Steal her "beauty"

A twisted grin spread across the witch's face. She let out a soft cackle as she ripped open Vanessa's blouse. Breast flesh leapt forth, barely contained in the sensible bra. Greed dancing in her cruel eyes, the witch reached out for the front clasp. The hooks strained, almost seemed to groan when she began to free them. The earlier tit explosion was nothing compared to the bra giving way.

Vanessa's fat, juicy melons launched out as if shot from a sling. They jiggled and fell to the sides of her slim chest. The witch's eyes grew wide. She'd known that the teen was well endowed. But this, she had enough boob mass to feed her spell twice over. Her wicked smirk bright, the witch rubbed her hands together. "This is the best source I've ever captured!"

Looking at all that tit flesh, she couldn't help herself. Her hands latched onto the massive mounds and began to knead the boobs like huge balls of dough. She pulled and pushed, sank her fingers deep into all that soft, beautiful melons.

It took her over a minute of rough playing before she remembered her goals. "The spell!" She rushed over to her bookshelf. The leather-bound tomb she pulled free looked weathered. Looked as if it had seen centuries pass. With practiced skill, she flipped to the page she wanted. Right hand raised toward the ceiling. She chanted in a forgotten tongue.

A pale blue light washed over the **** girl. It swept up her legs, down her arms. Slowly, it traveled across her face. Always moving toward her breasts. Once the light coalesced on Vanessa's beautiful bounty, it turned darker. A deeper shade of blue.

The witch grinned. "Yes, it is working!" She ran her hands over her face. The wrinkles were receding, liver spots fading away. Left behind was beautiful smooth skin. "I've never felt so good!" She cried.

She ran her hands over her body, laughing in joy. Her joints no longer ached, bones no longer groaned. She was young again.

Then she felt a strange tightness in her chest. She looked down and her breasts pushed hard against her top. She blinked in shock. The spell never worked this way before. She was only supposed to get the girl's youth, beauty. Not her burdens!

When she brought her attention back to Vanessa, she gasped. Every other victim of the spell had withered, turned to a dried husk of themselves. The last had even died from the sudden aging of her heart. But Vanessa was still beautiful. "Wait! Are her breast getting bigger?"

The witch took a half step closer. "No, this can't be!" Vanessa's breasts weren't getting bigger, she was shrinking. She'd already shrank three inches! The girl had to be under 5 foot tall. Yet, her mounds were still as big as ever!

The witch couldn't believe her eyes. "What by the moon is happening!"

Vanessa finally came too. Feeling that her breasts were exposed and that there was a strange woman standing over her, the teen screamed. Fight or flight took over, and she punched the witch in the face. The spell light blinked out as she fell to the floor.

Vanessa leapt to her feet. Her massive teats jumped with her, nearly throwing her back to the ground. She tried to clutch them to hold them in place. But they overflowed her arms more than ever. Too frightened to give it any thought, she looked for a way out.