Expansive Dreams

Tempting as the thought was, Misty couldn't bring herself to order a Pear drink. She was having enough trouble as it was, it wasn't fair for her to make Amanda go through the same thing. She had been helpful so far.

Setting the pamphlet back on the night stand, Misty pulled out the blanket from under her and placed it over her boobs. She REALLY needed to warm up. As she leaned back against the headboard, her thoughts turned to Cecelia. She did seem to know quite a bit about what was going on with her. And she was incredibly beautiful. Perhaps when all this ended, Misty could ask Cecelia out. She just hoped Cecelia liked girls.

Her eyelids began to get heavy, and Misty drifted off to sleep. And as she slept, she began to dream...

In her dream, Misty was indeed on a romantic date with Cecelia. The doctor was wearing a red dress, and Misty was wearing a black one. Misty chest was also it's original size. As they talked, the waitress brought their drinks over to them. Misty drank hers, only to get a familiar taste. Looking down, she gasped as she saw the Milky Delight.

Almost immediately, she felt a heat in her chest. Suddenly, her boobs began to rapidly swell in size. Misty was unable to do anything as the front of her dress exploded, freeing her still swelling breasts. Eventually, Misty's chair collapsed under the weight, and Misty found herself on the floor, pinned under the weight of her bosom.

Eventually, she stopped growing. Her boobs completely covered her legs, and wobbled with every little movement she made. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stand up.

Suddenly, she saw Cecelia at her side. Misty began to cry.

"I'm so sorry for ruining our date, Cecelia!" Misty wailed.

"Don't be." Cecelia said softly. "I couldn't be mad at you. In fact, it just so happens that I have a fetish for gargantuan boobs. If you don't mind keeping these, I'd love to make you my wife."

Tears of sadness turned to tears of joy, as Misty smiled and agreed. The two leaned in for a kiss...

Misty's eyes shot open. Looking around, all she saw was her hotel room. Looking down, she saw her massive bust, still slowing swelling under the blanket.

"Geez, what a dream." She said to herself. Grabbing the sides of her monstrous bust, she sighed. These things were still problematic, and she was hoping things would go back to normal, but if that dream was any indication, was she starting to... like them?

Her thoughts were cut off by her door opening. In walked...