Breast Expansion

"...has already begun."

Lois stared blankly at the naked demon...and then she felt the strap of her bra digging painfully into her back. The feverish heat in her body increased, and Lois sucked in air, as her hands shook. The glass tumbled from suddenly nerveless fingers. Faster than she could see, Blaze leaned forward, caught it, and placed the half-empty glass on the table.

The reporter was already shrugging out of her jacket. Dark sweat-stains were visible on her white t-shirt beneath, and Lois peeled it off to stare at her breasts.

Under normal circumstances, Lois Lane was a 32A-cup...and she moved up to a B-cup during the worst bloating of her period. Now, her pale half-teardrops were muffin-topping out of the slim, elegant dark bra. The reporter grunted as she reached behind her, struggling with the band to get it off.

Again, Blaze was faster. A single finger flicked. Lois barely caught a glimpse of the claw-like crimson nail...and the cups fell away from her breasts, which sagged forward. Lois sighed in sudden relief...and then she gaggled at her own breasts. The pink nipples were erect, but the bare palmfuls were swollen...and swelling, the reporter saw. The skin was taut and shiny, sensitive and a bit sore.

"How?" Lois managed to ask. She searched for a word. "My titties."

"Mostly it's fluid. You've probably seen those women who get saline infusions? Causes local tissue to swell. Mostly the same effect, very temporary. In a few hours it'll wear off...for the most part. But the skin will stretch, and the fat cells in the breasts will divide. Repeated doses tend to lead to permanent breast growth. Might also kill a few brain cells, but I doubt you'll miss those."

Lois shook her head. Perhaps it was the fever, but she felt thirsty. Blaze steered a bottle of water into the reporter's hand, and she gripped it and drank greedily, trickles of water flowing out of the corners of her mouth, down to her growing titties.

"Yes, big tits and little brains," Blaze's grin grew a little bigger...a little too inhumanly wide. Like one of the Joker's smiles distorting the pleasant knowing half-smile of the Mona Lisa. "But that's just the beginning. My little **** gives you the full bimbo experience. Are you looking forward to that, Lois?"

The reporter blinked. She wasn't sure how Blaze knew her name. She couldn't remember telling her...but the demon was leaning forward, rubbing her open palms on the reporter's thighs.

"How...big...am I going to get?" Lois said, trying to frame her thoughts coherently.