Ain’t no rest for the wicked

“Where've you been? I’ve wanted to talk with you all day!” Sarah announced, grabbing your arm and pulling you towards your own room.

You would have never thought you’d be in a position where you were tired of women dragging you around but that had now apparently become a problem in your life. You wanted to laugh at the absurdity of your thoughts but you held your tongue for now and let Sarah pull you into your room instead of her own. You don’t know why she didn’t just pull you into her own room but you weren’t about to start an argument with her for now reason. Once you were both inside you turned around to see her fastening the lock on your door before she turned to you.

“What I’m about to tell you might sound stupid but you gotta promise not to tell anyone” she pleaded, grabbing one of your hands and holding it between both of hers.

“We’ve already got a lot of secrets and promises between us so I can’t think of a problem with adding one more” you joked, getting nothing but a stern look back from Sarah.

“I need to hear you say that you promise” she asked, still acting serious.

“I promise not to tell anyone about what you tell me” you declared, watching Sarah look a bit more relieved now that she had gotten your word.

You were both still stood in the center of your room so you went over to the side of your bed and sat down on the edge, patting the empty space next to you to get Sarah to join you. She considered it for a moment but started to pace around your room nervously. You knew it couldn’t have been something too serious as you didn’t think she was the type of person to keep anything urgent to herself and with both Lucy and Mom in the house you had hoped she was able to talk to them.

Her pacing started to worry you though as maybe this was more important than you had first thought. Sarah had seemed fine when you saw her in class but she might not have been able to tell you in a public setting depending on the subject. You were starting to get yourself worried and your thoughts turned negative before you realised Sarah had stopped walking around and was now standing in front of you, seemingly having made up her mind to tell you.

“I think my boobs got bigger” she announced, keeping the stern expression on her face.

It took you a few seconds to process what she had said and although you tried to hold back, you couldn’t help but start to laugh.

“What?!” Sarah asked, demanding that you answer, showing the same angry expression that you had seen a thousand times but now, you couldn’t help but find it cute given the situation.

“From the way you were acting I thought you were gonna drop a bombshell or something serious” You answered, calming yourself down enough to respond to her outburst.

“This is serious!” she replied, starting to look angry with you as her hands went to her hips.

You took a few more seconds to fully calm yourself down as you felt Sarah would get even angrier if you broke out into a smile mid-conversation.

“Your right your right. I’ll apologise. My reaction could have been better but I don’t see how this is as big of a problem as your making it out to be. And how do you know for sure that they’ve grown?” you said, trying to calm Sarah down by getting back to the topic at hand.

“Well all of my bras started to feel uncomfortable to the point that I probably need new ones and if this is the start of something and they get any bigger, I might end up having a problem with cheerleading” she answered, letting you understand her worries a bit more.

You had considered her bras becoming too small when you gave Sarah the ‘up a cup’ item but you hadn’t thought about it affecting her in other ways and definitely not cheerleading. You wanted to comfort her by saying it wouldn’t happen again but it would be hard to explain that without also telling her about the KDK. You weren’t quite ready to tell anyone other than Emma about it yet so you tried to reassure her in other ways.

“We’re nearly at the end of our senior year and if you do end up getting bigger then I doubt your size will go up that much by the time this year's games finish” you explained.

“It felt like they just grew overnight, so what if it's a growth spurt or something?” Sarah responded, still looking uneasy.

“I’m not sure if it works like that. I think I’m gonna have to have a feel myself… not for any other reason mind you” you jokingly suggested, trying to lighten the mood.

Sarah gave you a small smile for the first time since you had come into your room and walked closer to you so that she was within arms reach. You put your arms around her waist and urged her to step closer. Now that you had your hands on her you could finally calm down and take a better look at her without your thoughts turning negative.

She was wearing loose-fitting clothes consisting of a light blue tank top and some pajama bottoms that you had seen her wear before when she wanted to lounge around the house where none of her friends would see her. She considered it to be a ‘lazy outfit’, usually still wearing a bra under the top but with her recent growth, she had taken the opportunity to go braless.

You didn’t ask her to remove the top and just lifted it just enough to place your hands against her skin, slightly impressed at how much her cheerleading was affecting how toned her stomach was before your hands moved further up. You brought them up to her breasts, caressing her with your fingers before cupping them both in your hands.

“Hmmm, as the leading expert on your tits, they do seem to feel different than the last time but I think a visual inspection is in order” you mused, trying to do your best impression of a creepy old doctor.

Sarah let out a fake sigh along with muttering “of course you do” under her breath but the smile on her face told you she didn’t mind your bad acting in the slightest.

You kept your hands on her chest while she grabbed the bottom of her tank top and lifted it over her head. She threw the top onto the bed at the side of you and let you carry on playing with her body. All jokes aside, you did think that you could tell the difference since you had given her a size increase as you continued to fondle her breasts. It could have just been a placebo given that you already knew they had increased in size but it did seem like there was a noticeable difference.

Now the problem was how you wanted to play this with Sarah. She knew her own body better than you did so lying outright and saying you couldn’t feel or see any difference would just leave a bad taste in your mouth. On the other hand, telling the truth and saying that there was a difference would only make her just as nervous as she was before.