"Geez !" said Amber. "I wonder what you boys are thinking sometimes. Those are already too much for me, why would you think I'd like to have even worse back pains ?"
Peter had difficulties not to smile stupidly as her girlfriend now definitely had round, proud D cups when she used to have common B cups. God, he likes big boobs ! Why couldn't girl realize this was the best thing they could ask for ? Instead they were just always complaining. Boring. But those melons were looking delicious in the girl's shirt. Peter badly wanted to feel them... but seeing them growing was just too arousing. He couldn't help but think Amber deserved a bigger pair of breasts. Still, the girl was lecturing him, even if he wasn't really caring.
"Do you think it's fun when you find a cute bikini but the top isn't your size just because you've got a bit too much flesh up there ? Or feeling them aching when you run ? I just can't..."
Blah blah blah. What did she know ? Peter grinned. He wanted his girlfriend to have bigger boobs than the other footballers girlfriends. Just so they'd all think they were not as lucky as he was to have such a curvy girl just for him. Peter took the dictaphone near his lips once again.
"My girlfriend Amber has boobs as large as those of Vanessa Barnes ! Amber doesn't notice me recording this again."
Barnes tits were hot. Everyone wanted to have a grope of them, but the bitch wouldn't let anyone touch them, just teasing the boys to have them serve her. So, yeah, his girlfriend wouldn't be like that and he'd finally have those dream boobs in his hands. He drooled as Amber was suddenly lost, her mind unable to process the fact that Peter had just used a voice recorder in front of her.
"What did I..."
She was trying to remember, but Peter's eyes were on her chest, her breasts gently enlarging, the fabric stretching as they did, and the lines of her bra more and more visible, revealing it changing as it was growing, the cups enlarging to cover the always bigger breasts of the girl. Peter loved this. How she was growing, how her clothes were struggling to keep her covered, how she needed bigger bra as the changes happened, the darkening line of her cleavage, the perfect roundness of the growing wonders... Amber quickly went to a DD cup, then reached E, and as she stopped at an F cup, Peter was a bit disappointed, as during the growth, he thought she could grow bigger to have breasts exactly as big as Barnes, excepted she was shorter than the girl. But the dictaphone had somewhat changed reality so the girls would proportionally be the same size.
"Hmph, is it hot or is it just me ?" asked Amber while playing with the wires of her bra and groping her own breasts, making Peter's erection even more obvious. "I'm sweating as hell in this bra, she complained. See ? That's why I'm too big, I told you ! Those things are heavy, need thick bras and the sports ones cost a fortune to buy. Just one more cup size and I'll have to leave the athletics team, so, no, I'm not, ever, wishing for bigger breasts ! Those are a pain ! But you wouldn't understand, you're not the one carrying them. I know you love them and they get me a lot more attention than I want, but have a good look at them, because I'll have a reduction one day or the other." The deliciously top heavy girl adjusted her bra making her round breasts jump nicely in the move, and eventually walked away, bouncing with each step.
Peter grinned. A reduction ? Soon ? Yeah, or so you think... but you're not the one to decide !
Fri Jan 23 00:00:00 2015