Back home

Ava blinked heavily as the bright sunlight shined down on her, reflecting off the hood of the cab Dr. Johnson had called for her. She popped the door open and slipped inside, waving to the doctor who stood in the office's open door as she slammed the cab shut.

The last hour she had spent there were uneventful, she had put on the clothes she wore there and found they fit normally. Ava was still convinced her boobs were slightly larger but she couldn’t be certain, as she had worn a loose crop top that made it difficult to tell if it was tighter.

Another Uber pulled up in front of the building, a sleek black car with tinted windows. Ava hopped in and the driver greeted her with a warm smile before taking her home.

While the drive was uneventful, Ava could feel the butterflies of arousal fliting about inside her. More than once, she had to stop herself from touching her still sore breasts and eyeing up the handsome driver.

Maybe there's still a little left in my system, She thought to herself as she gripped her pants tightly. Trying to stop from touching herself again. The rest of the drive was uneventful, reaching her apartment as the sun began to set. Ava practically kicked the door open and tossed a couple extra bucks into the passenger side window.

Ava was thankful her apartment was on the first floor and she didn’t have to go up three stories to reach it. The apartment was rather spacious, being a two bedroom floor plan with a big living room and a full kitchen complete with an island and dining table.

No sooner did she set her purse down did Ava feel a splitting headache shoot into her brain like lightning, running from ear to ear and making it impossible to think as she cried out in pain.

“Jesus christ, like, what was that?” She asked out loud as the pain subsided, “Was it because of the medicatio- FUCK”

She was cut off once again by another headache, this one much stronger. She fell to her knees grasping her head, “Like, that was so much, like… worse. Wait, like, why am I talking like, funny again?”

Ava realized what was happening before her brain dulled further, “I like, really need to call that sexy doc back.” She said right before another headache split her skull. This time though, the pain didn’t just melt away after it passed, no, it transformed into pure sexual pleasure.

“Mmmm this feels like, so good…” She said as the pleasant buzz traveled through her body, whether she could comprehend what was happening with her diminutive brain power or not, the effects were obvious as her body began to transform again.

“Like this is hot and all but I totes need to call the Doc,” Ava said, struggling to her feet but collapsing as her center of gravity shifted. “Oh no… you girls are already back for more?” She said as her tits began to balloon outward, swelling into the perky orbs she had before that caused way too much underboob to peek from her crop top.

“I need to… I need to like, find it,” Ava wasn’t sure what she needed, she knew she needed to talk to the doc but she needed something to do it, “Like where is that… thing?”

Ava stumbled to her room as her clothes began to pop at the seems, every inch of her curvy body trying to squeeze free of her restrictive clothes. “Where is it?” she asked herself as she fumbled around her bedroom.

“Ah, like, this will work!” She cheered as she found her favorite vibrator tucked in her nightside table. “Just a little me time,” Ava said with a giggle as she pressed the vibrator to her oversensitive clit. Her boobs had reached their limit, if Ava had her full brainpower she would have noticed that her tits had grown larger than the first time and somewhat perkier, as if there was something other than fat inside them. Unfortunately, nothing was important to her right now, the only thing Ava wanted was to orgasm, to cum so hard she would scream her throat raw.

“Like, how do I work this silly little thing,” Ava muttered, searching for a way to turn it on, finally she saw a bright yellow button with a power symbol on it, “I wonder if this will like, turn it on.”

She pressed the button and immediately screamed, not from pain but from pleasure. It just so happens that the B1mb0 pill had increased the number of nerve endings in her clit by a factor of ten, making her orgasm the second the vibrator turned on. Ava had never felt so good before, she was virtually addicted to the pleasure provided by her vibrating toy, barely capable of collecting herself before the next orgasm hit her.

As she came time and time again, her screams began to quiet as her voice grew hoarse, reducing to moans of pure lust. Thanks to the copious amounts of liquids gushing from her pussy, Ava accidentally slipped and pressed the power button again. Instead of it turning off, the vibrators jumped to a more intense setting. The overinflated bimbo did not have time to comprehend what happened before she blacked out from overstimulation once more.