Every hour, Crystal's breasts will grow a cup size.
"No need to do anything too fancy. I can always make things more interesting as the day goes on," Steve thought to himself with a chuckle.
They soon arrived at the dorm laundry room, where two other girls were already washing their clothes. Steve was looking forward to seeing Crystal react to what was sure to be an interesting day, but the other girls gave him an idea of how he might pass the time.
These next recordings alter the past like normal, but Crystal will see them as occurring right now.
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Crystal glanced around the room and saw that there was a petite Asian girl transferring her clothes into the dryer, and a brown haired girl in a soccer uniform folding her clothes in the corner of the room. It was times like these that she was glad that she lived in an all female dorm. Her bra was uncomfortable, but at least she didn't have to worry about guys leering at her and her boobs as they swelled over the tops of the cups with every breath.
As Crystal finished loading her whites, she glanced up as the athlete walked behind her toward the door. She caught a glimpse of the girl's long exposed legs and volleyball shirts, and she did a double take. Her brain had just enough time to process that it should've been a soccer player walking out of the room, when she saw something far more surprising: this girl was tall. Her thighs must've been as long as Crystal's entire arm, and her firm butt stuck out a hand's width above them. Her head came within a couple of inches of the low door frame, but she didn't flinch, as though she knew exactly how high it was from having been in that room many times before.
"How did I think she was a soccer player?" Crystal thought to herself. "I guess she was at the far side of the room, but I would've noticed how tall she is right? Hell, I'd know by now if a girl that tall lived in this dorm."
Crystal turned to the Asian girl, "Hey, have you seen that girl around here before?"
"Sorry, hang on a second," the thin girl said as she leaned over the washer.
"Ah, there's one of them!" she said a moment later, emerging with a lacy bra larger than any Crystal owned. Crystal's eyes widened as she caught sight of the girl's DD tits stuffed into a white tank top. They were significantly larger than the girl's frame would suggest was possible. Her arms brushed against their sides since they were slightly wider than the rest of her thin body.
"What was it you asked me?" the girl asked bending down a little to try and catch Crystal's eyeline that was still squarely focused on the girl's surprising rack.
"Uh... I was... uh... have you seen that girl around here before?" Crystal said, finally struggling past her shock.
"You mean Ashley? I mean yeah, she's kinda hard to miss" she said with a chuckle. She leaned over the washer again reaching for something else. Crystal stared as she saw the already short girl's legs lose a couple of inches, making it even harder to get her clothes.
"She's gotta be like *oof* almost seven feet tall!" She said as she heaved herself onto the washing machine. She lifted herself up so that she was supported by her waist on the machine while her short legs kicked a little not quite able to touch the ground. Crystal could see that the girl's breasts were hanging down into the washer as an arm tried to reach past them.
Crystal could only watch speechlessly as the changes compounded. Even as the girl's legs continued to shorten, her thighs thickened slightly and her hips widened. Her now fuller ass gave a little bounce as she hopped down.
*phew*, "I don't know why I thought I'd be able to reach it this time, I never can. Could you actually help me out?"
At this point, her hips and breasts might seem somewhat normal on another girl. But given that the girl didn't even break 5 feet, her proportions were outrageous.
"Yeah, of course" Crystal was too stunned to do anything else but agree. She leaned down and easily grabbed the last article of clothing, another bra. As she took it out, it snagged unexpectedly. Apparently there was more fabric than she realized. When she finally fished it out, Crystal realized she could easily fit her entire head into one of the cups. She turned around slowly, knowing what she was about to see.
If the basketball player had those breasts, she wouldn't be able to see people standing to close to her. But on this tiny girl, they absolutely dominated her figure. They were impossibly round despite their size, and each one was almost as wide as the girl's petite waist.
"Thanks! I keep on forgetting that I should come here with my roommate so that I don't miss anything." The girl sauntered over to the dryer, and Crystal could see her breasts from behind.
"Okay, well I'll see you later," Crystal said as she hurried out of the room. She was so disoriented by the experiences of the last few minutes that she didn't notice that the pain from her bra straps was getting worse.
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