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Jessica was doing her best not to panic, she couldn’t believe how disproportionate her body was now. Her reflection in the one-way mirror stared back at her as she sat on the bed and every time she looked at it she could feel a small ball of panic form in her stomach, but worst of all, she could feel her pussy growing even more wet and needy for her touch.

She bawled her fists in her lap and tried to resist, her eyes scrunched tight to prevent herself from seeing herself in the mirror.

Without warning, a splitting headache struck her. She groaned as the headache burrowed into her brain like a white-hot rod being pressed into her skull. Jessica rubbed her temples as the pain reached an unbearable pinnacle and then, just as suddenly as it came on, it disappeared.

Jessica's eyes fluttered open, expecting the bright lights of the examination room to hurt but they didn’t. Instead, she felt a kind of calm, serene bliss settled over her like a gentle fog. A smile spread across Jessica’s face for the first time since… well for as long as she could remember.

She was so happy in fact, that she noticed her breasts were starting to tingle and her nipples were growing stiff, but couldn’t be bothered to care. Jessica instead began teasing her nipples through her bra, ignoring the obvious indicator of what change was happening next and instead focusing on how good it felt to touch her sensitive nipples.

Pressure began to build up in her chest, almost like a burp that couldn’t escape. It built and built until it was almost unbearable, it finally shifted into her breasts and made her gasp. Her small boobs began moving, changing slightly. It wasn’t a smooth expansion like her hips, instead her breasts looked like they were bubbling, the fat building and popping inside of her boobs as they grew.

Her panic returned in **** and brushed aside the arousal she was indulging in, sweat beading up on her forehead but before she could have a full breakdown the headache returned. Once again she was doubled over in pain, her hands bracing her forehead as it dug in even deeper this time. Within 10 seconds, the headache was gone and she was able to straighten her back. This time she felt dull, like she couldn’t think properly. Every time she tried to think about something, anything at all, it felt like there was a hurdle she had to overcome to reach it. The only thing she could think about with ease was how good her body felt and that comforted her. Jessica watched her boobs continue to grow, an expression of disbelief and concern on her face which was also flush, red from arousal as her breasts began to grow larger and larger.

BP 6

Jessica’s back began to hurt as the weight increased on her torso, to heavy orbs of fat bubbling larger and larger against the palms of her hands. She tugged her bra off, which had already become inadequate to contain her growing boobs as they spilled over the top. They seemed to have no structure or additional support as they grew, sagging rather unattractively like an old woman, laying flat against her stomach and tugging painfully on her back muscles that were unaccustomed to the weight.

BP 7

Another headache struck but was gone before she could really register that it happened, just a flash of heat through her brain that subsided in less than 2 seconds. Jessica giggled as she looked at herself, “Like, wow… my breas- brea- my boobies are so big!” she said, struggling to remember the proper word for them, the hurdle to that word was practically insurmountable given how horny she was. Jessica couldn’t focus hard enough to say the words breasts or even boobs, words like tits, knockers, melons, boobies, and other similar words came much easier now.

BP 8

She cooed as she touched her breasts, feeling the warmth of her still-growing boobs that hung gently down her torso and now covered her belly button. Jessica hadn’t noticed another change occurring, she was too occupied with her bust to notice that her lips were beginning to change.

Each of her lips were small, unremarkable by most standards but that’s why the b1mb0 pill was created. They began to grow slowly, gently plumping up from thin to plump, perfectly kissable but of course that wasn’t good enough. Jessica’s lips continued to swell, taking on the look of someone who had too much lip filler, going from kissable to overdone. That still wouldn’t be enough as they grew even more, by now they had become so large that she couldn’t close her lips, the bottom one hanging open slightly as their volume kept them apart.

By now, Jessica became aware of the new change. She had been looking down at her breasts, or “big ole melons” as she was now referring to them with giggles. Her lips had grown so large that she could see them puffing up on her face as she looked down. A finger gently rising to her face and touching her plump lips.

She looked up at herself in the mirror, and for the first time in a while was able to break free of the ****'s influence.

“Oh god what have they done to me??” she said out loud, “What have you bathtardth done to me!”

Jessica felt tears forming as she had difficulty speaking, her lips had become so large that she was having difficulties saying the letter “S” and ruining the word bastard as it tumbled from her mouth. She watched her lips stop growing when they reached an absurd size, looking so obscene that they could only be categorized as… she tried to put a word to it but each one had a hurdle she could not overcome.

“Cockpillows,” She whispered with a hint of shame, it was the only word she could find in her jumbled mind that suited her new face.

Jessica was about to cry, her body was no longer recognizable. Her fat ass and thighs pooled out beneath her, making them look twice as big as they actually were. Her tits had stopped growing now and hung down to her waist, almost resting on top of her thighs and completely obscuring her torse. Her face was red from the constate state of panic and arousal but she barely noticed anything but her fat lips, no, cock pillows that dominated her face and were left in a permanent pout with a slight amount of spit covering them like lip gloss. Jessica knew that her mouth had only one use now as even kissing would be impractical, as evidenced by the drool dripping from her open lips.

BP 10

She touched them again, rolling her soft lip between her fingers. Jessica was surprised how sensitive they were and shuddered. She had never been one to enjoy giving a man a blowjob but she knew that she was designed to enjoy it now.

While she was distracted by her lips, she felt an odd sensation in her breasts, she began to plead but once again her lips made her sound funny, “Oh no, not again, pwease I cant handwe it. I don’t wanna have bigger juithy knockerth.”

Lucky for her, Jessica’s boobs were not growing again, at least not usually. She couldn’t explain it but it felt like a cool liquid was flowing into her breasts. Pressure began to build up inside of them, her nipples growing hard and stiff as it began. Her sagging tits began to grow wider, slowly rising up her chest as they began to perk up.

BP 11

“What’th going on?” She pleaded, cupping her breasts. .

As panic began to build alongside her shifting breasts, Jessica was struck by the strongest headache yet. The white-hot pain seemed to lance through her skull, going ear to ear, it was so intense that it seemed to hit her entire nervous system and paralyze her, leaving it incredibly difficult to think or process what was happening.

The pain subsided but the haze it created stayed. Jessica was able to move again but it felt like she was underwater, the hurdles that blocked some words before now blocked off almost every thought possible.

BP 12

Jessica’s hand cupped her breast and squeezed it, the soft fat felt harder as they continued to perk up even high. She felt joy overtake her when she found a thought path that didn’t have a hurdle in front of it, in fact, it was almost too easy to focus on it and that thought was pleasure. Jessica could think so clearly when she touched herself, her nipples gave an electrical pulse to her brain of pure pleasure and she readily stuck her hand between her legs, indulging the only thoughts that didn’t cause her brain to strain itself.

“You girlth are lookin tho thexy.” She said to her jiggling tits in the reflection with a giggle.

1130 Hours - Observation

Most of the transformations have been completed. We plan to allow the subject a moment to herself so we can take more notes on her behavior.

Subject has been complaining of headaches, seemingly rather intense ones that fade quickly.

Observable changes are a larger butt, enhanced breasts, large lips, and longer hair.

1135 Hours - Observation

Subjects breasts have taken on a large and round shape, the formula to produce breasts that look like artificial implants was a success.

1200 Hours - Observation

No new changes have occurred in a significant time, Dr. Johnson is going to enter the room and speak to the subject.