“Whew, we’re here; not much longer now.” Min Min told herself as she stepped out of the limousine that Twintelle had called upon to bring them to Dr. Coyle’s more publicly-known lab. Fortunately, nothing especially unexpected had happened along the way, though the noodle-themed fighter’s breasts had continued to fill the whole way, and she was assuredly going to need to empty herself again soon.
“Tout à fait!” Twintelle concurred as she stepped out of the lengthy vehicle as well, her boobs sloshing audibly from the tea that was now near-constantly filling them. She managed to move around reasonably well despite the new weights at her front, and headed over to open one of the limo’s other rear doors. A flood of rainbow confetti poured out, forming a hefty pile at the actress’s feet. She moved to lean into the doorway, paused for a moment as twin ‘pop’s accompanied two more loads of confetti bursting into her face, then leaned in toward a dazed and panting Ribbon Girl.
“Come now, let’s get inside and figure this out.” Twintelle urged, pulling the singer’s top back into place as they finished shrinking back to their relatively smaller size, then gently prodded her to action. After a few moments, Ribbon Girl managed to respond, regaining control over herself as she accepted Twintelle’s assistance in pulling her up until she was awkwardly standing on shaking legs. Still more than a little pink-faced, she started forward, leaning heavily into the support that the caramel-skinned actress offered her.
“I hope this isn’t a bad idea.” Min Min voiced her apprehension as she started towards the lab’s main entrance as well, wincing as her bosom reached a level of filled that was enough to feel uncomfortably tight.
“Oh, I’m sure it’ll be fine, he he!” Giggled Lola as she sprang out of her own door and danced about merrily for a moment, her titanic tits going into a bout of wild jiggling that was undoubtedly intensified by whatever happened to currently be filling them.
“Unfortunately, I don’t think we have much choice at this point.” Twintelle added. “Not if we ever intend to find out what happened to us or what we can do about it.” After a small sigh, Min Min nodded in agreement, as the four women made their way to the laboratory’s entrance, mentally bracing themselves for whatever they would be in for when they met Coyle.
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