It's amazing what you can get used to if you do it long enough. For Maddison Ellison and Sheila Miles, working at Juggalos had initially been a shock, since the restaurant's gimmick was inducing hyper-voluptuousness in its waitstaff, who would then use the enormous shelves of their breasts and butts to serve food and drinks off of. The manager would leave a simple cherry-colored pill for them each shift, which would grow them to their respective sizes for the night. There was even a handy numbering scale to describe the sizes and their guidelines, like 'Only size 2 and up busts can work in the bar area' or '8-person tables require a size 4 rear to work solo' and the like. So when even those inhuman measurements become routine, just part of the job, what can surprise them?
Well, the sizes being *wrong*, for one. As Maddi and Sheila took their pills and waited for the flesh to fill their oversized uniforms, it quickly became apparent something was amiss. Sheila's squeal as her normally petite (By Juggalos standards) rear swelled to the capacity of her shorts and beyond was the first indication something was wrong. Maddi was similarly perplexed, as her typically titanic rear seemed to not be filling her outsized shorts at all. With a ripping sound, the back of Sheila's shorts tore open, cream-colored flesh escaping through the holes and widening the tear with every pound of growth.
'Wha- what's going on??' Maddi demanded of the universe as her breasts filled her size 3 top and kept right on going, mountainous jugs overflowing the already exaggerated neckline.
'Gh, I-I don't know,' Sheila responded, bending over and shifting her weight to and fro as her shorts continued to rip and tear, soft, pliable flesh spilling out until the bright orange shorts were little more than a ragged skirt.
'I'm- nngh!- I'm not growing right.' 'W-well, there'd best be some way to fix this, I've- ah!' Maddi gasped, the super-tight top finally submitting to the mounting pressure of her bosoms. Maddi lurched forward, breasts nearly slapping the ground as the shoulders of the outfit tore free of her arms, leaving the previously revealing top in a state of outright scandalousness. The Juggalos logo across the front was stretched to near illegibility as her much larger breasts turned the deep-necked blouse into a tube-top, each mass of breast flesh billowing above and below it nearly the size of her usual dimensions.
Sheila and Maddi both took wobbling steps towards each other, caroming off their own usual curves and finally finding balance.
'I- you- someone switched our pills!' Maddi exclaimed. 'You've got my arse!'
'And you've got my boobs!' Sheila said. The obvious stated, each fidgeted with what remained of their clothes and tried to adjust to the alien and unfamiliar sensations.
'...Sod it all, Sheils,' Maddi finally said, leaning over to try to keep the enormous weight of her chest semi-centered, 'How do you WALK with these bloody things?'
'Walk??' Sheila asked, teetering from side to side as she tried to balance her front and rear. 'How on earth do you even TURN with all this?'
Tags: Breast expansion, ass expansion, multiple expansions
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Story by TheFwank |
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Artwork by SednaStudio-Forst |
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