These don't belong on me...

A mysterious icon that was never before on my camera screen is pretty weird. Might as well see what it does. I press the button but nothing happened... until a few seconds passed. My chest seemed to tighten up but not in an uncomfortable way. I couldn't help but stare as my shirt rose up. Eventually my chest felt tight enough and my shirt stopped rising to the point 2 small bumps were poking out right at the very end of my chest.

"Wtf..." what is happening?! I have boobs! big ones! like mom's... Though my shirt still covering my new Double E globes i can feel my shirt rubbing against my nipples, they're so sensitive.

Grabbing my new flesh mounds felt so good, i couldn't help but exhale deeply. They're so soft yet so firm. I feel confused but strangely aroused. My member straining against my shorts.

Knock knock omg... that's mom

I see the door knob turn and quickly jump for the door "Kinda busy mom"
"Oh erm" her voice was a little sheepish
"I'm so sorry" i think she's got the wrong idea, but i have **** to go with it, it's easier to explain than having her tits on me.
"Yea..." i reply
"i'll ask you later baby" she said finding it an appropriate time to excuse herself.

I wait for a few before peeking outside into the corridor. It's hard not to notice my tits press against the door frame. My nipples are very sensitive to touch now.

I make a dash for the bathroom, my boobs jiggling as i run, they were heavy and kinda hurting my back at this point. Locking the door behind me i glance at myself in the mirror. Everything about me is the same except my chest straining against my shirt so much i can see the cleavage from the top of my unbuttoned shirt. I got a good view as i bent over to see.

God they were so sexy...

"oh, i got a pic of mum in her bra when she wanted me to take pics for a magazine" It's true, she wanted to be chosen for a lingerie mag and couldn't afford a professional photographer then so i had to take them. I kept the for keepsakes ;D

I use a cropped picture of her gigantic jugs in a black padded bra. Nothing, no bra appeared around my chest. Weird. I look around a little before i feel a tightening around my Double Es. my tits raised up a little and i could see fabric lines underneath my shirt. The confinement of a bra was easy to tell when i could feel two pads press and raise my boobs.