An odd weight on her chest...

The cold eventually woke Lara. Though her mind was sluggish, almost like a hangover, the rough stone under her was covered in cool mud and it sucked the warmth from her bones. Shivering in the dark, she dragged herself under the opening in the roof. There was this overwhelming tightness in her chest that made it difficult to breath and for a moment she panicked at the thought of pneumonia. But the feeling wasn't in her lungs, it was like something was constricting her chest... Frowning, she reached behind her back and undid the snap of her bra with some difficulty. She took a deep breath in relief as the horrible tightness immediately lessened. That was weird...maybe the seawater had caused her bra to shrink somehow? She had the oddest sensation in her chest...

As she adjusted herself in an effort to see the problem, she felt a very unfamiliar weight on her bosom. A lot of weight. She froze and the it jiggled slightly. Carefully feeling up her torso with her hands she gasped as they encountered her breasts. There was quite a bit more to them than when last she checked. She cupped her enhanced mammaries in disbelief. She had been a B-cup when she went to sleep but what she felt now was definitely in Double D range, if not larger. No wonder she had had trouble breathing, the cups of her bra barely spanned the distance between her nipples. Fishing it out of her tank top she noticed in an offhand way that her girls were still as firm as ever, not yielding to gravity despite the increased weight. As the material rasped across her nipples she gasped: they were incredibly tender and the stimulation dug roots of pleasure out from the hardening nubs, deep into her flesh. The cold didn't help.

As she sat bewildered against the ancient wall she became keenly aware of the still damp material of her tank top stretching to accommodate her new additions. Nervously feeling over them with her hands (which had to cover a lot of real-estate) she passed over her nipples, standing out firmly against the constrictive material, and jumped again at their over-sensitivity. The nubs had increased in size as well, standing out almost a full centimeter in length in the cold. She had a hard time not running her hands over them a third time, maybe giving them a little tweak, but she was brought back to her surroundings by her own shivering.

The dark tunnel abruptly seemed far less inviting than it had when she had fallen asleep, cold and empty. She got the unnerving feeling that there was something else in here with her. And it wanted her gone. But what about the sudden change to her anatomy? Maybe she could find the cause and then figure out how to fix it?