Chapter #8Where once was only Meg.. by: IBP   "OOOOOOOHHHHHH........"
The ground was shaking with Joe's sister's lust.
Super-Enormous-Tits Meg was still fucking herself in and out with the two buses, pinched between her bus-sized fingers. She had long outgrown them but was holding on to them anyways, "for the orgasms."
Her childish mind had associated the two, much to the dismay of the screaming denizens inside, who were being subjected to history's lewdest vehicle cleansing.
She was now quite a bit taller than the former Sears Tower, or about 700 ft shorter than the world's tallest building. She suddenly remembered the way that one tapered up to a rounded top and she resolved to visit the desert, for she had seen a picture once and instinctively knew what to do with it.
At her size she could probably walk there.
She was quite a bit more massive than the former Sears tower. Orders of magnitude more massive. She could have probably fit bunches of the building inside each tit.
She wasn't thinking of any of this though, except for the skyscraper, which her sex-addled mind had just randomly pulled from her subconscious due to the now smallness of the buses and the growing need to be filled.
She was discovering all her news wants and needs at a rapid pace, and the only thing more rapid had been her growth, which she was quickly finding was a want and need to be fulfilled, it felt so good. It was like her mind was a weird combination of older and younger, much like her face and her body. Her lips were blown up, and those of a woman, but she was currently puckering those fat, bus-sized monsters and blubbering out a spring of sex-addled saliva as her mind was overtaken by endorphins again and again.
"MMMMMMNFFFF" she huffed through bitten lips, eyelids fluttering as the last of many cumulative orgasms wracked her tired-out body and the collapsed back into the neighborhood in a heap, then spread-eagled, and let loose a low moan of contentment, the inhabitants of the soaked buses escaping and running away as fast as they could but finding it hard since the ground was physically vibrating due to the young girl's now powerfully deepened giantess-voice.
"OOOOOOH!!!" she called in a different, yet now sexily excited tone.
The growth had returned.
"SOMETHING'S HAPPENING TO MY BOOBIES!!!"
Muffled popping sounds could be heard emanating from the blubbery depths of her legit-hill-sized, downtown-filling, quivering pumped-up blobs of tits.
"MMMMMMNNNNFFFF!!!! OOOOOOHHHHH MY TITS!!!!" she bellowed, as her boobs began to fill up with milk prematurely.
Pop! P-P-Pop! Pop! Pop!
The sound of her thousands upon thousands of individual milk glands, puffing up her rumbling, wobbling tit volcanoes like a pair of popcorn bags in the microwave, soon became deafening as the sound of each gland going from softball to basketball-sized inside her breasts blended into a even louder roaring as those demonically-large boobs elevated and widened prodigiously off her chest and up into the muggy noon air of town.
POP! PPPPP-POP-P-P-PPOP POP POP POP PPPPPOP POP
Her seven-year old, prematurely aged body was producing udders of such magnitude that they could be measured by the volume of the lakes contained within them, bloating so much that her breasts, lying down, were now also taller than the former Sears tower.
"AHHH!!! OOOOHHH!!! WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?! AM I MILKING!!!? OOOOOOOOOO!!! MILKY ME!"
The massive girl tried to hold back all her milk to herself, clamping on her nipples at the tips of her outstretched hands and grinning as wide as the could under the sea of cleavaged titfat that had billowed up into her smile.
"I WANT TO DRINK IT ALLLLLL" she said, somehow knowing instinctively that this would make her grow again. More and more.
Her abundant milk was powerful though, and wanted out, and she could not hold back a few mighty streams that geysered out into the air. Most landed on the roofs of houses, stripping them of shingles with the blast's force or in front lawns, sodding them as they instantly grew tall and lush as Meg's pubic, quite public, hair.
One however landed on the junior cheer-squad of Pine Valley Middle School, arranged for practice in the Magnussson's backyard.
"Yuck!" "Omigod!" "Gross!" "What the fuck!" "Oh shit!" "GULP!"
"Gulp?" said Stacy, the cheer captain and super-blonde of the group, whose backyard it was, turning to look at the source of the gulp, as did everyone else instantly; young Shayna Jones.
Shayna blushed so hard you could see it through her tawny ebony skin.
"Um? I was thirsty?" and then, "Whoa!" accompanied by a loud "RRRIPP" as her tits expanded to tear her cheer shirt, busting it open in several places as her boobs went off like an air-bomb had been blown up inside them. But then they wobbled. Again and again.
"Whoa! Whoa!!! WHOA!!!"
Shayna's boobs doubled in size, then doubled in size again, and once more before they just started growing without stop.
Everyone in the cheer squad immediately bent over to drink from the puddles of milk that pooled everywhere in the Magnusson's backyard, including freckled-faced and curly red haired Amanda Barnes, who greedily planted herself face first into a birdbath in Stacy's backyard and sllllluuuuurped it all up.
She began to shake, rattle and rock, and a wide grin formed across her freckled face as her boobs BLOOMP-ed out and her ass quickly pushed up her pleated green cheer-skirt and continued outward from there, shoving and quivering as the tight, freckled lobes grew and shook against one another.
The girls all began to soar taller, ascending like the pines of their Junior High mascot.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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