Sarah BE

 

"Come on squirt, let's go."

 

"Nya. Rach, give me five minutes." Sarah said, trying to free her arm from Rachael's grasp while simultaneously peeking into the window of a clothing store. Rachael continued to drag the kitten towards the mall exit.

 

"No way kiddo, we've got to get back to the farm."

 

"Rach, I'm not a kid! Not anymore."

 

"You'll always be my little sis." Rachael said with a smile. "Now come on."

 

Sarah was having none of it, and slumped and sulked. Still, Rachael had no problem dragging the sister out. Meanwhile, a raincloud had appeared in Sarah's usually sunny psyche. 'She never listens to me! Won't even trust me to shop by myself! I need to show her I'm a full grown woman now! But how?' as Sarah exited the mall, she saw a bill board across the road. There, a very well endowed woman showed off a lacey bra (or, showed off what that bra didn't cover) and gave a sultry wink. 'Bet no one calls her a child. That's it. I need to be womanly. Rachael will have to stop calling me kiddo. I need to be sexy'. she decided. She glanced over at Rachael and nodded to herself. She knew what she needed to do.

 

"Now, Sarah, I don't want to hear any more - Sarah?" Rachael realized the pouting had stopped. She flexed her fingers. She wasn't gripping anything anymore. She turned around, realizing she was all alone.

 

"How does she do that?"

 

Meanwhile, Sarah was back in the mall. She had to hurry, but had found what she was looking for. In the back of a convenience store, the kind that sold every medicine known to man or Prime, was a 'natural supplement' that promised to pile on the cup sizes. Sarah had bought three bottles. She didn't even care the looks she got from the cashier. One bottle fit in each of her short pockets. She was thankful she hadn't worn her short shorts. But that left the third bottle. Sarah looked around, and knowing she didn't have much time, stuffed the bottle into her cleavage. It didn't occur to her that anyone who could fit a bottle between their tits and hold it there might not need more curves. Her mind was now filled of 'real women' - like the busty Taffy and the bustier Mora. Soon, Sarah would join there ranks.

 

"There you are!" Rachael said, marching up to her. Sarah grinned sheepishly. She'd get it now, but so long as Rachael was too mad to notice Sarah's pockets....

 

Two arguments, some whining and a long walk later, Rachel and Sarah were finally making their back back to the Las Lindas house. Somehow Sarah had been able to keep her sister fuming the entire walk home ("When can we go back? Why can't I get anything? I really like that could we go again tomorrow? Please please please please please?") enough to keep her from noticing the small bottle cap slowly wedging its way out from between her bouncing chest. Every few steps Sarah could see her breasts wobble and start to release their captor, making her fall back a few feet to readjust. It definitely made the walk home less boring, if not a little more annoying for the white kitten. It didn't matter to her though, the second the two of them walked in the house she was home free.

 

"Hey Sarah, maybe wanna' watch some—" Rachel looked to her side only to see a white blur make its way up the stairs as quickly as possible, her arms clutched around her chest.

 

"Sorrytummyhurtsgottausethebathroommaybelater!" Sarah yelled back before bolting into the bathroom at the far end of the hall and slamming the door shut. With a click of the lock, she sighed and plopped her soft rear into the toilet seat, the bottle in her chest finally popping free and rolling down her cleavage, clattering as it hit the tile floor. "Finally." The white kitten leaned forward to grab the errant bottle, her breasts squishing against her thin legs as she reached. As she pulled the bottle back up to her face, she finally got a good look at what it is she purchased.

 

A picture strikingly similar to the lingerie model that started this whole thing adorned the front, with breasts that dwarfed even the infamous Mora's pushing against a plain white bra. "Prammomex" was in huge bold letters underneath, and as Sarah twirled the label around, it changed from alluring to... "Boring! There's so much text here! I wonder where the dosage is?" Ignoring warning labels, limitations and everything else that a non-ditzy white kitten would read, she finally located the two-a-day recommendation. An open container and two downed capsules later, and Sarah was again staring at the bottle as she stood in front of the mirror.

 

'Not bad,' she thought, 'but I probably shouldn't leave these lying around... at least not with the picture on them!' Taking her fingernails she proceeded to do her best to remove the obvious bust-enhancement from the label on each bottle before depositing them to the back of the shared medicine cabinet. Looking at her creamy cleavage in the mirror, she grinned widely to herself, thinking about the day when she gets to surpass Mora as the bustiest in Las Lindas and finally show her sister who's really grown up. Making sure to faux-flush, Sarah practically skipped her way out of the bathroom and back down to meet Rachel.

 

If Sarah had taken the time to read through the medical information, she might've noticed the intended cup size per dosage. She might also have noticed that it warns against taking multiple pills at a time, or ingesting them within half an hour of eating. It might also help explain the kitten's incredibly voracious appetite over the last few days that was thankfully explained away as puberty spurts. Either way, for an entire week Sarah continued her regimen of two tablets every day, with the occasional extra at night if she was feeling adventurous (considering the rambunctious kitten's normal attitude, this was almost every time), and it showed. Immensely. Which is why Sarah and Rachel were at the mall again, but this time with a bit of monetary help from Taffy, a shop suggestion from Mora and a lifetime of scorning from what sounded like a jealous black cat.

 

Their destination was obvious, even to outsiders: The tiny white kitten was in desperate need of a new bra. Within three days of her taking her new "supplements," Sarah had burst out of her old sizes and swelled up into one of Taffy's bras, albeit the straps let all the way out to help compensate for the extra chest of the smaller, slimmer girl. It wasn't until Sarah was parading around as she overflowed the cups of one of Mora's bras that the entire house was starting to worry about her developments, with each and every inch adding to Rachel's obvious fuming about her little companion's "exploding cow boobs." A day later she snapped the huge garment off her chest, and they were off to the mall the next day.

 

Sarah, on the other hand, was ecstatic. Her "tiny" D-cups had exploded with size, with every morning bringing a heavier wake-up routine and a longer shower. The little white kitten hadn't thought about the increased sensitivity that comes with behemoth boobs, but she found out very quickly and found herself enjoying it even faster. However, it did make dressing a serious complication. Her breasts had easily tripled in size since the last time the girls had been to the mall, so her large volley-ball sized boobs were shoved into one of Mora's sleeping shirts that turned into a tight top on the curvaceous kitten, her larger nips pushing out almost eight inches in front of the black material with pride. Despite being fully covered, Primes everywhere were staring at the tiny white kitten who looked like she was smuggling half of the mall's products underneath her shirt.

 

"C'mon squirt, we gotta' get you fitted." Rachel grumbled as Sarah moseyed her way through the mall centre, eyes affixed to her jiggling endowments, Rachel's included. Jealousy leeched out of every breath as Rachel acknowledged that her little "sister" was no longer even remotely little. She was slightly skeptical of how natural Sarah's growth was, but there were no signs of foul play other than the absurd speed at which the shorter of the two kittens was putting on cup sizes.

 

"But I wanna' look! Besides, don't you think I can..." Sarah whined as she shifted shoulders, her large breasts quivering from side to side as they collided with her thin arms. "Take care of myself?"

 

'My god.' Rachel thought as her eyes were affixed to the carnivorous cleavage that was created by Sarah's boobs almost eating the slack in her top. Even the buzz-kill black cat couldn't deny that this was causing some serious turmoil in her brain. 'She's hot! I mean huge!' "No way! The fact that you've gotten so much bigger means now I need to watch over you even more! Who knows what'll happen!" Rachel almost began fuming in the middle of the mall, but she was right. Sarah's little display was only meant for distracting Rachel, but she effected everybody who even had the slightest glimpse of the bodacious kitty.

 

"But...!" Sarah began to protest, but Rachel cut her off. "But nothing! You're young, small, and now..." her voice lowered to a whisper, "ridiculously busty and a bombshell. But it doesn't make you even remotely responsible! Now c'mon, we need to get you covered up better."

 

So back at the farm after the fuss of getting a new wardrobe that at least tries to cover up Sarah's new bust size along with some extra larger clothes just in case, Sarah began to think of how is she going to keep Rachael from knowing the kitten's secret pill campaign. It would be only a matter of time until Rachael realizes that the capsules that are stored in the back of the medicine cabinet aren't holding ordinary pills. It was by pure luck that no one has bothered to notice them in the first place! Sarah has to do something about it soon or Rachael will be raising all kinds of hell. So what does a kitten have to do to keep herself from being exposed, at least until all of the pills are gone?

 

"So, what should we do tonight?" Taffy innocently asks while not trying to unintentionally invoke the wrath of a fuming black cat. "Maybe bake some..."

 

"NO! No cookies!" Rachael spontaneously snapped. "Sarah's big enough as it is!"

 

"I was going to say to bake bread so we wouldn't have to buy some from the store," whimpered Taffy.

 

"Damn, Rachael! What's gotten into you?" Mora asked. "Look, I know it's a big shock to you that Sarah is getting bigger but why are flying off your hinges on Taffy?"

 

"Flying of my hinges?" Rachael asked. "Do you know what I'll be going through? I would have to keep Sarah from doing something stupid with her mega boobs!"

 

"You think that this is affecting only you?" questioned Mora. "I've been out-sized by someone have my size!"

 

"No one cares about your ego, Mora!"

 

Sarah and Taffy did the next best thing and just leave the room to avoid the bickering onslaught.

 

"Wooh, still safe." Sarah said, reaching for the pills in the back of the medicine cabinet. She still had plenty to go, not even through a bottle. Her plan wasn't working, but Sarah was latching on to one thing Rachael had said earlier. "You're small....I need to take care of you."

 

"We'll see who takes care of who." Sarah grumbled. She took out another pill and downed it right there. Unfortunately, she had left the bathroom door ajar, and Taffy had escaped the now full-out battle going on between Mora and Rachael. So she saw the busty kitten downing a pill as she walked by.

 

"Oh, there you are hun. Taking some aspirin...?" she asked, giving Sarah a quizzical look. Sarah made sure her hand was covering the label. Thank goodness Taffy wasn't the kind to get suspicious.

 

"Y-yea. The bra makes it better, but I was aching from earlier, y'know...heh heh..." Sarah said. Taffy nodded knowingly.

 

"Hopefully you'll grow into them. My head is splitting from those two shouting so much. Could you hand me a couple dear?"

 

"Ohh....sure." Sarah said, almost biting her tongue. There was no helping it. At the least, she shook out the pills herself, so she never had to reveal the bottle. Taffy didn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary. She got a glass of water from the sink, and then patted the kitten's head before leaving.

 

"Don't worry dear. Rachael's just jealous is all, but you know she loves you. This will all get sorted out soon enough."

 

"Thanks Taffy." Sarah said. She was eager for Taffy to leave, as a devious idea had popped into her head. The bunny went off, and Sarah was sure to close the door behind her. Then she started rifling through the medicine cabinet. She found a couple of bottles of aspirin, and promptly dumped their contents down the toilet. They barely got used, as Taffy kept more aspirin in the kitchen so no one coming in from farmwork or such would have to go hunt any down. Sarah decanted her pills into the aspirin bottle. She knew it wasn't foolproof, but if no one had noticed the bottles so far, then obviously no one was digging through the cabinet that often anyway. The last bottle Sarah decided to keep with her. She could now easily hide it in her canyon of cleavage. She giggled and squeezed her watermelon breasts. Whatever Rachael thought, these were great! Sarah definitely didn't have any plans to stop anytime soon. She skipped out of the bathroom, purposefully making her tits jostle for the fun of it, as she headed to her room.

 

One week have past and as Sarah's breasts grew, so did her sister's jealousy that Taffy mentioned and with jealousy comes headaches. Rachael has been taking aspirins in the kitchen a lot more frequently. This didn't compromised Sarah's secret but that's about to change real quick.

 

"I am so, so sorry!" Taffy yelped after she accidentally knocked the last bottle of aspirins into the sink's drain. "I just didn't see it."

 

"Didn't see it?" Rachael replied in an aggressive manner. "It was right in front of you! You just didn't care about knocking it over with your stuff around the counter!"

 

"I was preparing for dinner..."

 

"So what? You think everyday I just wake and have a nice day even though my sister's boobs are starting to bulge their way out of the new bra that we just got her last week?"

 

"Rachael..."

 

"Not only do I have to keep an eye on Sarah but I have to keep another eye on Miles! It's only a matter of time until guys from all over the place start to come by and..."

 

"Rachael!" Taffy snapped finally. "If you want some aspirins then go get them from the market that isn't far from here."

 

Rachael growled and headed off to the market. Taffy sighed in relief that she got out of a fight and then realized that there are aspirins in the bathroom cabinet, though it was probably better for Rachael to walk a mile to cool off. The bunny headed up to the bathroom and passed Sarah along the way who was in her usual "bouncy" mood. But Sarah's mood quickly changed to fright when she noticed that Taffy is pulling out the aspirin bottle!

 

Sarah watched as Taffy opened the cabinet in the bathroom and pulled out the bottle of “aspirin.” Sarah instantly went to go stop her, but froze in place before she did. Thinking about it, she would have to reveal her secret to Taffy, who of course would tell the rest of the house including Rachael! Sarah definitely did not want that to happen, so she decided to let Taffy take the pill unperturbed. What could it hurt if Taffy had a pill or two? Bigger boobies had made Sarah happy, and maybe Taffy would be happier too!

 

Taffy, shook two pills into her hand (a double dose), and thinking about it she would probably need a few for later and shook two more into her pink paw for. This left the bottle near empty with only four remaining…Swallowing the tablets with a glass of water Taffy and the rest of the house continued as usual, except for that night when Taffy took her spare two aspirins right before bed.

 

A week passed and no one had touched the bottle of pills. The men of the house had gathered around the kitchen table, and were making small talk, when the topic of Sarah’s explosive gains from puberty was inevitably brought up.

 

“Well I have no idea what’s causing it.” said Idward plain faced. He’d been sure it wasn’t his two magical nymphs who were responsible, although they did giggle with laughter at the unbelievable big bust.

 

“It’s this house! Being around that cow so much it’s rubbing off on her.” Miles kidded with his mouthwatering as he thought of the boobacious kitten.

 

“That may be it.” Randall said joking at the idea. He glanced around the kitchen making sure a certain pair of rabbit ears was not listening in before leaning close to the other two and continuing in a whisper. “In fact with the way her clothes are fitting, I think Taffy’s still growing too!” a slight smile crossed his face as he said this, thinking of how the bunny seemed quite bouncier lately

 

Miles stared intently “Well Rachael hasn’t that’s for sure, but I think Mora might have grown a little too! Yesterday I saw her in that tank top and-”

 

“Nope.” Idward said smirking and cutting Miles off from across the table

 

“And how can you be so sure?” Miles asked the smug looking fox.

 

“I know my Morita’s figure like I do the palm of my hand,” he explained holding his hand out to illustrate, “and her bust hasn’t changed an inch.” He explained starry eyed.

 

“OK…” Randall said a tiny bit sacred at the fox’s freaky knowledge of Mora.

 

Elsewhere in her house Sarah had just showered and returned to her room to get dressed. Prying the door quietly opened she spied Rachael in front of the rooms full length mirror. Sarah secretly watching her sister saw Rachael as she picked up one of Sarah’s own bras. Picking up the black garment and holding it up to her own chest, Rachael sighed as she compared herself to her “bigger” sister’s brasserie. Tossing it back into the drawer, she finished dressing and Sarah moved in to the room, not revealing that she had seen her sister beforehand.

 

Sarah was left thinking about what she could do, there were still four pills left she could share with her sister. But then again the whole point of the pills was that she’d be seen more grown up in Rachel’s eyes!

 

Sarah had finished off the bottle she had taken from the cabinet, and one of the two "aspirin" bottles was gone, and that left one more bottle of "aspirin" left. As overjoyed as she was by her humongous breasts (they brushed the table when she sat down for a meal) Sarah knew that this bottle had a special purpose now. If only her sister could see what it was like....so Sarah had to show her.

 

Of course, if Sarah outright revealed the pills, Rachael would flip out. Sarah loved her sis, but was more than a little afraid of her temper, especially with how ornery she was nowadays. This gave her all the more reason to do as she was doing now. She bounced along towards Rachael's training area. The chocolate cat could be found there reliably these days, whenever she didn't have work. Working out stress, apparently. She didn't always do proper exercises even, just punching away at that punching bag to no end. Sarah feared what Rachael was imagining when she was doing that. She tried to slip into the barn unnoticed, but of course she was very noticeable these days. Rachael turned around instantly, and Sarah practically froze. She waved nervously, trying to minimize the wobbling of her pillow-boobs. To no avail, of course. She could practically feel Rachael's gaze burning a hole in them.

 

 

"Hey sis. Thought I'd come by, see how you're doing." Sarah said.

 

"Fine." Rachael grunted. She got back to wailing on the bag.

 

"Oh, okay...." Sarah said. She waited a few moments, but Rachael was doing her best to ignore her sister's presence.

 

"Maybe I should do some exercise here...." Sarah said, just trying to make conversation.

 

"Like weightlifting?" Rachael asked, her voice dripping with jealousy. Sarah sighed. She was glad Rachael wasn't looking as she drew the bottle out of her cleavage. She tended to use it as a pocket, but didn't want to draw any more attention to herself right now.

 

"I heard Minos talking about how working out too much makes you sore." Sarah said, which was a half truth. A few people were beginning to worry about Rachael, after all. "So I brought you some aspirin. You can take it after working? That's what I heard anyway." Rachael hadn't responded to any of this. Sarah sighed and placed it on a hay bale next to Rachael's water bottle. "Don't forget, okay? I don't want you to get hurt. Your my sis, after all. I love you." getting no response, a thoroughly blue kitten excused herself from the barn.

 

"The hell...?" Rachael thought aloud, once again trying to get the clasp on her bra together. It had been a couple of weeks since Sarah had approached Rachael in the barn. Rachael had gotten mad at herself after that. The way she acted, around her own sister! She felt terrible, but not as bad as when she saw Sarah's breasts. The beyond-watermelon sized tits outclassed even Mora, great fluffy pillows that were each wider than the girl's torso! And the way Sarah was so open with them, barely covering them, touching them all the time....it made Rachael see red, and she didn't know why. She had seen the pill bottle their afterward, and had understood the olive branch Sarah was trying to extend - even though, to Rachael, Sarah hadn't even done anything. And Rachael really was working herself sore. Unfortunately, the pills didn't seem particularly effective, so she had had to down a few at a time to get any relief.

 

Now, she was trying to get ready for the day, and couldn't get her bra done up. Rachael looked down, and was rather surprised by what she saw - cleavage! Her breasts were overflowing the bra cups, and so squished together that a decent crevice had formed. Rachael let go, and the bra slid off to dangle by her arms, her breasts bouncing forth. The chocolate orbs weren't huge, but they were a lot fuller and perkier than Rachael remembered them being.

 

Rachael grasped at one breast, testing its realness. Instantly she let out a little murr. Oh, they were real alright - real sensitive. Rachael weighed them in her hands, squishing them and rubbing circles around them. She found herself grinning like an idiot.

 

She looked up at her room's mirror, realized what she was doing, and immediately scowled. She dropped her arms to her sides. Still, she twisted this way and that with an examining eye. She was definitely a good deal bigger now, up top. Was something really going around the house, something causing epic boobage? Rachael wasn't stupid - something was up. But she could hardly go about undressed! Maybe go see Taffy for a bra - the bunny had recently outgrown all of hers, adding to Rachael's suspicion.

 

Rachael threw on a shirt, and then poked her head out the door. Her shirt felt tight across her chest, and she knew there was no way she could go about without basically putting the goods on display. Why didn't she have anything looser fitting! Too late now. Rachael waited until she was sure that the coast was clear, and began to dash from her room. Her dash didn't last long, however. Her tits were jostling wildly in her top, more than she expected. It was extremely distracting. Rachael had to bite her lip, and at the corner in the hallway stopped, righted herself, and looked for anyone who could see her. No one was about, so Rachael made a break for Taffy's room.

 

"Taffy?" Rachael called, rapping on the door.

 

"....just a minute!" Taffy called back after an odd pause. Rachael huffed, crossing her arms under her chest. She had to attempt that twice, the first time she accidentally squashed her breasts. She blushed at herself. They weren't even that big...but man, they felt huge to her! They were everywhere....and she kinda liked it. No, no, Rachael shook that thought from her head. That was the horniness talking. Wait....horniness?

 

"C'mon Taffy." Rachael complained, wanting to keep her mind off of potentially disturbing thoughts. She didn't get a response, but she could hear some sort of noise from Taffy. Sounds of cloth and effort - was the bunny having wardrobe issues too? Unfortunately, Rachael heard another sound. The sound of a conversation - well, one side of one at least. Miles was coming! And then, a grunt of response from the conversation made Rachael truly afraid - Minos was with him. If the both of them saw her - Miles and his lecherous ways, Minos, who'd surely think her a slut! Her nipples had unwillingly made themselves known to Rachael, and they were poking up through her shirt!

 

"Taffy!" Rachael was desperate, and tried the doorknob. It was unlocked. She barged into the room.

 

"Sorry Taffy, but I - what the?!" Rachael had barged in on Taffy in bed - nude, and with one hand clearly down her front. A hastily tugged bedsheet covered half of Taffy's front, revealing one long bare leg and most of her fluffy mounds - they were bigger, pretty much the size of her head! Taffy went red as Rachael's jaw dropped.

 

"Rachael!!" Taffy yelled, blushing furiously. "Get out!" she was nearly in tears. She was panting, her breasts heaving up and down, crowded by her chest tuff. So heavy and round. And Taffy's other hand was still (though behind a bedsheet) in a very specific location on her body. Rachael had caught Taffy masturbating.

 

"Oh god, I'm sorry!" yelped Rachael as she darts out of the room, slamming the door in the process. "I'm sorry!" Rachael's face was as red as a tomato but it somehow made redder when she sees Miles and Minos right in front of here. So many thoughts ran through her head, she doesn't know what the sleazy cat is going to say or worse, what Minos would think of her now because of Rachael's new boobs. Miles broke the silence by saying the last thing that Rachael expected.

 

"Pay up, Minos!"

 

"Wha...?" Rachael thought.

 

"I told you that all of the girl's boobs are getting bigger!" said Miles with snarky smile. "You owe me a whole weeks worth of chores."

 

"Hmm, if it would keep you from bragging at me about this "event" for now then fine," Minos replied with his always stoic manner.

 

"Yeah, I knew I was going to win this. Especially since Mora's getting bigger too."

 

"Wait, Mora has been getting bigger too?" Rachael asked, completely forgetting of what she just went through.

 

It turns out that in the past few weeks, Sarah had bought some more breast expanding pills thought it would be a great idea to secretly replace all of the aspirin pills with the breast expanding pills to improve Rachael's assets without blowing the white kitten's cover. But apparently, Mora has taken some of the pills as well that made her grow slightly bigger. When Sarah found out about the unintended consequences, she rethinks of whether or not the pill switching was a good idea. She could stop the pill switching and just give the pills to Rachael but that would run the risk of exposing herself or she can continue to do this so that all of the girls would get bigger.

 

Sarah leaned over and peaked around the corner. It was a difficult task - not only did her breasts dangle for over a foot below her like this, but they bulged out, one side against the door frame. She was taking, regularly, twice the recommended dosage on her pills now in order to continue the growth. A casual observer may have called the kitten addicted at this point. But there was more to it than that. Sarah wanted to stay on top, stay the biggest, and that was getting harder. Through the doorway she was peaking from, Mora sat casually on the couch while Rachael worked at her desk. Mora's tits were bulging out of her button-up shirt, and she had undone the top four buttons to allow them some room, showing off an acre of cleavage. Sarah was still on top, but Mora was naturally busty, and the pills seemed to have the greatest effect on her.

 

That wasn't to say that only Mora was effected. The problem was exasperating itself; while all the girls could hold their breasts without much worry, they were more prone to occasional aches, leading them to take more and more "aspirin". Rachael's once meager breasts were starting to swell, looking bigger each day. Sarah, a growing expert in all things related to breasts, eyed her sister and guessed her to be nearing a DD-cup. She took a moment to imagine the black fluffy mounds underneath her sister's strained top, the way her pert breasts were filling out, encroaching on one another, sitting heavier on her chest and spreading out forth from her. Sarah shifted, biting her lip. She tried to take her mind off of it, and so exited the doorframe the way she came.

 

Sarah wore a heavily modified version of her favorite red top. She loved it, loved showing off, as it was now just a band of fabric squeezing her breasts together. Her breasts sat on her torso, reaching down her ribcage, but much of the flesh now spilled beyond her lithe frame, so that she had to bring her arms up at an angle, and couldn't put them directly out in front of her. She had taken to approaching things sideways to accommodate her funbags. But she hardly considered that a nuisance, not when the perks were so great. Recently, however, Sarah was having a harder time controlling herself. Her breasts were two great reservoirs of hormones, and the spunky kitten was feeling their effects. Everyone looked hot to her, even Rachael (perhaps, though she was unaware, especially Rachael). Sarah decided to get some alone time, right in the middle of the day. Then maybe she could think straight for a couple hours. She briefly considered stopping her constant restocking of the pills, before things got too far. But then she'd have to stop herself...and looking down at her massive, eye-filling tits, Sarah decided that wasn't an option.

 

As time passes, the women of Las Lindas have changed for the bigger and no one has bothered to find out why. Only Din & Jin know exactly who the culprit is but Idward has yet to complain about Mora's now gargantuan tits and the muses have been getting way too much entertainment value from the girls trying cope with their newly enlarged breasts such as trying to maneuver around corners and haplessly trying to avoid collisions. The majority of the muses entertainment is seeing how Sarah squeezes sensually through the doorways with her massive breasts.

 

Sarah is still by far the largest though Mora has been catching up to her but not by much. Rachael and Taffy manged to have the same size of breasts, but that's because Rachael has been taking more pills than Taffy. Throughout the weeks though Sarah has been having some "hormonal" tendencies such as "unintended" colliding with the other guys, even Miles! It isn't just the guys though, Sarah has been more friendlier towards Mora to where Minos and Idward are just an obstacle. Rachael on the other hand doesn't like it, though it isn't enough to start a war over, yet.

 

Outside of the farm, the pills that Sarah have been getting has grown much more popular than before, popular enough that it might suspicion.

 

It was an average morning at the Las Linda’s ranch. Well…as average as it got now that all the women at the breakfast table sported breasts that could only be measured as far beyond double J’s.

 

It was breakfast time, so Miles made sure to grab the morning paper, before the rest of the house went through it. He was looking forward to reading about the new high tech airport that had just opened in Gossamer. Bending over, and tucking the paper underneath his arm without a glance at the headlines, Miles headed inside and laid it out before him on the breakfast table where everyone was sitting.

 

A non-verbal cold war of sorts was taking place at said table as nobody male or female spoke of the growing matters at hand. Taffy surely wasn’t going to complain as her new larger breasts brought extra sensitiveness during her “free time”; Rachael surely wasn’t going to complain as she was positively amazed she happened to have breasts at all, let alone ones this size. She loved to feel herself up, and enjoyed her breasts new substantial size and softness finding herself taking showers that took a little bit longer than usal. In fact it may have been the hormones, but she had begun wondering if any of the other girls would want to join her in the shower, she just hadn’t worked up the nerve to ask…yet. Mora while still growing larger, adapted the easiest to her changes, accustomed to having quite a heft to lift on her chest already, the swelling of her bra size was something not that strange to her, what was weird is that it had happened now along with everyone else... And it most certainly wouldn’t be Sarah who would be the first to whine. She was also feeling a certain passion towards all of the other ladies, and off course wasn’t going to let the cat out of the bag of how they all got that way. Her silence would be enough to ensure she would still be the biggest around.

 

This phenomenon had left the men speechless, unable to comment either out of shyness or fear of a beat down. They all were simply thunderstruck by the sheer immensity of the chests the girls had but were growing more impatient with just looking. Their certain “natural hormones” were acting up too causing them to be a little more aggressive around the house, most of the men now desiring more than just too look at bra busting breasts, but to fondle or play with them, or at least see them naked!

Returning to Miles who had just sat down, and laid the newspaper onto the table, he poured himself a cup of coffee and started on his breakfast leaving the paper for later.

 

Sarah was a different case. She read the text of the paper as it said in big bold letters.

 

MIRACLE DRUG BRINGS BIGGER BREASTS FOR EVERYONE! Beneath the headline was a Tiger prime trying to fit her massive breasts into a bra that was way too cup many cup sizes small too hold her thickness.

 

What could Sarah do now? Someone was bound to read it and put two and two together, and then… and then everyone would know she’d done it, and even worse she might not be the biggest around after everyone knew about the pills.

 

Unless…she could knock over Miles coffee cup, that would ruin the paper, or at least the front page for now. Maybe that would be enough to keep the truth hidden for now…

 

OR she could just admit what she’d done now and have the whole issue off her chest. She couldn’t hide for much longer anyways...could she?

 

“Ah Sarah, could you pass the sugar dear?” asked Taffy as she sipped her coffee that tasted a tad too bitter.

 

“Uh sure Taffy...” Sarah said a little too quickly, seeing her chance. She reached over her large knockers for the sugar, knockers so large in in fact she “accidentally” knocked over Miles' coffee mug as she reached for the sugar bowl.

 

“Oh, Raspberries… Well I’ll get it sweetie.” Taffy said taking action. Rising from her chair she immediately brought a paper towel to the scene of the spill, and threw the front page article of the news away. The rapid motion of her wiping up the coffee began sending waves through her arm and into her blubbery breasts which wiggled and wriggled in their tight confines. Taffy looked up as she finished cleaning to see that she was in the center of everyone’s attention, as everybody at the table, boys and girls alike, had raunchy and lewd smiles on their faces at the little show Taffy’s breasts had given them.

 

Sarah knew no one would be remembering her little accident after they left the table.

 

Later and elsewhere in the house, Miles was ranting at another “Guy Meeting.”

 

“That’s it!” he began, raising his voice. “Look, I don’t know about you guys but this is starting to become too much!” he complained. The other could hear that there was some earnestness in his lusty words. “We’ve all agreed now that the girls are definitely looking bustier, and usually I would be the very last guy to complain about it. But it’s like too much of a good thing! I’m going CRAZY here! You've all seen it!” A crazed look fell into everyone's eyes as they thought about the sight of Taffy jiggling that morning or Sarah bounding/bouncing down the stairs that afternoon… “I can’t take it anymore! It’s just;” he searched for the word that best described his predicament, “It's Unfair! I mean the ranch looks like it's full of porn stars, and worst of all it’s no looky and no touchy!” he finished in a hoarse voice.

 

dward gave a groan and rubbed his temple. “I can see where you’re coming from Miles, but you don’t have to yell. It’s starting to making my head hurt” I’m going to get an aspirin, does anyone else want one? he asked on his way out.

 

It seemed Miles little tirade had effected them all as the group unanimously raised their hands. Idward went to fetch the bottle…

 

“Yes, I’ve had enough!” Randall agreed. “They try to keep themselves cradled inside those RIDICULOUS sized clothes, and then they get mad if they even think your sneaking a peek. I tried asking all the girls about it, but they play it off by saying they don’t know.”

 

“Agreed,” Mino said ever the patient one. Although recently he too had felt he wanted more time with Mora, more alone time. “This is most unnatural…”

 

“Yes, we’ve got to find what’s doing this and at least put a stop to it…” Idward added resolute in tone as he reentered the room with aspirin bottle in hand. “It’s time to get to the bottom of this.”

 

“Humph, more like the top if you ask me…” Miles added as he swallowed his tablet.

 

“Yeah maybe it’s a virus, and then we'll start sporting d cups too!” Randall joked, taking his pill.

 

“O.K so it’s decided tomorrow morning we’ll divide and conquer.” Minos the tactician began to plan. “If we interrogate them separately, we can see if they’ve noticed any suspicious activity or done anything weird recently.” Minos swallowed his dose of aspirin.

 

As the pills worked through their system the men remained clueless to what they’d just swallowed. Unwittingly the bottle full of the breast enhancing pills had wound up in their hands. Now the formula hadn’t been tested on anyone of the male sex before, so the results had yet to be seen.

 

Miles was rapt in a fever dream that night, as were the rest of the men who had tried the aspirin. They began sweating, restlessly tossing and turning under their blankets and the men awoke the next morning feeling uncomfortable.

 

Randal, eyes barely open, headed towards the bathroom to recharge himself for the day ahead. He leaned over the sink, cupped his hands to bring the water to his face, and then- Hey! Wait a second…What the? Randal eyes shot open to better study his reflection as these thoughts passed through his mind. He brought his hands to his chest, his much larger softer chest.

 

Randal’s reflection groped at a pair of moderately sized boobs that lay before him. He lifted one up with his paw and weighed the milk filled sphere in his hand. It sloshed as he shook it; his sensitive nipples growing erect and giving a tingle as he shook them. This had to be a dream…but yet they felt so real! He gave them another shake and watched them bounce in the mirror. No, this was real, and there was no denying it...He had breasts.

 

Suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the bathroom, followed by the sound of frantic pounding on the door. Randall guessed correctly as to who the knocking belonged to. There, also shirtless, stood the rather despondent and clueless looking Miles and Idward now sporting a perky pair of breasts too. Minos was nowhere to be seen, either still asleep in bed with Mora, or already up and outside working.

 

The trio ogled each other wordlessly for a minute or so in the bathroom, neither understanding how this could have possibly happened. The night before each of them were as normal as ever, but now not one of them looked smaller than a D-Cup! If one didn’t know that they belonged to a man, anyone could have mistaken either of their chests as those of a professional model’s.

 

Finally breaking the odd quietness that had overtaken them, Idward spoke up.

 

“Well, um, it seems this must be some sort of disease, that spreading.” he said needlessly pointing to the pink nipples which now sat on a pair of teardrop shaped jugs.

 

"Is any one else really sensitive right now?" Randal asked as he continued to explore the in's and out's of his new cleavage.

 

Mile's tried squeezing his new black furred boobies together as a flood of erotic ideas flashed quickly across his mind, he might just spend the rest of the day alone in his room...

 

Idward could see this was going nowhere fast, and he had to act before he too lost himself and started to mindless feel himself up.

 

"O.K!" he barked sharply gathering the others attention.

 

“Let’s talk to the girls about this, we’ve got to find what’s causing this immediately!” said Idward in a tone suitable to one who’d read many a mystery novel. Adhering to the lead role of private investigator instantly, Idward took it upon himself to find the cause, before things grew out of hand. Randal and Miles ceased fondling themselves, and looked as if they’d just been woken from a daze.

 

“Ahem,” Idward cleared his throat now entirely into the role, he paced the bathroom as he began to speak in an authoritative tone, his own tawny tantalizing breasts bouncing pleasurably with each footstep. “I say we get dressed and interrogate the girls separately, that way they can’t lie to us with some story. Now, if worse comes to worse and they say it’s none of our business, well…” Idward took a paw and gave his own right breast an exploratory squeeze; he shivered at the unexpectedly pleasurable sensation. Randall was right, these were quite sensitive! “I think they’ll want to talk after they see these! Now get dressed and we’ll see who else is up.” The group of guys seemed to take to Idward’s orders as they headed back to their respective rooms, dressed, and regrouped.

 

The inquisitive gang of private part investigators snooped around the house, and found that Rachael, ever the early riser, was the first they ran into.

 

“Hey Rachael, can we talk?” asked Idward trying not to make Rachael feel cornered.

 

“Let me guess is this about…” she started. Idward nodded.

 

“Well I hope you find whatever is responsible for this! Because I want some more of it! I think these are fantastic!” She shouted in delight still supercharged with hormones.

 

“What!” the men gasped, weren't breasts beyond the size of watermelons enough for her?

 

"Listen all I remember is that I started having some pretty bad aches, right around the time I was blessed with these babies. I took a few aspirin, and a few days later... BAM! I woke up two sizes larger. Other than that I can't say..."

 

“Well would you be willing to help us out with these then? You see it seems we’ve also “been bitten by the booby bug” so to speak” Randal said as he unbuttoned the top two buttons on his flannel shirt, and let forth his sweater puppies. Rachael couldn’t contain herself and immediately burst hysterically into laughter at the sight.

 

Meanwhile elsewhere in the house, Mora turned in her bed alongside Minos, still asleep her hand pawed at something mushy to her touch. Groping at it, she raised up from her pillow to see exactly what this mysterious object could be…

 

“AAAAAAAAAGHHHHH!!!” Mora yelled, startling the house as she came in dashing and bouncing into the room where a topless Randal stood, she almost fainted.

 

“No! Not you too Randal!” she sobbed trying to compose herself.

 

“Not me too what? Are you ok Mora?” Randall asked with the answer coming to him before the words even left his mouth.

 

“It’s Minos he’s…he’s got, those!” she pointed a finger at the puppy’s perky twin peaks.

 

“O.K. O.K Calm down Mora, I’m on the case.” Idward said, head swelling with pride as he took this chance to impress his eternal love. “It’s time to investigate, Rachael we’ll let you know if we find anything”…

 

Rachael nodded, and could just barley be heard whistling to herself as she left the room. Inspired by Taffy, Rachael would be doing some exploring of her own back in her room, exploring this body she just couldn’t get enough of…

 

“Well what do you remember before you started growing?” Randall suggested to Mora who had regained her composure.

 

“To be honest I’ve been doing nothing out of the ordinary, everyone else was blowing up with boobies first, and that seem to me like it was a little weird, but I didn’t do anything about it…But next thing I knew I was growing too, and fast! I was kind of excited at thought of being even bigger, something about all those hormones raging inside you it’s just…Ooh!” she audibly moaned in delight ,eyes rolling at the thought. She then quickly settled down to finish. “But now that its spread to you guys that’s where I draw the line. I would tell you if I knew what was up but I really don’t know...” a truthful looking coming from her eyes as she stared the group down.

“O.K., well, let us know if you remember anything Mora, we’ll let you know if we find whatever is causing this.” Mora headed back to her bed, but not before having a glass of the strongest alcohol that was on hand. She felt it was going to be a long time before she got used to the sight of Mino’s sporting a rack the same size as hers used to be. Well maybe not that bad, she thought again as she nuzzled her hulk of a man’s newly budding bumps. They actually felt pretty nice, in a very weird sort of way...

 

Hmmmm, not that Mora mentioned it, Idward could feel himself growing amours. Warm bubbles of pleasure were flooding his system as he turned towards the black furred Minos and Miles something about them seemed …friendlier...than he remembered, maybe it was imagination but he wanted nothing more than just go up to the both of them and…

 

“Snap out of it Sherlock!” Miles asked chaffed at the sight of the goofy grin growing on Idward’s face. “I know you have that stalker thing fore Mora, and I like Mora's tits as much as the next guy, hell maybe a little more! But we got to stay focused, I don’t want to be buying bras for the rest of my life!”

 

Idward awoke from his strange twisted fantasy, returning focus to the matter at hand. “Well, I’m not seeing a real link yet, but we still have Sarah and Taffy to examine.” Idward explained remaining level headed. “But don’t worry you two; I’ve got a feeling that our next target will be giving us some juicy info...”

 

"The first thing I'm going to do when this is all over is try to find a way to get rid of these!" Miles said, pointing to his "assets." "I don't care how good they feel but it's just wrong for me to have these in public!"

 

"Stop complaining, you're giving us another headache," Idward responded as he tries to figure out the mystery. "I'm just going to get some aspirin."

 

"Oh, I think Sarah is in the bathro..." Mora was cut off when Idward closed the door behind him, making him completely unaware of the warning.

 

As Idward walks towards the bathroom door, he starts to hear a rattling noise like someone was emptying out a bottle of pills. "Hmm... Sarah, are you in there?"

 

Little did anyone know, is that Sarah has become increasingly paranoid as she tries to stay as the biggest girl on the farm and also keep her secret hidden. But it is becoming much harder to do so since her super gonzongas has gotten so large and very firm that it is becoming difficult to fit through a door, let alone a bathroom. With a 'Huh, wha...?" Sarah fell on her but when she got spooked by Idward. Idward quickly opened the door to see if Sarah was okay, though he got more than what he expected. Three empty aspirin bottles and a super deluxe size bottle of breast enlargement pills, bearing a very well endowed Prime on the logo, laid out on the floor for the fox to see as the extremely busty kitten tries to regain her compsure.

 

"It's not what it looks like!" Sarah yelped.

 

"No, it's a lot worse."

 

Sarah was finally exposed and there was nothing she can do about it. Idward called everyone to the living room so that everyone will hear the confession.

 

"The reason why I wanted to get bigger was because I didn't want to be the 'little sister' to Rachael anymore," said Sarah.

 

"Okay, we know your motive but why did you switch the pills?" asked Idward.

 

"I tried to hide the BE pills in the aspirin bottles so that they can easily be hidden, but that was until Taffy accidentally took some of the pills and I didn't tell her because if I did, she would tell everyone. Though it did give me an idea to have all of the girls to have big boobies and also my sister so that she wouldn't be left out. What I didn't know is that that the BE pills would affect you guys as well."

 

"I have one thing to say, Sarah," Rachael said as Sarah's ears drooped, knowing that she is going to get scolded." When you were starting to get huge, I'll admit that I was jealous of you. But now that I've gotten huge I have only two questions, why were you holding out on us and where can I get a super deluxe bottle of that stuff?" Rachael squee'd. "I don't why, but now you've become an inspiration for me to bigger!"

 

"Even though I didn't ask for these, my breasts have actually been useful to me since I can use them as cup holder for my ingredients," Taffy giggled.

 

"I was already huge before, being much bigger feels pretty damn good," Mora added.

 

This has shocked Sarah, shocked enough that it gave her a small tear. "You guys are awesome!"

 

"Hey, what about us?" yelled Miles.

 

"There's a saying for situations like this." Mora said. Miles gave her a look.

 

"Oh?"

 

"Yea. Tough titties." Mora said, sticking out her tongue. Miles fumed, but Mora was already turning away to see Rachael try to help Sarah off the floor. The kitten probably couldn't managed by herself, given her astounding breasts. There was no easy way to describe the magnitude of Sarah's growth. She had gotten to the stage where almost every day she seemed a bit bigger, and it had really added up. From her torso ballooned great, heavy, wobbling tits, round and full-looking, the skin only growing just in proportion to her flesh, keeping everything pert and tight. Her breasts easily weighed fifty pounds, probably more by this stage. Each one was a couple feet wide, squished against its partner. They expanded out well past her shoulders, blocking her arms at times, and down her torso, wobbling about with next to no support. She wore what was essentially a makeshift bikini, if slightly more modest, a band of fabric with straps that were almost useless given the load they were asked to carry. Her bellybutton was shadowed by them, only just visible at all thanks to it being situated between the lowest points of her boobs, which would have covered it.

 

Of course, watching her get helped up by Rachael was quite a sight. Rachael had been taking more 'aspirin' than the others, having a supply dedicated to her workouts, which understandably had become somewhat less rigorous. So despite the fact that she had started out with the least of all of them, Rachael was now about equal with Mora, tied for second place. Her wobbling spheres also were too wide for her arms, forcing her to reach above them to help Sarah, in the process pushing into her breasts with her elbows. It didn't help the kittens that this forced their breasts into contact at time, and both were wearing so little ( for Rachael, a badly stretched oversized T-shirt that didn't even reach her belly) that it was soon clear that both of them had their nipples come to attention with the rubbing and contact. Eventually Sarah got to her feet, albeit looking unsteady.

 

"Thanks Rach." Sarah said with a blush. The kitten was so damn horny by now that it was taking all she could muster not to jump - well, anyone - right now. Mora, Miles, Rachael....the kitten had always had a hint of bisexuality in her, just not the kind to withhold her affection from anyone, and now so chock full of hormones she could barely stop herself from humping the furniture, the two combined to make everyone look hot - mind you, it could be because they all were!

 

"Just don't take the pills, dummy." Rachael said. "Your manly man testosterone should do the rest."

 

"Oh, you're a doctor now are you?" Miles grumbled. Rachael shrugged.

 

"Fine, whatever, see if I care." she said. "Now, sis, about these pills...." she tried to casually put an arm around a sheepish Sarah. This forced their boobs together, and Sarah's nipples practically sprung up. The group began to disperse - the men, various levels of confused and worried; the women, going about picking up these wondrous pills and getting the info from Sarah.

 

Miles was skulking around the farm the next day, grumbling to himself. The men were coping as best they could, the women completely unconcerned with their plight. Miles was also worried because after the doe eyes Taffy had flashed Idward all day, and the all-night lovefest between Mora and Minos (that you could hear from the other side of the ranch, mind you) Miles was worried that some of them weren't even all that concerned with fixing the solution! He himself had come up with a temporary fix, taping down his breasts as he had heard various actresses and the like did. It didn't help completely, but he at least just appeared to be a man with a bit of a swollen torso. He was fuming as the women of the ranch chattered and compared their assets, growing excited with the bulk shipment Mora had just ordered (express, at that!).

 

"Hey Mac." Miles heard called. He looked up to find a truck driver at the property edge, leaning over the fence. Grumpy but intrigued, Miles headed over to the man.

 

"This is the Las Lindas Ranch, right?" he asked, pronouncing 'Las' like it had an 'o' .

 

"Yeah, why?"

 

"Good, then you can sign this." the man said, handing over a clipboard with an attached pen. He went around the back of the truck, and as Miles looked over what turned out to be an invoice the man got a crate out of the back of the truck.

 

"Oh come on..." Miles said, realizing what the shipment was. Express was right! And yet he had to wait two to three weeks for every machine part he needed? Miles temper began to boil over. He scribbled his name on the invoice and handed it back over.

 

"Let me guess, you need help getting this in." he grumbled. The man guffawed.

 

"Help? It's at the ranch buddy, good luck with it." he said, clambering back in the truck. Miles was left standing there, fuming, with a knee-high crate no doubt stuffed full of the pills.

 

"That's it!" he yelled. He kicked at the crate, and promptly began to curse as he banged his foot. After a minute of hopping around, Miles just glared at the crate.

 

"Fine, they want their pills so much...I'll give them their pills." he said, a wicked grin appearing on his face.

 

Miles worked quickly, making sure no one was around. He positioned the crate next to the well, but at such an angle that it was invisible from the house and from the barn. Only people in the field would see it, and at this time of year there wasn't that much fieldwork to be done, so it was pretty much just Miles, Minos and Randall (Idward somehow always managed to find something else to do) and Miles knew those guys weren't going to be out right now. He quickly went to his work shop and got a crowbar. Getting back to the crate, he pried it open. The sight inside nearly made him sick. Hundreds of huge bottles, each one thrice the ones Sarah had produced. Just one would surely add cup sizes upon cupsizes to the women here....and the men.

 

"Sorry fellas, but maybe if you hadn't been so complacent." Miles said, holding the other men in as nearly as much contempt as the women. They were traitors in his eyes. Miles got to prying the bottles open and dumping their contents down the well. He didn't particularly care if he was caught - he was getting the message apart, and if Mora fired him he was going to sue her ass off for what happened. He didn't want to - personally he'd prefer to lay back and watch the results of his prank, gleefully boob-free (hoping these went away) while the rest of them were weighed down by their assets. He did like the massive tits, of course, but he wanted to see them pay for emasculating him. Plus, maybe once they were more helpless, more dependent on him, they'd respect him just a bit more.

 

Miles worked with clockwork efficiency, dumping thousands and thousands of pills down the well. He knew that it was actually part of a natural reservoir that the farm tapped into - i.e. it was big enough to dissolve all these pills, and would get into their entire water supply. Miles would just be sure to drink nothing but juice and the like - and now that he thought about it, maybe hold off on showering to be on the safe side.

 

Done with his task, Miles brought away the crate and empty bottles before anyone saw, deciding to stash them away in the machine room where only he ever went anyway. He nearly cackled at his revenge. Unfortunately, the chuckle he did manage just made him aware of the binds on his breasts. He muttered to himself and decided to content himself with seeing what came next.

 

In three days, Miles started to see results where the men and women get much larger. Sarah even started to wear shirts and bras that are fastened with chain mail for a stronger support. Little did Miles know was the fact that the water reservoir he dumped the pills into was actually connected to a good portion of Gossamer. When the people in the area started drinking the water, they started to change...

 

"We interrupt this program with breaking news!" the news anchor blared on the TV, three days after Miles' secret act. "It has been discovered that a portion of the rural area of Gossamer's water supply has been contaminated! The water is somehow making the drinkers, including men, grow large breasts at a ridiculously fast rate. We now bring you to Stacey, Stacey?" Everyone started to crowd towards the TV because it may involve them. The process however was rather difficult due to all of the girl's increasingly massive breasts. Miles on the other hand was petrified with fear.

 

The screen switches over to a very well endowed female feline, no doubt due to the BE pills popularity. "Thanks Sam, I'm here at the water plant where the workers here are tirelessly trying to clean out the contamination..." One of the plant's workers, wearing a sterile coat and a hard hat comes up to Stacey. "Hello, My name is Joseph Ragner. We discovered what the contamination is."

 

Everyone in the living room, including anyone who is watching, looked with hopeful anticipation that the contamination isn't too bad,if not beneficial!

 

"The contamination contains large amounts of the same ingredients that is used for the popular breast enhancing medication. Apparently someone has dumped a massive amount of the medication into the reservoir that were connected to and we are still investigating how the contamination got through the filters. We've also realized that because of the medication's dissolve state, thanks to the inquiry on the residence, the medication has actually become more potent." After Joseph was finished, Stacey darts over to one of the big jugs of water that bears the contamination label on it and started to chug it all down.

 

"Um, thank you for the information..." said the news anchor. "Anyways, because of this incident there is a public outcry against the person who dumped the pills into the reservoir, most of whom are men." A video at the top corner shows a clip of an angry mob. "However, there is good news for the men at leasts and that is a cure for the male breast expansion. Testosterone pills are by far the best remedy for the chesticular ailment.

 

All of the girls but Sarah in the ranch house ran to all the faucets to start chugging down as much of their own personal nectar, Idward heads to the store to get the testosterone pills, and Miles is in state of traumatized shock at the fact that he made things worse by plaguing other men who had nothing to do with his revenge. What was he going to do he though to himself.

 

"I know it was you that did it," much like a Tex Avery cartoon, Miles launched himself to the ceiling and tried to cling on to it because of Sarah's comment.

 

"H-how did you know?" Miles asked before he fell back down.

 

"Well, I was actually the one who bought that load of pills that you dumped in the well to get back everyone," Sarah replied with an evil smirk on her face. "But don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Sarah, despite her breasts being an extremely hefty size, pounces Miles to floor while still maintaining her evil look. Pressing the breasts and chain mail against his body. "I was going to give it all to everyone on the farm anyways. But you've unintentionally gave it to more people and I like how you were generous for me."

 

With a kiss on the forehead, Sarah bounced herself out with a happy smile and leaving Miles with the biggest WTF face known to man.

 

"Now, I wonder what Digit's up to?"

 

Sarah left a perplexed Miles on the ground and sauntered off. She wanted to join the other women lapping up as much 'contaminated' water as possible, but she also needed to see digit. Sarah was beginning to reach a limit on how big she could get before walking would be problematic. She was already rather bound in the tasks she could perform, given that her breasts blocked off her arms from reaching in front of her. She had to approach things from the side these days.

 

Sarah's breasts had now grown impossibly huge. The otherwise slender kitten had yoga-ball boobs, giant furry teardrops that ballooned from her torso, out across her front and away from her. They covered her entire front, reaching down below her waist, so much so that she nearly kicked them with each step. Her beanbag-funbags extended out three feet in front of her, her engorged nipples nearly the width of her fist, so far away she couldn't reach them. If she lifted her arms, boob fat oozed back under her armpits they were so heavy and so much bigger than her. It was great, because Sarah had reached the point where they were so big they were versatile. Need a table? Got one. How about someplace to sleep? Right in front of her. Storage? Check. Mind you, Sarah could practically get off just by removing her purse from her cleavage, she was so horny and sensitive. Which explained why the kitten had a fetish for sticking things down her breasts, or rubbing things up against them - like she had just done with Miles. Sarah had considered banging him, but she still wanted her first to be special. After her first, of course, she was determined to experience sex to the fullest, but she wanted that first time to mean something.

 

"Diiiiigit. you here?" Sarah called of the empty part of the house.

 

"Hiya." came a reply. Sarah whipped around, and then had to catch herself against a wall as her giant melons, even constrained by friggen chainmail, jostled and swung wildly. She couldn't see anything, but from practice Sarah knew she had to simply back up. She found Digit had popped up through the floor. Currently, only her head showed - but even that looked different than before.

 

"Hey." Sarah said with a smile. Digit smiled back and rose up through the floor. It took longer than one would expect. Slender shoulder, long torso and long legs, and a huge bust signified Digit was not the child she once was. She appeared now to be a young teen, starting to look more adult like, as she had a tall body that was all legs. And despite not being organic, something had clearly happened to Digit, given that her breasts were nearly on par with anyone's here - they reached down to where her rib cage should have ended, rounder and without a hint of sag.

 

"I can't believe how much you've grown." Sarah said. Digit laughed, not quite a childish giggle.

 

"Well, when you have an owner, uh, mother as happy as active as I!" Digit said gleefully. "Mora's been so cheerful, and we hang together a lot. And I think I'm taking after her." Digit said with a sly grin, placing ghostly hands on the top of her breasts. Sarah gave them a look. She wasn't sure how spirits worked - Digit wasn't that old in terms of time, but if she had an accelerated growth rate, did it make a difference? Either way, it was just fantasy, so Sarah cleared her head.

 

"Hey, I was wondering....your nano-stuff can help with muscles, right?" she asked. Digit sighed, looking a little glum.

 

"I already know what you're going to ask. I'm trying to learn, how to help with the back problems and stuff. But it's real complex, because our nanites weren't designed with artificial hormones in mind! Which means I have to do every step manually, and that's hard..." she wrinkled her little nose at Sarah.

 

"Still, could you try? What could go wrong?"

 

"I don't know." Digit said. "I guess I'm going to need to figure it out sooner or later. Sure....I'll try, but I'll warn ya..."

 

"I know, I know. Just give it your best shot." Sarah replied. Digit nodded.

 

Here's what we'll do," said Digit. "Lie down on your stomach... or breasts to be exact, and I'll take it from here."

 

"Okay," Sarah replied. Despite of their sensitivity, Sarah fell down on her breasts and having their fatty mass cushion the impact. Digit quickly started the process to improve Sarah's muscle strength.

 

After several hours of configuring the muscles to help handle the weight of the breasts, Digit finally finished the process. "You can stand up now, Sarah."

 

Carefully, Sarah stood up from the floor and then marveled at the results. "Oh my gawd! I can lift these things with no problem!" Sarah began squishing her breasts and just loved firm they felt. "I love how firm you've made them and they don't even sag!"

 

"Oh, that's just an added bonus I've put in since I figured you probably want to wear more "fashionable" clothing rather than industrial grade equipment."

 

After what Digit said, Sarah got an idea. "You know what, I've always wanted to try out a cocktail dress that I've always wanted to wear that's at the mall..."

 

"Way ahead of ya, Sarah!" said Digit and right after that, the two busty cats headed to the mall.

 

By the time they got there, the girls looked at how many of the women there have huge breasts. Sarah knew that the BE pills were popular but she never expected this! From the most classiest of shopaholics to even the most average of employees, the women were bursting at the tops that this would actually be considered normal. There's even a special store that's specifically made for girls like Sarah!

 

"Wow, look at this!" said Sarah. "They got game controllers made with a longer chord to get around my size of breasts and... is that a camera that helps you see what's in front of your breasts?"

 

"Yes, Sarah," Digit answered. "That's exactly what it is. Do you want one?"

 

"No! Of course not, I can still see. Most of the time."

 

Digit chuckled as the girls made their way to the clothing department, Sarah just froze when she saw the best variety of clothes that she never thought were capable of being made. "Oh... My... Gawd... I want that dress!" Sarah grabbed the dresses that she liked and headed to the dressing room but that was until she accidentally boob-bumped into someone. The two well endowed kittens never thought that they would run into this person!

 

“Ah, Oooh!” Sarah moaned with just a hint more of a passion in her yelp than there normally would have been. She had just made breast to breast contact with an equally large mass of tit-flesh in front of her, orange and black stripes flooded her vision. She took a step back and observed the amazonian sized figure in front of her. Sarah immediately saw the breasts she’d ran into, they looked large and heavy but were held high up by the large strong shoulder and back muscles. Looking further up she saw the blue hair and the smiling face of the proud owner of such an awesome body.

 

Sarah and Digit took a quick step back. “Hey I know you!” Sarah exclaimed emphatically, pointing a brown paw at the figure before her. Sarah had indeed seen this person and her “pair” on the front of a paper she had been forced to ruin to keep the pills a secret, now of course that secret was out, but it was still an odd coincidence for the two to meet in the flesh. Sarah gazed over the tall tigress; her enlarged basketball like bosoms had swelled out and about the clothing in front of her. Signs of strain showed on her pink t-shirt’s boundaries, telling all who saw that Traci's already naturally large sized breasts may have swelled even further from the recent water contamination, and that what she was wearing now was near its limits.

 

“Heh, let me guess from the paper right?” Traci asked, smiling down to this young yet incredibly stacked fan of hers. Traci was impressed by Sarah, and found it a little strange that someone that surpassed even Traci herself in the breast size department could easily carry the white yoga ball sized breasts in front of her, in fact they seemed to eerily hang, firmly without sagging. Mmmm...the white fluff ball certainly sported her stacked body well …Traci caught herself staring, and switched back to the conversation. “I’ve been getting a lot of new fans since then. I’m just happy that a lot more people seem to be reading my restaurant reviews in the paper I write for!”

 

“You review restaurants? Sarah asked. She was surprised that this healthy looking woman, who she’d mistaken for a mode when she saw her in the paper, actually had a much different job than she’d imagined.

 

“Yeah sure! Ummm if you want an autograph or something we can eat at this place I’ve been dying to try out. It’s not far from here its right around the Alej Corp. building, you want to come?” Traci asked, a part of here really liked the idea of having this...well...sexy looking kitten and her glowing Nano Spirit around for maybe a little while longer.

 

Sarah hadn’t expected such an offer but Traci certainly seemed like a very nice person, the fact that Sarah was getting a little warm and fuzzy while starting at the attractive tigress titties didn’t hurt either. Sarah was a big girl now she could make her own decisions, that was one of the reasons she'd bought the pills in the first place. But Sarah and Digit should be getting home soon, plus Rachael and Mora would be surprised to see the little modifications Digit had given to Sarah.

 

"Sure!" Sarah replied with glee. "I'd love to come." Though she is aware of the fact that Mora may be concerned about Digit, Sarah is a grown up and that the two can handle on their own and getting an invitation from a celebrity isn't something you would pass up. Besides, all of the girls back at the farm are probably still busy drinking the altered water.

 

"That's great," said Traci. "The place is called the Bounty Orchard Chateaus, I've heard it has the best dishes that combine the best flavors of fruit and meat. But most of all, I've heard that they have best pancakes in the city! *Squee*"

 

The two little, by height that is, kittens giggled because of Traci's squeal. So the tree girls went off to restaurant and already they started to smell the sweet scent of peaches. Before them was a towering building that's sided with fine wooden exteriors and stone masonry depicting historical figures of Prime culture. "Ooh, there's no way we can even afford to walk in the lobby of that place!" Sarah whined.

 

"That's okay Sarah, at leasts we got the chance to meet someone like Traci," said Digit.

 

"Ladies, do you have any idea who you are with?" Traci said with sly smirk. Traci walks into the lobby with the kittens in tow, the lobby was even more extravagant than the outside of the building. It's like a fancy hotel, it's probably is even! "Hi, my name is Traci Biggs and I have two friends that are joining me. Do you have a table for us?"

 

The host at the counter looked at the three girls and got the menus for them, "Ah, we've been expecting you and yes, we have a table that's perfect for the three of you. Right this way."

 

Sarah and Digit could barely hold themselves from the shock that not only a celebrity offered them to tag along but also let them eat with her free of charge!

 

"Digit, this is getting way too good to be true," Sarah whispered. "You think something's up?"

 

"I hope not and so far I'm not seeing anything bad yet," Digit whispered back.

 

After everyone got seated, Traci decides to strike up a conservation. "So, why did you get them?"

 

"Huh?" Sarah responding while looking at the menu. "Why did I get what?"

 

"Oh, I'm sorry I should have specified. Why did you get large breasts?"

 

"Oh, yeah. I got these because I didn't want to be the "little" sister."

 

"Let me guess, your sister got her own set bozangas and you got jealous," Traci smirked.

 

"Well, she got bigger boobs eventually but originally she was smaller than me before any of this got started. She was just older and taller."

 

"So," said Digit. "Why did you get larger breasts?"

 

"Well, I have this friend named Vixy who I just simply wanted to be like when she had gotten huge... er."

 

"Did she get bigger before this "boob rage" happened?" asked Digit.

 

"Yes. Through her mother, Vixy got connections to take the prototype version as a stimulant. Turns out it got her bigger boobs instead. What's she is doing now is competing with some other girl to have the world's largest breasts. The current holder is some bodybuilder... librarian or something and I think her name is Pepper-Sam or Pepper-Ann and she has this nickname called "Halite" or something."

 

"Oh really?" said Sarah. "I think my friend Taffy hangs out with a girl named Pepper-Ann."

 

As the conversation went and as the ordered food was being eaten, the three girls were having a blast talking with each other. But there was thing that is unknown to both Sarah and Digit, Traci is starting "admire" Sarah a bit more. Traci was getting more distracted by Sarah's body and soon enough, something completely unexpected happened.

 

"So how'd you get them so nice and big, so quickly?" Traci asked, not even hiding her gaze. Sarah beamed under the attention.

 

"I think I got the pills before they were popular." she reasoned. "Plus...I may have ignored the dose instructions a little....heh heh."

 

Traci giggled. "Looks like it all worked out for you. Mhm, you've given me some ideas, cutie."

 

All these comments were going to Sarah's head. Now this was what she was talking about. She wasn't being treated like a little child by this amazonian tigress, but as a peer, and as someone grown up and sexy. Sarah sat upright to thrust out her chest a little more, pushing her boobs up against the table. Even though Traci was smaller than anyone on the ranch, it wasn't by much, and she was a sexy woman nonetheless. Sarah began to wonder what it'd feel like to have Traci between her boobs, to be able to feel skin-to-skin contact when she already got excited by skin-to-cloth. Sarah giggled and began to flirt back.

 

Meanwhile, Digit was witness to this display. It was making her blush a little and brought up some questions for her. She too felt really grown up now. But she wasn't sure if she even had a sexuality, being a spirit and all. She could admire the curves of a woman from what was more of an artistic standpoint than anything else, like admiring the brushwork of a painting or the form of a sculpture. Nonetheless, Seeing Traci and Sarah coo over each other was quite a sight for her. She decided that, if need be, she'd give the two some alone time, since she wasn't sure what to think about further romantic displays.

 

"Looks like we're all done here." Traci said. Digit hadn't realized that the girls had managed to go through their food quickly despite their constant chatter.

 

"Gotta say," Traci continued, "You sure can pack it away. I like that in a girl."

 

Sarah giggled, purposefully making her yoga-ball breasts wobble. "Right back at ya."

 

Traci just had to clear things with the waiter, being a food critic and all, and they left the restaurant. Sarah let out a yawn. A full belly tended to make her sleepy, and it was often tiring lugging her tits around, strengthened or not. Traci giggled again at her. Then she did something that made Sarah both excited and nervous. The tigress put her arm around Sarah's shoulders, pressing in close to her.

 

"Say cutie." Traci said. "I've gotta ask...."

 

“Could I get your number?” Traci asked the still smitten looking Sarah.

 

“Uh huh, sure!” Sarah said nodding and jiggling against the wall of woman that was Traci. Digit easily swooped in and swapped the ranches phone number for the number to Traci’s cell. The transaction complete it was Traci’s turn to yawn, showing that she too might be a little tuckered out. She stretched too, releasing Sarah from her tight strong grip and also unintentionally giving the kitten a small quite appealing show. Sarah could already appreciate how well the titanic titties fitted the tall tigress, but as she watched Ms. Biggs stretch her expansive body in the tight clothing that was stretching ever closer to its breaking point it, was a sort of sexual awakening for the kitten.

 

“Well today has been fun, but I do have a review to write. I think me and you are going to be real close friends Sarah, be sure to give me a ring.” Traci said safely tucking away the digital PDA that now stored Sarah’s number on it. “Hey, can I give you two a ride home?” she asked eager to help her new girl-friend’s out anyway she could.

“Sure!” Sarah and Digit instantly answering without a second thought. Sarah had really felt a spark between herself and Traci, loving how the tigress treated her as an equal. A deep romance, a romance the still blossoming Sarah still didn’t fully understand, had developed between the two, and Sarah got another sort of pleasure by knowing that if she really felt like “having some fun” she could ring Traci up almost any time. Still Sarah felt she needed to get home before the rest of the house began to seriously worry over where she and Digit had gone, but would she have a story to tell them!

 

“Call ya’ soon you cuties!” rumbled the tigress as she dropped off her new gal pals.

 

“Bye Tiggs! I’ll look for your review tomorrow!” Sarah hollered back as the car she arrived in spurted down the ranch's dusty back road. Sarah was back home at the ranch, but still a little sleepy from the considerable meal. She hoped that she and Digit could find Mora and Rachael soon and show off Digit’s wonderful new muscle modifying maneuver.

 

The duo trudged around the ranch until they eventually found…

 

Reclining on the couch, something that the girls with their ampler frames did quite often now, Rachael and Mora were relaxed in front of the boob tube. Both were absolutely charged with hormones from the pills they had unknowingly taken, and now also from the countless cups of water they had drank. Hopped up and horny for anyone, they would soon to hit the tipping point for their flood of feelings to break free.

 

“Hey Rach, would you mind changing the channel?” Mora asked nonchalantly to her charcoal colored counterpart. They both did not feel the need to watch another news report on the recent spread and growth in bust sizes.

 

“Sure, let me… whoops.” The remote slipped and disappeared in the couches’ cushions right between the two of them. Rachael went after it, reaching her hand to the couches leather seats but accidentally bumped into a different sort of cowhide.

 

“Oh, moooooh~!” Mora moaned in a close mix of pleasure and soreness as her quire sensitive nipples were jostled.

 

“Ah sorry! Sorry!” Rachael said apologizing and retracting her hand as quickly as she could.

 

“No, it’s ok it was an accident; but um…you wouldn’t mind doing it again would you?” The cow asked sheepishly, turning her now flushed face embarrassingly to the side. Rachael tenderly placed her paw back onto the bovine’s breasts, growing more turned on as Mora returned the sensual touch.

 

What continued from there was an all-out grope fest as the two embraced the warmth of the other. The two squeezed in tight on the couch as coffee colored cow flesh met chocolate black fur in a decadent and delicious formation of a mocha milkshake. It was crazy but neither of them cared. It just felt right!

 

Mora, that feel’s…OH!...so…OH!...good!” Rachael half panted half purred in ecstasy as Mora thumbed away at Rachael’s tata's, a technique shed learned from endless nights of passion with Minos. Mmm...Minos...Minos,who was he? Mora’s mind could only concentrate on the pleasure that was being brought in and she was sending out.

 

“You’re *huff* darn good yourself” Mora puffed as she felt the kittens sable paws and claws draw circles around her areolae.

 

This was the shocking sight before Sarah and Digit as they entered the ranch’s living room. Sarah watched as the two still seemingly unaware of her, continued kissing and rubbing each other anywhere they could in a wild manner, now too caught up in pleasuring sensations to see the scene they were making. Sarah could feel her heart beat and her temperature rising she took a step closer to them. She could feel her body urging her to join them...

 

"Does anyone wants some yogurt?" asked Taffy. Everyone turned their heads towards to the bunny whose breasts is in between the size of Sarah and the two girls who are fondling each other. Thanks to Taffy's obliviousness, she simply assumed that the two girls on the couch were fighting over the remote. Mora and Rachael were none the less felt extremely awkward that they've unintentionally put on a show in front of Sarah and Digit. Digit was completely perplexed of what was happing before the yogurt invitation but Sarah on the other hand flipped at the fact that the world's greatest yogurt had just been made, even after a full course meal!

 

"Yay!" Sarah yelped. She bounced happily towards the kitchen to have a taste of Taffy's cooking.

 

"I love having my own food tester," Taffy giggled. Despite of having hormones circulating in her body, Taffy is by far the most modest girl on the ranch and by modest, I mean managing to find a dress that at least allows her to cover her super boobs despite that they stick out like a train wreck and there have been plenty of wrecks with "unintended" boob collisions. Boob collisions were first started by Sarah just for fun but now it has become a hobby for Rachael ever since she obtained her own super sized assets.

 

"Um... I'll be going to my gem," Digit said as she goes back to gem to think this over of what she just saw.

 

"Okay...," said Mora. "That was not suppose to happen."

 

"No kidding," Rachael replied. "I hope we didn't traumatize Digit."

 

"I don't think so, I'm sure she'll forget about this... Hopefully," said Mora as the two girls sat there in awkward silence.

 

"So...," Rachael said to break the silence. "Barn house or the garage?

 

"Barn house!" Mora replied, prompting the two girls to hide in the barn to conceal their "private time," giggling all the way.

 

Returning back to Sarah, now full of yogurt, she heads to her room to dress herself into her pajamas or in her case, pajamas bottoms as Sarah developed a habit to go topless when going to bed. Sarah couldn't wait for tomorrow morning, hoping that Traci would call her up and if she is lucky, Traci will be Sarah's first. Only time can tell.

 

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