“Yo, Kathy. We’re already out of brandy and eggnog and we still have more people coming.”

“Okay, and? What do you want me to do about it, Julian?”

Julian raised his arms up defensively. “Woah, chill! I was just telling you so you could get more.”

“Ugh!” Kathy scoffed, “Helen, can you run and get more eggnog and brandy!?”

“You don’t have to shout Kathy. I’m right next to you!” Helen shot back, matching Kathy’s attitude. “And no, I can’t because nowhere is open this late.”

“So,” Julian piped up, “I can call my bros and they can bring over some cannabis so this party isn’t such a drag.”


“Ew! No.” Kathy shot Julian a look of disgust. “I don’t want my apartment smelling like wet dogs! I’ll think of someth-'' Her jaw hung open, stuck in mid-speech, as she spotted Vicki standing in a corner by her lone self. “Oh- My- God! Helen? Who invited Vicki?”

“Vicki?” Helen got up from her chair and peered in the direction Kathy was pointing. Indeed Vicki was at the party, standing in a corner with a red solo cup in one hand and her face glued to her phone in the other. “Why the hell is she here?”

“I don’t know but,” Kathy’s mouth warped into a wicked grin as a cruel idea crossed her mind, “I know how to solve our problem.”

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Vicki stood in the corner of the living room, trying her best to not draw attention to herself but failing miserably. If you asked her an hour ago if she wanted to be at this party she would’ve answered with a resounding yes. Everyone was going to be there which included her crush, David. She had gone to an underground punk band concert a year ago and saw him while he was playing drummer for some band but she could never bring herself to just talk to him. Which is what brought her to this party to begin with but now that she was here and wearing this uncomfortable Santa-esque dress at her bully's place… She was regretting her choices. Despite all that she had been here for an hour, helped herself to some spiked eggnog, and hadn’t been bothered by Kathy nor her lapdog, Helen. She just wished that David would notice her.

“Hey, Vicki!” Vicki looked up from her phone and saw Kathy waving her over to the kitchen.

Against her better judgment she made her way over to Kathy, Helen, and some guy she had seen on campus before. “Oh, uh- Hi Kathy. Hi Helen.” She meekly raised her hand in greeting, including the guy who did the same back to her. “Hope you don’t mind me dropping by.”

“Oh, not at all!” Kathy’s voice was bubbly and cheerful. Too bubbly and cheerful. “I was just wondering if you could help us get more eggnog for the party. We just ran out.”


“I would love to Kathy but I’ve already had some drinks tonight. I’m not driving anywhere for a while.”

“Don’t worry about that! You won’t need to drive anywhere with what I was thinking.” She pulled a wand from her jeans pockets and blasted a blast of magic into Vicki’s chest.

“What the hell, Kathy!? What the-? What did you do!?” Vicki clutched her chest, feeling for any deformities that might’ve appeared from what Kathy had just done. “What the fuck was-” Her chest let out an audible gurgle as it suddenly lurched forwards as they swelled from her modest B-cups to tits three times the size of her head. She couldn’t help but moan from the intense pleasure that surged through her bosom as they pushed into her festive dress, digging in right above her nipples. “Ungh~ What the actual fuck~?!”

“Look at those milk bags!” Helen jeered.

“That’s more like it! Thanks for the help Vicki!” Kathy brushed past Vicki and shouted into the rest of her apartment. “We have more eggnog everyone! Just ask Vicki and she’ll fill you right up!”

Vicki, embarrassed by her exposed cleavage and loud moan she was certain some people had heard, was met with the cheers of slightly intoxicated party-goers cheering her name. The gurgling began once again in her chest but this time a warm pressure was building in her chest as her large, slightly saggy boobs inflated and became more firm. Her breasts became heavier as they swelled full with sloshing cream, a creamy liquid that spread a warmth through her body as she felt a familiar feeling cloud her head. Whatever her tits were producing in excess was getting her drunk. “Katshy whut did you do to me?” (Kathy what did you do to me?)

“Making you useful for once.” Her eyes wandered down to Vicki’s chest as two damp spots formed on her dress. “Now get out there and give ‘em what they want!” She walked behind Vicki and shoved the eggnog dispensing girl out into the living room where the party guests descended on her like hawks.

A cacophony of people asked her for more eggnog and brandy, shoving their red solo cups into her face as the room spun around her. “Holdz on. I uh- Be patience!” (Hold on. Be patient!) But the group wasn’t patient as someone grabbed the hem of her dress and tugged it down, exposing her puffy and leaking nipples to everyone. “Wait~! Nots here~!” (Wait! Not here!) Two hands wrapped behind her and cupped underneath each of her boobs, causing eggnog to spray the crowd.

“Let me help you serve this.” The man spoke into her ear, his breath tickled her neck. That voice! Was it? She turned her flushed head to the side and leaned into the man behind her as he began tugging at her breasts, serving the thirsty crowd. His face was fuzzy to her growing intoxication but she was sure it was David.

“Davidsh~? Ish thash you~?” (David? Is that you?) She flashed him a smile and yelped as he continued to wring her tits dry, an impossible task.

“That’s my name.”

“Agh~ I’ve hads uh crush on yous for a while! (I’ve had a crush on you for a while!) Her legs went limp as her drunkenness made it difficult for her to stand, slumping into David's arms. 

“Oh, uh… Well I’m single right now and… I mean I love brandy and eggnog.” He gave a playful squeeze of her breasts, accidentally spraying the person who was getting a refill of eggnog.

“Oh yeagh~! Thash Katshy bish made me do this…” (Oh Yeah! That Kathy bitch made me do this…) On top of the alcohol swirling in her head she could feel her cheeks burning with a mixture of embarrassment and lust. “When we’re done do yous wanna head sto dah bedroom?” (When we’re done do you want to head to the bedroom?)

“Do you think these things can be emptied?”

Vicki paused for a moment. “I donsh know. Wants to find outh?” (I don’t know. Want to find out?)