The dictaphone

The girls left school without anybody saying a single word. Other students from their class were leaving too, as they were free for the rest of the day, just like Wendy had said.

"Let's head to the mall !" had said Wendy, just before catching a bus with her friends. During the short trip, she was thinking about all the possibilities she had, and when she didn't, it was because she was gazing at her own reflection in the bus windows, checking her red hairs and freckles. Everything was perfect.

When they entered the mall, they walked and talked for a while until Tamara stopped the little group with an exclamation.

"Stop !
- What's up Tam' ? - asked Brooke
- The new Victoria's secret shop is opened ! And I need a new bra, can we check ?
- Yeah sure ! - said Brooke - I could use a new one too."

Wendy was ready to say something, when both the girls suddenly turned at her "Ho sorry Wendy ! Maybe you don't want to go ? You know I... I'm not sure they sell your...uh, size ?" the girl was blushing, not sure about the best way to ask her friends if she was okay with entering a shop where she was too small to buy any of the clothes.

"That's okay... Let's go girls !" just said Wendy, grinning as she knew what would be her next change.

As soon as they were in, a clerk approached the girl with a wide smile

"Welcome to the new Victoria's secret shop ! May I help you in any way, young girls ? You need something special ? Maybe measurements ?
- No thanks. We'll just check. - Tamara said
- Ho, I wouldn't be against measurements - Brooke added - I guess I've grown a bit lately.
- Of course ! Just check our bras, I'll go find a measuring tape." - answered the clerk before turning her back

Wendy smirked "I'll need measurements too" she exclaimed, and saw Tamara and Brooke looking at each other, amused. The clerked stopped in her tracks and turned to face her.

"As you wish, miss, but... I'm not sure about having bras for you here. But please, check whatever you want ! - she was sounding amused too, but was trying not to sound rude.
- Then tell me : what's the bigger bra you have here ?"

Wendy's friends whispered behind her "What are you doing ?", but the clerk, after coughing politely, answered "We have some G-cups over here. Is it for a present ?" but Wendy didn't answer: she just went right to the part of the shop the clerk had indicated, and she took the biggest bra she could find. Both her friends looked at her with wide eyes, as the clerk, after watching her a bit, went back to find her tape.

"What are you doing Wendy ! Are you crazy ? Even your sister isn't this big !
- Don't worry, go check your bras girls. If you're searching for me, I'll be in one of the dressing rooms.
- Ok. You've gone mad."

Tamara looked at her friend disappearing behind the curtain of the closest dressing room with the huge bra in her hand, and shook her head. "Okay Brooke, let's go, I don't wanna know what's in Wendy's head right now.". And so, both the girls left to search for bras in the shop.

In the dressing room, Wendy began to undress slowly, checking at herself in the huge mirror. It was a fine opportunity to check how the wish had altered her body, and as she unbuttoned her shirt, she realized that she really had some freckles everywhere. They weren't ugly at all, they were really pretty : light but still visible. And she was feeling really beautiful with her new hairs... but still was a bit disappointed when, topless, she could rub her hands over her body and not meet a single curve. Slowly, she putted the black bra on, and felt a bit childish, just like a little girl playing with her mother's bra : it was clearly too big for her, the cups miserably falling and the straps undulating as they had nothing to support.

But not for long : opening her backpack, Wendy took the dictaphone and, after breathing quietly for a while, knowing what she was up too, she pressed the record button and said :

"I'm too busty for this bra."

The usual sparkling sound echoed in the dressing room, and a pleasant tingling grew in Wendy's chest. Seconds later, looking down, she saw a small move as her nipples, going erect, suddenly moved a bit, some very small mounds pushing them forward. "That's a beginning", muttered Wendy to herself, as she could see her breasts slowly moving forward. At first, she had two pointy nubs, but as she reached her friends size, her breasts became a bit rounder, and then more and more as she was slowly enlarging, inch after inch. Smiling, Wendy noticed that she had just left the C-cup range to enter the D-cup : she was now officially one of the school "big girls", even at 13. But she knew she wasn't done. At all. "Come on !" she whispered, trying to keep silent, as she had now two round orbs growing continuously, spreading her fingers apart as she was trying to feel their growth. She could feel and see her nipples enlarging with her breasts, and when she finally outgrow a DD-cup, her breasts began to fill the cups seriously. Sure, there was still space to grow, but less and less every second. "I'm as big as Vanessa !" she said proudly, noticing her breasts growing against each other, and her cleavage deepening until finally, the bra was the perfect size for her. The wires and strap tensed as she was now big enough, and as the growth wasn't stopping, began to stretch. Flesh began to overflow the cups, a bit at first, and eventually, the wires became painful as they were now digging in Wendy's skin, the bra unable to contain breasts this big. But just before the breaking point, Wendy felt the growth sensation disappearing... and here she was.

Looking at the mirror, she saw herself, the now cute redhead in her tight jeans with the freckles giving her an innocent look, but with a strange super-top-heavy body : the black, huge bra was stretched by the enormous mass of the girl's breasts, and Wendy could only gaze at the pale orbs, full of freckles too, and able to give any porn star a run for her money. She had the look of a cute, shy teen, but the body of a total jailbait. Turning to check her figure, there was no word to describe it. Even her older sister couldn't compete with her, even if she was more than 1 foot taller. But they were heavy, though : she could feel that her balance had just changed. Running would be a new experience, now.

Taking back her shirt, Wendy noticed that it was now impossible to button it back : it hadn't grow with her. She was now too busty for a bra... and for her clothes. Sighing, the girl decided to leave the dressing room with just the bra on : maybe she could find some kind of bigger shirt out there. But as soon as she did, she heard the clerk.

"Hey you ! What are you doing ? Please take off this bra ! You're stretching it !
- What... - Wendy was a bit surprised
- Can't you see you're way too big ? I told you we hadn't bras your size ! Please take it off before it's too stretched ! I'll take your measurements."

A measuring tape in her hand, the clerk opened her eyes wide as Wendy obeyed right on the spot, taking the bra off. in front of the dressing room, not wanting to pay it if she stretched it too much Her breasts bounced a bit, and Wendy put her hands on her nipples, barely able to hide them. Even like this, she was displaying a huge cleavage. The clerk quickly showed her a corner of the shop where Tamara and Brooke were already waiting, topless too. As she approached, she noticed that both the girls were looking right at her tits with amazed stares. Wendy hoped that, just like before, their memories had changed.

"I can't believe how big you really are Wendy. Each time I see them they're..."

Tamara didn't end her sentence, as she hadn't the word to describe her friend's boulders. The clerk, ignoring them, measured Tamara and finally said "You're still a 30 B-cup. " a bit disappointed, the girl moved, and let Brooke being measured. "A big 32 B-cup. Maybe a C, depends". And eventually, it was Wendy's turn. As she approached, she couldn't really say what she was feeling : shameful of being freaking huge... and proud of it at the same time. And she really liked the freckles all over her breasts, making her cleavage impossibly attractive. The clerk took the measurements without a single word, even when, moving Wendy's hand, she saw the enormous nipples. When she finished, she stood up and just said :

"You're... you must be an HH-cup. I can't really give you a size you're behind the... regular sizes. How old are you ? 16 ? 17 ?
- 13.
- 13 ? You're... how... - the clerk couldn't believe it.
- One cup size every month or so for a while and still counting - said Tamara, buttoning back her own shirt - meet our friend Wendy, the girl even the teachers can't look in the eyes."

Wendy blushed... so, things were now that way. In a way, she was still feeling a bit... embarrassed, being the new attraction, but still, it was everything she ever wanted. She couldn't wait to show her new body to Vanessa ! Her sister couldn't compete with her now...

But it was just a beginning...