For a long few moments, Stocking was torn between the two options floating around in her head. Side with her sense of revenge, and have the gloves continue warping her sex-crazed sister's body and mind, or side with her sense of pride, and have the gloves start plumpening up her own bust to ensure that it remained larger than that of the previously-flat Panty. As her train of thought went on, it proved destined to veer towards the latter option. By swelling up her own breasts as well, she would deny Panty the ability to turn her own insults toward the blonde's chest back against her; even more than that, the goth-dressed angel liked the idea of Panty realizing that, despite her boobs having blown up to an absurd, surely inconvenient size, she wouldn't even get the satisfaction of one-upping Stocking at something in the process.
"Gloves, get over here." Stocking commanded the gloves, her hands already going up to where her dress stretched across her chest; with a few undone fasteners, the sweets-addict pulled open the top of the garment, allowing her pale breasts to tumble out. "Make these tits bigger than the bitch's." Stocking glanced over at Panty again, who was still in the trance that forced her to constantly pose for herself in the mirror, and allowed herself a grin as she awaited what came next.
Sure enough, the gloves didn't need to be told twice. They shot toward the sugar-fed mounds as if magnetized, and promptly began to squeezing and caressing them, occasionally throwing in a slap rough enough to briefly leave the skin reddened. Stocking remained stoic for a few moments, able to keep composure since what the gloves were doing didn't involve bondage, but soon enough, the pleasure flooding through her fleshy mounds from the silken fabric's touch was too much for her. A pink blush spread across Stocking's face, the angel unable to stop herself from panting lustily as she looked down, and found her own boobs spreading across the lower half of her vision.
"Oooohhhhh... yeah..." Stocking moaned out as the gloves continued their work, gropes and caresses each accompanied by a jolt of pleasure and a burst of swelling in the fun-pillows adorning the angel's chest. The gothic angel's boobs, while still keeping a slight teardrop shape, were a bit more full and round than Panty's, which became increasingly easy to notice as they grew to rival, then equal, and finally surpass, the blonde's enormous rack. As quickly as the bout of growth had started, it had ended, with Stocking's breasts not much larger than Panty's, but the difference was still just enough to be easily visible.
"Fuck yeah!" Stocking enthused, pumping a fist as she gazed down at her newly bloated bust. Smooth, pale flesh took up most of the bottom fourth of her field of vision, with fat pink nipples just visible from her point of view jutting out from their fronts. Now satisfied that her bust was back to being the larger one between herself and Panty, Stocking started to wonder if there was anything else she should change about herself while she had the chance. Then again, it seemed like time to resume messing with Panty by changing her some more. What to do?
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