Ben decides to go all the way

The sensation of power was overwhelming, intoxicating even. Gwen would never buy lingerie from a swap meet, let alone model it for me. Not even for the most twisted prank imaginable. With the sensation of absolute dominance over the world rushing into his head, he made a decision that he would, in fact, take this as far as he could. Which meant that Gwen was going to feel the full extent of his wickedness.

In the brief moments of Gwen showing off how sexy she looked in the lingerie she “bought”, Ben had already decided to take this as far as he could. But first, a little experimentation.

“Hey Gwen, could I ask you a couple of questions?” Gwen looked him in the eyes, face blushing from embarrassment, “Sure, ask away” she said evenly. “Do you like wearing a small bra like that with your huge boobs?” A moment passed, and then another, the two cousins were left staring at each other one in shock and the other in anticipation. Nothing happened during this time.

All of a sudden, Gwen’s hand lashed out and caught Ben square across the face. His head snapped to the side in response. What happened? Did I phrase the question wrong. Questions like those and more flashed through Bens mind, but were quickly wiped away once he looked back at Gwen. Her face was beet red, a furious expression plastered across it. Her hands were at her hips and she was leaning forwards, pushing her face closer to his. All the better really, since it gave him a perfect view of her now gigantic breasts.

They had to be at least an F cups, but were trapped inside of a b cup bra. They spilled over the edges of the lingerie, the poor thing creaking with the strains of containing them. It was only a matter of time before it snapped off of her, and it hardly looked comfortable to wear. Gwen didn’t seem to mind though, she didn’t even try to cover her massive mammaries.

“For your information, yes I do, but I can’t believe you would even think to ask something like that!”, she shouted, “do you have anything to say for yourself?!?”

For the briefest of moments, Ben felt regret for what he did, for the briefest of moments he considered backing off and undoing all of his changes, or at least taking a less directly perverse course of action. If Ben would ever have followed through on such musings though, the world would never know, because in that same instant Gwen’s newly bought, red lingerie bra let out a cracking sound, snapping along her left side. The remains of slid off her lithe form, onto the floor, leaving her huge breasts to hang unsupported in the cool air of the RV.

Gwen stood back up straight, hands moving to cover her exposed nipples, but it was too late, Ben knew what he had to do.