A few days pass...

Okay, you definitely grew some tits. That was the only way to describe them now. As you lifted one up and let it drop, a shiver runs up your body. “How the fuck?” you ask yourself, admitting that you were turned on a bit by your new bust. “I’ve been watching what I eat…” then it dawned on you. “except what mom puts in the smoothies!” You slap yourself on the forehead for being so naïve. She doesn’t know that you have late bloomers syndrome. You decide to wait on wrapping your chest until you explain to your mother. You run downstairs, your fat tits jiggling with each step, almost threatening to smack you on the chin. As you round the corner from the stairs, you see your mother putting things into the blender. You see her put strawberries, some kind of seeds, and soy milk into the mix, then you see her pull out the bottle of estrogen she said she threw out, or used, you couldn’t remember. Before she could put any in, you clear your throat, making her jump.

“Shit!” your mother exclaimed, dropping some of the pills. She turns to you and blushes, knowing she has been caught. “Um…Honey, I can exp—“ before your mother could finish her thought, she looked down at your tight shirt across your engorged breasts. “Are those…?” she pokes one of your breast, right on the nipple, sending unwanted pleasure through your body.

“Yes!” You step back, blushing from the feeling of pleasure you just experienced. “The doctor said to avoid anything with estrogen, and you’ve been drugging me!”

“My sweet baby, how would I have known?” your mother started to develop tears in her eyes. You thought for a second, she wasn’t with you, how would she know. You sigh and hug your mother, realizing how hard it was to do now that your huge funbags were free and smooshed against your mother’s gigantic ones. As an apology, you still drank the smoothie, albeit without the estrogen pills. Hopefully the ones you had ingested were out of your system soon. You don’t want to be any bigger.

***

You tried to breathe, you were in such a rush after the emotional meeting with your mother, you accidentally tied your boobs down a bit tighter than intended. As soon as the bell for lunch rang you ran to the restroom first and undid your bindings. You took a few deep breaths, regrettably smelling some of the unsavory things in the bathroom. As you started to rebind your breasts down, you notice that they were more sensitive. You quivered the more you touched. Pushing through, you were finally able to tie down your chest with little pain. As you looked at yourself in the mirror, you could see that there was definitely something different about the size of your breasts, even compared to this morning. As you go to touch one, someone entering jumped you out of your trance. You swiftly walk out, looking down to the floor to avoid eye contact with anyone else. Suddenly you bump into someone and fall to the ground, landing on your ass. “Ow, fuck, watch…” You look up to see Jack. His hand already stretched out to help you up. He seemed to never age, always looking as though he was still thirteen, even though you knew his true secret about his not so little friend. You accept his hand as he pulls you up. “Thanks you say, wiping the dirt off your clothes.

“No prob. You okay?” Jack asked, moving your hair behind your ear, you could feel your heart beating faster.

“Uh…yeah.” Your eyes dart down to his crotch before looking back at him. “Hey, do you want to come over later? Maybe knock out some homework before the weekend starts?”

Jack looks up, thinking. “Yeah, I think I can do that, meet you after school?”

You nod, trying to contain your excitement. “Yeah, sounds great!” You both smile as the two of you head to lunch.

***

“Where the fuck is he?” You mumble to yourself. School let out at least twenty minutes ago…Jack should’ve been there by now. You feel even more impatient, tapping your foot. Maybe you should go find him? Make sure he’s okay?