Plastic is Fantastic

Before the bars start to fill up on the screen, I feel immense dread at what might be coming. I desperately do not want Itty Bitty to win. That can't happen... Thankfully, it seems that the audience doesn't want to simply humiliate me. I’m glad the audience and I can agree, since Itty Bitty barely gets any votes while the other options keep close, thankfully ending with my favorite on top.

“Alright folks, looks like our lucky guest is getting Enhanced! I’m sure you viewers tomorrow are going to eat it all up! Lets fire up that collar and see how they look!”

Feeling the collar hum, I mildly grimace at the pain in my chest. It feels like my tits are being bleeding on the inside. Watching them balloon out, it quickly becomes clear that my tank top and bra won’t survive, so I quickly pull them down my chest aside to the hollering of the crowd. The weight on my back increasing, I find myself arching my back out as these new melons float in front of me without any support at all. The collar's hum ends, and I have to reach forwards to prove to myself this is real.

Cupping my chest, I squish them against me and feel the flesh expand outwards. This is incredible, I never thought I would experience this. It’s weird having this happen so casually after years of feeling too small. Giving myself a squeeze, I can’t even tell anything in there, they feel just like natural boobs. Only the gravity defying perkiness would give them away. I can’t believe my luck, this is perfect!

“I can see that our star is enjoying them even more than you all are!” Jack calls out, reminding me that I have an audience as I fondle my boobs. Alerted and embarrassed, I move my arms to cover my chest and maintain at least a little modesty. Or at least, that’s what I wanted to do. Instead, my fingers dig into the flesh and I push them together, creating a deep valley of cleavage as my face brightens up into a smile. As the shame in appearing topless in front of everyone hits me, something else hits at the same time. A warmth fills my heart, and I can’t help but clench my thighs together a little. They weren’t lying, this attention is feeling really good.

Flushed from the embarrassment mixed with arousal, I give a little experimental release of my chest. Falling into place with a second of jiggling, my bare chest stands proud in front of and the heat rises even further. It’s at this point I notice that I’ve been arching out my chest towards the audience. Trying to straighten myself out, my back simply refuses to cooperate. Biting my lip, the shame wins out over the arousal and I cover my chest again, and I look to Jack waiting for him to take his turn running the show.

“So Luna, it looks like you were enjoying the spotlight there a little weren’t you! How do you feel about your new boobs?” Jack presents me with the mic.

“I LOVE THEM! Thank you so much! They’re beautiful, I can’t wait to show everyone!” Ok, that was a little more enthusiasm than I meant. I do like them, I love them even, but I guess that was part of the description.

“Glad to hear! How long have you had them anyways, and why did you go so big?”

“I just got them and I couldn’t be happier! The doctor got me a special procedure that had almost no recovery time, it’s fantastic! And I’ve always wanted to have massive boobs like this, they make me feel like the woman I’ve always wished I was! No more boob envy for me!” Oh, interesting. Am I not allowed to say anything about this show?

“Glad to hear it! Now, before you go, I suppose you should probably get a new top to properly hold that rack. Chrissi, could you bring those clothes over?”

“Certainly Jack! And AMAZING tits Luna, we could be breasties!” I cringe a little at the idea of being like Chrissi, and see her approach in her signature saunter with two items in hand, a bra and tanktop. Holding them out to me, I mean to reach for the bra only for my arm to stay slack by my side. Chrissi continues to hold it waiting for me, and I push all my will into moving my arm. It doesn’t budge one bit despite my brain screaming at my muscles. I suppose I should have expected this. Going for the tank top by itself, I struggle out of my existing, now-inadequate top and pull this new one over my boobs.

Looking down at myself, I see that even this large top is stretched a little. Without a bra, my nipples clearly poke through, and I guess I won’t be able to solve this problem. Even just thinking about it though, the idea of others seeing my nipples like this fills me with pride. Reaching for my neckline, I pull it down a little bit until it’s as far down as I can manage, and it’s at this point I realize what I’ve done consciously. Reaching up again, I go to pull it back into a modest position only to find my hand frozen. Like my body telling me that I need to show off. This is so strange, I’ve never had this much disconnect on the control of my body…

“Looks like that fits a lot better. Any last words you’d like to say to the audience before you go home?”

“Uh….” I think to myself a moment. Staring down into my cleavage, I give my chest a little shake and see the flesh bounce back and forth. It keeps bouncing in an almost mesmerizing way, it’s beautiful and I haven’t been this happy about my body since bottom surgery. The way my back is helplessly arching out isn’t the best, but honestly I should be proud of a rack like this.

“No, I think I’m good. I’m just really happy, and glad this is the option I got.”

“Love to hear it! Now I’m sure you’ll be busy doing some shopping for things that will fit, including fixing up that cosplay you have. We’ll let you get right to that! See you tomorrow!”

“Wake up Luna! I was waiting for my hot big titty girlfriend to join me.” Blinking my eyes awake, I feel a soft kiss on my forehead and blankets over me. The blankets are a bit far away, but I quickly remember how I ended up here. Snapping upright quickly, my heavy chest bounces around and tugs my body with it slightly, as I look down bewildered at myself.

Holy shit that was real. It was real!

“Morning love!” I lean in and give Alex a kiss on the lips, and pull her down with me to cuddle in the bed. Close together as I wrap a leg around her, I enjoy sharing this moment with my girlfriend before she pulls back a moment.

“You’re in a good mood! Guess you don’t feel bad from the recovery at all do you? The doctor said you should recover fast, but I didn’t expect this fast.”

Ok, good to know. Apparently I went to the doctor with Alex yesterday, even though I know I didn’t. Maybe the show altered the past? No, that wouldn’t make any sense, I probably just imagined the show since I was so excited about my boobs. Still, it’s weird how I didn’t even remember going to the doctor.

Suddenly, it comes back to me. Talking with Alex about my feeling of inadequacy, her steady support for me, finally getting the courage to find a doctor, Alex holding my hand as I went under anesthesia. Feeling extremely, unbelievably loopy as we leave the doctors, barely able to walk as Alex guides me to the train and holds me the entire way home. It felt like a dream, must have been the **** they put in me. Some hell a **** they used, but I guess that’s how they got all this inside me in one day.

“Yea I feel great!” Standing up from the bed, I walk in front of the full length mirror and inspect myself for the first time while sober. Looking up my legs, I see the thin hips and only slight curve of my ass that’s disappointed me for so long. I know women come in all shapes and sizes, but seeing those hips they’re just too- boyish. Tracing up though, all of that is completely offset by the beautiful, gravity-defying mounts thrusting out from my chest. I light up in a smile and give my chest a little shimmy, watching them wiggle back and forth, feeling the weight I’ve dreamed off pull side to side. I feel myself start to warm up, and reaching to my chest I confirm that my nipples, hardening with excitement, are as sensitive as ever. Giving them a squeeze and looking around for some kind of scar, I’m absolutely impressed by Dr. Jack’s works. They look and feel so real! The perkiness is a dead give-away, but still who doesn’t want perky boobs!

“Look how beautiful these are…” Alex sneaks up behind me, cupping me from behind. I slink backwards, our naked bodies meshed together. Feeling her start to harden against my ass as she gives me a soft squeeze, I close my eyes and enjoy the feelings of her massaging my chest and kissing my neck. I fall back a little more, and we end up back on the bed with me sitting on her lap, rolling myself along her lap as I start to lose myself in the feelings. I can’t handle it any more, so I quickly turn around go in for a deep French kiss.

Locking together, we roll backwards onto the bed, her hands stuck to my chest and mine holding her close as I stroke her dick. Pulling back and looking into her wide, dilated eyes, I give her own boobs a kiss before I slither down her body and give a long lick across her shaft.

“You know…there’s something I’m sure you’d be curious to try…” Alex clearly gets excited at the idea, so I begin to stroke and lick her dick. Alex props herself up against the wall with some pillows, and gives me one to keep my knees from hurting on the hardwood floor. Slobbering on her cock like an eager puppy, I look up to her as she plays with my hair and finally grab the lube from the nightstand and make a show of rubbing it all over my chest as I look into her eyes.

“You excited? I've always wished I could do this for you.” I tease her with a smile.

“You have no idea, they’re beautiful.” Pushing my boobs together, I lower them onto her cock and begin slowly massaging them up and down. With how large Alex is, the tip pokes out with every push down, just enough to get the head through. This is something I thought I’d never do, I feel so proud of my chest now. Looking up, I see Alex just leaning her head back and enjoying it, and I feel good about myself. I’m glad Alex gets to enjoy these, this is practically a gift for both of us. Looking down again and seeing her poke through, I get the idea to tease a little bit more.

Leaning over more, I continue to massage her shaft with my boobs while I reach my tongue down to the valley. The head pokes through, and I give a lick across it and feel Alex twitch at the attention. Smiling, I know I hit the jackpot. With my tongue hanging out, I lick up and down my cleavage, stroking across her head each time and rolling my soft flesh across her. Alex breaths more heavily and starts to squirm. I just close my eyes and put more of my weight onto her legs to hold her still. Hearing her moan and her legs stretch out, pull my head back a moment and keep stroking her head between my boobs.

“That a little too much for you?” I call up to her with a sing-song voice.

“Please…I’m so close.” Her face looks ****, and I go back to my duties to serve my love and attack her dick once more. It doesn’t take very long of teasing and stroking until she finally starts to spurt between my tits. Covering my chest with each rope, I hold her there between my boobs and suck on her head, making her legs twitch as her dick finally starts to soften.

“Did I do good honey?” I crawl up the bed next to her, trailing my boobs against her body, spreading her cum between us and giving her a soft kiss on the lips. Alex kisses back, her breathing beginning to slow her as she looks at me.

“You were the hottest slut ever love.” Melting into another kiss, we lay there in our cuddle for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling of both our large boobs squishing into each other. Giving little kisses across the body and getting lots of pokes in my chest, eventually we get up and decide it’s time to start getting ready for the day. Showering together, Alex helps me clean off the much large area of flesh I haven’t grown used to, and we manage to avoid major distractions for the time being even with all the playful slaps at my boobs she takes. Drying each other off, we go back to our bedroom and get changed before going out for breakfast together.

As I’m trying to dress myself though, I encounter a wear problem. Standing at my dresser in my sweatpants, I open my underwear drawer and see the new, larger bra I had bought in anticipation of my surgery. I look at it, but don’t make any move to grab it. This is…strange. I used to go without a bra sometimes before I had boobs, but going without a bra with these monsters would be ridiculous. Sure they carry their weight like magic, but the jiggling is going to be insane. Still, despite all these thoughts, I just stand there staring unable to move.

“Things ok love?” Alex notices something is wrong, and I continue frowning at the stupid bra.

“I don’t know. I should probably wear a bra right?”

“Well, yea. You’re larger than me now and I’d never dream of going without one.”

“Yea…I don’t know...I think I’ll just put the tank top on.” Closing my drawer after ages of not moving, I decide to push these thoughts to the side for now. This is too weird, having a mental block like that. besides, maybe I should see how it goes first. These are really perky after all, maybe I don’t actually need one.

“If you think you can handle that, I know that would be hell for me. I won’t complain about seeing you jiggle around though.” The idea of that sends a thrill through me. Damn, these things really awakened something in me. I guess that might be what happens when you go from modestly small to having plenty to share. Putting out the tank top, I stretch it over my head and smooth it out over my chest. I probably got a little bit too small, hard to judge without having the tits on you at the moment. They stretch the material out a lot, and I think I can even see a little bit of nipple through the white fabric. It’s kind of embarrassing, but I can probably put a jacket on over it to hide that a bit. A bra would have hid that better, but I guess I won’t be wearing that.

Reaching up, I pull the neckline of my tank down a little bit until the edge is right above my nipples. Wait, why did I do that? This already shows off so much, now I have even more on display as my tits nearly spill out. I should pull this up a little, my tits are huge but that doesn’t mean I need to put them all right out there. Bringing my hand up though, I just hold in place. What aren’t I fixing this!

“Oooh, that’s a hot look.” Alex hugs me from behind and kisses my cheek, snapping me out of my mini crisis. I must be a little bit dazed from all this, it’s a sudden change to my body after all and I was all **** up for it. Grabbing a brown jacket, I leave the front open but decide not to worry myself with my wardrobe issues for now. Taking Alex’s hand, I walk with her out of our apartment, heading down the street to the local café we both love.

By the time I’m on the street, that little scare with dressing is right behind me, and I’m confidently strutting my new chest. Nearly everyone I pass gives a double take, as I walk with my chest thrust out, strutting confidently as they jiggle around, and the two of us wearing bright smiles. The looks on everyone’s faces make me feel so proud I start to heat up a little inside and hold Alex’s hand tighter. Jiggling down the road with each step, relishing in the attention and validation, I know these boobs were absolutely the right call.