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While she slept
🕑 Added 2024-02-23 15:06:01 +0000 UTCI woke up with a start, clutching my chest. It was still dark outside. Something had woken me up, but I couldn't remember what it was. Until I realized - my chest felt tighter, fuller, and much heavier than it was when I went to bed.
It took me a moment to comprehend what had happened. I'd returned home from an after-party, tipsy and giggly, fumbling to strip my dress off, as I collapsed onto my bed. The connection overflowed in the network of my mind, and suddenly everything was clear. I remembered now, I'd drunkenly decided to top off the saline in my colossal implants before collapsing into a dreamless slumber.
A powerful sensation rose from within me. Shifted in weight, my breasts threatened to immobilize me to the bed. The room was slightly lit, and I dared to peek.
"Oh my God," I murmured aghast, "they're massive."
This was very different than my last night's venture down tipsy street. My sizable sphere-like breasts, in all their glory, stretched beyond my torso, gleaming like twin, overinflated balloons. I vaguely remembered slumbering off while my pump was still attached, inflating my breasts limitlessly through my sleep.
"Damn." I cursed but also giggled, running my hands over the too-tight, silky-smooth skin.
I struggled to sit upright, the pull of my new heavy assets causing my body to teeter. Cupping them with my hands, I felt the saline solution gurgling and sloshing within them, popping against their limit.
My phone rang. It was David, my soon-to-be ex-fiancé. I glanced at the screen, biting my lips. Should I answer and tell him what I'd done? Would he even like the "new & improved" version of me? Or would he break off our engagement and turn his back on me, like so many others before him? I fingered the diamond ring on my left hand and sighed.
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Michael
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