Puberty: a time for change. For some, it hits like a truck; for others, the truck never comes. For t

Puberty: a time for change. For some, it hits like a truck; for others, the truck never comes. For the then-thirteen-year old Georgia, she was concerned if she would even see the truck. She remembered looking into her bedroom mirror wondering if she would ever grow breasts like her classmates were. She wondered what it felt like to have boobs. She rubbed her flat chest and was shocked to find that her breasts were growing as she rubbed them.She rubbed them more, curious to see how big they could get. Groping her breasts also felt really good. She stopped groping herself when she hit the DD mark. She slept happy that night. She awoke the next morning, her breasts smaller than when she went to bed. “What? No!” she cried. She held her tiny B-cup breasts in her hands and started groping them, hoping what happened last night wasn’t a dream.Georgia was pleased that it wasn’t. Her breasts were growing as she groped them. She stopped groping when they were about a C-cup. “I’m only thirteen,” she thought. “I can’t make them too big.” She resolved to make herself only the second-biggest in her class. If she was the biggest, other girls would call her a slut, and guys would get grabby and may discover her secret.This system worked well for her until she started college. She was at a sorority. Her F-cup breasts straining against her top. She had seen one other girl that was pushing H-cups. She decided not to press her luck with G-cups. The sorority president was conducting interviews. It was Georgia’s turn. “Good afternoon, I’m Cynthia,” said the president extending her hand. “Georgia,” said Georgia shaking her hand. Her breasts bounced a little in her top. They sat down.“Now Georgia, I hope you know that this sorority is more than just parties and sex. Those things do happen, but we also have an image to maintain. We’re a family. We help each other be the best that we can be,” said Cynthia writing something down. “Between you and me, you’re a shoe-in. I just have two questions for you. First off, just out of curiosity, how big are you?”“I uhh… think I’m an F-cup,” said Georgia slightly embarrassed.“Don’t be shy. It’s just us girls here after all. And an F-cup! That’s great! And I’m guessing those are all natural too. These DD-cups I’m packing aren’t real. They were a graduation gift from my parents. The boob fairy must have loved you,” Cynthia laughed. Georgia laughed too, feeling more at ease. “Second question: Do you have any medical conditions we should know about? We don’t want our potential sisters getting hurt.” Georgia thought for a minute. She had kept her breasts a secret from everyone, but she really liked Cynthia and wanted to be honest with her.“There is something,” said Georgia.“Okay,” said Cynthia getting ready to write something.“I’ve never told anyone this but… I can make my boobs grow.” Cynthia dropped her pen.“What?”“I can make my boobs larger by groping them. I could do this ever since I was thirteen.”“Georgia, quit pulling my leg.”“It’s true!”“Prove it.”“What?”“Make your tits bigger. I want to see this.” Georgia got up, took a deep breath, and groped her boobs. Cynthia’s mouth hung open as she watched Georgia grow. Georgia stopped groping, her G-cup breasts threatening to tear through her top.“Holy shit!” said Cynthia walking closer to Georgia. “Is this real?” Georgia just looked down her at her swollen boobs sheepishly. “How big can they get?”“I don’t know. This is the biggest I’ve ever made them. They shrink if I don’t grope them for a while.”“Can I touch them?”“…Okay…” Cynthia placed her hands on Georgia’s fleshy orbs. They were real. Cynthia couldn’t believe it. She began hefting them. Georgia squeaked as she felt her breasts grow in Cynthia’s hand. “I’m sorry, I have to go,” said Georgia running out of the sorority, her breasts bouncing on the way out before Cynthia could stop her.Georgia awoke the next morning, her breasts reduced down to DDD-cups. She had a text from Cynthia asking her to come to the sorority for initiation. She was glad that her growing breasts didn’t ruin her chances. She put on a top that showed a generous amount of cleavage and bounced to the sorority. Cynthia was waiting for her at the door. “Hey you. I’m glad I didn’t scare you yesterday. Come on in.” Georgia walked into the house behind Cynthia. “Can I get you something to drink?”“No I’m okay.” Georgia heard the door slam behind her. Before she could turn around, she felt something grab her arms and pull them behind her back. Georgia screamed. Cynthia turned around, a devilish grin across her face. “You said yesterday that the biggest you’ve ever made your tits is a G-cup. I felt you grow in my hands. I want to see how big you can get.”Georgia screamed as Cynthia latched onto her boobs. Cynthia could feel Georgia growing in her hands. There were two other sorority sisters. One held Georgia’s arms behind her back, the other just watched. “Holy shit! You’re right,” said a sorority sister. “I can see her growing.” “Holy shit. They’re pushing against my fingers!” said the sorority sister holding Georgia’s arms. Georgia felt them getting bigger and bigger in her shirt. Cleavage was overflowing as Cynthia continued groping. Georgia’s breathing was shallow. “Is she getting off on this?” asked the sister behind Georgia. Georgia moaned as her breasts tore through her top, spilling into Cynthia’s hand.Cynthia kept groping, her breathing almost as shallow as Georgia’s. Georgia’s breasts were getting so large, Cynthia was having a hard time lifting them. “Louise, grab one of them,” said Cynthia. Louise, who up to this point was only watching, grabbed Georgia’s rapidly overflowing  right boob. Cynthia, unable to control herself anymore, lifted Georgia’s distending nipple and placed in her mouth, causing Georgia’s legs to buckle. “You both are getting off on this!?” said the sister behind Georgia. Louise latched her mouth onto Georgia’s swelling left boob and sucked on a nipple. This action caused Georgia to let loose an ear-shattering scream.“She’s getting really heavy,” said the sister holding Georgia. She dropped Georgia. Georgia, her breasts, Cynthia and Louise fell to the ground. Cynthia and Louise didn’t stop groping and sucking Georgia’s growing breasts. Her breasts were getting so big that Cynthia and Louise were using their entire bodies to fondle her breasts, making them grow even larger. The third girl, Katie, climbed on top of Georgia’s growing mounds and mashed her body into Katie’s cleavage. Before long all four girls climaxed to the sights and feels of Georgia’s ballooning boobs. They all passed out.Georgia awoke to pleasant feeling on her boobs. She awoke and heard sucking sounds. “Cynthia,” said Georgia unable to see past her gargantuan tits. “Yes?” said Cynthia. “How big did I get?”“You never got smaller.”“What?”“I’ve been doing my best to keep you this size, but one of me is not enough. Louise and Katie went to fetch the rest of your sisters. We’re not done with you yet.”“My sisters?”“You’re one of us now. Congratulations!” Georgia was so happy. She nuzzled as much of her tits as she could. She couldn’t wait to be bigger. -- source link

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