"Do we really have to watch one of your perverted shows? Their chests are ridiculous."
A night in; a dark living room; a laptop on a coffee table; side-by-side on the couch, sharing a pair of earbuds with you. These were the ingredients that left Asuka sulking with arms crossed over a chest that simply could not compare.
"I mean, just look at what's happening in this anime!"
A purple-ponytailed woman stood impressively tall amidst her gathering peers. The bikini that wrapped around her figure was objectionably revealing by Asuka's standards; her massive breasts were objectionably law-breaking by the standards of physics.
"Of course a degenerate like you would enjoy this." The screen lit Asuka's dour features in a static glow. "And just how is her back not broken?! No one looks like that!"
And yet the depravity continued. The character's lips curled around a banana in a most suggestive fashion.
Asuka's face was stark red -- with anger, and shame, and embarrassment, and feelings unspoken.
"BLEGH! A banana?! This is... this disgusting! I never knew something could be even more idiotic than you!"
...but was it so idiotic?
Later...
Time passed of its own accord in the underground space beneath the barn. No windows and no clocks could hold it accountable. The cold darkness implied an eternal night.
Asuka, bare and chained by the wrists and ankles, swung from the rafters. Her limbs were bent outward and upward as if she was taking a perilous skydive. She wasn't the tallest -- embarrassingly, she required a stepladder to retrieve anything on the top shelf at the grocery store -- but this made her bust even more incomprehensibly titanic.
"Hffff... grow... grow... grow..."
Each boob alone could have easily cast a shadow over a Great Pyramid. In fact, overturn the pyramids and turn them hollow, and her life-changingly gigantic breasts could produce the milk to fill them as casually as one fills up a cup of coffee. They were suspended in mid-air, cradled in the darkness below and beyond, the underground space she occupied a veritable bottomless pit. At least, that's all Asuka could assume. She had grown consistently for so long without having collided with any flat surfaces. It was most upsetting.
"Bigger... get bigger now... come on... expand...!"
But it wasn't just Asuka's crater-creating tits that drooped underneath her otherwise-slender body. There was a competitor: a gravid belly, red and taut, decorated with stretch marks like the disconnected first strokes of a watercolor painting. Unlike her breasts, it was firm to the touch -- but like her breasts, it had ballooned to proportions that would be observable by satellite if she had been above ground. Much of Asuka's squirming was ineffectual save for the rattling of her chains; it was only when her litter acted up that she truly began to sway.
"Huge... make me HUGE... make me grow CONSTANTLY...!"
Asuka's brain repeated her simple thoughts like a vinyl record's run-out groove. In many ways, her stubbornness and bullheadedness had been distilled into its purest essence by the underground.
Though, there were signs that Asuka's personality was shifting even before she was in chains. Her nice dresses were replaced with ecchi graphic tees seemingly overnight after you finished that anime. I bet you like me better like this, pervert, she had said, downing the expansion pills. And the notion of getting pregnant was actually her idea. I *need* these knockers to grow faster, she had begged, clutching your shirt as her boobs tapped against her waist. Even at that size, she turned heads and dropped jaws with high regularity. If she was set upon the populace now, she'd likely cause similarly elevated rates of fainting and unconsciousness.
Asuka's breathing came to an abrupt halt. Her entire body tensed.
The chains clattered against the metal.
"Wh... wh...?"
A bit lip; legs coiled around the rafter like a cobra; toes wiggled involuntarily.
"AAAAH! AAAAAH!"
The swelling was continuing. Asuka's breasts and belly descended even further downward into the darkness. She craned her head down and rubbed her cheek lovingly against her backboob; the feeling of her own skin dragging along her face was enough to bring her near to the edge of pleasure and into the heavenly heights of a climax.
She let her knees dangle further from the rafter. They grazed against the underside of her belly -- which was doing a bit of dragging of its own. The horizon of skin around her lengthened in every direction. To be hovering over it was to be lying prone at the center of Death Valley. An endless flatland.
Ever-distancing nerve endings across her boobs flared impulses of pure orgasmic pleasure to her brain. Thoughts piled up in useless heaps and were subsequently disposed of. Muscles tensed and relaxed at random, uncontrollable intervals.
"Haaaah~... haaaGGHhhhh~...!"
A single bead of sweat rolled down the bridge of Asuka's nose. The burning fires of arousal took hold -- first of her nethers, and then all over, her body steered not by thought, but by desire.
"I'm... I need... I need..."
Behind her on the rafter, a lone drainage pipe was angled away from the arrangement it had been part of. Good enough. Asuka arched her back, grunting, impossibly desirous -- but the weight of her rapidly developing body so anchored her that the struggle was moot. Satisfaction would have to wait.
"...when... when will my breeder arrive...?"
Asuka's tongue lolled out of her mouth. She tasted the salt of her sweat sliding down her upper lip. Its pungent taste was not satiating.
The pregnancy had its side effects. She craved something else.
dandelion : scrappy and tough, you’re a pull-yourself-up-by-your-bootstraps kind of person. you don’t give up easily and you often thrive in situations that others would find discouraging. you have an instinct to serve others and see yourself as most useful in times or places of crisis, but you may over rely on your toughness and forget how sensitive you really are.
echinacea : a protector. with an amazing blend of optimism, nurturing and goodwill, you lend your strength and energy to those in need. your seemingly infinite goodwill and boundless supportive energy make you the one people turn to when times are tough. your greatest strength is, of course, also one of your weaknesses, especially if you neglect to take care of yourself. at times like these, it’s a good idea to take a step back and focus some of that protective energy on yourself.
ginger : spirited. a feisty and fiery companion, quick with an opinion, a laugh or an idea. warm, friendly and inviting, you never allow an awkward moment to pass. in fact, even cold and distant people warm up to you more quickly than others. negative experiences or too much indulgence, however, can send you into a bit of a tailspin, and when hurt you may become quite cold and distant. ginger people do best when their natural warmth and affection is flowing freely, giving them easy access to their love of life.
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