now." Stacy pressed her chest against the side of one of Candy's boobs. "I don't think I'm going to get anywhere near as big as you, you sexy little slut." She reached down between Candy's tits, causing Candy to moan, only to pull her hand back out and lick the cum off it. "Mmm… I love how you taste," Stacy said as she stood up.

Stacy's once softball sized tits popped a second button as they swelled past the size of volleyballs. She swayed her way over to Kyle before dropping to her knees. "Like, my head feels funny and I feel so horny. I bet Candy won't mind if I totally suck your cock." As a third button popped free and Candy began sucking Greg's cock as well, Kyle wondered how far this would go.

Greg and Kyle sat on the couch, part of them amazed at what was going on in front of them while the other part was dealing with exhaustion after having their cocks sucked by the two bimbos in front of them. The same two bimbos that were now making out on the living room floor. Caroline, who was calling herself Candy, was Kyle's girlfriend. She'd started as a raven-haired, small breasted beauty but, over the last six hours, she'd turned into a blonde-haired bimbo with tits that rested from her body like two, gel-filled bean bag chairs that weighed almost half as much as the rest of her body did. Stacy, Caroline's best friend, also had blonde hair, though her tits were only as large as basketballs.

"I want another pill," Candy moaned as Stacy sucked on Candy's nipple, "and I want more cock, Kyle."

Stacy's lips popped from around Candy's strawberry sized nipple. "They're, like, all tuckered out, silly," Stacy said, planting kisses over Candy's massive boobs. "Those boys just can't go as long as another girl can." Stacy gave Candy's right breast a squeeze. "Don't you, like, think you're big enough already? Someone's going to think you're a cow if you get much bigger."

Candy let of a low "moo" before giggling. Her eyes noted Kyle's cock stiffen as she said that. Licking her lips, she squeezed her tits together with her arms and, again, mooed. Greg arched an eyebrow as Kyle's hand went to his cock. "I think Kyle likes that idea, Stacy. Too bad I, like, don't have any milk."

"Kyle, my man," Greg said, standing up and tugging his briefs and pants back on, "don't go anywhere."

Kyle looked at his pal. "What are you up to?"

"Let's just say, I know someone who can help in this situation," Greg said with a smile. "Trust me."

As Greg headed toward the door, Stacy helped Candy to her feet, walking backward to help Candy carry her breasts forward. Stacy's legs bumped into Kyle's legs and she fell back to one side of him, her angle causing Candy to turn the other way. The next thing Kyle knew, his cock was buried underneath a mountain of Candy's cleavage while Stacy fished for it.

Stacy was careful to slide her hand underneath Kyle's cock while Candy's tit-flesh pressed against the top. Both girls mooed as they kissed his neck and sucked on Kyle's ears, trying to tease him more. It didn't take long for Kyle to cum. As he passed out, the last thing he saw was Candy and Stacy licking the cum off Stacy's fingers.

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Greg showed back up about three hours later. He didn't bother knocking as none of the cars that had been there before had left. He escorted his girlfriend, Denise, a lithe, caramel skinned woman with pixie cut hair and D-cup breasts inside. She was clutching her purse and paused at the door, tapping her nose. "You weren't kidding when you said it was going to be like an orgy, sugar," Denise said. As she took her coat off, she adjusted her pink leopard print top and checked her stretch pants. Greg had said that his friends were a bit strange, but that he had a deal for her.

Given that Denise worked for the pharmaceutical company that made Brexpro, she had an idea exactly what that deal was. She'd wanted to try one of their new drugs and it took some bribery to get a pack of the newest test run of Moolactin. It was designed for mothers who either weren't producing enough milk to feed their newborns or had adopted and wanted to nurse. Denise had different plans. Her sole concern, though, was how it would react to Brexpro.

Denise stopped as she saw the two women curled up to each side of an asleep Kyle, watching reality TV while idly caressing themselves. Both Candy and Stacy turned to look at Greg, or, more to the point, Greg's crotch. "Like, Kyle's asleep," Stacy giggled. "Cumming underneath Candy's boobies was too much."

Candy nodded then looked past Greg. "Like, who's your friend? Is she here for play with us, too?"

Stacy reached over to grope Candy's breast. "Hey, that was rude. She totally has to be. Her boobies are so small, she must be here to get bigger ones so she can be big-tittied bimbos like us."

Denise grinned at Greg. "You weren't kidding when you said they'd gone overboard."

Greg shrugged. "Stacy said she'd developed a tolerance for it, but, yeah, Candy's on what? Her sixth pill in under four hours?"

Kyle blinked his eyes. "Unless Stacy gave her another one while I was out of it." He shook his shoulders and moved his arms from behind the girls, trying to get feeling back into them. "How long was I out?"

"Um, two episodes ago," Stacy said, pointing at the TV, "and I totally didn't give her more, though she asked me to." Stacy grinned. "I almost got her to eat me out for another one, but she couldn't stand up by herself. Her boobs are too big." She giggled as did Candy.

"I love my big boobies. They show I'm Kyle's big-boobied slut," Candy said, caressing her boobs with her arms and hands. "It's totally what he wanted for his birthday, but now he wants a cow, too. Too bad my boobies aren't full of milk, then I'd totally be his bimbo cow, too."

"And this is where you come in, Denise," Greg said with a smile. "I'm going to go set up something in the garage. Why don't you tell them about my idea?"

As Greg headed back outside, Denise reached into her purse and pulled out a small pill bottle. She sucked on her lip. What she was about to do was highly unethical; however, that didn't change how much the idea excited her. "Greg told me about your 'cow' problem," Denise said, shaking the pill bottle. "He probably didn't tell you that I'm his supplier for Brexpro and that I have someone that has access to the labs." Both Candy and Stacy eyed the pill bottle curious. "I couldn't find a lot of information about the effects of Brexpro with what the lab is calling Moolactin."

"And, like, you want us to be your guinea pigs," Stacy said, her eyes wide.

Denise looked away as her cheeks burned. "Um, actually, I was going to take some, too. You're not the first person to develop a tolerance for Brexpro. I was one of the initial test subjects."

It took some effort, but Kyle managed to free himself from under Candy's breasts. He stood up and smirked as he slid his boxers back on. "As much as love the idea of Candy getting even bigger, there's the problem that she's overdosed and may never shrink back down."

Denise smiled. "That's what Greg's working on. We had an idea. The main problem is going to be getting her through doorways. Once that's done…"

"She'll be able to move fine," Greg finished, coming back in from the heated garage with a rolling cart. "So, I did some estimations just from trying to lift them. Each of her breasts must weigh at least seventy-five pounds each. I grabbed a cart that should support her breasts once they're resting on it, but I also grabbed my engine hoist and a hammock set. What I'm thinking is to try to modify that to lift her breasts and allow her some limited mobility."

"But first we need to get her out to the garage," Denise added, "in case she gets bigger from the Moolactin."

"Bigger?" Candy said with a grin. "I'm going to end up with bigger, milky titties?"

Stacy kissed Candy's cheek. "Maybe, cow, but we'll see."

It took all four of them to get Candy's breasts up onto the cart and then some effort to get her to the garage and Candy's breasts into the hammock sling. Her nipples, much to Kyle's amusement, were still exposed afterward. "Like, I've been a good cow," Candy whined, "give me bigger boobies\!"

Denise pulled her top and bra off before popping out four Brexpro pills. She took two herself, along with the Moolactin, then offered one to Stacy and one to Candy. "I want two moo pills, please," Candy asked.

Denise looked at Kyle who shrugged. "If you're sure, sugar," Denise said, her tone uncertain. Candy swallowed all three pills and smiled.

"I'm totally going to be the best cow bimbo," Candy said.

Stacy moaned as her basketball-sized breasts began to swell. Denise moved to the beat-up couch Candy kept in her garage, taking Greg along with her. She pushed Greg down onto it before spooning up against him. His hands went to Denise's breasts. He smiled as he felt them pressing against his palms. "Did I mention how much I enjoy this?" Greg said, kissing Denise's neck.

Denise wiggled her wide rear against Greg's crotch, feeling how stiff his cock was through his pants. "Mmhmm, but you can show me how much," Denise said before wiggling out of her pants and panties at the same time. "I, like, don't know how quick the Moolactin will kick in."

Kyle stood next to Candy and caressed her breasts, his fingers returning to pluck at her nipples, again and again, causing Candy to squirm and moan in pleasure. Candy's breasts were swelling as well, though at what seemed to be a slower pace at first. Candy's nipples were the first to show beads of milk, though, as a small stream sprayed out after about ten minutes of Kyle teasing her.

"Fuck, yes," Candy moaned as Kyle tugged on her nipple again. "I can, like, feel my boobies getting so full." No one noticed her leaning backward or the ropes on the hammock sling going slack. Candy felt like power was coursing through her body. Her legs and back began to cord with muscle. The weight hanging from her chest seemed less and less by the moment, even as streams of milk from her breasts sprayed onto the concrete of the garage.

Stacy stood there, watching Candy lean back, the whole time caressing her own breasts, which were now each almost eighteen inches wide. She would pause from time to time to tug on her dark, gum drop sized nipples. Stacy's body, too, began to muscle up, going from "girl next door" to "amazon" over the course of minutes. Stacy giggled as she sprayed her milk on Candy's tits. "Anyone for a milk bath?"

Greg and Denise were too busy making out by this point, Denise having swiveled around and freeing Greg's cock before sliding herself down around his shaft. Greg's lips were wrapped around the nipple of one of Denise's still swelling tits, which had quickly grown past her D-cup, almost doubling in size in a few minutes, while his hands ran up and down her well-muscled back. Denise moaned as she lifted herself up and down slowly, filling herself with Greg's large shaft.

Meanwhile, milk leaked profusely from Candy's nipples. "Milk me, moo\!" Candy cried out as she stepped back away from the hammock sling. Kyle stood there dumbfounded for a moment that his girlfriend was able to move, but he didn't need to be told twice, making his way to his knees and wrapping his lips around one of her thumb sized nipples. Stacy followed suit but decided she wanted more fun, so reached over and began to stroke Kyle's hard-on, as well.

Everyone was so intent on milking their partners or being milked that it took a bit for anyone to realize the women weren't the only ones who were growing. The first to notice the men changing as they drank was Stacy. With her hand slipping up and down Kyle's cock, she could feel his thickening and lengthening shaft. Stacy's lips popped free of Candy's nipple, milk dribbling down Stacy's chin. She smiled. "Looks like milk does a body good," Stacy said, leaning down to lick all the way up Kyle's now foot long cock.

Kyle leaned back and away from Candy's breasts and marveled at his shaft. He felt reinvigorated and a newfound desire to fill both Candy and Stacy full. A smile played on his lips. "Do you think you can get back into the house and into the bedroom, Candy cow?" Kyle asked. Candy grinned and nodded. "Then be a good cow, Candy, and go rest those udders on the bed," Kyle said. It took Candy plenty of effort to squeeze her massive boobs through the doors, even going sideways, but she did as she was asked, resting her almost spherical milk jugs on one side of her king-sized bed.

Stacy followed. Her hips and ass had more curve and sway than had been there before, her ass having gone from toned to bubble butt, no doubt due to Candy's milk. Kyle gave Stacy's butt a nice grope before pointing toward the bed. "I think Stacy cow needs more of Candy cow's milk. You need to grow even more, don't you, darlin'?" Kyle said as he paused at the nightstand to fish out one of Candy's dildos and slipping it into Candy's hand.

Candy's eyes widened as Stacy moved up onto the bed and got on her hands and knees. Candy smiled as she realized what was about to happen and, leaning against her breasts, she reached between her legs and began to fuck herself with the dildo. Stacy then wrapped her lips around one of Candy's nipples as Kyle moved the other side of the bed and knelt behind Stacy before guiding his large cock into her waiting pussy. Stacy's moans were muffled against Candy's huge breasts as Kyle filled her again and again, his hands gripping her swelling rear. When he finally came inside her, Stacy's own orgasm overtook her, which, seeing it, pushed Candy over the edge as well.

Once spent, Kyle rolled to his side, only to watch Candy climb up on the bed, her back to the headboard as Stacy proceeded to fuck herself on one of Candy's six-inch-long nipples. It was the last thing he saw before he passed out.

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Kyle woke to find his arm resting on a mountain of pillowy flesh. He'd rolled over in his sleep and had stretched an arm over one of Candy's breasts. While it had reduced significantly in size, they were still each almost eighteen inches in diameter. He couldn't resist a good grope. "Awake are we?" Candy asked.

Kyle smiled. "Morning, Candy," Kyle said, his thumb brushing against his girlfriend's strawberry sized nipples.

"Caroline," she said, smiling down at him. "Seems I didn't end up completely bimbofied, though I'm still horny and my 'udders' still need milking. You, though, are covering the cleaning bill and my new wardrobe. After all that, you owe me another shopping trip." Caroline reached down to stroke Kyle's cock. "That can wait, though. Stacy went home saying she'll be back to share that cock of yours. I told her only after you fucked more than my tits first."

"Yes, ma'am."