Left Door

It felt as if her body dissolved into a mist of nothingness. It was eerie, hovering in mid-air, mind perfectly clear and all-knowing. She was still trying to make sense of her surroundings when she spotted the exact scene pictured in the image just a few feet away and excitedly levitated over there.

Hovering right in front of the young lady carrying the box, she suddenly realized that she knew her name and how she got into this awkward situation.

With bated breath, she watched the story unfold.

"Why the long face, Nami-chan?" asked the busty 20 year old Kumiko, "Anything happened?"

"No, and that's exactly the problem!", sobbed the green-haired girl, "I'm 19 now and… and.."

"Hey, what do you have there, my little devil?"

"Eep! Don't look!" screamed the skinny girl and tried to protect the magazine she was reading with both hands.

"You're looking at hentai? Tut-tut-tut, bad, bad Nami-chan!"

"I just… I wanted to know if men like girls like me. But of course, everyone in that story is busty like you!"

"Awww… Nami-chan, thank you for that!"

"IT WAS NOT A COMPLIMENT! I WANT BIG BREASTS, TOO!" screamed the unlucky young woman and added "I'M 19 AND STILL HAVE NO BOOBS!" and then stormed out of the door.

"Damn, girl! Calm the fuck down!" thought Kumiko as she sat down and started to flip through the pages of the magazine, "Wow, that's hot! Boob Girls Rule? Heh, cute. Where the hell did she find that thing?"

Kumiko started to get concerned as her friend Nami didn't turn up to their regular meet-up the following days.

"Oh Nami-chan, where are you? Still upset about your little boobies?" she thought as she waited for her friend to arrive. But Nami was nowhere to be seen.

A few days later, Kumiko was waiting as usual when suddenly the door opened and a rather disheveled looking Nami entered, carrying a pink box.

"Thank goodness, Nami-chan, there you are! Did you get over your little break-down? And what the hell is THAT thing?"

"Can't you read? I'm doing a fundraiser! I will fix my boob issue once and for all!"

"Wait, are your boobs in there? Is that why your shirt is pushed up all the way? Did you…"

Kumiko examined the box. It said 'titty fundraiser' at the top and there were two round openings that said 'donation slots'.

"A titty fundraiser, huh?" Kumiko giggled and pushed her hand into one of the holes, You're a crazy girl!"

"Eep! Stop that!" complained Nami as she felt Kumiko's fingers on her bare nipple, "It's not for hands! You have to put your naked boobs in there!"

"What? Why?"

"Like it says on the box, it's a fundraiser! You can donate some of your big boobs to me! At least that's what the old woman who sold it told me."

"Wait, you paid money for this thing?"

"Of course! It's magical! It will give me bigger boobs! Now stuff your tits inside, please?"

Kumiko laughed so hard that she almost choked.

"What?" asked Nami indignantly.

"You fool! You believe this stuff? She just took advantage of your insecurities!"

"No, it will work! Come on, put your titties in there, pretty please? You are sooooo big, you can easily give me some of your boob flesh! You won't even realize you have a bit less on top!"

Kumiko rolled her eyes and said, "You really are obsessed, Nami-chan. But OK, if it takes me stuffing my melons in some random box to show you that you have been played, then so be it."

"Thank you!" sighed Nami and positioned the box so her friend could get her breasts in. She watched with bated breath as Kumiko wiggled out of her white shirt and unclasped her big bra, setting her magnificent melons free. The busty young woman let her massive rack dance and jiggle, even groped her own breasts a little and moaned in fake sexual bliss to tease her breast-obsessed friend.

"Stuff them in, Kumiko-chan! Pretty please?"

"Alright, alright," sighed Kumiko and stopped her sexy show, "What I do for little Nami-chan…"

She pushed first one, then the other breast inside the box as deep as they would go and could feel Nami's little nipples pressing against her own inside.

"Feels nice, huh?" she grinned at her friend, the box between them, "Can you feel your boobs growing already?"

Nami shook her head.

"Yeah, thought so. See, it doesn't work. Surprise!"

"M...maybe you put them inside the wrong way?"

"The wrong way?" laughed Kumiko as she pulled out again, "What would be the right way then?"

"Just… just put them inside again, please?"

"Oh god, Nami-chan! What's wrong with you?"

"Please?"

"Alright. Here, see? I put them inside like this…"

She stuffed her big boobs in the box again.

"And then pull them out again, aaaannnnnd…. No change! I can do it again and again, see? It….does…not…work!"

After putting her breasts inside the box ten times or more, Nami finally groaned, "Why do your boobs not work?" just as the door opened and Ren entered.

"Hey, Ren-chan! G…good to see you," stammered Nami as she stared at the massive milkers of their 22 old friend. If Nami was jealous of Kumiko's rack, she was a million times more envious of what Ren had on offer.

"Hey! What the hell are you guys doing? What's that box between you two?"

"Nami-chan is doing a titty fundraiser and believes she can steal my breast flesh so she can grow a bit up there. But - surprise, surprise - it isn't working."

"Really?" giggled Ren, "Are you serious?"

"Yep!" laughed Kumiko, "Wanna have a go? Maybe it works with your melons? Mine were not cooperating so far."

Suddenly, Nami's eyes lit up, "Yes, Ren-chan! Please? Can you put your boobs in there? You are so biiiiggg, you don't need all that, do you?"

"In fact, I would be more than happy to be a bit smaller, yes. But I'm afraid a simple box won't do the trick."

"Oh, it will! Please, Ren-chan, will you do that for me?"

"She won't let off that stupid idea, Ren-chan. Better to go with the flow," smirked Kumiko as she pulled her boobs out of the box again.

Ren sighed, "Alright then," and stripped out of her visibly strained blouse. Nami's eyes grew wide as she saw Ren's tightly packed monsters being released from their confines.

"The box might be a tad small though. Let's see how much I can get inside."

Ren, assisted by Kumiko, began to push her breasts into the holes and kept stuffing as much flesh as she could inside. The box was packed and Nami felt Ren's warm body pressing against her chest inside the box.

"And? Anything?"

Nami shook her head, her eyes filled with tears.

"Maybe we did something wrong?" offered Ren, "Let's try again just to be sure."

She pulled her big breasts out again only to start stuffing them back in. Under Nami's watchful eyes, they repeated the procedure time and again, but nothing happened.

"Do you believe us now, Nami-chan?" asked Kumiko while Ren was pulling out of the box after stuffing them inside so many times she had lost count.

Tears were flowing down Nami's cheeks.

"Stupid, stupid box!" she screamed, "That stupid old lady lied to me!"

Close to a nervous breakdown, Nami angrily ripped the box away from her own chest.

"Oh… my… god!" gasped Kumiko as she watched Nami's breasts suddenly grow in front of her eyes. She stared down to her own chest and saw her boobs slowly disappearing until her former DD were modest little A-cups. Meanwhile, Ren's massive O-cups collapsed onto themselves and dwindled down to almost nothing.

Nami, on the other hand, had grown massively and was staggering and wavering due to the sudden weight increase. Her previously tiny titties had blown through the entire alphabet and were now slapping against her tummy, massive and meaty. Nami beamed ecstatically, chimed, "Thank you so much for your generous donations!" and bowed low, her now massive milkers almost touching the ground and swaying heavily.

Suddenly, a gust of wind grabbed Becca and pulled her back through the door.