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After receiving an invite your insufferable ex's wedding, you were a bit confused. Why would Lisa want you and your new girlfriend at her wedding?
However upon arriving and your stomach sank. Lisa was clustered with a group of busty invitees. However, they all looked minuscule compared to Lisa's now absolutely massive chest who seemed to be larger than all of her counterparts combined. Lisa had always spotted a healthy pair of breasts, but even just a year ago sported nothing compared to the mass foot and a half of titflesh which now protruded from her chest - seemingly defying gravity.
Having noticed you and your girlfriend pulling up Lisa excitedly bound over to your jeep. "Chris! I'm so glad you could make it. And this must be your new girlfriend Megan," Lisa purred mischeviously.
"Wha what h-happened to y-you," you stammered, both you and your girlfriend's mouth slack-jawed. "Oh? What do you mean," she asked knowingly. "YOUR BOOBS ARE HUGE, you girlfriend blurted out shrilly with a hint of jealousy in her voice. "Oh, yea. It seems after Chris and I broke up a year ago I started going through a bit of a growth spurt. I could focus better, run faster, lift more, and well . . . I think the other changes are self-apparent," she said confidently while thrusting out her chest, causing the fabric of the dress to groan under the strain.
Knowing Lisa, your stomach sank even further. She was clearly planning on humiliating your new girlfriend - an idea reinforced by her sideways to show off her overly-dramatic profile. Your girlfriend subconsciously crossed her arms over her respectable C-cups at the impromptu pose Lisa struck.
Lisa continued, "it was really tough going through a new set of bras every other week all last year. I was worried that I was getting chubby, but it turns out my stomach is flatter than ever," she bragged cheerfully while sucking in a deep breath. You couldn't help but to breathe heavily at the sight of her clearly toned stomach and waist under her heaving chest. Each breast was easily the size of her entire waist if not larger.
Smirking, Lisa leaned in, pressing her chest against your jeep in between you and your girlfriend, effectively creating a barrier of cleavage between you two. The massive breasts being mashed against the car made her already cartoonish proportions explode out of the top of her dress, cleavage reaching her chin. With that, Lisa rested her head on her cleavage and purred, "so, would you say I've changed alot? Either way I'm still a growing girl. Plus these arent all of my changes."
Befuddled but with a growing sense of arousal and horror, you try to think clearly. You:
A) Ask Lisa what she means by other changes?
B) Gently push Lisa back and ask her to leave you and your girlfriend alone.
C) Let your girlfriend respond to Lisa's charade
D) Say to Lisa, "insert your own dialogue here." (Lisa will respond).
Respond below with your choice.
However upon arriving and your stomach sank. Lisa was clustered with a group of busty invitees. However, they all looked minuscule compared to Lisa's now absolutely massive chest who seemed to be larger than all of her counterparts combined. Lisa had always spotted a healthy pair of breasts, but even just a year ago sported nothing compared to the mass foot and a half of titflesh which now protruded from her chest - seemingly defying gravity.
Having noticed you and your girlfriend pulling up Lisa excitedly bound over to your jeep. "Chris! I'm so glad you could make it. And this must be your new girlfriend Megan," Lisa purred mischeviously.
"Wha what h-happened to y-you," you stammered, both you and your girlfriend's mouth slack-jawed. "Oh? What do you mean," she asked knowingly. "YOUR BOOBS ARE HUGE, you girlfriend blurted out shrilly with a hint of jealousy in her voice. "Oh, yea. It seems after Chris and I broke up a year ago I started going through a bit of a growth spurt. I could focus better, run faster, lift more, and well . . . I think the other changes are self-apparent," she said confidently while thrusting out her chest, causing the fabric of the dress to groan under the strain.
Knowing Lisa, your stomach sank even further. She was clearly planning on humiliating your new girlfriend - an idea reinforced by her sideways to show off her overly-dramatic profile. Your girlfriend subconsciously crossed her arms over her respectable C-cups at the impromptu pose Lisa struck.
Lisa continued, "it was really tough going through a new set of bras every other week all last year. I was worried that I was getting chubby, but it turns out my stomach is flatter than ever," she bragged cheerfully while sucking in a deep breath. You couldn't help but to breathe heavily at the sight of her clearly toned stomach and waist under her heaving chest. Each breast was easily the size of her entire waist if not larger.
Smirking, Lisa leaned in, pressing her chest against your jeep in between you and your girlfriend, effectively creating a barrier of cleavage between you two. The massive breasts being mashed against the car made her already cartoonish proportions explode out of the top of her dress, cleavage reaching her chin. With that, Lisa rested her head on her cleavage and purred, "so, would you say I've changed alot? Either way I'm still a growing girl. Plus these arent all of my changes."
Befuddled but with a growing sense of arousal and horror, you try to think clearly. You:
A) Ask Lisa what she means by other changes?
B) Gently push Lisa back and ask her to leave you and your girlfriend alone.
C) Let your girlfriend respond to Lisa's charade
D) Say to Lisa, "insert your own dialogue here." (Lisa will respond).
Respond below with your choice.