Some more customers before the show starts

For the next couple of minutes the two girls were really busy selling stuff to the concert visitors which were slowly coming in. It felt as if the concert would be rather full. Elisabeth didn't find much time to examine guests if the candy had some effect on them. She was pretty sure but the customers were so quickly gone, she couldn't see any new ones.

"Wow," Angourie said as she filled some Fire Starter candy into a little bag and handed it to a young couple. "This Mr B attracts a lot of audience for someone who doesn't do recordings."

"Definitely," Elisabeth said and filled some matcha-dusted popcorn into a bag and handed it to two blonde girls, who thanked her and walked away. There seemed to be a majority of women in attendance, although it seemed some couples were also going to watch the concert. She wondered how many of those boys were just dragged there by their girls.

"Can I have some SweetDolly?" a guy asked and pointed at some candy.

"Sure," Elisabeth said. She mustered him briefly, noticing a girl waiting in the background, who seems to be with the guy. "You looking forward to the concert."

"Totally," the guy said. "Last time it was a banger. Can't wait for this time."

"Oh, you have seen Mr B before?"

"Yeah, was a great concert. The crowd went crazy." Elisabeth handed him the bag and he quickly paid. "Are you gonna listen to the concert later?" he asked her.

"Will see," Elisabeth said. "Depends how quick we're here done."

"Well, if you see me, you can have a SweetDolly from me." He gave her a wink and walked back to the girl, who accompanied him.

"Did that guy just flirt with you while his girl was waiting for him?" Angourie asked as she got some more paper bags from a box below the counter.

"Seems so," Elisabeth said. "Wonder if those SweetDolly have some effect. And he was suspicious vague about this Mr B."

"Well, hope we find the time to listen to him a bit," Angourie said. "Then we can find out." She turned her attention to twin girls. "What can I get for you?"

"We get some sour rings," the first girl said.

"And one Pillow Bomb and one Bolt-On Bomb," the second said.

"Sure," Angourie said and noticed the two Bomb candies were looking identical. "Should I pack them separately?"

"No, not necessary," the first twin said. "We gonna let us surprise who gets which." Her sister laughed and as they headed towards the concert hall, they left a slightly confused Angourie behind.

Now the flow of guests was slowly dying down and the two girls expected the concert to start soon. Finally, the doors to the main concert hall closed and they could hear an announcer inside, followed by cheering ladies.

"Want to quickly wrap up here and see a bit of the concert?" Angourie said as she put some stuff away. Inside the hall, music started to play and even more cheering could be heard.

"Maybe we wait a few minutes?" Elisabeth said and walked around. "I really wonder what those things do? The popcorn clearly turned the girl more towards Afro-American."

"Want me to give you some popcorn?"

"No, no," Elisabeth said. "Maybe some candy. What could go wrong with candy?"

"Sure, which do you want? The lady said we can try out some."

Elisabeth's eyes moved over all the candy, trying to decide. "Give me a Bolt-On Bomb," she then said. "I am curious how it tastes and if it does something."

Angourie handed her friend one of the candies. Elisabeth put it into her mouth and for a moment it felt really sweet. Then she reached a layer below and pure sourness made her do a grimace. Then there was an explosion of flavours, she couldn't identify other than it was intense and made a rush of pleasure go through her body. Then she felt a tensing feeling on her chest and a loud moan escaped.

"Lis?" she then heard Angourie and realized she had sunk to the ground, heavy panting. "You fine? You moaned for minutes and were not answering."

"I ... wow ...," Elisabeth said as she got up.

"Wow indeed," Angourie said and Elisabeth noticed how she was staring on her chest.

"Fuck," she then said as she realized her tits had changed. While earlier the dress was mostly responsible for pushing them into some displayable cleavage, now they were huge, at least for her body. "What happened? Those are like D-cup or so," she said as she reached for her grown tits. The dress seemed to have stretched nicely and showed off the tight and round balls, her tits have become. "Damn, they even feel fake," Elisabeth said as she felt them a bit. "And fuck, this dress makes it not easy to not get hot, it totally rubbing against my nipples."

"Seems we found out what they do," Angourie said. "Well, they do not look too bad on you. Maybe a tiny bit too big? But hopefully, it will wear off, otherwise, you still can call the lady and ask her for advice."

Elisabeth nodded, groping her tits again. She couldn't make sense. Normally she would've freaked out about such a thing, now it was making her hot. She was about to ask if Angourie wanted to try something too when they heard the crowd cheering even louder. Rock music was echoing through the corridor up to their concession stand.