I’m going to tell the dr that I want to be able to see every detail of the implants through your skin. I’ll make sure he keeps overfilling them until they look just like plastic water balloons shoved inside your little boobs.
"Oof, big bro, I'm not sure how much longer I can keep this up," Kimberly whined.
"What's the matter, I thought you needed a place to crash?" her brother, Derrick, said.
"I do! They tore down my apartment complex..... but, um, your house rules a kind of brutal."
"What did I say? My house--"
"My rules. Yeah. I know. But can't you ease up a bit?"
"Sorry, no can do, little sis. You've got to get used to the new you!"
Kimberly rolled her eyes. "But even my baggiest shirts can't hide these dumb things! Like of course I knew you were a major perv and loved big boobs. You were glued to hentai in your teens. But this is actually insane. My back is totally killing me....."
"Not my problem, Kimmy. You're gonna keep taking those breast growth pills until you can find a place."
"But--I..... who'll hire me like this!?"
"Not my fault you lost your job at that cozy tech firm."
"Yeah, cause somebody kept tipping my HR rep that I was giving blowjobs to male employees for extra money! I was trying to save up for a new place so I could stop taking these things already!"
"Damn. Wouldn't know anything about that! Looks like you should just sit in your room and take a load off. Enjoy yourself."
She awkwardly folded her arms above her oversized, heavy breasts. "My room? You mean the one with the computer chair that has a huge dildo glued to it? The room full of sex toys? Porn posters? BDSM gear? And a convenient PC and equipment to stream with?"
"Wow, sounds like a little angel is telling you to become one of those OnlyFans girls? Why not kick back, enjoy your new titties, and earn money rubbing that fat, pink cunt of yours raw? Might be the only way you can make any money now. The clock's ticking. Your back isn't sounding too good. If those things get much bigger you might become immobile, or your back might go kaput altogether. Wouldn't that be funny? Those boobs get so big your back snaps, then you're paralyzed here and stuck growing bigger boobs forever."
"You are so deranged, big bro. You really are! My back is not going to--!" She pointed at him, and her back made a loud click. She lowered her arm, blushing. "I'll...... go set up an OnlyFans."
"Good girl. Join some other camming sites while you're at it. Oooo, you know what sells really big? Giving your older brother blow jobs and titty fucks on stream!"
"Goddammit..... this was such a mistake," Kimberly grumbled, walking to her room.
"Love you, too!" Derrick said loudly as she closed her door. He shook his head, whispering, "Dang, I really need to up her dosage...."
My younger sister, Abbie, is so annoying. I went off to college after high school. Got my Bachelor's, and by the end of it I was pretty done with curvy, huge-breasted girls slobbering all over my cock. It was fun at first, but after a while it just gets desperate and pathetic. Every girl starts out normal then juices herself up on some kind of drug or hormone. Gets her brains fucked out by every frat bro in a ten mile radius, gets pregnant af, their body swells like a balloon. Suddenly all they think about is sex. I used to get along with Abbie, she was creative and free spirited. I came home and.....
She's working as a stripper. Has an OnlyFans. A set of tits so massive, artificially inflated by breast growth drugs she begged our parents to start. She spends all day masturbating and playing with her tits in front of the camera. Loudly watches porn with her door open, right next time mine. If I walk into the room as she's streaming she'll start grinding her seat, begging her 'big bro' to fuck her and fill her up with kids. I guess girls these days just happily turn their brains to mush in the hopes of getting guys off.
I tell her to knock it off and she only wants more. I call her pathetic and tell her to go get her massive breasts chopped off, because they look ridiculous, and it only makes her hornier. She masturbates and fondles her breasts at the dinner table and our parents call it 'cute'. Abbie basically hovers around me 24/7. She even sneaks into my bed and tries to press her ass and pussy against my cock.
I can't move out yet, not enough money, so I'm stuck babysitting my twenty-year-old nymphomaniac sister all fucking day. Last night I finally caved. She came into the bathroom as I got a shower, since Abbie demanded they remove the lock so she can milk her tits if she gets engorged when someone's in there. Did I mention she lactates like crazy, too? But she walks in, undresses, and gets in the shower. I had enough. I pushed her down to her knees, grabbed her stupid oversized udders, and tit fucked her as I called her a whole bunch of names, from 'worthless', 'desperate', 'pathetic', 'idiot', 'whore', and even spit on her face, calling her worthless as a pile of trash. Of course, this only turned Abbie on more.
She gave me the tit-fucking of my life. And she went right from the shower to my bed. When she followed me, her pathetic cow tits dripping milk on my floor, she asked if she could sleep in my bed or on the floor, 'like my dog'. I told her the floor. She obeyed, curling up, used her tits like pillows. I felt bad when I woke up a few hours later, I yanked her to her feet, pushed her onto my bed, told her if she's going to be so clingy and desperate I had no choice but to give in and just fuck her like the brainless whore she so clearly saw herself as. And we fucked. Great. Now for all I know my dumb little hucow sister is carrying my kids. I'm sure mom and dad will just love the news. I feel like at this rate if I don't get a good paying job I'm going to end up marrying Abbie, breeding her like livestock, and pimping her out. I mean...... not a bad idea, really. At least I'll finally be putting her to good use."
"Of course, Casey darling, your doctor just put you on some extra-strong fertility drugs. Darling, you're twenty now, it's totally normal for doctors to be thinking of you with your uterus in mind first. You're a young, beautiful, fertile girl. Ensuring you have the biggest pregnancies possible is just his job."
"I know," Casey fussed. "But lots of girls keep bursting. I feel like I might burst any day now if I'm not careful."
"You don't need to worry about anything silly like that. Tell you what, put your phone down. We aren't calling any ambulances, baby. Just relax. Let's find something sexy for you to wear and I'll drop you off at that club you like."
"What? So I can burst in front of a whole club? Are you gonna send in a clean up crew after it happens. It's gonna be a huge mess, that'd be so embarrassing if it happened in front of all those people."
"You kidding? That crowd would eat it up and cheer you only if your belly looked like it was starting to tear."
"Ughhhh you're totally cool with me popping, aren't you?"
"As your mother I have to be ready for anything. Right now, you're the perfect size for a girl your age. Barely able to walk, but who needs it when you're as gorgeous as you. Just bump into a few hot guys, and they'll be puddy in your hand. Or just lounge back and spread those legs wide like I told you to, invite guys in to have their way with you. Don't be a prude, now."
"I won't, mama. It's just..... Is this why Fiona popped?"
"Your big sister popped because she was a good girl like you who knew how to listen to order, shut her trap, and embrace the idea that her purpose was getting massively pregnant, just like yours."
"I guess..... If I'm gonna pop, I might as well have fun leading up to it instead of moping."
"That's the spirit! Now let's get you dressed. With a belly like that, every second you aren't letting a stranger fuck you it very selfish on your part, darling."
"I know, mama. OK, pick out my outfit. I am really horny anyway..... I bet at least a couple dozen guys will want their turn tonight...."
Alice and Kimberly were an influencer couple, known for making fitness content, healthy living content, and a few left-leaning political videos. They were proud gold star lesbians who often reminisced about previous lovers, though their content never exceeded even a PG rating. They had over five million followers and seemed to be doing quite well. They announced a backpacking trip across south America, they'd be gone eight months, and do vlogging along the way.... one month into their trip, the vlogging abruptly stopped. They occasionally posted just to reassure fans they were OK, but never where they were, what they were up to. Until five months in... finally, a picture: they were in some busy city at night, it was a bit blurry. The photo only showed them from the shoulders up. They were putting up peace signs, no clothes, with cum coating their faces and chests.
They deleted the picture after a day, saying it was a mistake, that their 'account got hacked' and it wasn't them in the picture, despite obviously being them. When they returned, they couldn't hide it anymore. They got on cam, both looking very horny, massively pregnant, letting out little gasps and moans.
"OMG you guys," Kimberly said. "Look at the size of us."
"We definitely lost our gold stars...... a few dozen times in south America."
"Dozen?" Kimberly giggled. "Babe we slept with probably close to a thousand guys each."
Alice bit her plump lower lip. "I was trying to let our fans down easy...."
They both kissed, rubbing each other's bellies. "We're not even lesbians....." Kimberly admitted. "We thought we were but we were just, like.... brainwashed."
"We needed a little education. To have our holes filled with gallons and gallons of cum..... It made us a couple of baby-filled cock addicts."
"I don't even know if I'm attracted to girls anymore," Kimberly admitted. "I just want men to fuck me."
"Me too. All I can think of is all those parties in the street, getting fucked by strangers as we suck guys off. It was SO hot!"
Kimberly patted her belly. "So we're straight after all. Just a couple of breeding sluts who can only think of where our next cock is coming from."
"We're junkies for male attention.... no wonder we put on our little show so long."
They made out some more, pushing their giant, overfilled bellies together. "We have another announcement...." Kimberly panted after kissing Alice, getting a contraction, wincing in pain. "We're moving to Kansas. Which rates as the worst in the country for women's rights!"
"We just want to be a couple pieces of property.... zero rights. Bred constantly, treated like garbage. We finally learned how girls are supposed to be treated. It was sooooo eye opening."
"We don't wanna walk down the street one block without some horny guy ripping our clothes off, forcing himself on us. We want to be used and abused all day, completely free use. In Kansas we won't even legally qualify as people! Just how it should be!"
Alice gave her belly a very harsh smack. "We'll be giving out our new address, if you're bored and want to rape us. Our holes are available 24/7! Don't ask permission, it's a huge turn off! ❤️"
"Well, well, well, hope you're not nutting already, lil' bro. This is going to be oh so much fun. I can't believe Mom and Dad are moving all the way to Belgium. There're so great bdsm clubs there, ask me how I know. My massive titties have nearly been beaten open like pinatas in some of those joints.... so, visiting them will be fun. But until then, they're really leaving you with me? Geez, they must be sadists. What are you, twenty now? Hmmm, poor Alex.... do you even hook up with girls in college, or are you still glued to your computer, jerking off? I bet you are, such a good little gooner; we're going to have the time of your impotent little life.
I'll be there in about two hours to pick you up. On my way.... as you can see, I'm still taking breast growth pills. Do you like giant, heavy breasts? They weigh a ton, I can't wait to smother you with them, feel you struggling to breathe as I feed you. Push these mammoth udders against your little cock, laugh as you cum a tiny couple itty-bitty ropes into my cleavage.
Now that we're both adults, the real fun's about to begin. I'm going to use and abuse you 24/7. You're my perfect boy-toy pet. I bet you're trying to act confident on campus, dress nice, put on a bit of masculine swagger. Maybe you even try to flirt with pretty girls now? Or do you just stare at their breasts and stutter as you get an erection?
Mmmmm my pathetic toy. What should I do with you first? I think I'm gonna dress you like a girl and buy a collar and leash. Walk you around in a cute dress. I bet you still walk good in heels, don't you? My little gooner sissy brother..... I already have dozens of toys and straps I'm gonna try on you. If you can take it up the ass for a few minutes without that tiny cock firing away I'll let you sleep suckling my breasts. I might even let you try to eat me out as I make fun of how bad you are at pleasing women. I bet that made your itty-bitty cock perk up.
I can't wait to parade you around your campus as a sissy. I'll get you a nice wig. Do your makeup. Walk you around and make you lift your dress to show your shiny new chastity cage. Because you only cum when I allow it, got that sissy? And you better believe I'm going to keep growing out my tits. I want them fucking massive. You're gonna dress like a pretty maid and take care of me once these things get so big I can hardly lift them up. Won't that be fun. You better make friends, sissy. I might not be able to peg you anymore after that, and someone's gotta keep that prostate satisfied. This is going to be SO much fun. Pack light. I'll be there before you know it. First thing you're doing is giving me your social media passwords. I gotta show all your college friends how much you love being smothered by your big sister's tits and jerked off as I call you a pathetic excuse for a boy...."
When The Blues Brothers came out in 1980, many major theater owners refused to book it because they thought audiences would not watch a film with so many Black musical stars. It opened in far fewer theaters than a big movie usually got, but still became one of the top 10 domestic box-office hits of 1980.
another part of getting incredibly fat… you stop doing certain things, and then you forget how to do them.
i was trying on a bathing suit bottom with these cute strings to tie on the side, and i just. couldn’t for the life of me remember how to tie them? and it got me thinking—i haven’t worn shoes i had to tie in well over a year.
i could barely reach with both hands to make the knot—my tits were in the way, my belly filled the space i had to reach over… i got exhausted just trying to reach
i wear things that’re easy to get on and easy to get off. i can’t bend over too well because my belly is in the way. it’s starting to hang so, so low.. and i can’t even reach my feet anymore—if i tried to paint my nails it would be exhausting, i’d be out of breath in seconds
it makes me wonder what’s next. will i forget the little trick i use to get bras on? will i forget how to hoist myself up off the floor sometime in the next 100 pounds?
and then, when i finally get to those “too big to live alone without a caretaker” sizes, what will be next?
clumsy, fat fingers unable to button up shirts. the same overly softened hands struggling to hold a fork, eating without utensils is just so much easier.. can’t reach around my belly enough to button any pants, either, it’ll have been years (and hundreds of pounds of lard) since i could even see what i’m doing, anyways
it’s motivating, it makes me hungry. just thinking about these possibilities makes me want to eat. i want to be useless, dependent, so fat and soft and hungry it scares everyone around me
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