"What was that ?" asked Lexi.
But reality was adapting, the destroyed piece of what was her cute white "Hello Sunshine" T-shirt had disappeared, and on top of the huge naked K-cup tits, suddenly appeared another white T-shirt, still tight around her tits, on purpose, to show much of them, but still large enough to contain them.
Instead of the "Hello Sunshine" quote was now written on the T-Shirt "Got boobs ?"
"What ?", asked back Angie, already not remembering her top exploding.
"Uh... nothing...Anyway, I just want to point out that you shouldn't brag on so much on your tits. Don't try to fool me when you said you're "a natural K-cup", Angie. Everyone know they're fake inflated KK-cup balloon tits!"
The dictaphone finally was going on that change... as suddenly, Angie's felt her KK-cup breasts... changing.
They were not only growing, but now also getting way more rounder, more stiff, and most of all, looking more and more fake by the second.
"Uh? My big boobs, what happens ?", said concerned big-titted Angie as she felt something not going right, and once again her memories getting screwed by the dictaphone's effect.
Her boobs kept growing even more massively, but this time like 2 overinflated balloons.
Meanwhile, her memories of growing enormous tits, despite her small and skinny body, giving her pride and even arrogance, was changing for memories of big frustration even at her early age, for not having big tits, then obsession to get tits as big as some of her fav adult model, like Candy Charms ( http://boobpedia.com/boobs/Candy_Charms ), then, eventually getting MASSIVE silicone implants, boosting her confidence at first, but then growing into pride of having giant tits (whatever how fake they were), and having many boys drooling for them, then into plain arrogance.
Angie had now proud memories of having her giant silicone implants so inflated she reached even DOUBLE the size of her beloved model Candy Charms. To the point the 16 years old mousey girl was now as big as her... in a morphed photo
Another quote appeared on the back of her white t-shirt which said : "Made for sex"
Her memories changed again, Angie answered to Lexi.
"Well, what about my 'over the chart' giant sexy fake breasts? They're fake and what?... You don't like them ?... Boys at school sure love them. I can tell how they jizz so much just sucking on them... I'm sure your boyfriend jizzed his pants for my massive tits."
"That's enough tease Angie! I don't even know why I phoned you!"
"Because i'm not only super sexy, i'm also the smartest girl you know and so you beg me for help ?..." said Angie with even more pride. Apparently, the dictaphone didn't changed that part of Angie Marsh. She was still a school nerd and a brilliant student !... Just now bursting with arrogance, and with an out-of-bra-chart giant silicone implant pair of fake breasts, a way more flirtier, and, apparently, quite her share of "experiences" with boys...
Angie could hear the other girl grumbling on the phone.
The brunette was exulting. Lexi was a DD-cup. Pretty big for any teens, or actually even any woman for that matter...
But Angie was way beyond that. DD-cup sounded pretty pathetic to her. Like, nearly legitimately wondering if they were making training bra for these sizes ? How Angie loved teasing these tiny-titted girls !... Always a nice feeling for her ego.
Angie decided to break this delicious (for her) silence...
"So, yeah! Lexi! ... You want to cheat the mathematic homework by copying me? Well, you know the price!
I told you, already. Bring me your boyfriend here, so that i'll let him go for a ride on the Marsh's mountains and have some fun together! I'm sure he would find it a great deal himself, if you ask him! Ahah!" teased Angie
*CLOC!... Dut... dut... dut...*
"Allo ?", asked Angie.
Lexi, pissed off, understanding Angie wouldn't help unless at "some price" she found unacceptable, finally decided to hang up.
"Oh, come on! You're not funny Lexi!", Angie said with a grin, actually to herself, before puting her 2 feet carelessly on the living room table and starting to rub her giant silicone enhanced breasts.
The teenage girl then put her more serious calm face, casually saying "... Hmm... Sad, though... I wouldn't mind seeing what this big boy has in his pants... Her boyfriend looks pretty cute..."
The brunette stretched her arms forward as she tried to reach her nipples for some rubbing.
Shit... She couldn't properly caressed them, her arms and fingers being a bit too short to properly pinched and play with them.
"Hmph... dammit", Angie complained... Too bad for her wanting a little nip-stimulations...
She stood of from her chair... Somehow, her back wasn't hurting from her chest sporting such enormous giant silicone enhanced tits.
The brunette then remembered that she did surgery to strengthen her back beyond its capacity as well. How convenient!
She then looked at Candy, her little 6 years old cousin, who, unknowingly from Angie, had been watching Angie changing all along.
as she was the only one being aware of Angie going from unconfident teen, to an over-confident slutty nerd with giant massive fake breasts...
Angie smiled at her little cousin, who was agaped and stunned to what Angie just transformed into, an idea struck Angie's perverted mind...
"Hey Candy! Would you mind helping your big cousin ? My... tiny bits on my boobies are... itching..", said Angie, shamelessly, refering at her fattened nipples as 'tiny bits', " I would be glad if someone could rub them a bit, just to please your big cousin a bit. I could then let you climb on my boobies like a girl on an adventure, like you liked, 2 year ago, you remember ?"
Indeed, in this changed reality, Candy and Angie had memories of Angie putting a smaller 4 years old Candy on top of her already back-then massive fake tits to play like she was an adventure flying on top of some zeppelins.
Candy, confused just said :
"... ... No ..."
Angie giggled, amused by her little cousin dumb face she was making, she wondered why though... It wasn't like she never saw her massive fake tits before.
"Ahah! Oh well ! Fine! I guess i'll have to find a boy on the street to do that for me... or ... ease my 'itching' with other means..."
Candy, 6 years old, didn't knew what Angie was meaning by 'easing her itching'.
She just knew that when her cousin was talking about that, she would often go up to her bedroom, and then she would cry, like in pain...
And it didn't missed, as Candy saw and heared her big cousin going to her bedroom, and 5 minutes later, she could hear them moaning from the living-room.
"Ow... ooOow... OOOoww...OOOW!!"
Candy was concerned... She didn't know why her 16 years old cousin was suddenly crying... She was 6 years old afterall, she knew she couldn't understand everything of the older ones' world... Candy could dislike Angie on times, be she still hoped she wasn't suffering too much ...
* * *
A good 50 minutes later, Angie went down the stairs again, crossing the living-room, visibly exhausted and sweating, going for a cold drink, throwing, as she walked by the living-room table, a weird thing on it ...
Candy, curious, asked her : "Your itching are finished ?..."
Angie, answering : "... Not so much..."
As Candy paid a look at what she saw her older cousin put negligently on the table... A weird pink plastic thing, long and large like an adult arm that had wobbled a bit when Angie threw it on the table, the candid girl asked :
"What is this thing ? It looks gross!"
"Well... You'll find out when you'll get older..." said Angie with a smirk.
Candy's mother would have had kill Angie if she knew the teenager was casually walking around the house with a dildo when her daughter was here, but Angie, aware of that, didn't give a single fuck.
Actually the simple fact to let her little cousin see this and being all wondering what it could be was an amusing sight for the now pretty perverted Angie.
"... Will you punish me, like you said earlier?" finally asked Candy, as, her, still remembered the original past before the records.
"What ?... What punishment ?..."
Apparently, whatever happened to Angie, she forgot she told she would punished her! "Great!" thought Candy.
The little girl was afraid of whatever Angie had become, but maybe THIS new Angie was more "cool" after all.
Candy smiled to Angie, who smiled back, whatever why the little girl was smiling to her.
"I like the new you Angie!" Candy shouted giving a hug to her cousin's massive fake tits.
"??..." wondered Angie, obviously not understanding, but okay...
"Can I play with your thing ?", asked Candy, referring to the dictaphone that she had with her.
"Hey! It's mine, girl!...", first reacted Angie.
But in the end, she wouldn't mind much her young cousin toying a bit with it...
The new Angie was quite a bitch, but apparently not to her 6 y.o cousin...