Kevin knocked lightly on the door to Jill's room and was rewarded with a lilting "Come in," from inside. He entered quietly and found Jill sitting by the window looking out over the pool where Josh was now sunbathing and checking his phone.
"Sorry, I got away from your brother as quick as I could. I just had to see you." Jill smiled sweetly at her secret boyfriend's confession.
"I'm glad you did, I missed you too," she replied, getting up from her seat and coming over to drape her arms around his neck and press her chest against his. She did miss him she realised, whenever they were apart she always wanted to see him and be near him.
Kevin leaned down and gave her a long, lingering kiss in greeting.
"Your lips taste like strawberries," he said with a grin, not realizing that his corny line was suddenly true.
"Mmmmm," she moaned lightly "I liked that. I'll want more of those later mister. But first I have something to show you." Jill backed up a bit to give him an uninterrupted view before she slowly took off her shirt to reveal the sturdy-looking bra beneath, packed with soft flesh and holding down her sizable chest tightly. Kevin stared in lust and fascination at the sight before him. Something was different though. Not being familiar with the concept of minimiser bras he spoke up in confusion.
"Your boobs are smaller," and then they were. Thanks to the minimiser bra Jill's F-cups looked like Ds but with Kevin's words they actually shrank down to a still-attractive C-cup. Jill was still a pretty girl with nice boobs, but she could no longer call herself busty.
To someone as obsessed with her chest as Jill that hurt and especially since it came from her boyfriend.
"No they're not!" she shot back, outraged at the idea that her precious boobs would ever do anything but grow bigger and better. Neither of them seemed to notice the ordinary C-cup bra stretch as the breasts it held swelled over its inadequate cups. Just as it seemed like it would snap the bra expanded too, the straps widening and extra hooks appearing as it increased in size. Rustling fabric could be heard from Jill's underwear drawer as all of her bras transformed along with it. Soon her continued expansion overwhelmed the bra again and it stretched to keep up, the process repeating until she was wearing a full-sized lace and silk F-cup which showed off her deep, dark cleavage rather than the former minimiser which tried to hide her size. Seeing the still-hurt look on her face, Kevin immediately regretted what he said and tried to console her.
"Uhh, no. Actually you know I heard if you have someone massage them they grow faster," he mumbled, trying to save the situation.
Jill didn't believe him, but thought she might be able to extract a confession she'd been wanting if she played along.
"It's true, that does work. But only if the person massaging you truly loves you. Do you love me Kevin?" Jill asked, true love fantasies running wild in her head and her first boyfriend standing before her.
"Yeah," he replied after a moment. "I love you Jill."
"Aww, I have a boyfriend who loves me!" she melted at his sincerity. "I love you too."
Suddenly the two of them were truly in love. They had been infatuated before, exploring a new relationship and getting to know each other but with a few words they were head over heels and madly in love with one another. Jill stepped forward again, standing on her toes to plant a kiss on the surprised Kevin. He went to wrap his arms around her but she caught them and planted his hands on her abundant chest.
"In that case, you've got work to do mister," she said with a mischievous smile. Leading him over to the bed she pushed him down onto his back and straddled his body. Somehow his hands had never left her chest and he began caressing her heavy breasts with a delighted smile on his face.
Jill basked in the sensations. "That feels so good!" It really did. If anything it was somehow even better than a moment ago. While he massaged her, Jill lifted the hem of Kevin's t-shirt and ran her hands up his chest under the material. "My boyfriend has such firm muscles," she cooed as Kevin's musculature bulked up a little as though he'd been working out for a while. "I can trace the outlines of each one of his abs," Jill murmured as her fingered moved around a suddenly defined six pack. "His strong hands feel wonderful massaging my boobs." The sensations from Kevin's massage improved again and Jill tilted her head back, mouth open in pleasure and arched her back to press her chest even more into Kevin's hands. "Oh God, you're so good at that!" Kevin's massaging became more skillful as he played her soft flesh like a maestro, caressing and squeezing and pressing Jill's breasts to bring her maximum pleasure.
As his dancing hands moved over her chest, Jill felt a warm pressure forming inside her boobs, filling them up and pushing outwards. It grew stronger the longer the massage continued and Jill wondered if the story Kevin had mentioned could really be true, never realising that she was the one who made it so. She hoped it was true. Her breasts were everything to her. She loved the way they looked, the way they felt and the way they had attracted the best boyfriend ever to her. The bigger they got the better it all was and she couldn't wait to grow even more. She knew she was already growing and she was bigger than just about every other girl at school but she'd never thought Kevin's massage could feel so good and if it helped her grow even bustier as well, then she just might never let him stop. With a naughty grin she leaned down, ran her hands through Kevin's hair and pressed her strawberry lips against his.
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