Now fully human again, Brenda poohed, and got dressed quickly, and simply. White button down and a pair of her tighter jeans. Even in her human form, her breasts were still enlarged to HHH cup size, and she had no bra that could possibly fit her new huge breasts. As she was just getting ready to fix breakfast, which for her was a bowl of cheerios and a mess of vitamins, one for each (A, B12, C, D and E), the phone rang and Richard, her stepbrother, picked up and yelled that it was for her. Irked because she was so hungry, she indignantly picked up the phone. It was Sharon.
“Hi Brenda…glad to hear you’re okay. Oh no, no, we’re all fine. Jim got a nasty bump on his head though, and can’t really remember anything of what went on last night. He was like “What mansion?”
“Oh! Heh, he doesn’t remember me?”
“No…he remembers you, Brenda, just not last night…why do you ask?”
“Oh! Um, like, no reason at all. But it’s cool that he doesn’t remember…”
“Oh…kay. Just making sure you weren’t hurt by that explosion… funny how you weren’t hurt. Do you remember what happened?”
“um…no.” Brenda lied.
“You were asking for food. We got you some crackers from your kitchen…and left you in your bed, do you remember that? You looked kind of unconscious..like you were sleepwalking or something.”
“Really?” Now this part was interesting. She did NOT remember this. If food made her change back…she looked admiringly at the food she had prepared, anxious.
“But anyway, yeah,” Sharon continued, “you sounded sooo hungry, you-“ Brenda hung up the phone, and brought the bowl of cereal, milk, and vitamins up to her room, safely locking the door behind her. She was slowly getting her intellect back, not that she missed it at all-she had felt so wonderful as Brendzilla, and was eager to reclaim that wonderful feeling of being tall, multi-breasted, and heavily built.
She seated herself excitedly on her bed, and quickly took a handful of the cereal and shoved it into her mouth. Nothing. Two more handfuls. Nothing. Then, a rumble erupted in the pit of her stomach. “Yes! Mmmmm…!” she groaned as pleasure shot through her body. Her six breasts inflated and fattened up plumply, nipples pressed delicious against her shirt, pulling it to its limits. Taller she grew, to 8 feet tall. Her pant legs tore, but her clothes remained miraculously, mostly intact. She looked admiringly at her claws, felt the protrusion or her cute, green muzzle, and stood to look at herself in the mirror, posing sexily, jutting out her six HHHers. Three random button popped to the floor. She smiled, and realized she was getting fairly wet looking at her reflection. Brendzilla was still hungry, however, so she decided to drink some of the milk she had brought up as well. The liquid white dripped slightly from the sides of her maw, and her belly quickly rumbled again. “What?” she said outloud.
Brendzilla cupped random breasts, alternating between the six, and moaned in pleasure. They felt swollen, massively so. She heard a stretching sound, and looked downward to see her six big beauties grow against the white fabric of her shirt. They were gaining inches by the second, the six nipples point out and engorging larger with them. The stretching sounds turned to tears as her breasts blew through the now puny shirt. They had gained nearly a foot in diameter, MMMers, easy. She looked back at the food and vitamins available to her, and realized despite her now aching horniness, that this would take some figuring out. Next, she ingested…
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