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A short intro by Ready – this story was NOT written by myself. It was by Ragnarok385 who lent a hand on the dialog and behind the scenes scripting for some of the later Growth Labs. I wanted to put this story out for your enjoyment and let you see the previously unpublished things we were working behind the scenes.
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Growth Lab 13 Extended Script: story by Ragnarok385 – first published 2013.09.20
Hannah looked up into the sky, the hot sun beating down on her, the soft caressing warmth all too familiar and all too enjoyable. Though not for the reason most would think.
Struggling to her feet she stumbled a bit as she opened her eyes for the first time and felt the cool breeze blow across her naked body. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that thing, Hannah thought as she looked around the area. Dusting herself off, she felt the cool breeze brush across her nipples and was aware once more of her nakedness. Standing there hands on her hips she thought, you’d think she would have programmed the damn thing to teleport clothes too.
“General Stromberg are you there?”
Oh great, big sister is still watching me, Hannah shook her head as she raised her hand to her ear to make sure the earpiece was snugly fit inside her ear. “Yes Katherine I can hear you just fine,” Hannah said, “You know you could have configured that damn thing to put me a little closer to the impact site.”
“This was as close as we could get you. The energy interference from the site is messing with the teleporter’s location matrix–”
“Ya, ya I get it sciency stuff.” Hannah said shaking her head and looking around once again trying to get her bearings. Another gust of wind caused her to shiver as goosebumps ran up her arms. Tapping her earpiece, “the least you could have done is configured that thing to transport your clothes. It’s rather chilly from where I’m standing.”
“The teleporter can only materialize things that within the body.” Katherine’s voice relayed through the earpiece.
“So why is the earpiece still here?” Hannah asked then as a second thought, “and where the hell is the microphone?”
“The earpiece is far enough inside the confines of your body.” Katherine said hesitantly.
“And the mic?”
Silence reigned on the other end of the com for a few awkward moments. Finally, Hannah simply said, “Never mind. I’m guessing I don’t want to know how it got inside of me.”
“Probably best,” came Katherine’s voice over the com. “But on a different note, your transportation should be there shortly.”
“Well glad I don’t have to hump it naked across wherever it is I am.”
A small snicker escaped through the earpiece.
“Enough of that Katherine.” Hannah said angrily.
“Sorry General, but perhaps a better word choice than using naked and humping in the same sentence.”
“I’ll use whatever terminology I want,” Hannah said. “And by all rights it should be your ass down here looking for Luna not me.”
“Command doesn’t think so.” Katherine said pausing, “Apparently you and the Commander were close at the Academy and they figured you’d be the best one to bring her in.”
Ya we were as close as could be in the Academy. Hannah thought. I would have pinned her every time we sparred if it weren’t for those built in airbags of hers. The trainers always thought it would be funny to see us fight, even if I did win every time. And then as punishment they would make her my superior officer in live training drills. She reached up to rub her shoulder absently. The scar was still there as she gently ran her hand over the raised tissue, It was stupid of me. Despite our personal differences, I should never have tried to take command of the squad. But how was I supposed to know the proctor was in our squad…
She recalled the incident clearly. Her arguing with Luna, telling the others what they should be doing in order to complete the exercise. She could tell the other soldiers agreed with her assessment of the situation. Luna had regarded them all coldly, adopting a lead from the back attitude, sending everyone in waves to gather recon when they didn’t have time. She had wanted absolute data, in battle there were no absolutes save one. Stand still and you’re dead.
Hannah had grown tired of arguing, and in her frustration she pulled her weapon on Luna, shouting at her to follow her orders…
Hannah shook her head and gripped her shoulder, as the feelings came back in a flood as they always did. It wasn’t the bullet that entered and exited through her left shoulder that was the biggest shock that day, nor was it that it came from the proctor of the exam, but it was simply the look in Luna’s eyes, it was that look that Hannah had yet to see again until recently.
I learned two things that day, Hannah thought. I learned that although free thinking is tolerated, mutiny is not. I can thank my proctor for that lesson, and constant reminder. But the other was, Luna was not meant to lead others. When faced with a situation that she did not fully understand, Luna locked up. Without all the information at her disposal, she refused to act, she couldn’t act. And that was a dooming quality in a leader on the front lines.
“…so your escort should be there shortly.”
“I’m sorry, what?” Hannah said coming to out of her reminiscing. She spun and in the distance she saw a dust cloud approaching.
“I said your escort should be rendezvousing with you shortly. Then you can continue to secure the Commander.”
“Roger that. Hannah out.” Hannah said as she watched the vehicle grow larger and larger on the horizon.
A few minutes later she covered her mouth and closed her eyes as the dust blew past her. She heard the sound of something hit the ground at her feet and blinked back the dust to see a pair of jeans, and a simple pullover shirt.
“Lieutenant Angels said you might need those.”
Hannah looked up to see a young man dressed in what looked like a typical cabby’s uniform. Judging from the stance and what he had said Hannah could see the Academy training in him, but the way he tipped his hat and wore a knowing grin she could still see some looseness in his demeanor. Clearly a newbie out of the gates, Hannah thought to herself as she reached down to pick up the clothing, “No underwear?”
“It’s on the bus General Stromberg,” The young man said, teeth flashing in his smile, “Wouldn’t want to presume anything mam.”
“How noble of you…”
“Agent Alexander Anderson.” The young man said with a quick salute. “Undercover code name Triple A.”
“Undercover, huh.” Hannah said throwing the shirt on over her head. “I always hated you secret agent types. But I suppose that means we’re not in Kansas anymore.”
“No mam,” Alexander said as he gestured to the wide open field, “We’re in China.”
“Fantastic,” Hannah said as she walked towards the bus. Reaching the stairs she looked back out to see that Alexander was still leaning against the front of the bus. “Coming Anderson?”
“I was trying to give you some privacy General.”
“You were staring at my naked body for about twenty minutes,” Hannah said walking up the stairs, “The time for modesty was quite a while ago, so get your ass on this bus and let’s get this circus on the road.”
“Yes mam.” Alexander said turning casually and bounding up the stairs behind her and closing the doors.
Hannah walked to the back of the bus where she found a shopping bag and some additional clothing. Sitting down she heard the bus grind itself into the appropriate gear as Alexander yelled back, “Hold tight, get’s a bit bumpy out here.” And with that the bus lurched into motion.
Luna felt…warm. A curious feeling considering the fact that her world was still incredibly dark. As a matter of fact, Luna was having a hard time remembering exactly what had occurred just prior to her current predicament. I remember a space station…no MY space station. The Luxembourg. But it was so much smaller than I thought it would be, it must have been a toy…yes that’s it…no, no I was…I was enormous.
She tried to move her arm and found that it hardly responded at all to her, minus the flash of pain and the dull soreness that accompanied her attempt. Owwww, that’s right, I reacted with Hannah’s Catalyst and then had to be decon’ed off the ship–
Just then Luna’s thoughts were interrupted as a blinding light assailed her closed eyes causing her to wince and cry out, “What the hell is that light coming from?!”
Not a second later the darkness descended over her eyes again, and the warmth she had felt before slowly began to dissipate. As her eyelids eased back, she heard a slight chuckle, “You’d think the head of the Advanced Science Division would know what the sun is.”
Luna groaned as she struggled to open her eyes, “And you’d think a General of the army would know a rhetorical question when she heard one.”
“Didn’t sound to rhetorical to me, Luna.” Hannah said smiling. She crouched down next to Luna and offered a hand, “C’mon let’s get you up and out of this crater.”
“Crater?” Luan said as she finally was able to open her eyes without blinking back tears from the brightness of the sun, “what the hell am I doing in a crater?”
“Well, you see,” Hannah began as Luna gingerly reached up her hand to clasp Hannah’s, “When a large body contacts the earth at high speeds, it usually leaves behind an indentation, hence a–”
“Alright, alright I get it,” Luna said gripping hard on Hannah’s forearm and struggling against her groaning muscles to pull herself up. “But my question still stands.”
“Well, what else did you think was going to happen when you released all that energy at the Luxembourg?” Hannah said as she helped brush the dust off of Luna’s bare back as the woman kneeled on all fours, her breasts hanging between her arms nipples nearly touching the ground. “I mean I’m no expert in physics, but every action generates an equal and opposite reaction.” Hannah continued, “So when you shot the Luxembourg, the release sent you backwards into the atmosphere.”
Luna shook her head, feeling little bits of rock and dirt dribble and tick off the ground as they shook loose from her hair. Looking up at Hannah, “So what you’re saying is this crater is from me.”
“Pretty much ya.”
Luna turned her head and smiled, “Well I was half expecting to see an ACME style imprint in the ground where I was just laying. Guess that doesn’t really happen.”
“Well, uh, I wouldn’t be so sure,” Hannah said as she knelt down and put an arm under Luna’s and helped the larger woman to her feet. “You might have been, uh, a little bigger when you made impact.”
Luna looked up as Hannah helped her to her feet and saw what her companion was talking about. Around them were about five foot dirt walls that looks as though they had simply been compressed, and as Luna’s head swiveled slightly she could guess what the shape was. As the two of them made their way slowly towards the edge of one of the dirt walls, Luna couldn’t help but chuckled, “At least I didn’t land on my chest.”
“Ya, because then we would have needed a crane to lift you out of that hole.” Hannah laughed. She slowly removed Luna’s arm from over her shoulder and bounded up the slope in front of them. Turning around she offered her hand to Luna who took it and Hannah helped haul Luna out of the crater.
“Wow you look like you got hit by a bus.”
Luna looked up from her hands and knees to see a young man in a cabbie uniform ogling her body. “Actually I hit the Earth so hard it dented, so pardon my appearance.”
“If I had a body like that I wouldn’t be apologizing for it mam.”
Turning to Hannah, Luna shook her head, “Who the fuck is this kid?”
“Agent Alexander Anderson,” Hannah rolled her eyes while saying it, “Our escort to base.”
Luna groaned in disgust, “I hate these secret agent types.”
“You and me both,” Hannah said putting her hands on her hips, “this one especially.”
“Uh, ladies, begging your pardon but I’m still here.” Alexander said with a smile.
“And you think I care?” Hannah said. After another roll of her eyes, she looked down at Luna as the woman struggled to her feet and back to Alexander, “Why don’t you make yourself useful and get the Commander her clothes?”
“Right away mam,” Alexander said with a half-assed salute clearly torn between walking towards the bus and keeping his gaze on the pendulous mounds attached to Luna. Finally, after a slight trip he tore his eyes away and disappeared into the bus.
“I think they’re getting worse.” Luna sighed.
“Well can you blame the kid? He’s probably only seen tits like that on the internet.”
“Not what I meant.” Luna muttered as she rubbed her eyes. “I mean the blatant disregard for protocol, and not to mention his lax attitude–”
“We’re in China and he’s a spook,” Hannah said with a laugh, “you can’t honestly expect him to take his job seriously.” Then she gestured to Luna and herself laughing, “And on top of that he’s been asked to escort a General and the highest ranking officer in the Advanced Science Division, both of whom he’s seen bare ass naked.” Hannah laughed, “Kid probably thinks he’s dreaming and doesn’t want to wake up.”
“Actually if I were dreaming I wouldn’t have offered either of you clothes,” Alexander said tossing a backpack on the ground at Luna’s feet. “It’d be a shame to cover all that lovely flesh up.”
“Save it,” Luna said grabbing the backpack and pulling out various garments, “for a mammal that cares.”
Alexander mimed stabbing himself in the chest with a knife before receiving a death glare from Luna. After that it was a quick salute, a chuckle, and Hannah had to remind herself not to burst out laughing.
“So what are you doing planet side?” Luna asked as the bus continued its jostling ride across the open plain. “Figured they would have kept you on board the Luxembourg to run things until I got back.”
“I wish.” Hannah said as she suddenly held up her hands in front of her, “now don’t get me wrong, I’m glad they sent me down here to come get you…”
“But they could have sent anyone,” Luna finished for Hannah. “That’s what you’re thinking isn’t it?”
“Well ya.” Hannah said sighing heavily and leaning back in her seat. “I mean, hell, Alexander could have come out here all on his own to find you. Didn’t exactly need to send me–”
“But you’re a perfect little soldier and follow orders like you’re told.”
“Damn straight I do.” Hannah said her tone rising.
“Unless you don’t like them, or think they’re wrong.” Luna said glaring at Hannah, “or if they happen to come from me.”
Hannah blinked a couple times in stunned silence, then sighed and shook her head. “You’re still never going to forgive me for that are you?”
“No, and why should I?” Luna said. What the hell has gotten into me? She found herself thinking. Why is all this coming out now? Is it because she took command again right out from under me when I had everything under control? That little voice in the back of her mind, the one she thought she had hidden all those years ago suddenly came to the fore, Well you didn’t really have anything under control. Thanks to Hannah the station is still there, and everyone is safe. She actually saved you aga–NO! the rage she had felt that day overcame the little voice and she could feel all the same feelings she had felt that day. I’m not afraid of her, I’m better than her. She just never even gives me a chance to prove–
“Give it a rest Luna.” Hannah said as she dismissed the woman with a wave of her hand. “It was a long time ago, and I paid the higher price that day anyways.”
“How do you know?” Luna fumed, “You still got to be a General, you still got everything you wanted–”
“Oh ya getting shot was definitely something I wanted!” Hannah spat back.
“Hey don’t make me come back there you two.” Came Alexander’s voice from the front of the bus, followed by his head turning around that stupid smile plastered on his face.
“Fuck off!” Came the unison reply from the two women. Alexander wisely threw up both hands in a sign of defeat and faced forward once more.
The two women sat and stewed over the most recent emotional outburst, but it was Hannah to speak first. “Besides, you got what you wanted. You’re head of the Advanced Science Division, hell you even have your own space station.”
“Had.” Luna said grumbling.
“What do you mean ‘had’?”
“You really don’t get it do you?” Luna said turning again to face Hannah. “You have no idea the pressure I’ve been under. The pressure I have to succeed. I can’t afford to make mistakes–”
“Look Luna, we all make mistakes,” Hannah said, “It comes with the job.”
“Maybe with yours,” Luna said leaning back in her chair. “You’re on the front lines, you lose a couple people no big deal, as long as the job gets done right? Well, I’m leading practically an entire civilian corps. They don’t tolerate mistakes the same way you do in the field. They don’t expect things to go south AT ALL.”
“So you ran your ship like a dictator?”
“Yes! Because it was the only thing I could do!”
“General Stromberg, this is Angels, come in.”
“Sorry Luna, I’ve got to take a call,” Hannah said to Luna who looked at her curiously. Hannah simply replied to Katherine, “Go ahead Katherine, what’s up?”
“Seems like Command wants you to figure out what happened to the majority of the energy release from the Commander.”
“You mean it didn’t go into the Luxembourg?”
“Apparently not.” There was a brief silence, “My engineers are telling me only roughly ten percent of the total energy was absorbed by the Luxembourg. Accounting for the dissipation loss through various–”
“Alright, alright I get it.” Hannah said cutting her off. “There’s a shit ton of energy out there somewhere.”
“Correct.” Katherine said a little deflated. “Command wants you to ask the Commander if she has any ideas where it might have gone. Report back to me with any details.”
“Roger, Hannah out.”
“What was that about?”
“Apparently the Luxembourg was only able to absorb a fraction of the total energy you released.” Hannah shrugged, “Guess they’re wondering where the rest of it went. Personally, I wouldn’t mind if it all just shot off into space somewhere.”
“I certainly hope not,” Luna said shocked at what Hannah was implying, “That’s valuable to my research, and not only that, our jobs.”
“Maybe your job,” Hannah said off handedly waving at Luna.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Luna said stone faced.
“You just said that yourself.” Hannah said turning to Luna again.
“And you think your job’s safe because…”
“Because I’m more than just a scientist. I’m a military commander, with a skill set you don’t have.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“Absolutely!” Hannah said almost baring her teeth, “The ability to keep calm under pressure, to make the tough decisions when no one else wants to.” Then pointing at Luna, “Who the hell do you think it was that made the decision to jettison you and your growing tits out into space? Sure as hell wasn’t that Lieutenant Angels of yours.” Hannah watched as Luna’s face grew harder and harder, as her anger built, but Hannah was well beyond stopping. I’ve wanted to get this off my chest for a long time, and I’ll be damned if I stop now. Someone has to stand up to her, and it might as well be me. “And where were you? Soaking in the growth in that cargo hold. If I didn’t know any better I would have expected to see one of the Furihara sisters down there instead of you.”
“You done?” Luna said.
“No I’m just getting–”
“I DON’T GIVE A DAMN!” Luna screamed, as she watched Hannah’s mouth instantly snap shut. Finally, some silence from that bitch, Luna thought as she rubbed her temple with one hand while she slowly clenched and unclenched her other fist. But now it’s my turn, Luna thought as she felt her body growing hot, “You think you’re so in control? You think you’re so competent? Well, then how was the ‘Great’ General Stromberg outwitted by a group college kids?”
“Well, that wasn’t under my direct–”
“Oh but it was Hannah!” Luna said as she felt her body continue to heat up, “You’re the one who gave all the orders to your troops. Personally, I might add. And there was that debacle at the dance, where I seem to recall I had to bail your ass out of the fire!”
“It wasn’t like that and you know it!” Hannah said suddenly noticing that her pants were growing a little uncomfortable. Dammit, to get a wedgie now of all times, “We didn’t know we were dealing with mutated strains of the damn thing!”
“And yet you still had plenty of gear, and enough soldiers at your disposal to lockdown the situation.” Luna said jabbing her finger into Hannah’s chest. She stopped for a moment as she contemplated the softness and fleshiness of the body beneath that jab, but put it aside, “And then once I managed to save your ass that time, you go and practically invite the girls onto your base. A TOP SECRET military base! What were you doing? Flying flags saying ‘Military this way 20 miles’?”
“Alright I’ve had just about enough of this,” Hannah said shifting in her seat so that she was now facing away from Luna. As she slammed her back into the seat though, she felt a pinch from her bra strap as it bit into her skin. It took about all the willpower she possessed not to reach up and massage her back from the stinging, but I’ll be damned if that bitch sees even an ounce of weakness from me.
“Well I’ve had just about enough of you too.” Luna said as she slammed her back into her chair as well. The motion caused her pendulous breasts to wobble profusely, even more so since the zipper on the front of her shirt had someone become half unzipped. Could have sworn I had that zipped all the way up when I put it on, Luna thought as it took every ounce of willpower she had not to reach up and zip it back up. I’ll be damned if that bitch sees even an ounce of discomfort from me.
Meanwhile at the front of the bus Agent Alexander Anderson was having an internal war with his own sense of chivalry. Eyes front Alexander, your job is to deliver these two women, the one with the exceptionally large chest that bounces oh so wonderfully every time you hit a–EYES FRONT! Focus man, you were put on this mission because they’re both high ranking superior officers and they couldn’t trust the escorting of a general, especially one with a body like that, toned, sleek, what I wouldn’t give to have her be my escort for the nigh–FOCUS DAMNIT! God, what the hell is wrong with you? You’re like a twelve year old seeing a pair of tits for the first time.
He struggled keeping his eyes on the road, quick glances up in the rearview mirror showed him that the two women were arguing vehemently about something. The absurdly large-chested one seemed to be taking the brunt of the verbal abuse as the toned general berated her. You should go back there and comfort her Alexander, the chivalrous part of his brain told him. Oh yes, go show her some sweet, sweet comfort–Not that kind you pervert…Oh come on, you know you were thinking about being smothered by those giant tits…Actually I was not I was merely stating that it would be the gentlemanly thing to do to–
“I DON’T GIVE A DAMN!” The bouncing boobs suddenly screamed at the other woman, who seemed to recoil.
Hmmm, perhaps on second thought she doesn’t quite require our assistance…nonsense, if anything she needs it more now, the lecherous portion of Alexander’s brain spoke up, and more importantly I believe we will be needed by the athletic looking one too. Mmmm, she looks like she’d be so much fun in–She’d break your ass in half without a second thought, the chivalrous portion retorted. Like hell she would, I’ve got the goods to keep both of them busy…Uh huh, well then don’t let me stop you stud.
“Well, guess that’s that then,” Alexander mumbled aloud to himself thinking the conversation finally settled. He looked up into the mirror once again, only to see the two women seated, arms crossed, hard looks on both their faces as though determined to win a staring contest with the seats in front of them. Ah shit, just my luck, Alexander found himself thinking as he sighed.
He was about to bring his eyes away from the mirror when something caught his eye. As a matter of fact, it was two very large somethings. Are her breasts bigger? No they can’t be, I must just be imagining it. I mean they’re already humongous, and yet here I am imagining them bigger, Alexander shook his head, I knew I should have taken that cadet up on her offer before I left–
Just then he turned his eyes back to the road as the bus struck a large pot hole. Alexander’s eyes quickly darted back to the rearview hoping to catch the tail end of the wobbling breasts, but instead his eyes were drawn to the other woman. Is she missing a button? Was she always missing a button in the middle of that shirt? No, can’t be, I got those right before I came out here, there’s no way they’d be busted alread–Wait a minute, did she always have a chest like that? Damn, she’s practically bursting from that shirt. Alexander shook his head, and rubbed his eyes. As he looked back up into the mirror he saw that it wasn’t his eyes, there’s no way I wouldn’t have noticed that. Hell, I saw her in the nude, no way they were that big.
“What the hell is going on?” He muttered as he turned his eyes back to the road.
Although Luna stewed with pent up rage at her companion, she couldn’t help but allow her mind to do what it did best. Hannah mentioned something about the Luxembourg only absorbing a small amount of energy, so where did the rest go? She caught some fidgeting out of the corner of her eye and she glanced in Hannah’s direction. The woman was trying hard not to reach out and deal with the clearly ill fitting shirt, while at the same time squirming in her seat from the obvious discomfort her visible panties were causing from riding up so far. Hmmpphh, Luna mentally snubbed her nose up in the air, serves her right for trying to impress that young driver up there by wearing tight clothing. If I had known she was so desperate I would have rather stayed in that crater while they had it out on the bus. I certainly could have used the time to think about what the hell went wrong up there.
I mean, what the hell did happen up there? Luna found herself now pondering. I remember for some reason my body began to absorb the energy from the Catalyst and the reactor core, but why…I mean I’ve always been immune to the energy surges of others– No wait, what was it Dr. Lee said? She mentally slapped herself for being so forgetful lately, certainly once she was off this stupid bus she would relieve herself of this lapse in her cognitive capabilities. But for now, what did she say? Something about a battery…and charging…and absorption matrices–That’s it! She postulated that I was essentially a super catalyst, capable of storing more energy than even I had calculated possible for a crystalline structure–
“GAHHH!” Hannah shouted in frustration breaking Luna’s concentration.
After a quick glance in the obviously uncomfortable woman’s direction, Luna tried to pick up where she had left off in her thoughts. So if that was theoretically true, and I was this “super capacitor” well then wouldn’t it also be theoretically possible that upon release my body simply re-absorbed the energy? And if that were the case, what would be stopping me from growing just the same as before? And to that point, everyone else, too. But nobody on this bus has busted out of their clothes yet–
*POP*
The sound swung Luna’s head around to see that one of the buttons on Hannah’s shirt had blown exposing a gaping hole in the center of her uniform. And with that, something snapped in Luna as well, although not physically, Welp, that confirms it then, but I can certainly have fun with this. Time to put her in her place.
“Hey Hannah, you feeling alright over there?”
“None of your business.”
“Really, because it looks to me like you can’t even pick out your own clothes. Those are way too tight on you, so I guess it’s a good thing everything is ordered for you from the higher ups. Wouldn’t want you to have to dress yourself.”
“Very funny Luna,” Hannah said not even bothering to look her way. “At least they don’t have to pick all the cotton in Texas just to make one bra for you.”
“Well, I know my cup size,” Luna said pointing at Hannah’s clearly struggling shirt. “Although it doesn’t look like you do. That bra looks like it’s struggling to contain those melons of yours.”
“You’re one to talk, cow!” Hannah said fuming as she stood up and put both hands on the tops of the seats to steady herself as she faced Luna. It was then that she felt the sudden breeze against her feet, and the warm, dust covered floor of the bus. Looking down she was stunned to see not her feet, but instead a large valley of cleavage that normally wasn’t there. Scrunching her feet together she could feel the remains of the stretchy fabric that previously made up her socks and the hard leather under her feet that felt much too small to be part of the shoes she was sure she was wearing until recently. No, no, no what the hell is going on. There’s no one around here who’s giving off energy. Alexander’s clean, Luna just discharged all of that energy in orbit…wait, is this residual energy from the teleporter? What the hell is it doing manifesting now–
“You know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re just about my size now.” Luna said nonchalantly. “I could lend you one of my bras now that you’ve actually hit puberty.”
“Laugh it up Luna, but this isn’t a joking matter.” Hannah said as she felt her shirt begin to give way along her spine. “This must be residual energy from the teleporter–”
“Then why can’t you control it?” Luna said.
“Well, I, uh, it’s–”
“It’s because you’re weak minded Hannah, you always have been.” Luna finished for her. “I mean that’s just the type of person the higher ups want in place. Someone who isn’t going to think, isn’t going to question orders–”
“Oh can it Luna,” Hannah said rolling her eyes as she felt her warm air passing by and through tears in the fabric of her pants. “You don’t believe a word of what you’re spouting off, you’re just trying to get a rise out of me.” And with that she steeled herself and with hard set eyes replied, “but you won’t get one.”
“Awww, you’re no fun Hannah,” Luna said as she appraised Hannah’s slowly swelling body. Hmmm, looks like she got it under control, commendable that, but she’s got nowhere near the control I have. Then her eyes looked past the swollen body of Hannah and laid eyes on Alexander peaking back in the rearview mirror, and she suddenly had a better idea than simply playing with Hannah. “Well, if I won’t get a rise out of you, maybe I can get one out of Agent Anderson.” Luna said as she stood and pushed past Hannah towards the front of the bus.
Now Alexander knew when he was supposed to not pay attention, and when he was, but he’d never been very good at doing what he was supposed to. Especially when it came to information he was or wasn’t supposed to know. It was how he made it through the academy, and although it wasn’t hard to get useful information on his fellow cadets, it was the information on his instructors as well that really came in handy.
Well, until you tried to blackmail that one instructor for having an affair with one of the cadets…How was I supposed to know that it was ACTUALLY his wife…well, no harm no foul really catching those two in the locker room. It’s what got you your fast track to the super spook division…ya but with one caveat, no more spying on the other cadets…well yes, but did that really stop you? Alexander smiled, No I suppose it didn’t–
“You’re one to talk cow!”
The outburst from the uniformed chick captured his attention and as he looked back was surprised to find that she was a whole lot more woman than he remembered her being. Am I hallucinating? He found himself thinking, before part of his brain simply reminded him, who cares? And he couldn’t deny that logic. So with a mental shrug he simply continued his routine of quick glances into the mirror, watching in awe as rips and splits began to form in the clothing of the general. It’s almost like she’s outgrowing her clothes…but that’s not possible.
He strained his ears to try and catch some of their conversation over the sound of the bumpy dirt road, but could only catch a few words here and there. Although, the eye candy certainly made up for it, damn she looks like she’s smuggling some watermelons underneath that uniform now. No way were her tits that big when she got on…maybe I should say something–ARE YOU MAD!? But she could be having an allergic reaction to something…And it’s the best allergic reaction EVER! Don’t ruin a good thing Alexander. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat as his pants were suddenly less roomy in the groin area. I suppose there’s no harm in looking–Oh God, what is beach balls doing walking this way?! Alexander thought as he saw the science chick get up and push past the general, who’s tone looked significantly less friendly at the moment.
“…maybe I can get one out of Agent Anderson.”
Oh God, get one what? Great time to be zoning out Alexander, his mind raced as he watched the swaying beach balls saunter their way closer to where he was sitting. Immediately his eyes went back to the road, hoping desperately that neither of the two women had caught his occasional peeping and eavesdropping into their conversations. His knuckles gripped hard on the steering wheel as he used every available brain cell to focus on his neck and head on the road in front of him.
“So what do you think Alexander?”
“Huh, what, sorry wasn’t paying attention.” Alexander quickly muttered as he realized that the voice he heard was very close, much closer than he was sure he felt comfortable with–
“I was asking what you thought about General Stromberg’s new look. Do you approve of her choice of uniform?”
“Well, I, uh…”
“Don’t tell me, you think the boobs are too big don’t you?”
“Well no–”
“Oh, so you like women with large chests?”
“I, uh, well…”
“Oh, come on now Al-ex-an-der,” the science chick started and he nearly melted as she sounded out every syllable of his name. “You can tell me what you think. I mean you don’t think my chest is too big do you?”
Focus Alexander! Do not, I repeat do not answer that questio– “I think they’re amazing.” Alexander found himself blurting out. Smooth idiot, his mind thought as he did a mental facepalm.
“Really, you think they’re nice? But you haven’t really seen them except that one time,” then there was a pause, “perhaps I should let you see them now so that you can give me a better answer.”
“I’m sorry mam, but I need to keep my eyes on the road since we should be coming up on the base any–Hey!” Alexander shouted as his head was turned towards what he could only describe in good conscience as a valley of cleavage.
“But the view is much better over here, wouldn’t you agree?”
Alexander could only stare, that is until the bus swerved off the road hitting a small dune causing the bus to bounce and jerk violently. For his part, it was nearly agonizing to tear his eyes and face out of the now bouncing bountiful breasts that were caressing his face, but an accompanying shout aided his decision.
“God dammit Luna! What are you trying to do get us killed? Let Alexander breathe from between those mountains of yours.”
Alexander took his eyes off the road for a brief second and looked up in the rearview mirror to see the general making her way to the front of the bus as well.
“Aww getting jealous Hannah?”
“No,” the general said before poking Luna in the boobs, “What the hell has gotten into you? You’re acting like a bimbo.”
“Says the woman who’s shirt started the day with seven buttons and now is down to four.” Luna said poking back into Hannah’s breasts.
“Careful what you wish for,” Hannah said, “Looks like that zipper isn’t going to be doing those fun bags of yours any good in a bit.”
“Why do you say that?” Luna said looking down at her massive cleavage. Alexander’s view was just over Luna’s shoulder so he was able to get a full view of the amazingly deep cleavage that the woman was sporting. It certainly looked like Hannah was right, since Alexander couldn’t even tell that Luna had a zipper since the teeth of the sweatshirt were simply spread as far apart as they could go.
After seeing for herself, Luna simply shrugged, “At least I haven’t broken out of my clothing–”
*RRRRIIIPPP*
Alexander couldn’t help but take his eyes off the road one more time following the loud tearing of fabric. As Luna shifted her position he could see a tear had formed from the seam of her arm down to the pocket on the front of the sweatshirt. The split along the seam showing off generous amounts of the darkened breast flesh within.
It was then Alexander did something he never thought he would find himself doing in real life. He reached up to his collar and pulled it to the side to let out some of the proverbial heat that seemed to be building within his uniform. But once he had actually finished the task, he realized that it was indeed warm in the cab, and not just from the throbbing hard on inside his pants. That he attributed to the, and I can’t believe I’m admitting this, he found himself thinking, growing women behind him and their steadily increasing assets.
Luna couldn’t exactly explain to herself where all this newfound confidence came from. Sure she’d heard it said that often times when women needed a boost in confidence they did things to make themselves look younger, more attractive, and change their wardrobe around. Well, apart from getting younger, I’m certainly checking off all the other boxes, Luna mused to herself as she looked down at her body. Although certainly not in the way most women would go about it, Luna thought, looking down at the slowly failing sweatshirt. She’d never before experienced something like this before she had become over exposed on the Luxembourg as far as she knew, and although Luna could remember numerous times lecturing her subordinates on the dangers of growth energy, and it’s addicting qualities. And now I see how foolish I was, Luna thought, this is truly a much more pleasant experience than I had originally anticipated, and I can now see why many would fall into its snare. With a smirk she allowed her train of thought to continue, but it’s still inexcusable. I should really reign myself in now, Luna then looked to Hannah, the general’s shirt barely containing her swollen chest and Luna could see the sleeves beginning to ride up the woman’s arms. Well, what’s a little more teasing amongst “friends”…
Teeth gritted against the effort, Hannah was sure that anyone looking at her would have assumed that taken out of context her face would have been more at home on an Olympic bodybuilder. Her eyes practically hurt as she clenched them shut struggling to contain all of the feelings and emotions surging like a riptide through her body. And fuck Olympic bodybuilder, I look more like Hugh Heffner’s wet dream; more tits and ass than all the girls in the entire mansion put together.
It wasn’t that she thought this was wrong, I mean who was it that sat inside a bunker in the middle of a top secret military base and was siphoning energy off of others to eventually capture one of the Furihara sisters. No, I enjoyed every second of it, but there is a time and a place; and although I want nothing more than to grow out of this tiny bus right now I have a job to d–
*SLAP*
*POP* *POP* *SNAP*
“Da FUCK Luna!” Hannah yelled at her partner as Luna burst out laughing. Hannah could still feel the part of her bare back where’s Luna’s hand had left a stinging impression, but that wasn’t the biggest problem.
“I’d say that’s the very definition of bra-busting cleavage.” Luna said hardly even trying to stifle her laughter.
Hannah reached around her front, and struggled to grab at the ends of her shirt struggling to keep at least some decency. Although, with only the top pair of buttons remaining on her shirt and the tattered remains of her bra draped useless across the tops of her breasts, she was quickly realizing a lost cause when she saw one. Well, the clothes may be a lost cause, but I can still control this, Hannah thought as she stared at Luna, the scientist still giddy like a high school cheerleader. Even if she won’t. I have orders, and I’ll be damned if I don’t see this one through to the end. And just like that Hannah found her control, found her center, that same place that she always retreated to whenever the going got tough. What was it dad always said? When the going gets tough, the tough get going. Well time to get going and show these two what it means to be soldier.
Alexander was sure that he was in a dream. Albeit a very good dream, but a dream nonetheless. I mean in what reality do tits start bursting from clothing…Yes, but in what dream would you still be driving this bus if that were the case? Alexander had to nod his head at that thought as it certainly made sense. As a matter of fact it made so much sense that he began to take his hands off the steering wheel to join in the fun that seemed to be going on in the back of the– NOOOO! Screamed both sides of his mind at the same time causing Alexander’s hands to return to their white knuckled grip on the steering wheel.
But I thought you said that this was a dream? Alexander found himself arguing with the two halves of his mind. Well yea I mean that makes logical sense, one side began, but let’s be honest here, you ain’t dreaming. Alexander you are not that lucky, the other side finished.
*SLAP*
*POP* *POP* *SNAP*
Alexander watched as a button flew across his vision almost like slow motion. He could almost feel the twin halves of his mind following it’s trajectory along with his eyes, as he watched it slowly speed up to real time and ping harmlessly off the window. There was a brief moment of silence in his mind, a real first for Alexander to be sure. Well? He found himself thinking hesitantly searching for a course of action to take from his two internal mentors.
Fuck this you’re on your own.
Yea, I got nothing for you on this one. Good luck kid.
And then there was silence in Alexander’s head. Not that he had long to dwell on it realizing that he was suddenly driving barefoot when he was sure he had a put a pair of boots on when he left the base this morning.
Luna found herself reclining in the front seat of the bus, quite content with the job she was doing getting her two companions riled up. She also couldn’t help but notice that her sweatshirt was awfully tight about the neck since that seemed to be the only shred of cloth intact enough to support her bosom. Since watching Hannah visibly contain her growth she felt like her little irresponsible streak should probably come to a close.
I had my fun, time to reel these girls in I think, Luna found herself musing as she put her hands behind her head, feeling the bus lurch as the driver, God can’t believe I forgot his name already, hit another bump in the road. Her even more massive breasts heaved upon her chest, the thick fabric of her sweatshirt tearing audibly while attempting to contain the jiggling mass. She allowed herself a small giggle, you know I’ve always been big, but I think I could get used to having the girls this size–
“Are you out of your damn mind?!”
“Come again?” Luna said breaking out of her stupor.
“Yes you should,” Hannah said her voice dripping with sarcasm and reigned in anger, “You should cum again and release all that pent up energy inside you like you were supposed to do the first time.”
“Whatever do you mean?” Luna said smiling, “That orgasm was astronomical.”
“Then why the hell are you giving off enough residual energy to turn me into this,” she said gesturing to her hardly concealing clothes.
“Why Hannah, you’ve always dressed that slutty–”
“And what about Alexander?!” Hannah shrieked completely ignoring the quip.
That’s right his name is Alexander Anderson, Luna said looking towards their third member who was currently doing his best Bruce Banner impersonation. And a pretty convincing one too, Luna found herself smiling inside, a smirk creeping to her lips. Wonder if I can push him just a little bit further, “What’s wrong with Alexander? He looks fine to me.”
“Fine? Fine?!” Hannah said shaking her head, “Luna he’d make Arnold Schwarzenegger cry with all those muscles.”
“Hannah, Hannah, Hannah, I don’t see what your problem is,” Luna said leaning forwards as she consciously prepared her mind for what was coming. Now all I have to do is focus on them growing just a bit aaaahhhhh, more, mmmmm, yesssss, Luna cooed inside as her breasts finally pushed downwards to fill the remain gaps in her lap. Her shirt was definitely more of a formality now as it hardly covered even a fraction of the flesh protruding from her chest. “Alexander looks fine to me. Although what I’m really interested in is what he thinks of me right now.”
Don’t look back there, don’t look back there, don’t look back there, Alexander kept repeating to himself as he tried to focus on the road in front of him. And although he found himself focusing solely on the road, the bus seemed to be a lot more responsive to his small adjustments on the wheel. I mean I’ve heard of race cars settling out on the track, but never a fucking bus, he thought as he found himself barely tapping the steering wheel but the bus lurched to the left nearly off the already rough hewn road.
God dammit! Alexander screamed inside as he finally looked down at the steering wheel to see what the problem was. As he did so, it was almost as though his mind shut down. These aren’t my hands. No, no, I must be having an out-of-body experience. Yea, that’s it. When those two flew the coup it was because I wasn’t me anymore. Yea, that’s gotta be the answer, Alexander thought, proud of himself.
It was a logical answer, especially since the hand he was in control of looked more at home in a Mr. Universe contest than on him. I mean, my veins have veins, he thought looking down at his hand on the steering wheel, sorry it’s not my hand. Going to have to get used to that–
“Alexander looks fine to me. Although what I’m really interested in is what he thinks of me right now.”
Alexander couldn’t help but look up into the rearview mirror and what he saw, well, it was beyond even his wildest imagination. No wonder those two left me, there’s no way this is happening to me, Alexander thought as his eyes gauged the situation behind him. Or rather they tried to, except he had to move his head in order to get the full picture.
The general, was standing back to him, her pants completely split across her clearly swollen behind. However, Alexander mused with glee, those blue panties are still clinging to sweet ass. Wrapped around her waist were the remains of her pants, although that’s only because he had known they were pants to begin with. Now they looked more like an apron than anything as they flew free about her thighs. Alexander tipped his head down and his eyes up so that he could catch a glimpse of her body above the waist, and was floored by how luscious the sight was. What greeted his eyes was the remains of a tattered military jacket, flanked on either side not by arms, but by breasts. Big ones.
Damn that woman’s got it all, Alexander thought, but what about the other one– Alexander’s own mind stopped as he had to remind himself to blink. I-I-I-I guess I’ll have to redefine huge now… Alexander let his mind try to grasp what it was that it was seeing. There in the seat was a woman whose chest was literally bigger than she was. She was stretching her arms, the sleeves of her sweatshirt clinging uselessly like arm bands, as she lifted them to the roof of the bus. As she did so, Alexander, who had to remind himself now to breathe, watched as inch by inch the remains of her sweatshirt lifted from covering her serving plate sized areolas. Atop those mountainous breasts sat nipples, hardly aroused yet still they stuck out visibly from her breasts like small soda cans–
“Quit it Luna, we need him to get us to the base so that we can de-energize you.”
“Aww Hannah, no one ever got hurt from a little teasing,” Luna laughed, “Besides he probably wishes it was you driving this bus so he could see this first hand. Maybe even get a chance to feel–”
NonononoNONO! NOT LISTENING! LA LA LA LA LA, Alexander thought loudly as he tore his eyes away from the mirror and back to the road. He continued his litany until he was sure the two were back to arguing about something that seemed important. He knew he should probably be listening in on the conversation, but it was all he could do to focus on driving let alone the two clear personifications of his wet-dreams behind him. And so he did the only thing he could, he rationalized. Look Alexander, even if you did go back there, with bodies like that your just not up to the challenge down below. So don’t even think about it because you’ll just get laughed off the ugggghhhhh, boooooattt–
*RIIIIIIPPPP*
Alright, well guess we aren’t going down that line of thought anymore, Alexander thought as the term “third leg” came to mind. Especially since there was quite the breeze passing over his crotch now, and the feeling of flesh bouncing between hi s calves, quickly filling up the area between them, was going to make driving all that more difficult. As he took a quick glance down at his now extremely engorged member, slowly jerking its way up until it made contact with the steering wheel, he couldn’t hold it together anymore.
The last sane thought Alexander Anderson had in his head before his mind completely shut down from the ridiculousness of the entire situation that was befalling him was this: I wonder if either of them are good at giving road head? Because I could sure use some lubrication on my stick shift right now.
Luna turned to Hannah after watching Alexander’s head almost visibly smoke from her little display of cleavage. Sure she knew what she was doing, she’d lived with her humongous breasts for her entire life. She knew how to make a man swoon, how to use her body to get what she wanted, but never before have I wanted too, she found herself now pondering.
So why now?
The question echoed calmly through her mind as she could almost visibly watch as the glass walls inside her mind shattered with that one simple question. What AM I doing? What the hell was I thinking, losing control like this. I know better than this, she looked around at Hannah as if for the first time since they had been fighting. What is wrong with Hannah? Why does she look like she’s concentrating so hard? And what the hell happened to her chest? Then looking down at her own Luna shook her head in bewilderment, What the hell is wrong with me? How could I have been so careless–
“Luna would you stop this already!” Hannah yelled drawing Luna’s attention to her distressing cry. It looked like she was on the brink of losing control of her own growth, her breasts actually fluctuating inwards and outwards like someone inflating and deflating a balloon.
Stop this? How can I stop this…Oh wait the energy, it’s mine. I’ll just absorb it all and then control it like I’ve always done. Now to focus, Luna thought as she closed her eyes and willed all the energy to come back to her. She felt the same warmth that she had felt aboard the Luxembourg, that soft covering of warmth that wrapped around the body like a gentle day on the beach. That fluffy covering that told Luna that she was being exposed to the energy, yes I’m doing it I’m doing–
“Luna, what the hell are you doing?!” Hannah screamed and suddenly there was a crash and the creaking of metal.
Luna opened her eyes and saw that Hannah had lost control and her breasts had surged forward crushing the row of seats in front of her with their weight. They easily rivaled hers in size and Luna watched as they continued to fill the remaining space between Hannah and the seat, her nipple getting locked beneath the hand rail atop the seat. With a wrenching sound, Luna watched as Hannah’s still swelling nipple lifted the bar clear of its bolts and into the air with such force that it bounced off the ceiling.
“Luna do something!” Hannah yelled out as she struggled to contain her growth, albeit with futility.
“I-I-I don’t think I can…”
“WHAT?!”
“I don’t think I can control the energ–OOOOOF” She yelled, the wind was knocked out of her as the bus lurched high in the air crashing back to earth with a groan of metal and rubber. Luna, herself, landed with a crash, shattering benches and tossing fabric, foam, and metal about the cabin as her body and breasts impacted the benches behind her.
Groaning she looked up at Alexander, his hand still gripped tight about the steering wheel despite dwarfing the tiny thing twice over with the width of his palm. She tried to see where his other hand was, but judging by the sheer movement of their driver within the chair she could only guess what he was doing. Guess that explains the poor driving, Luna thought, men, can’t even multitask with both hands.
Luna turned to Hannah who for her part had managed to remain standing, but that was only because the lower half of her body was wedged between the seats so tightly that they were warping about her hips. Luna managed to catch one final glimpse of Hannah reaching for something before her vision was obscured by her own breasts, but she was able to hear the shattering of plastic and metal from the direction of Alexander. She then felt the bus lurch about, almost as though the entire drive shaft was breaking under the strain.
Little did she know that Alexander was now holding roughly half a steering wheel as the other half had practically disintegrated in the giant man’s grip. But that wasn’t an immediate concern right now as she heard the tell tale sound of a two way radio being switched on and Hannah’s voice screaming over the careening bus, “This is General Stromberg to base. We’re coming in hot. I repeat. We’re coming in hot!”
“Look Ashley, you’ve been staring out of that window with those binoculars for hours.” Josh sighed as he leaned back in his chair. “Command said they’d radio in when they got close–”
“But I wanna be the first one to see them!” Ashley said waving Josh off as she continued her vigil.
“I still don’t understand why?” Josh said groaning as he slammed his head down into his arms on the desk. For some reason he’d agreed to skip out on drills today with Ashley despite having strict orders not to do so. That might have had something to do with the fact that some high ranking officers were coming on base, but Josh thought it probably had more to do with the fact that he was a repeat offender when it came to any opportunity to skip out on drills. So when Ashley had asked if he wanted to head upstairs into the classroom during the training drills he gladly accepted.
Why not? He remembered he thought at the time, no one will be up there and it would be the last place they’d look for us…and Ashley had that wild look in her eye. Josh looked up from his arms to stare straight into Ashley’s round butt as she leaned over the window sill. Groaning slightly, he put his head back down on his arms, why I thought I was going to get some was completely beyond me. Serves me right for thinking with my dick again.
“We’re up here because I want to see them.” Ashley said.
“They’re just some high ranking officers–”
“They are not just some high ranking officers!” Ashley said turning to Josh and crossing her arms over her chest. “They happen to be two of the highest ranking female officers in the army.”
“So?”
“So? SO! So they’re my idols that’s what! I mean General Stromberg and Commander Masters are practically legends at the Academy.”
“So they got a couple trophies in the cabinet, big deal.”
“It is a big deal!” Ashley said as she set down her binoculars and slammed her hands down on Josh’s desk causing him to sit up. “General Stromberg had the highest total score ever recorded at the Academy, and Commander Masters is the only person to ever score perfect on the final written exam.”
Josh rolled his eyes as he saw Ashley scowl at him and his disinterest. Who cares about some stupid test and school marks, none of it matters anyways. Not like the top of the class gets any special treatment–
“Besides they’re my idols. I want to be just like them.”
“Well you’re already a couple steps behind,” Josh said with a sly smile. “Since my test scores were better than yours, and mine weren’t exactly top notch.”
Josh could see Ashley’s face turn red as she fumed. With defiance she stuck out her tongue at Josh and turned back to the window with her binoculars. Josh sighed as sat up in the chair and leaned backwards now. His eyes wandered back to Ashley’s rear as he allowed himself a small smile, well at least the view is nice–
“TH.. IS …ERAL STROM… TO BASE… COMING …HOT. I …PEAT. WE’RE COMING…”
Both Ashley and Josh’s heads swung round to the intercom situated at the far end of the room. The message was garbled with static but both of them got the basic gist of the transmission that must have been transmitted throughout the base.
“They’re coming!” Ashley shrieked as she turned once more to the window this time practically leaning out of it.
But Josh for his part couldn’t help but think, didn’t they say they were coming in “hot”? What the hell could that mean, we’re in the middle of nowhere–
*RRRRIIIIIPPPP*
Josh’s head turned just in time to see the seam running down the back of Ashley’s military issue pants tear open exposing that luscious ass he’d been staring at practically the entire time they were up here. Underneath it he could see the exposed blue panties that looked altogether too small for the size of the behind that Ashley had tried to cram into those pants, Oh God, why did I have to think about something hot. Josh groaned as he realized how hot his body was getting, especially with this new display and hoped to hell that Ashley wasn’t going to turn around anytime soon.
“Alright Alexander, just keep us going in a straight line. That’s a good boy. Yep just like that.” Hannah gently coaxed the giant of a man as he tried desperately to keep the bus going in a straight line. Never thought I would have to encourage a mountain of a man to do such a simple task, Hannah thought as she looked on at Alexander and his still swelling body. She’d been coaxing the man onwards like one would a small child or a simpleton since her transmission to the base. Now she was just hoping the bus would hold together for them to make it there.
“Can’t…focus, too hard…must relieve…need pleasure!” Alexander gasped and moaned between breaths.
“No, no, no not right now Alexander.” Hannah cooed softly into his ear as she watched the man reach down with one hand to between his legs. Please don’t lift that into my view. I can barely keep it together as it is, and if the rest of you is any indication that’s plenty enough to make me lose what little control I have.
“But I can’t take it anymore!” Alexander moaned as he reached down and pulled up his massive cock from underneath the steering wheel. And as soon as it was free of the confines of the dashboard, it was all Alexander could do to stop the throbbing erection from slapping him right square in the face.
Hannah couldn’t help but stare at the throbbing veins that lined Alexander’s massive dick. Even at his size it was unbelievable how small his hand looked when compared to the sheer girth of his erection. No, Hannah you have to hold it together. Don’t encourage him. Hannah, don’t you dare reach out to touch it, Hannah STOP–
“Oh GOD it feels so good!”
Hannah swung her head around to see Luna still trapped by her swelling breasts, but somehow she had gotten a hand out from underneath the doughy flesh to grasp at her enormous nipples. As it was she was hardly making coherent sounds anymore apart from the occasional moan and the remembering to breathe that often accompanied the throws of female ecstasy. But what Hannah was more concerned about was the sudden influx of warmth that she felt, and with a groan, the seats that had held her hips in place gave up their struggle.
SHIT, “Luna stop you’re making it worse!”
Now Carl wasn’t exactly thrilled to be woken up in the middle of the day. Especially since that was usually his job, because Carl happened to be a swallow. Not just any swallow, mind you, an African Swallow, the non-migratory kind. Carl had always wanted to be different from his brothers and sisters and so when he heard that the European Swallow flew south for the winters and then back north for the summers he couldn’t resist the urge to try it.
Unfortunately for Carl, he couldn’t fight genetics, and the fact that he was born without a sense of direction and instead of flying south, well, he flew east. A lot east. So much so that he found himself staring once again at the big blue wet thing in front of him again, and decided right there that the European Swallows could keep their stupid migration. He was staying put. After all here in this little town of high towers, humans in the same colored clothes running around everywhere, all shouting and yelling at the top of their lungs, he was by himself. Which was how he preferred things, if the yelling and shouting from the humans got to be too much, he would simply fly himself out to the prairie where it was always quiet. And if there was one thing Carl enjoyed it was quiet.
So there he was, simply sleeping after his usual early morning cawing to wake all the humans until all of a sudden his rooftop began to shake. Jarring him awake, Carl looked about, and sure enough it was as though the building was rocking back and forth with an almost rhythmic pace. Curious, Carl hopped out of his nest, and down to the edge of the roof where he proceeded to look down and see what was going on.
What he saw was probably the largest human female he had ever seen leaning out of the window, her body tensing and shaking violently along with the building. The human’s hair was down over her face, which seemed to be held up by large amounts of pink flesh beneath, unlike any human he had ever seen before. Sure all the human females had breasts that jutted out from their body the way most mammals did, but Carl was shocked at how large these were compared to the rest of the human’s body.
Shaking his little swallow head, he couldn’t quite fathom what purpose they would be at that big, they were hardly useful when they were that big he imagined. And although these humans couldn’t fly, which was a damn shame Carl often thought, that human certainly wasn’t making any steps in the right direction.
But no matter, Carl couldn’t be bothered with a shaking home, so he found himself taking wing and began his slow climb upon the vapors of hot air rising up from the buildings below. Slowly he circled above the area until he reached his favorite gliding height. Just as he was about to wing around towards the open prairie, something shiny caught his eye amidst a cloud of dust on the plain. Banking on the vapors, Carl turned himself around until he could make out the shape amidst the dust cloud.
It looked like one of those human machines that they often used to move from place to place. Flying was still much more efficient in Carl’s opinion, but these machines seemed to work fairly well for what they were. But as he glided closer he realized that there was something different about this one. As a matter of fact it looked like it had two giant human heads stuck to the top of it. Carl had often wondered about the humor of humans, but putting a giant human head on one of these machines escaped him, until he saw both of them move.
He couldn’t believe it. He found himself pulling his wings in tight to his body and angling his beak downwards as he felt the familiar effects of gravity begin to take their toll on him. Blinking back some flecks of dust Carl plummeted to the Earth, rapidly gaining speed until he opened his wings leveling his beak off as he zoomed by the machine at top speed.
If his tongue could have hung out of his mouth it would have. If he had thought that human back at the base was an impractical body type for a human female, then he wasn’t even sure what to classify these two as. They were certainly female, the large amounts of flesh protruding from their chests designated them as such, but Carl couldn’t figure out what they were yelling at each other. If only he had paid more attention to those shouting humans at the base maybe he would have understood them now, but he was already whirring by them at a top speed–
*BLAMMM* *BOOOOM*
Carl’s head snapped around as he saw the machine seemingly explode in pieces throwing the humans everywhere. With a swift swooping motion Carl was able to bank around a couple of the buildings in time to see the two females, and apparently one male human crash into the ground amidst the wreckage of the machine. It took a while but the two females finally skidded to a halt, to which one of them immediately got up and began running towards a nearby building. The other one looked to slightly unconscious, her head resting atop her large protrusions of flesh sprawled out in front of her.
Well, call Carl anything, but curious would certainly be an accurate assessment. With a slight fluttering of his wings Carl eased himself down on the ground near the unconscious human female. With a few quick hops he was nearer to her body than he had ever been to a human before, and he’d always been so curious what their bodies were like since they didn’t have any feathers he had ever seen. An exploratory poke of his beak into the outer layer of the human yielded beneath his beak.
It was amazingly soft!
Another few exploratory pokes and Carl was sure that the entirety of the flesh in front of him consisted of this same squishy substance, and on top of that it seemed very dense when compared with his own. No wonder human’s can’t fly. Carl shook his head just as he heard a shout from behind him. The other female was coming towards this female with what looked like a large metal box. Only that box didn’t look so large next to the human carrying it…
Wait she wasn’t carrying it, she was throwing it. No she wasn’t throwing it she was losing her grip on it, and on top of that she was losing her footing. Oh no, it looks like that human is going to fall, which is too bad really because if they could only fly that wouldn’t be a problem she could just fall upwards–
Wait, she was falling. She IS falling!
And those were the last things that Carl was able to think as the human female landed atop the squawking sparrow, wincing in pain as she did so, but more importantly she was watching the metal box skid harmlessly to a halt next to the other female who was just now starting to stir…
“Shit, shit, shit!”
Luna awoke to the sounds of Hannah swearing up a storm, and slowly rose her head up off her massive breasts to see what it was she was swearing about.
“Dammit I think I killed it.” Hannah said as she frantically grasped at her massive breast flesh and tried to lift it from the ground beneath her.
“Killed what?”
“There was this little bird right there next to you and I think I might have crushed him.”
“Well, no offense but if he was underneath those then yeah, he’s a goner.”
“Oh shut it Luna,” Hannah said putting her hands on her hips. “At least I didn’t get knocked out from the impact.”
“Yeah, well turns out these airbags aren’t exactly impact friendly.” Luna said gesturing to her own bust. With a sigh she attempted to roll her body down a little and finally succeeded in getting her feet on the ground. “Maybe if they had a bit more give to them, or perhaps if they were a little bigger—”
“NO LUNA!” Hannah screamed as she attempted to punch her colleague. Luckily they were too far apart, but that didn’t stop Hannah from giving Luna a piece of her mind. “We’re big enough already, now it’s time for you to get us back to normal.”
“Look I tried, but I just don’t seem to have the same control anymore. It’s like I can’t focus or something—”
“Ya, ya, ya that’s great. Listen I meant using that machine I dropped at your feet.” Hannah said gesturing to Luna’s side. “It should have the new experimental G.A.L system loaded on it.”
“Gal system?” Luna said perplexed.
“Yes the Giant Ass Lady system—”
“Seriously that’s what it stands for?” Luna said shocked at Hannah’s seemingly miffed expression.
“Well I don’t actually know what the acronym stands for, but it’s what the tech guys joked about so I guess that’s why I remember it.” Shaking her head Hannah waved her arms, “Look regardless it should be able to drain the excess energy you’re giving off to at least get us back down to normal for a while. Problem is I don’t know how to use it so you’re going to have to.”
“Well what makes you think I can?”
“Because you’re the science geek out of the two of us,” Hannah yelled exasperated.
“Well since you put it that way I guess I’ll see what I can do.” Luna said turning to take a look at the machine at her feet. Then almost as an afterthought she turned back to Hannah, “but you know I prefer to be called a nerd—”
“I don’t care get the damn machine working before we infect the whole base!” Hannah shouted just as a large crash met their ears.
Both women turned to see a large hulking form of a man emerging from the wreckage of the bus. From where they were standing, well resting really, it was hard to distinguish any features aside from one; the massive cock that preceded the giant’s frame by a couple feet. And then they heard the laughter, the manic laughter of a man possessed, “I love this body! Luna, Luna where are you? I want to feel every inch of those luscious breasts of yours with my cock!”
Luna and Hannah both looked at each other and Luna shrugged, “I’m on fix-it duty,” she said gesturing over her shoulder to the machine.
Sighing Hannah turned back to the fast approaching Alexander, “Guess I’m on babysitting duty.” Then, muttering under her breath, “Babysitting a horny Hulk, this should be interesting.”
The world had never been so clear before. Alexander wondered why it was that he never realized how easy life was. He looked down at his hands as he tore open the remaining metal shell of the bus as though it were no more than aluminum foil. See easy, and that’s just the start, Alexander told himself as he stepped out from the wreckage of the bus.
Before he’d always had those two bickering voices in his head, what did you call those again? Oh ya, a conscience, Alexander laughed aloud, who needed one of those when you looked like this! He laughed again, as he ran his huge hands over his ridiculously buffed out chest and gave his arms a slight flex just to see his biceps bigger around than probably most people’s waist rise up hard as diamonds from his skin.
He could have anything he wanted, and with a twitch of the behemoth between his legs he remembered exactly what that was. “Luna.” He whispered as he felt his cock rise to attention, then he found himself laughing again. Seems I’ve been doing that a lot lately, he thought, but that was as far as his contemplation made it as he watched the dust cloud settle around him.
And there she was.
He couldn’t hold it back anymore, “I love this body! Luna, Luna where are you? I want to feel every inch of those luscious breasts of yours with my cock!” Although there were probably a hundred yards between him and Luna that didn’t matter. With this body I can cover that in seconds, he mused as he found himself barreling off in the direction of the woman, or rather the two large pairs of tits in the quickly shrinking distance.
By the time Alexander had reached the four giant tits it was definitely a blessing, in more ways than one. Despite being a veritable Hulk, having a cock the size of a small child bouncing up and down was not a pleasant feeling. And I always thought it was hard to run around during gym class in high school with a boner, this is taking it to a whole different level. I mean I’ve never had to run with balls the size of fricken watermelons either, my thighs are killing– but all the complaining was forgotten when he found himself looking down on the back of a woman held aloft by her tits.
“Well hello there Alexander, you’re looking really, um, stiff…”
Alexander was about to reply, when something struck him as odd, “Wait a minute Luna has skin like dark chocolate…but yours is more like caramel.” Then all of a sudden shock and recognition came to his face, “You’re not Luna!”
“No, I’m Hannah. Remember you picked us up and brought us–”
“Where’s Luna and why do you have her tits?”
“Why do I have her what?”
“Luna’s breasts are large and firm like these except they’re on you instead. Why’d you steal them from Luna?!”
“Steal, what the hell are you talking about Alexander?” Hannah said shaking her head at the giant brute of a man and his massive cock behind her. “I didn’t steal her tits. She still has plenty of her own.”
“Don’t lie to me! I remember Hannah her breasts weren’t nearly as big as Luna’s…” Alexander’s voice trailed off as he finally looked past the woman in front of him and saw, hunched over a small metal box, the body he was looking for.
“Aha, there she is.” Alexander said proud of himself. Then he reached down and pulled Hannah to her feet so that her breasts were resting on the ground in front of her. Lowering himself down so that he was eye to eye with Hannah he said, “You’re lucky I saw through your disguise. You almost fooled me with those breasts of yours, but they aren’t nearly as beautiful as Luna’s.”
“If by ‘beautiful’ you mean enormous,” Hannah replied with a roll of her eyes, “Then thank God for that.”
Alexander reached down and poked one of her breasts with his sausage like finger, “Luna’s breasts ARE beautiful and now I’m going to show her how beautiful I think they are.” And with that he got up to leave, after all there’s no use wasting time on this imposter, he thought.
Hannah for her part suddenly realized what it was that Alexander meant and quickly changed her tone to one almost pleading, “No, wait Alexander, why don’t you show me first? It’ll be like…like practice!” But the giant man didn’t turn around to even give Hannah the time of day. And so with a sigh, she muttered under her breath, “Well, hope you’ve got that thing all figured out Luna.”
I swear to God this thing was programmed by a bunch of demented monkeys, Luna found herself thinking as she began to rewrite the final sequence of code praying that the equipment would hold together. Although she was skeptical at her ability to focus with all the various stimuli, she was pleasantly surprised that once she began to focus on the coding the rest of the world seemed to simply vanish away. Highly convenient to know that I can still focus on the task at hand, she found herself thinking, but then why is it that I can’t exactly control the energy that is clearly pouring out of me.
With a sigh, she entered in the final line of rewritten code and initiated the reboot sequence, I’ll have time to ponder that later, but right now I have to get this under control – “Jesus Christ!” She exclaimed as she suddenly looked up from the box to her side. Her breasts had continued their onward marching towards greater sizes, and although Luna had thought herself at least mildly in tune with the happenings around her, apparently I was mistaken.
As it stood now her breasts had almost doubled in size from their previous state, completely dwarfing even her enlarged body. Even trying to move them proved difficult, almost as though they had actual weight to them. Perhaps the energy is reaching higher densities inside of my body because there is too much for my body to accommodate even with leaking it off into others like Hannah and Alexander…She suddenly remembered her two companions, and with a quick glance over her shoulder, she saw that it seemed like Alexander hadn’t quite forgotten about her.
“Initiating G.A.L system please standby for Phase 1” Rang the slightly metallic female voice from beside Luna.
Tilting her head downwards she saw the small machine’s antenna ascend from the box and deploy it’s radial dish. Almost instantly Luna had to close her eyes, her body feeling as though someone was gently caressing every inch of it. It feels like someone is kissing every bit of skin I have simultaneously, she couldn’t help but let out a little moan as the pleasure and ecstasy of the feeling quickly grew to be too much to handle, even for Luna.
Opening her eyes briefly she was able to see that the equipment seemed to be working, as her breasts slowly dwindled in size. I did it, it’s working. Now all I have to doooooo– her thought was cut off as a sudden surge of pleasure rushed through her body. It didn’t take a rocket scientist for Luna to pick up the origin of the burst, and if she could have reached her nipples, well I’d be relieving the source of the problem. But sadly as another wave wracked her body she realized she could hardly reach any significant portion of her breasts as they seemed to be swelling larger.
As if in response she could hear the whir of the machine to her side as the metallic female voice calmly said, “Standby for Phase 2.”
And as the machine finished it’s phrase, Luna moaned aloud, her nipples popping out of her breasts like they had been plunged in ice water. It was all she could do to stop from reaching between her legs to relieve the companion burning sensation there, but I can’t. I have to assume that I programmed the system correctly and it’s going to work. After all I essentially wrote the damn program.
But as the second wore on, they seemed like an eternity, and from the combined feelings of the machine working all over her body, and her own self control slipping, Luna began to fear for the worst. Her mind began to race through all the scenarios and consequences of a discharge like what had happened on the Luxembourg. Then she shook her head violently, no, No, NO! I can’t let that happen! I can’t, I can do this I have toooooo– aaaaaahhhhh hold this in–
“LUNA!”
Luna’s eyes snapped open just in time to see a giant of a man leap from about a dozen feet away to land squarely in her tits. The pain of the impact was offset almost completely by the feeling of sheer pleasure that she felt from the squirming man within her tits. Using what little strength she had remaining in her legs, she stood up, looking over the top of her massive cleavage, just in time to see the man’s serving plate sized hands clamp roughly over her erect nipples.
“I was right, Luna’s breasts are better than Hannah’s.” Luna heard the man say as she looked down to see the biggest smile painted on his absurdly muscled features.
“Well that’s nice Alexander, but could you not squeeze my nipples so–AAAAHHHH–hard.”
“But I like Luna’s breasts,” Alexander said as he looked up into Luna’s face. “They’re beautiful and big and I want to show you how much I appreciate them.”
Just then Luna felt something twitch between her colossal breasts and it didn’t take all of her considerable intellect to figure out what it was that was long and hard between her breasts. “Alright Alexander, but maybe later after I get this under control–”
“What’s wrong with right now!?” Alexander roared as he thrust his body into her breasts trying desperately to reach the promised land he knew was on the other side. Sadly, he realized that despite his newfound size, Luna’s breasts were still too big for him to fully enjoy. Not one to give up too easily, he continued thrusting his cock between her breasts, “Don’t worry Luna I’ll get big enough soon.”
I’m going to lose my mind if he keeps this up, Luna thought as she could already feel the heat radiating throughout her body from her breasts. As it was she was pretty sure that if Alexander had fit, she’d be having a hard time repelling the giant’s advances. So it wasn’t a complete lie when she said, “Don’t worry Alexander I’ll just make myself a little smaller so that you can fit better.”
“NOOOOO! I don’t want Luna smaller,” the man roared as he continued his thrusting, “I just need to be bigger!”
“Initiating Final Phase.” Rang the calm female voice once again as the machine suddenly kicked into top gear.
Luna could almost feel the energy leaving her body now, but there’s no way that thing can handle all of the energy here. I’ll just let it suck what it can and I’ll see if I can draw in the rest…and hopefully contain it this time, she thought cynically as she tried to focus on the task at hand.
She took one last glance down and saw Alexander still gripping tightly at her nipple as though trying to suck the extra energy he needed out of her. Luckily, Luna knew that it didn’t quite work that way, although if she didn’t start soon things were going to escalate very quickly. With a deep breath, and a slow release, Luna finally though to herself, Alright here we go.
There is a big difference between being ready for something and being ready for something. The former simply requires a verbal admission of a few simple words, electrical impulses sent from the brain to the voice box, tongue, and mouth to form the sounds necessary. Any sane human being could do that. However, the latter, now that was a different story.
For some people, there is the natural ability to quell all the nerves, the fears, the anxiety that goes along with the simple words “I’m ready.” Because for most the forming of the words is but the first step to truly readying oneself for the task at hand. It was this second part that Luna had learned at a young age was what set her apart. The cold, calculating, emotionless void that she could enter into seemingly at will was what many would consider a curse. But to Luna, it was blessed release.
The simplicity and ease with which she was able to move in and out of this state was always something that Luna treasured more than anything. The fact that right now, she could feel its onset and cold comfort was as exhilarating to Luna as perhaps an embrace from an old friend would be to another. Because to me, logic, science, control those are my friends, Luna thought as she closed her eyes, and oh how I’ve missed you these last couple days. And with another deep breath she found herself slipping back into control.
She was ready.
She began to focus on what was important, stripping away all else. With her eyes closed it was easier to focus on the important things, and no matter how much her body begged her to give into the massive hands clenched down firmly on her nipples she wasn’t going to give in. I need to keep focus, need to draw in the energy from around and suck it back into myself. I can do this, I can absorb it all, she thought as she began to feel her mind steel itself for the task at hand. After all, it all came from me originally, why shouldn’t I be able to take it all back?
At that thought her eyes snapped open as though someone had just shocked her. Wait a minute, why shouldn’t I be able to absorb all this back? It DID come from me so obviously I could hold it at one point in time. Why not right now? And she found her lips creeping up into a smile as she felt the warmth of the energy begin to slowly subside within her. Although the visible effects were the most prevalent, Luna found she was looking inwards more than outwards. I don’t know why, but it feels like the energy is swirling inside my body downwards, Luna thought as she felt the void that before had been filled with pleasure and warmth begin to fill itself with the cool comfort of the calm sea of logic. Sighing a little, Luna basked in the cool refreshing feeling, like that of rain on a hot summer day, slowly seeping through her skin and deeper and deeper into her core.
Looking down she could see that it was clearly working, her breasts had already reduced themselves to half their former size and showed no signs of slowing their diminishing. Even still she could see the form of Alexander, now practically returned to his previous size dangling still off of her massive breasts until his feet tottered hesitantly on the ground. With a sigh, Luna pulled her feet up and underneath her, lifting her still recovering body back to its feet even as her breasts seemed to retract into her body like airbags in reverse. From where she was standing now she could see Alexander’s confused face as his hands still grasped firmly on Luna’s breasts.
“You know you can let those go now Agent Anderson.”
“Huh, wha-wha-what?” Alexander said shaking his head as he tried to stop staring at the slowly deflating breasts his hands were attached to. It was then, with a glance up to Luna, who’s eyes gestured downwards to her breasts that he got the hint. “Oh God!” He said retracting his hands like they were on fire.
“Not quite, but Commander Masters will do just nicely.” Luna said with a small smirk on her face.
“Uh, yes Mam…er, master, GAH Commander!” Alexander finally blurted out as he watched Luna’s eyebrow arch higher and higher at each attempt. “Yes Commander.”
Luna allowed herself a small smile as she gestured to Alexander, “Come on, let’s go get you dressed before you get cold. Wouldn’t want him to shrink any more now would we?”
“Huh?” Alexander uttered as he followed Luna’s eyes once more as they focused on his waist and then–”OH! HIM!”
Luna chuckled a little as she turned her back on the incredulous young man and made her way to the nearest barracks, Alexander quickly following.
Carl was sure he was dead. After all, when that much flesh lands on top of you, well there’s certainly worse ways to go. That’s why when after the pitch black darkness that had enveloped him for the last innumerable minutes, hours, days finally lifted to reveal bright lights he thought to himself how right he was. He’d always insisted that there was an afterlife, and although he wasn’t sure what was in store for him, he knew that in terms of things he’d done in his life, well he hardly considered any of them worthy of damnation. And it turned out so did his afterlife.
But really, the only thing that would make this better would be if that silly human would stop breathing heavy. I mean how was a swallow supposed to enjoy his afterlife with a silly human female breathing like she was just in heat.
Wait a minute.
Carl opened his eyes and saw the brightness of the sun high up above his body, sprawled out on the dirt beneath him. But where were the giant sacks of flesh that had threatened to crush him? He picked his head up and looked down beyond his feet to see a human female sitting back on her heels as her sacks of flesh continued to dwindle in size slowly growing smaller and smaller until it looked as though she was a normal sized human female.
What kind of afterlife is this?
It was then that a thought struck Carl like a ton of bricks. This wasn’t the afterlife. He was still alive. Sighing to himself at his disappointment he fluttered his wings and with a quick motion hopped to his feet. Looking around he could see that the other human female, and a human male were conversing off to the side, both of them looking fairly normal. Well, except for that particular female, her chest was far too large to be normal. Carl shook his head, she was probably just taking longer to return to normal. Yep, that made sense to Carl. With a quick dusting of his wings, and a couple hops later he was airborne.
After a quick tour of the complex he could see humans in various states of undress, but he wasn’t too concerned with that. What he wanted was a nice long peaceful nap. And so winging around the complex one more time he fluttered to a landing on the windowsill of the building beneath his nest. There, laying on the floor seemingly asleep was the two humans he had seen earlier. Although significantly less big, which was a good thing, since normal humans couldn’t shake the tower like they had.
Taking wing back to the air Carl, glided to a rest atop his nest of feathers, and various other materials and found himself snuggling in. He could certainly use some sleep, especially since it was finally quiet, and if the humans here were going to start changing size. Well that could really cut into his resting time, but more importantly, things weren’t going to stay quiet here very often, and Carl wasn’t sure how he felt about that.
“Jesus Luna you dressed yet?”
“Oh shut it Hannah. Unlike some people I can’t just pick clothes off the hook and have them fit.”
“Maybe we should drain some more energy out of you.” Hannah said as she tossed a sweatshirt over her head and pulled her arms into the sleeves. “Perhaps those tits of yours will shrink to a normal porn star size.”
“Very funny bitch,” Luna yelled over her shoulder as she pulled up her pants buttoning the front and zipping the fly. She then looked down and began to button up the front of the only XXL officer’s shirt she had been able to find. Well the only unmarked one, Luna thought to herself as she remembered the large amount of scattered and discarded clothing throughout the barracks. Guess I must have infected the people on base too. Hopefully nothing too serious–
“Hey Tit’s McGee you done button up the girls yet? We got a mission to finish.”
Rolling her eyes Luna finished buttoning the top button, and with measured carefulness let out her breath slowly. She could see her chest filling up the spaces it could beneath the shirt, straining to fill every nook and cranny like water balloons, but the shirt and the buttons held firm against the onslaught. “Ya, ya, ya on my way.”
Hannah was standing in front of the G.A.L unit which had returned to its inert state. Luna could see that Hannah was pushing some buttons on the face plate trying to get some answers, but what brought the smile to her face was that the woman wasn’t succeeding. In a fit of frustration Hannah threw up her arms shouting, “Gah! I hate technology.”
“And it hates you,” Luna smirked as she approached the unit. “Want me to get that for you?”
“Sure go nuts.” Hannah said putting her back to the unit, “I just wanted to know how much juice this thing has left when we take it with us.”
“Why would we want to take it with us?” Luna asked as she began to punch a series of buttons into the system.
“Well it obviously worked,” Hannah said pointing to herself and Luna. “Seeing as neither of us has tits the size of cars anymore.”
“Shame that.”
“Oh shut it Alexander.” Hannah said rolling her eyes as she saw the young man step out of a side room still adjusting his shirt and pants. “We all know exactly what you want.”
“Look for the last time I don’t remember any of that.” Alexander said as he came to stand next to the two women. “I told you the last thing I remember is being on the bus and you and Commander Master’s arguing.”
“Uh huh,” Luna said without looking up, “Convenient you forget the part where you’re begging to grab my breasts.”
“I told you I don’t remember!” Alexander said again exasperated. “Although who wouldn’t want to grab those puppies.”
Hannah rolled her eyes as she saw Alexander’s gaze drop to the buttons holding back Luna’s massive cleavage. Turning back to Luna she asked, “Well what have you got? This thing going to help us out the rest of the way?”
“So, uh, about that…” Alexander piped up causing both women to swing in his direction. Hannah was giving him the the-adults-are-talking-go-play-somewhere-else look while Luna was looking at him with something between annoyance and feigned interest. The looks of both women were enough to nearly derail his train of thought, but luckily he forged onwards, “We, uh, can’t bring that with us even if it does have juice left.”
“And why would we leave it behind?” Hannah asked, “Especially since it worked.”
“Well technically I was able to control the energy on my own.”
“Oh bullshit Luna. You can keep telling yourself you’re in control, but I remember someone yelling out ‘I can’t control it’ as her breasts burst through a couple of seats on a bus not too long ago.”
“Look I can control it now, so get off my back would ya?”
“You’re dangerous Luna, even if you don’t think–”
“We can’t take it with us because we’re taking a commercial flight stateside!” Alexander blurted out over the other two’s bickering.
Silence reigned for a few long moments, so long that Alexander had time to remember he had yet to zip up his fly, which he did so promptly.
“You can’t be serious.”
“You know Alexander there’s a time to joke around and this isn’t it.”
Alexander looked from Hannah to Luna as each spoke in turn and sighed. Command had told him this is exactly how they would react, and so he did the only thing he could think of: he told them what he was ordered to tell them. “Look, I’m not thrilled with the idea either, but Command doesn’t want a military asset to leave China since it would be tracked. And since the Chinese haven’t seen any transports enter into their air space they act with suspicion when we fly one out.” Then he shrugged, “And there’s the fact that anyone who wasn’t blind could have looked up into the sky and seen Commander Master’s crashing into earth. Only it would have taken a super powerful telescope to see it was actually a person crashing to earth and not some piece of space dust. Regardless, the Chinese would want to be all over that, and if we just happen to fly a military transport out of the country the next day, without any warning or authority, well that would look mighty suspicious.”
Another long pause.
“You know Hannah, it kinda makes sense.”
Hannah sighed and shook her head, fingers rubbing her temples. “I know, I know, but you in an airport? That’s asking for a boat load of trouble.”
“Well luckily it’ll only be a plane load of trouble at most.”
Both women turned again to face Alexander, “Just because you said one intelligent thing does not give you the right to say something stupid again.” Hannah said flatly. Then shaking her head at the ridiculousness of it all she sighed, “Alright Alexander how are we getting there?”
“There should be a Humvee in the garage stocked for us. I’ll go get it and bring it around–”
“No, I’ve had enough of your driving.” Hannah said pushing past Alexander, “Just show me where the keys are and we’ll get outta here.”
“I really don’t know what your problem is?” Luna said nonchalantly as the trio sped out of the base towards the local airstrip. “I told you I’ve got this under control, machine or not.”
Under control my ass, Hannah thought as she focused on the road in front of her and the directions from the built in GPS. You have this under about as much control as Alexander has over those wandering eyes of his. “Look Luna I appreciate that you think you’ve got this thing under heel, but I’d feel much more comfortable with something more than just a portable monitor.”
“You worry too much.” Luna said, “Wasn’t it you who was telling me to loosen up a little and not play things so close to the vest.”
“There’s a difference between loosening up, and letting go completely.” Hannah mumbled as the GPS told her to take a right turn a little too late for Hannah’s liking. “I suggested you learn to make decisions on the fly without all the facts. That has nothing to do with covering all the possible outcomes as best you can before they happen. That’s just common sense.”
“Well common sense isn’t that common these days,” Alexander chimed in from the back seat.
Without missing a beat Hannah raised her hand over her shoulder thumb pointing to Alexander, “Case and point.”
“Oh come on Hannah–”
“That’s General Stromberg to you.” Hannah said lowering her voice, “If the Commander here let’s you call her by her first name that’s her business. I mean she did let you feel her up a little while ago.”
“Cut it out Hannah,” Luna said turning on her, “He said he didn’t know what he was doing, and I believe him. Cut the kid some slack, he’s trying to help the best he can.”
He could help by keeping quiet, Hannah couldn’t help but think. If it was just Luna and me that would be one thing. There’s no chance of me getting all hot and bothered and jumping her in the middle of the airport to make things worse. And I’m pretty sure Luna doesn’t swing that way…although that would explain a lot of things–
“Could you turn the heat down Hannah, I’m burning up in here.” Luna said snapping Hannah out of her train of thought.
“But Commander, we’ve already got the windows down, not much more we can do for the temperature.” Alexander said hesitantly.
“Ya, it’s not like this is a Mercedes,” Hannah said, “Just stick your head out the window or something.”
“Very funny Hannah,” Luna said before gasping, “I’m not really a bitch in heat you know.”
“Coulda fooled me,” Hannah said not taking her eyes off the road.
Alexander, however, couldn’t take his eyes off of Luna. Sweat was beading down the woman’s forehead, despite the pretty well sustained breeze generated by Hannah’s driving. Although he couldn’t quite place it, he knew he’d seen this before somewhere…
*SNAP* *SNAP*
Alexander turned to Hannah to see that she was still focused on the road, and didn’t seem to be too alarmed. Maybe she just didn’t hear it, Alexander thought as he looked back to Luna who was still clenching her teeth. Maybe I’m just imagining–
“Oooohhh, mmmmmffff”
Alexander watched as Hannah’s head whipped around, her eyes wide as she heard Luna’s passionate moan.
“Oh hell no. Alexander grab the scanner. NOW!”
Alexander had to tear his eyes away from the sight of Luna’s now arched back as her chest pressed firmly against the seatbelt holding her in place. As he turned and began rummaging through the couple packs they had brought with them, he could have sworn her breasts were pushing outwards against the fabric and the restraint. Dropping his head to the floor he practically ransacked through the first pack with no luck, and turning to the second one noticed what had made the noise before.
Luna’s sneakers, which she had complained about wearing to begin with, looked more like a pair of thong sandals, a pair of way too small thong sandals. Her toes pushed well beyond the limits of the rubber soles and Alexander could almost see the remaining fabric pulsing against the strain–
“Ow FUCK.” Alexander cursed under his breath as Hannah hit a bump and his hand struck something hard and metallic within the backpack he was currently searching through. Stifling the urge to shake his hand from the pain he pulled out the scanner he was searching for and turned it on. A message scrolled across the screen saying “Calibration in progress 45%” and Alexander looked hesitantly over his shoulder as the heavy breathing of Luna had yet to cease. Work a little faster please… “Calibration in progress 90%”
“Jesus Alexander, do I need to do everything!”
“Oh shut it Hannah,” Alexander snarled. “The damn thing’s calibrating itself, so get off my back.” I wish I could teach her a lesson, regardless of whether she is a General or not, Alexander thought knowing full well that there was nothing he could do, but wishing more than anything there was.
*DING* “Calibration complete”
Alexander’s head swung down as the metallic voice finished and pressed the button, praying quietly that the needle didn’t budge at all. “Gathering readings…Gathering readings… Gathering readings…” scrolled quietly across the screen as Alexander once again looked cautiously over his shoulder.
Alright Luna, just focus. Just like you did earlier, all you have to do is focus on containing the energy, was what Luna was telling herself. But that steely resolve and calm reserve that she had found earlier was, well drying up. Seeds of doubt were starting to creep into her, a new and ultimately terrifying experience, and definitely something I’ll ask to have my division work on once I complete this project. As it was now though, she needed to get herself under control. After all, it took my fifteen minutes to get this damn shirt on, I’m not going to bust out of it before we even get to the airport. What the hell would Hannah think?!
But Luna knew the answer to that. She always had. Hannah would think I’m weak, just like she always has. But surprisingly there it was, that was it, and Luna found that thought alone was enough to find a new spring of cool calm control within her and she felt the warmth begin to fade. I can do this. I can control this. I’m not weak anymore.
Hannah tried desperately not to do her usual thing and take direct control over the situation, but it’s getting really damn hard not to. As senior officer among them, she could pull the plug on this whole mission. It’s a terrible idea going to a civilian airport and trying to fly Luna, who’s practically a growth bomb waiting to go off, 12 hours plus across the Pacific. Hannah shook her head, brilliant idea Command.
Although to that point, it’s not like they had other options. As much as she hated to admit it, Alexander was right, there was just too much red tape to flying a military escort out of here, and who’s to say that would even make it. So that meant she had to make this work. As de facto squad leader for this little troop it was her job to see this operation through and make it work. And failure was not an option for Hannah. Which was why waiting for Alexander to get the damn machine was so frustrating!
“I got it, I got the reading!”
“Well, spit it out!” Hannah shouted over her shoulder.
“It’s at 20% and dropping,” Alexander said, “Fifteen, twelve, ten, eight, five –”
“And zero.”
Hannah took a quick look over at Luna to see her smug smile plastered on her face. “I told you, you couldn’t handle this.”
“What do you mean?” Luna said anger beginning to creep into her voice, “I just contained it all by myself. The scanner confirmed it.”
“But how do we know you’ll be able to contain it when we’re walking around the concourse, or waiting in line for tickets, or God forbid when we’re actually airborne.”
“You don’t, but I can, and I will.”
“Uh, Hannah car, car, CAR!” Alexander began shouting from the backseat.
The Humvee skidded to a stop as Hannah’s foot descended hard on the breaks. There was little more than a foot of space between them and the small compact car in front of them that was waiting for the gate to go up to enter the parking lot. All three of them watched as the window of the small car rolled down and a hand emerged with the universal gesture of “fuck you” sticking proudly in the air.
“That asshole is lucky I stopped. This thing’s practically a monster truck compared to that.”
“Well if you wanted we do have the means to crush it another way.” Alexander joked.
Both women turned to him and in unison replied, “NO!” Then looking at each other for a brief stare down, the two went back to facing forward as Hannah paid for parking.
As Hannah swung the Humvee into the most remote possible parking spot she could find, Alexander breathed a personal sigh of relief. Although it seemed like a simple mission at first, this was becoming far more challenging than he had any intention of being a part of. I’m a slacker, that’s why I took this mission. It was drive out and pick up some officers and transport them stateside or it was continue to do drills all day every day. Who wouldn’t have taken this? Well, that was before he knew what he was getting into. Now if someone were to ask him the very same question, AND given him all the details, since those were extremely important apparently, he’d decline in a heartbeat. But that’s the difference, hindsight is always 20/20.
As it was Luna was already hopping out of the Humvee, Alexander watching as she stepped out how much tighter the buttons on her shirt looked. On the other side, Hannah had already opened up the back to pull out her pack. Reaching beside him, Alexander grabbed Luna’s pack as well as his own and stepped out onto the pavement.
“You know, I’ve always liked wearing sandals. Couldn’t do it up on the Luxembourg of course, but I do love that feeling of air between my toes.”
“We’re not on vacation Luna.” Hannah mumbled as she rounded the vehicle. “I just want to get stateside so we can be done with this.”
That makes two of us, Alexander thought as he shouldered his own pack and offered the other to Luna.
She shouldered her pack, and stretched her arms causing her chest to press even harder against the buttons of her shirt, gaps clearly visible from button to button. Then jumping slightly to get the weight distributed right, she smiled, “You know Alexander, it was thoughtful of you to give me the heavier pack, but I don’t really need the counter weight.”
“I wasn’t giving you the heavier one, that one’s just yours.” Alexander said.
“Maybe if you didn’t have to wear a bed sheet to cover your chest your clothes would be lighter like normal people.” Hannah smirked.
“Alright enough of that,” Luna said growing somber. “Let’s get this circus on the road.”
Both Hannah and Alexander nodded in silent agreement and fell in step with Luna. And as they made their way to the terminal all three had different feelings behind it, but the thought was still the same, “God I hope this works.”
As they made their way through the door Hannah could feel her headache mounting. It was one thing to be in charge of a mission, it was another to take over a mission that didn’t have the appropriate resources, a volatile package to transport, and a useless support team to complete the mission. I might as well just give up and go back to the base, Hannah couldn’t help but think. But that was the easy way out, the coward’s way out. I’m a General for Christ sakes, Hannah couldn’t bring herself to continue thinking that way, I have to do this, come hell or high water. That’s why they sent me, she had rationalized early on, Command sent me because they couldn’t trust this to anyone else. And she sighed as she shook her head, but I wish they could have sent someone else.
“Everything all right General Stromberg?”
Hannah turned her head to see Alexander looking back at her, and although the worry on his face looked genuine, she wasn’t one to take comfort in that. I have to be strong for these two so that Luna can focus and so that Alexander can help me keep her in check. “I’m fine Alexander, just trying to figure out where our terminal is.”
“I’m pretty sure we’re flying out of Terminal B. That seems to be where all the international flights are leaving from.” Luna said as she pointed at the large scrolling board in the middle of the ceiling above them.
“Alright, looks like we want flight 4815 or flight 1623 according to the board.”
“Okay,” Hannah said walking towards the line for tickets.
“Wait, where are you going?” Alexander asked standing there adjusting his pack.
“I’m going to get the tickets, think you two can wait here without getting lost?” Hannah said turning and smirking as she talked while walking backwards.
“Ya, as long as you hurry up,” Luna said gesturing to the board, “Looks like both those flights leave in forty-two minutes.”
Holding her thumbs up, Hannah turned and jogged off towards the desks leaving Luna and Alexander behind.
“So what’s her deal?”
Luna turned towards Alexander as the two watched Hannah double time it towards the ticket line. “She wants to be the best.” Luna said shrugging, “She doesn’t like to lose.”
“So what exactly are we losing?” Alexander said as he began to walk towards the security check points.
Luna followed, but had to admit to herself that it was a good question. It’s not like she’s done anything wrong. I mean the only thing that’s a problem through this whole thing is when I lose control of the energy and some of it leaks out. “I don’t know what to tell you Alexander. But Hannah, er, General Stromberg, takes her job very seriously.”
“Clearly.”
Luna turned again towards Alexander who’s face had a downtrodden, almost sad puppy-dog look on it. “Look Alexander, she means well, trust me. I’ve known her longer than anyone really, and she’s always been this way. That’s why she was on the fast track to General from a young age.”
“How long have you know her?”
“Since the Academy, we were in the same year.”
“Was she always a stuck up bitch?”
Luna smiled as she looked at Alexander, “Oh she was sooo much worse.” That brought a smile to Alexander’s face, which to Luna’s surprise made her happy to see. Why am I trying to cheer this kid up? It serves no useful purpose. Out of the three of us clearly he’s the weakest link–“Oooofff”
“Luna are you alright?” Alexander said his arm reaching out to catch her body as she stumbled forward. With one arm across her chest and the other grasping at her back and shoulder he was able to at least keep her from toppling over, even if his arm was practically swallowed by the flesh of her chest.
“Fine, fine,” Luna said shaking her head. Standing upright again, she lifted one of her feet up behind her to see that what before had passed as sandals was now nothing more than a hindrance of rubber and leather mangled beyond usefulness. Reaching behind her she proceeded to tear the last remaining threads of leather off and deposit them in a nearby trash bin, following suit with the other shoe.
Now that she was barefoot, a whole new series of sensations flooded into her body; the cool tile of the floor bringing back memories of the last time she was barefoot aboard the Luxembourg. There it wasn’t the coolness of the tile, but a combination of space and steel that acted as the counter to the warm embrace of growth. She flexed her toes against the tile, feeling all the imperfections, and textures, so much unlike smooth steel and metal. And yet, the feeling was still the same, a counter to the warmth she was feeling spreading outwards from her breast where she could feel someone caressing her breast–
“ALEXANDER!”
“What?” He said snapping to attention. With a quick look down he saw the incriminating evidence and drew his hand back like it was on fire. “Oh, uh…sorry.”
“Do you have any idea how hard it is to keep this under control without you fondling my tits.” Luna gasped as she struggled against the warm embrace that was threatening to overtake her body. She let loose a groan, a mixture of both pleasure and pain; her nipples hardening like they were suddenly plunged in ice water. With a cry, her hardened nipples cut through her shirt like diamonds, her breasts surging forward against the remaining buttons removing the weak links in the shirt and leaving only those fit enough to carry her expanding bosom. But for Luna that was all secondary, I have to keep calm, focus, you can handle this. It’s only a small grope, you’ve dealt with that a million times…albeit usually with a punch to the face of the offender, but these are different circumstances.
But now she needed to concentrate, because I’ll be damned if a little groping sets me off. I have a reputation to keep up. And steeling her nerves, she forced herself into that place of calm logic and control. On the outside she could feel her center of gravity being redistributed, returning to normal, although I doubt I could say the same about my clothes–
“Jesus, I leave you two alone for a few minutes and this happens.”
“Look Hannah it’s my fault, Luna tripped and I caught her but I accidentally–”
“Alexander, I’m not asking who’s at fault here,” Hannah said looking towards Luna, “You have it under control again?”
“I think so.”
“You think?” Hannah said raising an eyebrow.
“It’s under control,” Luna said hardening her voice, the old authority coming back into it, despite the internal demons she was confronting. It doesn’t feel like before, and I can’t quite place why. It was almost like the cold waters of her calming pool were…warmer.
“Alright good, I’ve got the boarding passes here, let’s go get this over with.” Hannah said turning towards the security gate. “I hate flying.”
“Wait, that makes no sense.” Alexander said to the retreating back of Hannah who simply waived him off. God I hate when she does that, Alexander thought as he turned back to Luna, “Is she always like that?”
“Ignoring subordinates, headstrong, doesn’t take ‘no’ for an answer,” Luna sighed and hiked up her pack on her back, “Like I said before, she hates to fail, and when you’re the best at what you do, well that comes with some arrogance and a whole lot of pride.”
Alexander nodded, but he couldn’t help but feel like that what Luna had just said could have described either of his two companions. Sighing, he shouldered his pack and followed after Hannah, Luna falling in behind.
The group made it through security without much of a problem. Alexander had to remove the portable scanner, which some Chinese official had a long look over before he returned it. Alexander had made the case that it was a new portable seismograph that he hoped to sell to a company in California, and the man after some thought had given the machine back to him. Hannah had even less difficulty, although the hand scanner they used went off a couple of times around her ears, but they couldn’t find anything and so let her pass through. Luna, however, had required some extra care and a lot of finesse from Alexander to get through.
From what she could tell, since she didn’t speak mandarin, which thankfully Alexander spoke fluently, the security officer was asking Luna to be taken out of line for a full body search. He kept gesturing towards a booth to the side with tinted windows, to which Alexander would furiously shout back something. Soon they had quite a group of officials surrounding them, until eventually the one who looked to be in charge turned to another guard, spoke something into his ear causing the man’s face to pale. A few moments later the trio was heading towards the boarding gate.
“What was that all about?” Luna asked, falling in line with Alexander as Hannah led the way.
“Basically they’re all pigs.” Alexander replied. Then once he turned to see Luna’s confused face he elaborated. “Basically they wanted to pull you aside for a full body search for concealed weapons. I told them that was ridiculous since your clothing wasn’t exactly concealing. The officer then stated that you would have to put on new clothes, to which I informed him that you had an extreme genetic disorder that had caused extreme breast growth in the last couple weeks so you needed treatment in the US, and nothing you owned fit anymore.”
Alexander then shook his head, “And would you believe the bastard then suggested that he could help you find something in your size, but he couldn’t let you through the checkpoint without a thorough search. I protested calling him a, well we don’t have a word for it in English, but the closest thing would be a man-whore, and that’s when everyone else came over.” Shrugging Alexander finished, “So basically I told him to bring over his superior officer, and once he heard me out he told the first official to meet him in his office immediately, and then apologized to me for the inconvenience and that he hoped you could get the treatment you needed.”
Luna simply stared at Alexander for a few moments before finding her voice, “So basically you just lied to dozen armed security guards to get me through.”
“I didn’t lie, I stretched the truth.” Alexander said with a smile, “You do have a condition, you are looking for treatment in the states, and you really don’t have too many changes of clothing in that pack.” Then with a smirk, “would you have preferred me tell them you were a stripper with a new type of breast implant that reacts to sunlight causing slow growth and that I was brining you back to the states to marry you and have you live on my private yacht where I would enjoy all your skills.”
Seeing the blank look of incredulity on Luna’s face, Alexander smiled, “Sometimes the truth is much easier to say; not that I would have minded that story, but I hardly think you would have appreciated going through with the acting job.” Then looking forward he saw that Hannah was already well past them at the counter. “We should hurry up,” Then looking back to Luna, “Oh and don’t look now, but everyone is still staring at you so I’d double time it before your ‘condition’ hits again.”
Luna nodded and followed after Alexander, but she couldn’t hide the blush coming to her cheeks. I’ve spent my entire adult life trying to fight off the image that these giant breasts of mine give me. I’m one of the world’s foremost authorities in gene manipulation, a ranking officer in the US military, and yet here I am, stopped at a security checkpoint because some officer thinks I’m an easy stripper. Thinking on it Luna couldn’t help but be impressed with Alexander’s quick thinking. Had it been me, I would have probably simply gone with the stripper routine, I mean I certainly look the part…although acting the part would have been difficult…
It was then she noticed, almost for the first time, all the eyes that were suddenly trained on her and her swaying body. Sure there were slits in her shirt, which if she moved the right way would definitely show off the dark chocolate colored nipples beneath, but is everyone really looking to catch a glimpse? Suddenly self-conscious Luna grasped at the front of her shirt, closing up the holes where the buttons had ceased to hold while blush rose to her cheeks. And then it hit her like a crashing wave, they’re all admiring me.
Her eyes shifted from the various men to the women as each one’s head turned as she walked past. I can’t believe it, sure I’ve always had to deal with stares, but as she looked about this time it seemed different somehow. And then she realized what it was, I want them to look at me, but why? Why now? What’s different now when compared to before? Luna wracked her brain, trying to come up with a reason, something logical, something that would make sense. Her subconscious stumbled upon the pool of logic and reason she’d often come to and as she always did she mentally tensed up against the shock of the cool waters…only to find them invitingly warm.
It was like stepping into a warm bath after a long day’s work, and Luna soon found herself slipping comfortably into the waters. Why should I have to cover up this body? If so many people want to see it, why don’t I let them? It can’t hurt, can it? I mean after all I have the power to make it even better–NO! The voice shouting out in her mind was jarringly loud, as she saw an outline of her body hovering above the pool. What’s wrong with you! The voice shouted again as it gestured to the pool, do you want to be a bimbo? What about all the hard work you put in, all the sacrifice you made to get to this point. To have everyone look past your body and see the genius beneath– And look where that’s got me! Luna heard herself shout back from the pool, I’m not in charge of anything, and even when I was, it was only an illusion. That’s why they sent Hannah, to make sure I didn’t let things get out of hand. So what’s wrong with indulging a little bit?
The outline above her sighed and shook it’s head, I suppose there’s no talking sense into you. Go ahead do what you want, but when you want to control it, you know where to find me. As Luna watched the outline begin to fade she couldn’t help but get the last word in, Well, who says I can’t control it without you?
You did, was the response she got before her mind focused back on reality. Apparently sometime during the internal conversation she had closed her eyes, and when she opened them she was almost shocked at what she saw. Where before she had been holding closed the front of her shirt with her hand, now she was struggling to hold just one of her nipples in that same hand. Sometime during the conversation her other hand had come up to grasp at one of the shreds of her shirt attempting to cover up the slowly swelling breast beneath it.
Luna then heard the sound of a zipper coming undone and felt a soft breeze blow through the front of her pants. She could only assume that the suddenly cool air across her nether lips was the result of that, not to mention the sudden coolness she felt on her legs was probably the result of various rips and tears her growing body was causing. This culminated in a large ripping noise, and she couldn’t help but think of all the people staring at her butt and how much more of a show they were now getting. Maybe showing off a little isn’t so bad after all…
“Hi there miss, myself and my two friends would like to board flight 1623.” Hannah said handing over the three boarding passes to the young woman. The woman then responded in Mandarin, to which Hannah simply had to reply, “I’m sorry I don’t speak Chinese.”
Shaking her head in disgust the young woman muttered under her breath, “Stupid Americans.”
“Pardon?” Hannah said raising her eyebrow.
“Nothing, nothing.” The young woman said before continuing in broken English, “Need friends here.”
“But they are here.”
“Where?”
“They’re right here,” Hannah said turning to her right and left to see no one. She was about to turn around completely when Alexander approached the table. “Well there’s one.”
“Other?” The woman said clearly getting annoyed.
But unfortunately so was Hannah, “She should be right here,” turning to Alexander, “Where’s Luna?”
“She was right behind me.”
“No friend, no plane.”
“Look Alexander, translate for me.” Hannah said exasperated with the broken English conversation she was trying to have with this difficult woman.
“Uh, I think we have bigger problems…” Alexander said letting his voice trail off.
“Right now my biggest problem is this woman in front of us who won’t let us on the damn plane.” Hannah said turning back to face the attendant. “So tell her that Luna is on her way and probably in the bathroom or something so we can get on the plane before the damn thing takes off.”
But Alexander heard none of that.
As a matter of fact Alexander couldn’t even remember why it was that his shirt was so small. The last thing he did remember was seeing Luna walking towards them, every step her body seemed to grow larger and larger. But that wouldn’t explain why my clothes are so small, he thought. He was sure he’d put on clothes that fit earlier, because even his pants were uncomfortable. And every guy knew that wearing tight pants was extremely uncomfortable, especially if they had cocks as big as his. Now that he thought about it some more, he couldn’t even believe he had fit it in the pants at all, let alone with his legs too. I mean, my legs are so damn muscular that I just shredded the bottom halves of these pants. Something was clearly wrong here, I mean my cock could probably barely fit in one of these pant legs. I should have known better than this.
But as it was those were hardly important things on Alexander’s mind. After all, his body could take care of itself, it was doing it right now. His dick was freeing itself from the compressing confines of the pants just fine, although he wasn’t sure if that was because he took another look at Luna’s ever swelling breasts, those delicious breasts, or whether it was that he was simply enjoying the feeling of his muscular body becoming more and more…well better.
And that was what brought him to his problem. Hannah.
All she does is ignore me, Alexander thought as he felt his pants completely shred, his massive cock finally fully free. He looked at his body, his massive arms, his broad chest, the remains of his shirt holding together only by threads, and then he looked at Hannah’s. She’s so small. Nothing like Luna. Luna is big, and beautiful. Why was he taking orders from Hannah? She’s so small. Hardly even big enough for his dick soft, let alone how hard it was getting. I mean it’s probably going to be even bigger than she is when it’s finally erect.
And she ignored him.
Well Alexander was going to change that. Only someone as big as me should be in charge, and that wasn’t Hannah. No, he was going to show her that. He was going to show her why only Luna could be in charge. And so he reached forward with his massive hands, each one almost as big as Hannah herself, to show her who was really in charge.
The first clue Hannah had that something was wrong should have been when Alexander said, “I think we have bigger problems.” Unfortunately, as with most things Alexander had to say, Hannah had tuned them out. So really the first clue Hannah had, was a pinching sensation on her shoulders from her bra straps. She knew that the bra she had on was probably a size too small, but still it hadn’t bothered her like this.
The second clue she had was that she was now feeling a slight breeze across her stomach, and she was pretty sure she was wearing a baggy sweatshirt. She chalked that one up to it simply riding up and sitting atop her jeans, which now that she thought about those they seemed pretty snug too.
The third and probably most revealing clue Hannah had was when the annoying flight attendant in front of her simply started screaming bloody murder. Her eyes growing as wide as dinner plates, her finger pointing over Hannah’s shoulder.
And then she felt giant hands clamp down on her arms. Her whole arms. From shoulder to wrist.
And in that moment, with years of military experience, advanced training, tactical command drills, and endless combat experience, Hannah simply thought, Shit.
Then her mind started working once more, and those hands could only belong to one person. “Alexander what the hell do you think you’re doing!?”
“Hannah small. Alexander big. Alexander only take orders from big people now. Alexander take orders from Luna.”
“Wait what? Luna isn’t–ugh” her voice was cut off as the bra she had on snapped falling uselessly to the ground. Her breasts were now clearly swelling, bulging out from the bottom of her quickly failing sweatshirt. Already one of her nipples stood at attention in the cool air of the terminal as she felt herself being lifted off the ground.
“Hannah is getting big, but not big enough.” Alexander chuckled, “Not big like Luna.”
“Big like Luna?” Hannah mumbled confused as she felt her body rise higher and higher, her breasts in contrast descending further and further down her ribcage to just above her waist. And that’s when Alexander swung Hannah into view of Luna.
Luna was simply standing there in the middle of the terminal, or at least Hannah assumed she was still standing, but she could have been resting against the absolutely massive breasts she was now sporting. Her shirt had long since given up, and the threads and frayed pieces of fabric hung loosely about her shoulders. Her breasts were slowly growing, like rising dough in the oven, stretching its way across the floor and ever outwards.
Women and men alike besides here were moving further and further back, scared looks on their faces. Some who were still close enough were starting to show signs of growth in various regions, one poor girl trying to hold her blouse together in what looked more like an attempt to smuggle pumpkins through the airport than cover up her swelling breasts. Another man had dropped his brief case on accident as his hand simply grew too large to fit within the small handle shattering the plastic and leather. As it fell to the floor he held up the hand to his face even as his other hand reached for his groin and rubbed at the visibly swelling tube within.
Hannah took all this in, while being held aloft by Alexander, who was still laughing maniacally. But what scared her the most was none of these things, but the look of pure joy she saw on Luna’s face.
And that was really a cause for worry.
The End