Take the money

It would go against everything she stood for, but she would be a millionaire. Cassandra clicked yes and immediately felt the changes. Her shirt began to grow tight as her breasts grew in size. They graduated to C-cups and went on past D-cups. She was sure her blouse would have torn apart, but it compensated by popping the buttons and refitting itself to her ever-expanding chest.

After what felt like forever, her breasts stopped growing. Cassandra felt her lips tremble as her hands explored her new mammaries. Despite her shirt becoming more accommodating and slutty for her new set, her nipples were poking over the top. No matter how hard she tried to pull her shirt down, her titties wanted to be freed and exposed to the world. She could already feel her back getting sore from carrying this new weight.

Two notifications called for her attention. The first was from her bank informing her of her new reward. The second notification was more worrying.

• Uh-oh! Your answer is causing your IQ to drop. You're losing 2 IQ points for every minute!

No, no, no! It was one thing for her to gain these huge jugs, but no one would ever take her seriously if she were a giggly airhead. There has to be a way to save her mind.

A new question popped up...

• Would you like to spend 1.499.999$ to stop your IQ loss?

Cassandra groaned when she looked at the question. She just got all this money, and now she'll lose just as fast! No, there has to be a way out of this.