09-10-2013, 06:36 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-24-2013, 03:06 PM by Bonecracker.)
Installment three...
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CHAPTER 1: AMBITION.
Amanda had wanted large breasts ever since she was a little girl playing with Barbie Dolls. She admired large breasts on women as a little girl and hoped that she too, some day, would also have very large breasts. Unfortunately, the titty faerie forgot her and she was cursed with small b-cups. She had given up hope but one day found the Breast Enhancement archive and started reading stories about incredible growth through various means, so she started to do her research. She tried everything she could find on the internet, but nothing worked until she found a website for bovine milk production and udder growth, so she gave it a shot and ordered enough serum for about 100 head of cattle.
The USPS man arrived early Tuesday morning, and had a large delivery of 4 boxes filled with 1000 vials each of the Bovine Udder Growth serum. She gleefully received them at her door and the postman helped her carry them into her house. Once inside, and the postman having left, she opened the first box and examined the contents. Each glass vial was capped with a rubber stopper, intended for piercing with the needle end of a syringe and withdrawing the amount required. A letter or instruction accompanied and it read "for each cow, measure out 2cc's per hundred weight and inject directly into the base area of her udders daily until you start seeing an increase in udder size and milk production." After a quick run to CVS for syringes and needles, she figured she'd start. Now how much? "Per hundered weight? That means 2cc's for every hundred pounds I weigh...but I'm only 110 pounds. I guess I'll start with 3 ccs then, per breast" she thought to herself. She withdrew 3 ccs from the first vial and nervously looked at the blue liquid. She took a deep breath and stuck in the needle at the bottom of her tiny breast. After injecting the first one into her right breast, she repeated on her left breast. "Oh wow" she said out loud, "This stuff makes you woozy too, I think I best lie down for a while"
Amanda awoke just a couple of hours later with a strange sensation throughout her body, one of warming and cooling, coming in waves. She felt a tingle in her finger tips and toes like that of what one feels from taking a work-out booster juice or one too many redbulls. Her hands immediately went to her chest, expecting that she was in the midst of a sudden growth in breast tissue but that wasn't the case at all. There was no real change except that her nipples were rather sensitive. "Oh well" she said to herself, "I guess you can't just inject hormones into your body and not expect some sort of result." She did feel rather thirst though, and had a thirst for beer - not milk like she had expected. She had a 6-pack in her fridge and took them out - for some reason she took out all 6, not just one as she would normally do. She downed 3 of them sequentially, bottoms up, without even stopping for air. There was something about the taste that really appealed to her, the wheat flavoring in addition to quenching her thirst for water. But she laughed it off, laughing at herself, went for a short walk to refresh and then once back home again, she decided another "shot" in each boob couldn't hurt and neither could the other three beers. And then she turned in for the night.
And then... (good segueway here for someone to start the next morning scene)
[hr]
CHAPTER 1: AMBITION.
Amanda had wanted large breasts ever since she was a little girl playing with Barbie Dolls. She admired large breasts on women as a little girl and hoped that she too, some day, would also have very large breasts. Unfortunately, the titty faerie forgot her and she was cursed with small b-cups. She had given up hope but one day found the Breast Enhancement archive and started reading stories about incredible growth through various means, so she started to do her research. She tried everything she could find on the internet, but nothing worked until she found a website for bovine milk production and udder growth, so she gave it a shot and ordered enough serum for about 100 head of cattle.
The USPS man arrived early Tuesday morning, and had a large delivery of 4 boxes filled with 1000 vials each of the Bovine Udder Growth serum. She gleefully received them at her door and the postman helped her carry them into her house. Once inside, and the postman having left, she opened the first box and examined the contents. Each glass vial was capped with a rubber stopper, intended for piercing with the needle end of a syringe and withdrawing the amount required. A letter or instruction accompanied and it read "for each cow, measure out 2cc's per hundred weight and inject directly into the base area of her udders daily until you start seeing an increase in udder size and milk production." After a quick run to CVS for syringes and needles, she figured she'd start. Now how much? "Per hundered weight? That means 2cc's for every hundred pounds I weigh...but I'm only 110 pounds. I guess I'll start with 3 ccs then, per breast" she thought to herself. She withdrew 3 ccs from the first vial and nervously looked at the blue liquid. She took a deep breath and stuck in the needle at the bottom of her tiny breast. After injecting the first one into her right breast, she repeated on her left breast. "Oh wow" she said out loud, "This stuff makes you woozy too, I think I best lie down for a while"
Amanda awoke just a couple of hours later with a strange sensation throughout her body, one of warming and cooling, coming in waves. She felt a tingle in her finger tips and toes like that of what one feels from taking a work-out booster juice or one too many redbulls. Her hands immediately went to her chest, expecting that she was in the midst of a sudden growth in breast tissue but that wasn't the case at all. There was no real change except that her nipples were rather sensitive. "Oh well" she said to herself, "I guess you can't just inject hormones into your body and not expect some sort of result." She did feel rather thirst though, and had a thirst for beer - not milk like she had expected. She had a 6-pack in her fridge and took them out - for some reason she took out all 6, not just one as she would normally do. She downed 3 of them sequentially, bottoms up, without even stopping for air. There was something about the taste that really appealed to her, the wheat flavoring in addition to quenching her thirst for water. But she laughed it off, laughing at herself, went for a short walk to refresh and then once back home again, she decided another "shot" in each boob couldn't hurt and neither could the other three beers. And then she turned in for the night.
And then... (good segueway here for someone to start the next morning scene)
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