Tell The Truth

With deep breath, you recite the intro to this CHYOA path and explain to Dollie that you are Captain Jane Taylor of the Experimental Earth Space Group, a 20-something woman who has dedicated her life to her career. While that means that you are an excellent physical specimen with a sharp mind, it also means you don’t really have any family or friends… nobody who would, say, notice or care if you went on a dangerous expedition into uncharted space. There were even rumors at the EESG offices that you were a virgin, but there’s no need to listen to gossip.

"Oh!" Dollie's face perks up. "Now that explains why the officers who picked you up said you were in a spaceship. A spaceship captain, wow!" Dollie giggles, clearly impressed by you. "You're going to do very well on Titopia, babe... and I might take you up on that offer to meet up later." She giggles and bites her lip, looking you up and down. "I'm a sucker a for girl with a bigger pair than mine."

Dollie steps closer and places a hand on your shoulder, then, while making direct eye contact with you, lowers down to your small breasts.

"B-bigger?" You ask, your voice suddenly shaking as the young woman touches you. "What do you mean?" You try to act casual but it's not working.

"Mmmhmm. Bigger." Dollie smiles and steps away, making notes on her tablet. Her cheeks and her expansive chest are flush. "Everything will be answered in Orientation, I promise. And then, since you're clearly an important person, you might get a chance to meet with... her majesty." Dollie seems momentarily distracted by this thought, but snaps back to the present. "But we've GOTTA do Processing now! I'm so excited! You're going to be incredible."

This stunning young woman talking you up so much is getting to you, and realize that you're getting aroused. You cross your legs again, reminded of your nudity, but Dollie steps toward you again and gently separates your legs.

"No need for that, babe..." She purrs, caressing your leg. "Just relax and wait here, and it'll all be over soon. Then you'll be one of us."

The way she says "one of us" makes your head tingle and your heart flutter. You're still not sure what it means, but you want to be a part of whatever Dollie is talking about. You want to join Titopia. You even want to get her up on this table and bury your face between her legs, forcing your tongue into her pussy and worshipping her femininity.

You realize you're grabbing your chest and your pussy is soaked... but Dollie is gone. You look around and see her waving at you as she steps through another doorway that appears and disappears in an instant. The room is also filling with pink smoke and you've already breathed in a lot of it. You breathe in more, unable to stop. It smells good, whatever it is.

Is it doing something to you? You feel dizzy. You feel a weight on your chest and a pressure on your hips. Your heart races. You breathe in more. You can't stop. You feel like you _should _stop, but you don't want to. It smells good. It makes you feel good. You start rubbing your pussy, picturing Dollie, picturing her plunging her fingers into your pussy. You feel an orgasm bubbling up, but it just keeps coming. You feel lightheaded and you keep breathing in the pink smoke.

"Dollie..." You moan, picturing the woman's face between your legs in place of your hand. You surprise yourself with the intensity of the fantasy, seeing as how you've never been with a woman, but you can't help it. You picture her eating out your pussy, you raise your fingers to your lips and taste yourself, imagining that you're making out with Dollie. With your other hand your squeeze her enormous breasts, her tits practically exploding into your hands with soft sweet warmth. They feel like they're getting even bigger and it feels so good... It feels so good that you... really feel it.

You open your eyes and see the pink smoke around the room dissipating. Your body is glistening with sweat, your legs spread, with one hand in your mouth and the other hand clutching one of your own enormous breasts. While you were in your fantasy, your breasts grew significantly. You don't even know how to describe the size, they're so far beyond your original tiny pair and anything you had encountered back on Earth. They're even bigger than Dollie's now.

You take one last suck on your fingers before popping them out of your mouth, a line of drool running down your chin and onto your now-expansive cleavage.

"Ummm?" You can't quite think of what to say, but you hear a warm laugh behind you. You turn to see another woman, older than Dollie but wearing the same outfit and with similarly huge breasts, step out of another doorway that appeared out of nowhere in the wall.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" She walks closer and bows for you, showing you her cleavage, then stands back up. Her beautiful dark hair hangs past her shoulders, and she's holding a tablet like Dollie's. "My name is Lelah. I'll be helping you through orientation."

You notice that the doorway Lelah came through has not closed, unlike the ones Dollie used.