“Don’t you think they’re big enough Matt?” An angry, young, blonde-haired woman with breasts four times larger than her head shouted at her boyfriend who was ignoring her as he walked away. “Matt!” Her breasts bounced around as she attempted to follow behind him. “When I agreed to let you use your magic on me to live out your stupid, perverted fantasy I thought it’d only be for a day!”

Matt stopped in his tracks and turned around to shout, “It’s not a stupid fantasy, Sarah! So what if I like massive tits!? What if I like the idea of breast expansion!?” He had gotten up into his girlfriend's face.

“You’re not the one who has to live with these!” She used her hands to hoister her ridiculous breasts up. “Do you know how embarrassing it was to make up an excuse to my parents and coworkers about why my breasts were noticeably bigger each day!?” Sarah stamped her foot which caused her breasts to do a little bounce. “Do you!?” At this point she had tears in her eyes as she saw how little her boyfriend cared.

“Whatever Sarah.” Matt waved his hand dismissively as he grabbed what remained of his belongings and walked toward the front door. “Maybe this will teach you to appreciate what I give you.” He snapped his fingers before turning and walking out the front door.

“Like I’d appreciate these!” Sarah held up her tits as she hollered at Matt who ignored her as he walked to his car. She noticed that her breasts seemed to be getting heavier as she held them. “Wait you bastard!” She hollered at Matt as he was getting into his car. “Fucking undo this!” Her breasts were continuously swelling as Matt shut his cra door and drove off. “You’re a fucking asshole, you hear me!”

As she walked back into the apartment she noticed that the swelling wasn’t slowing down at all. She headed over to the bathroom and checked the mirror which confirmed her suspicions. When Matt had snapped his fingers he had accelerated the ‘gift' he had given her as her breasts were visibly growing in front of her eyes, quickly filling out her shirt. “That motherfucker!” With one hand holding her swelling masses, with the other she grabbed her phone out of her pocket and attempted to call Matt to no avail.

Sarah slammed her phone down onto the bathroom counter in frustration and began prodding at her still expanding breasts. “This can’t be permanent, can it?” Her breasts were already large enough to cover her navel as she struggled to take her now tight shirt off. “Get- off!” She managed to get her shirt off and saw that her breasts were straining and testing her bra as they began to spill over the cups. 

“Fuck me…” Sarah reached behind her back and tried to undo her bra’s clasps but wasn’t strong enough to fight the growing flesh attached to her torso. “Fuck! I’m just gonna cut this damn thing off!” She stomped out of the bathroom and into her room where she began digging through her desk for her scissors. “Ah-hah!” She grabbed the scissors and carefully pushed it between her pillowy flesh and her bra clasp. She snipped her bra off but the sudden loss of support sent her down onto the ground as her breasts were now as large as the rest of her body.

“NNggghh! Can’t get up!” Sarah struggled against her still growing teats as she attempted to hoist herself up from being bent over her breasts. Sarah realized that she was gonna need help and thought of who she’d call for help. “Fuck… this is gonna be embarrassing-” She cut herself off as she reached into her pants pockets and couldn’t find her phone. “Where is it! Where did I-” Her face went pale as she remembered she had left it on the bathroom counter. “No! Why- this is so-” She began sobbing as the helplessness settled in. Her breasts, now each the size of twin beds, continued to swell and rub against the carpet floor as Sarah slid off of her breasts and knelt on the floor with her ridiculous bags of flesh in front of her. “What am I going to do!?”

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“Let’s see…” The police officer checked his phone. “Looks like the correct address-” He lifted his arm up and began pounding on the door. “Ma’am!? Ma’am are you in there?” He paused for a moment, waiting for a response. “Ma’am, I’m here for a wellness check! Your boss said you haven’t been in for a few days and you aren’t answering your phone!” He pounded on the door again and heard no response. “Well if you are in there I’m going to let myself in now.” He shouted loudly as he pulled out the key the landlord had given him.

He walked into the apartment and gingerly shut the door behind him. “Ma’am?” He heard some soft sobbing coming from the master bedroom. “Ma’am are you okay?” We walked over and slowly opened the door. He was flabbergasted as he saw a young, blushing, woman who was knelt in front of a wall of flesh. “Oh my god!” Her breasts were squeezed taut between the walls, ceiling, and floor, as they easily took up more than three quarters of the room. The wall of soft flesh was visibly swelling and pushing the woman closer to the other wall.

“Don’t- don’t look at me.” Sarah shouted between sobs, her face turning deep red.

“I’m- I- Uh-” The officer struggled over his words, still finding it hard to believe what he saw. “I’m gonna need to call some backup ma’am.”