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Breasts Happen
By Mr. Pec
Betty knocked on the door for the third time and still received
no response. Finally, she dug into her purse and pulled out the
key Leo had given her 'in case of emergencies.' Sadly, she'd used
the key more often than she had expected because Leo had a
tendency of ignoring his front door.
'He's at it again,' she though as she pushed the door open and
stepped into the studio apartment she'd helped him pick out. The
place wasn't really a mess and it wasn't really tidy; it was a
bachelor pad. She dropped her backpack on the couch and shut the
door hard.
"Betts? Is that you?" came a shout from the far corner of the
room. She raised her hands to acknowledge the attention of her
head-setted friend and moved into the kitchen. Pouring herself a
glass of milk, she heard Leo turn off the stereo and stumble
across the room.
"Sorry about that," he said over the breakfast nook. Betty just
rolled her eyes and moved toward the couch.
"Are you ready to go or should I wait for you to 'clean up,'" she
said sarcastically. Leo responded with a smirk.
"Yes, I'm ready. I was just making some finishing touches on one
of my drawings." He continued to talk as he moved into his
bedroom. "You'll be happy to know that I may be having a showing
in a few weeks."
Betty perked up at this. "You're kidding? Someone actually wants
to put your stuff on display... for the public?" Leo came out of
his room and scowled at her as he buttoned his shirt.
"Very funny. And yes. They e-mailed me yesterday saying they'd
seen my website and were wondering if I was signed." Leo began
searching for his second shoe.
"Wait, they contacted you over the internet? How can you be sure
it's real?" Betty queried as she took her glass to the sink and
rinsed it out.
Leo sighed. "I'm not that stupid, Betts. I checked their website
right away and they are a small, but accredited studio on the
west side." He slipped on his shoe and pocketed his keys.
Betty grabbed her backpack and opened the door. "Well, I'm happy
for you, Leo. Although I can't see why any accredited studio
would want to display pictures of insanely large-breasted women."
Leo smiled as he pulled the door shut behind them, "That's
because you're not a guy."
***
The dinner was to commemorate Betty's first full year of
employment. It wasn't a spectacular job, serving coffee at the
Java Palace, but she had done it on her own and it made her feel
independent.
Since the meal was all Leo's idea in the first place, she let him
pick the restaurant. Surprisingly, he chose a semi-expensive
Italian place near the river that had outdoor seating and a
string quartet.
After ordering, Betty jokingly asked if Leo even remembered how
they'd met nearly six years ago, and he surprised her again by
saying 'Yes'.
"Our first encounter where one of us spoke was backstage during
'Noises Off' our freshmen year," he said. Betty's eyes looked up
as she tried to remember the event. "I had been sent down to the
prop room to fix the chain on a pair of eyeglass frames, and you
were already down there doing emergency surgery on one of the
costumes."
Betty remembered it clearly now. She had just finished the
stitching when the stage director came running in and demanded
the garment. He yanked it off the machine and took it on stage,
taking a few feet of thread along with him. Betty had to chase
after him with a pair of scissors and cut the threads off only
seconds before the actor in the costume walked on stage. When she
returned to the prop room, she saw Leo working frantically and
offered to help.
Betty shook out of her reminiscence and looked at Leo once more.
He was sipping his wine and gazing back at her. She could hardly
believe it had been six years already. Then Leo's eyes wandered
for a few seconds, and she glanced to follow. The object of his
stare was a bus girl whose plain button-up shirt did little to
hide the curves God had given her.
Betty sighed. Six years and some things never changed. She sipped
her wine and waited patiently for Leo. When he looked at her
again, he could tell something was bothering her.
"What's wrong?"
"Lose her in the crowd?" Leo knew this tone.
"What? So I checked her out, is that a crime?"
"No, Leo. It's not. But you seem to check every other girl out.
And if she's got..." Betty motioned for big breasts, "Then you'll
risk whiplash to get a look at her."
"C'mon, Hun. Don't be jealous," Leo said.
"Jealous!" she erupted. "Jealous of bad backs, clothes that don't
fit and the unwanted attention of half the perverts on the
planet?" When Betty finished and finally looked right at Leo, she
could tell he had been kidding. Now he was smirking because she'd
walked right into his trap.
"Jerk," she muttered.
"Betts, I'm sorry if it bothers you. I'll try to do better from
now on."
Betty knew it wouldn't last, plus he always had is collection of
erotic art at home, which confused her even more. Some of the
things he drew really disgusted her, but she never talked about
it.
Leo called for the check and he didn't look twice at the
attractive waitress who brought it. He handed her his credit card
and looked back at Betty and smiled. She shook her head and
chuckled.
"Wow, you avoided gawking at one whole female. You're a new
person."
"Hey, every journey begins with a single step." Just then she
caught his eye glance away. Turning to look, she noticed a woman
being seated next to them had a revealing neckline. Betty turned
back to Leo.
"Short journey." He shrugged.
The receipt returned and Betty left the tip. She was dropping
some spare change on the table when she noticed the fountain in
the center of the seating area. She saved a quarter and detoured
toward it as they headed out.
Leo didn't follow her. He made a straight line for the coat
racks.
Betty stepped up to the fountain, with it's trickling water and
small pond. As she suspected, the bottom was covered with all
manner of coins. She glanced at Leo, who was eyeballing the
hostess. With a deep breath, she wished he could understand how
women felt, especially the ones he liked to draw. Concluding the
wish, she dropped the quarter in with a plunk.
As the coin settled to the bottom of the fountain, Betty headed
out and joined Leo at the door, where he was holding her coat for
her.
***
Leo woke the next morning and padded into the kitchen. He needed
some serious coffee after last night. Betty had him out dancing
until 2 a.m.
After starting the pot to brew, he yawned and moved to his
drawing table. Just looking at his drawings made him feel good.
He loved to imagine what it would be like if these super-buxom
beauties were real. How he would get lost in their cleavage and
hold their perfect bodies.
The top picture beheld a beautiful blonde girl with emerald eyes,
flowing hair, a slender waist and breasts the size of
cantaloupes. She was wearing a strapless, form-fitting, green
bunny costume with long, droopy ears, bow tie and cuffs. As he
gazed, he could feel his excitement welling up.
But then he realized that his entire body was tingling. He rubbed
his hands and arms, inciting a flood of prickly sensations across
his skin. The tingling intensified, and he stepped back from the
table, the bunny picture dangling precariously on the edge.
Looking at his hands, he thought for a moment he could see them,
changing?
A series of rapid shots of pain hit him. His legs, hips, waist,
chest, arms, hands and face were suddenly burning. Gasping and
falling to his knees, Leo tried to call out, but found his vocal
chords inoperative. The burning quickly subsided, and he began to
notice definite differences in his body.
His legs were smooth and hairless. His hips and ass felt wider.
He felt his waist contract. His arms lost mass and his fingers
became slender. Changes to his face were invisible to him, but it
felt as if his face were being pinched and pulled in many
directions at once.
Just as he noticed a feather-like tickling on the back of his
neck and shoulders, a weight began to form on his chest. Looking
down, he saw his nipples had tripled in size and were now topping
a growing pair of breasts!
Grabbing the growths, he was again shocked with pins and needles
in his chest and hands. He couldn't move without inciting a rush
of sharp pains throughout his body.
He watched as the breasts grew to the size of cantaloupes. He
then saw blonde hair snake over them and then stop when it
reached his nipples. His voice suddenly started working again as
panted heavily. Trying to clear his throat, he found it a
permanent alto pitch.
The tingling subsided and he was able to stand, barely. His
balance was completely off, most notably because of the
protrusions on his chest. Arching his back heavily, he eventually
stood up straight and still.
As he marveled at his new body, he felt something clench around
his feet and force them into a point. Looking around his breasts,
he saw he was now wearing green patent leather 4-inch heels. He
then watched in awe as a pair of fishnet stockings materialized
on his legs, followed by cuffs at his wrists.
A look of shock filled Leo's eyes as he realized what was
happening. He just had time to reach up and feel the bow tie at
his neck before a tight, green, strapless bunny costume cinched
around his waist and cupped his breasts. A single green bunny ear
drooped into the to of his line of sight.
"Oh, my God..." he stated in his lovely new voice. Turning
carefully back to his desk, he saw the page he'd been admiring.
All that was left was the outline of his drawing on the white
paper. Leo's mind raced as the page finally lost its fight with
gravity and friction and fell from the desk.
The resulting 'snap' back to his normal body was disconcerting
and uncomfortable to say the least. In an instant he was himself
again, and with the loss of the heels and breasts, he found his
balance precarious once more. Falling backwards, Leo landed on
the hardwood floor with a thud.
"Ow," he murmured as he rubbed his ass, and noticed something
wrong with it. It wasn't his ass. Looking down at himself again,
he saw his body shifting once more. Fighting the pins and
needles, he got to his feet and looked at his desk.
Below the bunny picture had been one of a blue-haired oriental
girl. Naked, hair in two buns, pleasant smile, breasts like small
beach balls. Leo's eyes grew wide as he felt them become slanted.
Before he could move, his massive breasts inflated on his chest,
sending him forward to the floor. The resulting contact resulted
in an overwhelming stinging through his new breasts and knees, as
well as a heavy thud that shook the floor. Pushing himself back,
Leo found the overly-large breasts awkward, but not terribly
unwieldy. At least he had drawn them firm, so they didn't dangle.
He sat on his ass as the transformation finished and the tingling
subsided. His hands were slender, his legs looked great, his
breasts were in his lap, and a quick check found two buns on the
top of his head.
"O-kay," Leo said in his new Tenor voice with an oriental accent.
As he started to stand up, he saw a page flutter to the ground.
He only caught a glimpse of its outline before the sudden shock
of loosing 30+ pounds of breast-flesh made him fall on his side.
He got up on one elbow and saw the picture of the woman he had
just been, laying on the ground next to the bunny picture. The
tingling started again and he tried to recall what picture had
been next in the stack.
Suddenly his vision blurred slightly, then he could see again,
but it was distorted. There was something on his face. Reaching
up with a slender hand, he discovered a pair of gold-framed
glasses. Eyes widened more than the previous two times with the
realization of what was to come.
Leo looked down at his chest and saw it begin to swell. In
seconds, he had a nice pair of DD cup breasts. Then suddenly,
both breasts turned pinkish brown, and his nipples grew to the
size of soup cans.
"Oh, shit," he said with his perfect Soprano voice.
His breasts began to swell again, from underneath. A huge mass of
flesh was forming under his giant nipples, and Leo had to
struggle to his knees as they grew before him. In seconds, he was
kneeling behind a pair of breasts the size of large beach balls.
He couldn't stand. The weight of his mammaries prevented him even
moving. The warm flesh stuck to the hardwood floor and made even
the concept of dragging them impossible.
The tingle throughout his body subsided and Leo placed his small
hands on top of his massive breasts. Glancing at the table, he
saw a page resting with only a small corner at the edge of the
desk. Breathing a sigh of relief, he relaxed by leaning against
his giant body pillows. They easily supported his small frame.
There was a knock at the door. Shock and surprise filled Leo's
head when he realized it must be Betty. She couldn't find him
like this. What would he say? How could he explain if he didn't
even understand it himself?
The knock came again, and Leo bit his lip as he tried to think of
something. Maybe she would just go away? Unlikely, since she had
a key.
As if on cue, he could hear a jingling outside the door and then
a key entering a lock. His anxiety built again as he just stared
at the door that would soon issue forth his best friend.
Then Leo glanced at the table. The first idea that entered his
head was to grab the picture off the table. If everything that
had happened so far held true, once he removed the current
picture, he would revert to himself before turning to the next
picture underneath. At least he would be himself when Betty
entered and she could see the transformation.
The door began to open and he reached for the corner of the
picture.
The tingling started as he touched the page.
"Hello?" Betty called into the empty apartment. Closing the door
behind her she moved through the kitchen and found the brewing
coffee.
'Well, he's got to be here somewhere,' she thought. She checked
the bathroom, bedroom and closet before returning to the living
area. It too, was empty. Betty lifted an eyebrow.
'It's not like him to start coffee and run.' She then noticed his
wallet and keys were still in their normal place next to the
phone. Confusion turned to concern as she jogged to the bathroom
once more, this time checking the bathtub. Still empty.
Walking back to the living room tapping her finger on her teeth,
her foot kicked something near his desk. She bent down and picked
up two pictures. One of a blue bunny waitress with over-sized
breasts, and another of a naked Asian girl with terribly over-
sized breasts. She shook her head and turned to place the
pictures back on his desk when she caught a glimpse of another
picture on the table.
It showed a young, red-haired girl with gold-framed glasses...
Well, her head and shoulders anyway. The rest of her was obscured
by two obscenely gigantic breasts that had no place on any woman
in existence. The girl was attractive, with a slight look of
worry in her eye as she bit her lip.
'Where does he come up with this stuff?' she thought, putting all
three pictures in his portfolio and closing it.
Her mind was immediately on Leo, and she dashed to the phone and
called the police.
No trace of Leo Linthin was ever found.
The End
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