Time for Changes

(switching's note 1: This is another long chapter. Longer than the previous ones actually. A lot's going to happen in this.)

It had been a week since Sean flushed those Morning After Pills down the toilet and Chloe and Magnus made their love for each other clear. And even though it was just a week, a lot of things happened.

There was an unconventional sense of normalcy that was starting to develop in Sean and Chloe's household.

Sean had offered to let Magnus stayed with them and sleep with Chloe on their bed. When asked why by Magnus and Chloe, Sean responded that they were in love and since he was their best friend and ex-husband, it was his job to make sure they got to spend as much time together as possible. Magnus thanked Sean and Chloe kissed him on the cheek.

When asked where he'd sleep, Sean told them he'd delegate himself to staying in the small spare room.

Since then, Magnus had indeed taken Sean's place in the bed with Chloe. The two would fuck before sleeping and would fuck before leaving bed the next morning. Magnus was better than Sean at fulfilling Chloe's sexual needs and had always left her satisfied. On his end, Magnus was getting really comfortable living in their flat.

Not that Sean minded. He wanted and liked it when his best friend and ex-wife were having fun.

However all this sexual activity between the two had left Chloe too sore and too exhausted to cater to Sean's needs and she stopped having sex with him entirely. That was an excuse that Sean immediately called bullshit on. "Too sore and too exhausted yet you keep fucking him whenever and wherever you want!"

That was true. Just as how Magnus had gotten comfortable living with them, both Chloe and Magnus had gotten comfortable having sex with each whenever and wherever in the flat they felt like it. On the couch, in the kitchen, on the floor, on the table, in the bathroom, anywhere they were inclined to.

Now Chloe was so not in the mood for this. The conversation took place in their room while Chloe stood before a full length mirror. She was brushing her long beautiful hair. It had grown long enough to reach the back of her knees. She grew it at the urging of a friend but she kept it looking good for Magnus. Magnus loved her hair and showered her with praise and compliments for it. He even encouraged her on to keep growing her hair longer.

Sean would occasionally compliment her hair but they were far and in between and felt half-hearted.

Now if there was ever one thing Chloe could definitely not be bothered with while she was tending to her hair and that an argument. And Sean knew that full well. So right now, she was less than pleased.

"Allright, fine! You really want to know the pure and simple truth of it?" Chloe asked and Sean nodded while crossing his arms. Chloe answered without having to stop her brushing, "I don't want to fuck you, Sean, because I don't want you cumming inside me. When I get pregnant, I don't want there to be any room for doubt on who did it. I want to be 100% sure of who the father of my baby is. I would rather not spend nine whole months wondering on whose DNA is actually growing inside me!"

"That's a good point but it's still unfair, Chloe. If you really want there to be no doubts, that's fine. But that doesn't have to mean I can't have intercourse with you anymore. I can still wear a condom!"

"Sean, I happen to be enjoying my skin-to-skin with Magnus so much right now and I really don't want the synthetic feeling of a condom rubbing against my vagina. I'm trying to have his baby so please, please, just get off my back about this. It's only for now so please just be patient. I promise you I will have sex with you after I've confirmed my pregnancy. It may not be for at least a few more weeks."

"A few weeks?" Sean said a little outraged.

Chloe looked at him deadpanned, "You deprived me of sex for a month while edging me on. Deal with it, buddy. But if you really can't wait that long, then perhaps you should go get a vasectomy!"

"A vasectomy?"

That little tidbit was sarcasm on Chloe's part. But right now, she was not in the mood to clarify it to him in case he thought she was being serious. "Sean, could you please just leave the room? I'm working my hair here."

Sean rolled his eyes and turned to Magnus for some kind of support. Magnus just gave him a shrug. Magnus knew better than to mess with Chloe while she was doing her hair. Sean sighed in relent, "Fine, I'll settle for handjobs and blowjobs."

Chloe wagged a finger at him, "Oh no! No, no, no!"

"What? Why not?"

"Consider it as a little payback for edging me on for a month, Sean." She winked at him. She really didn't hold it against him but she did find it fun to tease him. She followed up by kissing Sean on the cheek. "Don't worry. You'll get that all back once I know I'm pregnant with Magnus's baby. You can get out now, sweetheart." She said oh-so sweetly.

Sean saw Magnus sending him an apologetic look. He probably shouldn't have argued with Chloe while she was doing her hair. But not long after Sean left the room, he heard the sounds of Chloe and Magnus going at it again. Sean sighed. A few weeks with no sex whatsoever. Oh well, he shrugged, it's not as if he hadn't gone celibate for an extended period of time before.

That was how things were developing in their flat.

Another thing that Sean noticed were all the food Chloe bought solely for herself. Some chicken, some apples and cherry, an assortment of vegetables, spices, nuts, herbs and tea leaves. Including plants that he wasn't quite familiar with or even knew existed. Chloe had made it painstakingly clear that it was for her consumption only.

And to add to that, just yesterday, she had bought five new baggy coats that were clearly too big for her.

And what did she say was her reason for all this when Sean asked? Well it was all because she wanted to. Sean just rolled his eyes and let his wife be. He was sure she knew what she was doing.

Now Sean was off to work. Just as he was leaving, he caught site of what was slowly becoming a daily occurrence. A naked Magnus was silently gasping as he sat on the couch with an equally naked Chloe kneeling between his thighs and sucking away at his dick. She was bobbing up and down his long, thick shaft. Moments like these really made Sean jealous of Magnus. His best friend could last for minutes while experiencing Chloe's awesome blowjobs. While he was lucky enough to last a minute.

Sean then left. There was no need to say goodbye anymore and no need to interrupt the two lovebirds.

Minutes after Sean left, Magnus had just about all that he could take and exploded in Chloe's mouth. Chloe didn't swallow just yet. When she saw that Magnus was looking at her, she carefully opened her mouth and showed Magnus all the cum he ejaculated inside before swallowing it. It was always hot to see Chloe do that.

That week had not been an idle one for any of them. Sean was busy with work. In fact, he had been very busy with work for the past several weeks. On the other hand, Chloe and Magnus had busy planning their wedding and one other thing that week.

The whole week they joggled work and planning out their wedding. When it came to finding an official Wedding Planner, they looked no further than one of Chloe's closest friends, Larissa, who just so happened to be one. For a caterer, well Magnus had a friend named Tim who has a restaurant that's been thriving for the past few years and had grown big enough to cater a wedding.

The place where the wedding and the reception would take place was also decided. The total number of guests would be fifty and would composed of family, friends, co-workers and two individuals whose names Magnus wouldn't give just yet. But he stressed they were important and had to be invited.

Furthermore they finalized who their Best Man and Maid of Honor will be and the number of groomsmen and bridesmaids. Sean would be the Best Man and would walk Chloe down the aisle. Chloe's Maid of Honor would be her best friend Bailey. They would each have four groomsmen and four bridesmaids, all composed of their closest friends and Magnus's younger sister Anna.

Finally they reached the most important question. When would the wedding take place? With Chloe expecting to get pregnant, she didn't want her wedding to take place when her baby bump was even the least bit showing. Perhaps she was being a bit vain but she wanted her wedding dress to hug her fit body.

In the end, it was decided that the wedding would take place in three months. Not enough time for her pregnancy to start showing and still enough time notice for their guest to get ready.

Now it was time for them to start with getting Chloe's breasts bigger. All the stuff they bought from the food to the oversized baggy coats were for this very purpose. The coats would conceal her development because they wanted to keep it a secret from Sean as long as they could. It helped that they also planned to move to Magnus's house at some point. The food plus some cream would increase Chloe's breast size the natural way.

At breakfast, Chloe ate her chicken, apples and cucumbers.

After that, Magnus and Chloe took a bath together. There was no sex, not this time. They washed up, dried themselves but stayed naked. They weren't going anywhere and they had no guests coming. And with Sean gone, it was just him and her.

Chloe readied the cream that Magnus would apply to her breasts. Magnus sat naked on their bed and Chloe between his thighs with her back to him. She rested against him and got comfortable. Magnus spread the cream on the palms of his hands and got to work. He rubbed the cream all over Chloe's small breasts and soon started massaging them.

As Chloe would release gasps and sighs of delight and content, Magnus thought back to how this all started.

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FLASHBACK

Three days after it was agreed by all three of them that Chloe would have Magnus's baby, the two were once again in the throes of sex.

They were on bed. Magnus was on his knees, fucking Chloe doggy-style. He was pounding away at her pussy. He was fucking Chloe so hard that her arms had collapsed. Her upper body fell to the bed while her ass was still up in the air. Magnus took this as an opportunity to give her lovely ass some slaps. Magnus happily took in the sounds of the slaps and the sounds Chloe's grunts and screams.

Then Magnus suddenly grabbed her hair firmly in one hand and forcefully yanked her up with it. Chloe yelped in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He pulled her hair again and pulled her closer to him. Her back touched the skin of his chest. He released her hair from his grip and his hands went straight for her small breasts.

Soon the sexual stimulations had gone their job and the couple both came together in a furious climax.

In the blissful aftermath, Chloe and Magnus laid together in bed. The former snuggled tenderly cozily within the latter's arms. It came as no surprise to Chloe that Magnus's hands found their way to her tits again. It brought back memories from day prior. Memories regarding getting her breasts bigger.

"What's wrong, Chloe?" Magnus asked with genuine concern, seeing Chloe not reacting at all to him toying with her boobs. "Don't tell me I'm not squeezing them hard enough." He asked with a cheeky grin. Chloe was slowly starting to get use to how rough he handled her breasts.

"No, it's not that. I've gotten used to your tough handling of my tits. If just ever so slightly." Chloe smiled at him. Her hands reached up and held his hands as they did their work on her tits and nipples.

The smile made Magnus feel at ease but he could still tell something was bothering Chloe, "But there's something on your mind, isn't there? Please tell me."

Chloe laughed nervously, "No, it's... it's silly."

"Oh I'll be the judge of that." Magnus smiled soothingly at her. Magnus stopped caressing her breasts and wrapped an arm around his love, "Now why don't you tell me what's on your mind?"

"My boobs are small." She commented neutrally. But Magnus stayed silent, not quite getting where this is leading to. "Magnus, I know you like big breasts."

"Damn right." He said instantly. He then realized he probably should not have answered so quickly.

Chloe sensed that Magnus was feeling silly with himself and made to clear it up. She cupped his face, "It's okay, my love. I'm not offended."

Magnus sighed a smile. "So what brought this about?"

Chloe wasn't going to be the one to bring up Sean in this. "I know you like big boobs... so I was thinking... maybe I should get them bigger... for you."

"Chloe, no! I would never ask you to do that! You're fine the way you are. Big or small, you are beautiful."

Chloe smiled and gave Magnus a kiss, "I know you'd say that and I love you and Sean for it. Being told that I am good enough as is and hearing it from either of you means so much to me."

"I'm sensing a 'but' here."

"Magnus, I want to do this for you. I love you and I want to give you something to prove my love."

"Chloe, I love you too," He kissed her, "but you're already giving me something to prove that." Magnus's hand landed Chloe's flat and toned belly.

Chloe smiled and placed her hand over Magnus's hand on her stomach. "I know but..." Chloe sighed, "I want to give you more. I know you like them big so I want to make them big for you. To be clear, I'm not doing this based on some assumptive thought that deep down you want this. I am doing this because I want this. I want the birth of our baby and the enlargement of my breasts to be two separate gifts for you. Two separate gifts that'll make you happy for two different reasons."

And she said in a pleading voice, "Please let me do this for you. Let me add two to your happiness."

"You've already made me happy. You don't have to do this." Magnus said kindly.

"Hearing you say that only makes me what to do it even more." She chuckled.

Magnus eyes shifted away from Chloe and looked around in thought. Afterwards, his eyes turned back to her and asked, "Chloe, did Sean put you up to this?" Magnus asked to be clear on who really wanted this.

Chloe giggled, "Sean? Well Sean, he...," Sean wanted Chloe to give Magnus something she would never give him, "no, no, this wasn't Sean's idea." Technically the truth. Sean's suggestion was adding another woman into the mix and allowing Magnus to fuck her. Getting bigger boobs was something Chloe had brought up herself during that conversation.

Chloe smiled deviously at him and cupped his chin, "But it would definitely make him so jealous if I did this." She winked at Magnus before resting her head on his shoulders, "Sean's never asked me to grow my boobs. But I know for a fact from his porn history that he likes them big too." She laughed at that and Magnus joined her. Oh the men in her life.

When their laughter ended, she said dearly to him, "You and he are similar that way. Happy, content and accepting of the way I am. I never, not once, ever considered growing my boobs for him. But for you," She took her head off his shoulder and looked at him in the eyes, "I considered it and I am willing to do it. I know it's going to make you happy and I know it's going to make Sean so jealous."

Magnus knew Chloe and Sean well enough to know that the former wasn't doing this to be wholly mean and the latter would definitely get his rocks off from it. And to be honest, Magnus felt flattered. He could have honestly gone on to know and live with Chloe till the day he died without her ever needing to grow her breasts bigger. But Chloe was willing to make changes her body for him. All to make him happy.

And it was already making him happy... just as she intended. Not only that but Magnus's ego had gotten a giant boost. Knowing that Chloe was willing to do this for him and not Sean had his pride on the steep rise as did his love for her. And yes, making Sean a little jealous does sound fun and he laughed mentally. Magnus was getting more on board with this.

"Yeah, you doing this for me is no doubt going to make Sean jealous." Magnus said with an excited grin. But then he grew serious and asked, "But are you sure? I imagine it's going to be permanent unless you get them surgically reduced."

"I am. What about you? Do you want this?" Chloe asked. If Magnus didn't want her to get her boobs increased in sized, then Chloe would respect that.

"Well I mean sure. I would have never asked you to do this. But now that you want it, I want it to. I'd liked for you to grow your boobs." His lips formed a silly smile. But again he grew serious, "But I don't know. Maybe I'm wrong but I've got the strong feeling you don't want plastic implants stuffed into your breasts. Quite frankly, I don't want that either. I want you all natural, not walking around with fake tits."

"You're not wrong. Breast implants and fake tits are a big NO-NO," Chloe smiled at him, happy that he knew her well enough and that he agreed with her on that regard.

"There's also the fact of you being pregnant sometime soon. Aren't your breasts are just going to grow big anyway?"

"Well there is that. But that is a like a nine month long process. More importantly, it's something that's meant to happen anyway thanks to pregnancy. Like I said, I want the two to be separate. Sean knows you and I are having our first baby together. So my breasts changing in size thanks to my pregnancy isn't going to mean much to him. He'll just think it's part of being pregnant." Chloe shook her head with her eyes closed.

Chloe remembered when she told Sean that Magnus had gotten her laser hair treatment to permanently remove the annoyances that were her pubic and armpit hair. Sean didn't react that much. Chloe had already been removing her unwanted hair for years. So Chloe getting laser hair treatment to permanently solve the problem of her annoying, unwanted hair wasn't all that big of a deal to Sean.

She opened her eyes and continued, "No, I want him to know, clear as day, that I made permanent changes my body for you. That I made my breasts bigger. Just. For. You." She said the last three words while poking his nose.

Then Chloe shrugged, "Besides, breasts growth due to pregnancy can be temporary sometimes. Once the baby gets old enough and stops drinking my milk, my breasts could deflate back to their previous flat size."

Magnus shrugged too. He couldn't find an argument to any of them. Either because he couldn't think of any or because he doesn't want to think of any. Magnus sighed. If this is what Chloe really wanted to do and she wanted to do it for him, then Magnus would at least make sure it was done safely.

"Allright. I'm on board. But how do we go about it? No plastic implants, no fake tits. That was made pretty damn clear." Magnus stroke his chin in thought.

Chloe agreed. Figuring out how to grow her breasts without plastic would be a challenge. They spent time researching on the internet for alternatives to plastic implants.

Fat transplants were a no since fat could only be taken from the same patient and Chloe had no extra fat to spare.

They found other alternatives such as food, creams, massages, exercise and yoga. Some seemed like good alternatives. The exercises Chloe could very well do. The food wasn't bad either. But ultimately, they considered all of it to be no good. Visible results took too long. Not to mention, blindly trusting information on the internet was not a good idea. It could either be all a sham or neglects to mention adverse side effects.

They immediately concluded they needed a doctor's expertise for this. Luckily for them, Magnus knew a highly qualified doctor through his older sister Ingrid. Magnus made a call to Ingrid to ask for that doctor's number. Magnus had apparently called Ingrid while she was having sex. Eager to get rid of him, Ingrid gave him the number quickly.

Afterwards, Magnus called the doctor's clinic and was able to arrange an appointment. Now he and Chloe were scheduled to meet the doctor in three days.

Three days later, they met with the doctor. Dr. Richelle Alas was short and petite woman, just 4'9" in height. According to Ingrid, she was of Philippine ancestry. But Ingrid never told Sean just how old Dr. Richelle was. So he assumed she was somewhere in her 30s.

But one thing both Chloe and Magnus noted about her was her sizably stacked she was. Her chest was pretty big for someone of her physique.

They told the Dr. Richelle what Chloe's intentions were. In turn, Dr. Richelle told them that the food and the creams they found would work and were given the green light by the doctor for Chloe to eat and use them to grow her breasts. But true to what they already knew, the visible results would take too long.

So Dr. Richelle offered a special medicine that would enhance the effects of the food and creams and accelerate the growth. It would also make Chloe’s nipples more sensitive. The special medicine was a liquid that came in small bottles.

When asked by Magnus how the medicine worked, Richelle began explaining but was stopped by Magnus five minutes into the explanation when neither he nor Chloe could keep up with her.

Chloe then asked why such a **** wasn't so readily available to the public.

The good doctor gave them a few reasons. "Well for one, the **** has to be injected directly into the breasts via the nipples. The needles are thin but long, designed and intended to leave an easily healed wound. But most people are adverse to needles." Chloe and Magnus shrugged. They couldn't really argue with that. But it didn't deter Chloe. The pain would be temporary but the gains would last a long time.

The doctor continued, "Now I want to be very clear with you. Once the **** are injected into her breasts, you must absolutely go through with your plans. If you don't, well let's just say your breasts are going to feel like they're on fire soon enough. That there is another reason why. Sometimes people lacked the discipline or the dedication needed to finish what they sat out to do."

However Chloe made it clear to Dr. Richelle that she was committed to this and didn't have to worry about that.

Richelle sat back, relaxed into her chair and accepted Chloe's words. "Now all that's left is for you two to decide how big you want them." The doctor told them. "One bottle per breast, one bottle is one cup size and each bottle has to be paid for. And now I'm about to show you the number one reason why this isn't available to the public."

The doctor gave them the price of one bottle. It was ridiculously high that the average person would never consider buying it. It even made Magnus feel nauseous.

Luckily for them, doctor revealed that a debt was owed to Magnus's parents. The doctor was a personal friend of Ingrid's. Years ago, Ingrid had asked her parents, on behalf of the at-the-time would-be medical student, to fund her friend's medical school. So they did. Now this was the doctor's way of repaying that kindness. Talk about convenience but Chloe and Magnus saw it as a sign that their plans weren't a bad idea.

"So how many do you want?" the doctor asked.

Chloe and Magnus had already decided how big Chloe's should get days ago. "We want eight!" They said excitedly in unison. When they realized what they've just did, they looked at each other and smiled. "Is that allright?" asked Magnus.

"More than allright. So do you want them injected now or-"

"Now!" Chloe said excitedly. "Now would be good!"

The doctor ordered a nurse to go and retrieve the medicine for her. She reminded the nurse of what kind of medicine she was getting and she needed to be quick with them.

While they waited, Magnus couldn't help but inquire, "Doc, I'm just going to level with you here. How sure are you that all this is going to work?"

Dr. Richelle sighed, "I don't usually do this. But if you want proof, I'll show you." She proceeded to remove her white doctor's coat. Then her top followed by her bra.

The doctor's bare breasts were clear and plain for Chloe and Magnus to see. They were large, round and somewhat veiny. They were mostly firm with a little bit of sag. Her areolas were wide and her nipples were thick. She placed her knuckles on her wait and said, "It all works because I tried them myself. I was flatchested before, smaller than an A-cup. But now... well, you can see for yourselves that that's no longer the case. You can feel them if you don't believe me."

Chloe and Magnus looked at each other first and nodded. Their hands reached for the doctor's large lady lumps. Were they F-cups, G-cups, H-cups? Magnus and Chloe weren't quite sure. But right now, neither of them cared.

They were soft. They were bouncy. They allowed their hands to melt into them. They. Were. Real! The couple couldn't help but be amazed and entranced by the doctor's beautiful bosoms. It started out as a simple touch and examination but it subconsciously and gradually turned into full-on playing. They fondled and squeezed, they rubbed and caressed. And soon to their delighted surprise, the doctor's terrific tits were leaking milk.

For her part, Dr. Richelle didn't seem to mind. She was proud her tits. She had worked hard to get them that big. With the special medicine of course. But overall, it got the point across to her patients. She had suppressed the urge to moan in delight at their touch though. They were good with their hands.

A few minutes later, the nurse came back. Chloe and Magnus instantly pulled their hands away in embarrassment. The nurse couldn't help but stare at Dr. Richelle's marvelous mounds. But she stared too long and the doctor had to fake a cough to get the nurse to snap out of it.

The nurse handed Dr. Richelle a plastic zip-lock bag containing eight bottles of the special medicine. The medicine was cold as they had just came out of a refrigerator. Chloe and Magnus noted the frost on the glass bottles and the cold mist that seemed to steam off the plastic zip-lock.

"We need to be quick," she said. She basically jumped from her seat, causing her juicy boobs to bounce. She didn't even put her top back on, "We need to be quick. These **** are temperature sensitive and will easily **** if they start warming up even by a few degrees. And the process of injection is slow enough." Yet another reason why this wasn't sold to the public. "Quick, take off your top and bra and seat on the examination." The doctor ordered.

While Chloe did as told, the doctor got her necessary medical equipment ready as well as her gloves and surgical mask. She took two big syringes and handed one to the nurse. They each filled their respective syringes with the contents of four bottles. The two injections were soon ready and the doctor prepped Chloe's breasts.

Magnus held Chloe's hand in support and Chloe closed her eyes, unable to watch.

The doctor was about to start when {Magnus} asked, “Wait! I probably should have asked this earlier but why aren’t you going to use some anesthesia?”

Dr. Richelle replied with contained annoyance in her voice, “Because applying them and waiting for them to work takes too much time.”

The doctor then slowly and steadily inserted the full length of the first syringe's needle square into the middle of Chloe's left nipple. Chloe felt the pain of having a needle slowly pierce the sensitive flesh of her nipple and bury itself wholly deep within her breast. Then she felt the cold liquid being poured inside. It was very cold and for good reason.

Like the doctor said, the medicine was temperature sensitive so it was stored just above freezing and the process of inject was slow. The cold feeling spread across her left breast just as slowly and even reached her left underarm.

Her face couldn't help but flinch. She gasped in pain and held Magnus's hand tighter.

Once Dr. Richelle had inject all the medicine into Chloe's left breast, she quickly pulled the needle out. A minute drop of blood followed it out. But the nurse was standing at the ready and quickly covered Chloe's left nipple with a big band-aid that came with an antibacterial gel.

Then the busty doctor repeated the whole process on Chloe's right nipple. By the end of the procedure, both of Chloe's breasts felt like they've been stuffed in the freezer. Her nipples weren't spare from the cold feeling and were stiff and aching.

But the doctor said it would pass in a few hours. She sat back down her chair and informed her patients that a maximum of two week or even less would be needed to see visible results. Chloe and Magnus were good with those two weeks.

Just when Dr. Richelle thought they were just about done, she was asked shyly and hesitantly by her patients if they could touch her breasts again. Dr. Richelle rolled her eyes with a happy smile. Any other person and she would tell them a flat no. But this was her friend's little brother and his fiancée. For her part, Dr. Richelle did admit to herself that she enjoyed their touch on her breasts. So she decided she would let them. But first she made them promise first not to tell anyone.

She mouthed to her nurse to cancel all her remaining appointments for that day and just re-schedule them. She just knew that this was going to be a while. The nurse nodded and left.

Dr. Richelle stood from her chair and walked over to her patients. Their hands were all over her breasts again. When her breasts started leaking again, she told them, "You can suck on them if you want." This caused the couple looked at her a little bewildered, no quite sure if she was joking or not. "Go right ahead. Enjoy my mother's milk."

Honestly, they were fine with just touching her breasts. But they weren't about to pass up now on sucking on them especially when they were freely offered.

The short doctor smile in joy when her patients got on their knees to be level with her nipples. Both Magnus and Chloe were literally an a few inches away from her delicious nipples that were just begging to be taken into their mouths. They gulped hungrily before opening their mouths. Dr. Richelle held back a shutter when she felt them take her nipples into their warm, wet mouths and started sucking. Dr. Richelle exhaled in pleasure. She tenderly patted and rubbed the tops of their heads. She gently ran her fingers through their hair. And she relaxed into their suckling and drinking her breast milk. She just knew they were enjoying the taste.

Dr. Richelle smiled as she couldn't wait to rub this in Ingrid's face.

END FLASHBACK

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Yesterday they left the doctor's clinic. Magnus could only hope Dr. Richelle would tell Ingrid. Today was the first day of growing Chloe's breasts.

Their goal was to grow Chloe's cute and modest B-cup breasts to amazing and eye-catching F-cups.

Magnus kept on massaging Chloe's breasts and enjoyed hearing her soft gasps and moans. Chloe looked back at Magnus with relaxed eyes. The two smiled at each other before Chloe turning her sight away. She let out a soft, happy moan, “Oh yes, Magnus. That’s it. You’re making this really enjoyable. Massage those tiny tits of mine. Help them grow. ”

Magnus responded by continuing the massage and by planting several kisses on Chloe’s neck. He also noted the Chloe’s nipples felt bigger than before and harder than usual.

They would be kept secret from Sean for as long as they could keep it secret.

They couldn't wait to see the look on Sean's face when he sees Chloe's F-cup breasts give their first ever titjob to Magnus. He would be in for such a shock at seeing his once small breasted wife now have quite the bust.

And as Magnus and Chloe happily went on with the massage, they couldn't help but drift their thoughts to Sean. They wondered what he was doing right at that moment.

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Sean was at his desk reading some reports and checking out numbers. Everything seemed to be in order as everything had to be in order. He had noticed that in the previous weeks his workload had increased as well as gotten a little more complicated. Things were hard at work and this has caused him to spend more hours at work than at home. The worst part of all it was he didn't get to know if the work he had put in had turned out for the best or crash landed in failure. Work was feeling tense but he kept this to himself as he didn't want to worry Chloe about it.

But luckily for him, Magnus's return to their lives had brought a sense of relief. While he kept his work secret from Chloe, Magnus was told of it and like a good friend, Magnus listened and sympathized. Magnus encouraged Sean to keep doing his best. It was words that Sean really need from the start of it. But that was then and there wasn't much he could about that unless he had a time machine.

Even more of a relief is that the past few days, things were slowly calming down. The work was lessening and Thank God for that.

"Mr. Faulkner," Sean heard an employee of his call his name and knocked on the open door of his office, "Sir, you're being called to the conference room."

"Huh, I don't remember there being a meeting today." He said a little worried. Sean might be the branch manager but he still had bosses that might not appreciate being kept waiting. Not to mention he had no idea what this was about. So if he had a report to do, then he was going to be in deep shit.

"Mr. Vonvogel and Ms. De la Pluma are here to see you, Mr. Faulkner. They're currently waiting for you at Conference Room 3." the employee said with a hint of fear in his voice.

The pupils in Sean's eyes dilated and he gulped in fear. Conference Room 3 was hardly used and when it was, it was usually reserved for occasions dealing with higher ranking employees. Even worst that it was both Mr. Vonvogel and Ms. De la Pluma who were waiting for him. He kept himself composed and stood from his chair. "That would be all, Kyle. Thank you."

The younger man, Kyle, quickly left with a nervous nod of his head.

Sean then wasted no more time. He closed and locked the door to his office and ran to Conference Room 3. Upon entering and at first glance, there seemed to be no one present. Just a pristine white table medium in length that was meant to cater to a few people with the good number of chairs to match. There seemed to be no one. It both relieved and baffled Sean.

Was he being pranked? If he was, then someone was going to get a good yelling at.

But then his eyes caught two figures at the farthest end of the room. It was a man and a woman. They had their backs to him as they were facing out the window, looking at the view of the city.

The man did not look back when he addressed Sean in a soft and calm yet still audible and threatening voice, "I had you called five minutes ago, Mr. Faulkner." He turned but not to look at Sean.

The man turned to look at the wall clock. "It's six minutes now. Tell me, did Mr. Greenwood slack off on the way to pass our message or perhaps you took your sweet time getting here."

"Mr. Vonvogel, Ms. De la Pluma, I-"

"Seat," he commanded neutrally but his eyes felt like drills to Sean. The woman had also turned and Sean felt two more eyes drilling into him.

Sean instantly sat on the nearest chair. For a man in the position of work like Sean was, getting a visit from these two usually meant one of two things. Most of them time, it wasn't good. But Sean needed to steel himself now. If worst comes to worst, he could still keep their respect and leave with his head held up.

Francis Karl Vonvogel and Alana De la Pluma had both foregone wearing a business attire and settled for more simple clothes. Such as the collared shirt and black slacks that Karl wore or the pink sleeveless blouse with a matching knee-length skirt and heels that Alana was dressed in.

These two individuals were known for being the wealthiest, the most powerful and the most influential people in the city. They owned several businesses either on their own or jointly. Not to mention they were associated with a lot various of businesses whether in the city or elsewhere.

Rumor had it that they even earned money even as they slept.

But the more interesting gossip lay in the rumors that they were involved in less than legal activities. But no one has done anything about it because no one could prove it. And maybe also because all of the city's law enforcement, from the police to the lawyers and judges, and even several politicians were also rumored to be in their pockets.

In fact, one could say that a lot of people were directly or indirectly in their pockets. Including Sean and Magnus's late parents.

But most importantly, Karl and Alana were Sean's top bosses. The bosses of Sean's boss's boss. To say that Sean was nervous and intimidated was an understatement. But Sean would look at his bosses straight in their eyes. Wait, whose eyes was he supposed to look straight into? There were two of them!

Karl had blonde hair that was moderately long by men's standards. But it was styled in a way that still looked appropriate for a man of his stature. His blue eyes were calculating and highly observant. Even though he was 53 years old, he looked to be about ten years younger. Probably due to his healthy eating and his routine exercises.

Then there was Alana. She was the same age as Karl. But even at 53, she was still a beauty who also looked younger than she actually was. Again probably due to a healthy lifestyle and exercise. She had short black hair and an attractive bust. She had an olive skin tone and was slender and sexy to behold. Her eyes were as black as her hair and the way they looked at him made Sean very uncomfortable.

Age was still present on them. But not as much as most people would come to expect from individuals their age.

"You know we don't like being kept waiting, Mr. Faulkner." Karl said as he and Alana both took seats across from Sean. "But let's put that aside now." And Sean signed in relief within his mind. Karl continued, "Sean, as you may be well aware, in the last couple of weeks your workload has increased in quantity and difficulty."

"That is true, Sir."

Karl looked at his wrist watch and said, "Right on time." and on cue, the doors to the conference room opened and came in three individuals. All of whom were dressed in black.

One was a tall blonde woman who gave off the aura of someone who was physically strong and capable. Sean assumed she was probably a guard.

The other was a chef dressed in a sleeveless chef's uniform. She was Japanese and was on the shorter, slimmer side. On her hand was an elegant platter that radiated an enticing aroma.

The third was Italian woman whose height was somewhere between the other two women. She brought with her a single wine glass and a bucket that contained a bottle of wine and ice.

At first, Sean thought Karl and Alana were going to eat in front of him to probably rob it in his face. But he was surprised when the Japanese chef placed the platter before him on the table. It was a wonderful looking dish. A dish he was very certain was not cheap to buy. The Italian woman had carefully placed the wine glass down near Sean. With expertise and class, she opened the wine bottle and poured Sean's wine glass to full capacity. Sean's mouth watered from the sight. He was now hungry.

"That steak right there is made from Grade A Wagyu Beef from Japan. Made by a Michelin Star chef under my direct employ." Said Karl in an almost bragging tone.

"The wine is from Italy, purchase by the wine expert who is under my direct employ." Said Alana in the same tone. "It is about 30 years old much like you, Sean."

"Bought, cooked and poured just for you. Eat up and drink, young man. Eat and drink while the steak's still warm and while the wine's still cold. With that's about to happen, you'll need it." Karl's last sentence sounded so ominous to Sean.

"Yes, Sir." Sean nodded and picked up the steak knife and fork and got to eating.

"Sean," Karl started, "We've been going over all the work you've done for the pass several weeks and I must say they weren't as we had expected."

So this was it then? Sean had failed to meet expectation and now he was probably going to get demoted. Or worse.

Karl went on, "This was done to other branch heads, mind you. And you all were, in one way or another, not as we had expected. You should be proud of yourself, Sean. We had my other employees deal with giving the other branch heads their evaluations."

"But you..." Alana took over, "your performance went against expectation so much that we felt we had no other choice but to come here and tell you personally."

Goodness, just from much did Sean fuck up?!

"I hope you're enjoying that steak, Sean. Because from what we can see in your future..." Karl trailed off and smiled. In fact, both of his bosses smiled. To Sean, they were the most sadistic smile he had ever seen. It made that jerk ass Garry's arrogant smile look flat.

Karl leaned back on his chair and addressed Sean like he was nothing, "I want you to settle all your fairs in this place, Sean. Finish up all your unfinished work. You won't be working here anymore. In fact, before you leave, I want you to find replacement and train him or her. I'd normally have someone else do that but I figure with what's about to happen to you, it would be the least you could do."

Alana didn't even bother stopping herself from snorting in amusement.

Now that had gotten Sean mad. Was it not enough that he was being fired? Now he had to find and train his replacement. What was with these people who thought they could rub salt in the wound? Sean gripped that handles of the fork and knife in his hands tighter.

Alana noticed this and said mockingly, "Oh is someone mad?" She chuckled, "We thought you'd be happy. But I suppose you might have gotten attached to this job. What was it, the comfy office, the health working environment, the respectful employees and co-workers, a combination of all three? Well that was your mistake, Sean. Never got too attached to your job. It can be taken from you," Both Alana and Karl snapped their fingers in perfect unison, "like that."

Sean's anger was rising. On his face was a frown, a deep frown.

Karl smirked at seeing this, "Poor, Sean. Right now I'm disappointed. Seeing how you're reacting to all this... Pathetic really. Anyway, we frankly don't care how you feel as long as you do your job well. Now go settle everything and find your replacement."

"And Sean, we expect you to get it done quickly and correctly." Alana demanded while sounding patronizing. "Effective immediately, you are no longer Branch Manager. You're not needed here anymore."

Sean was seeing red and was just about to explode when Karl said, "We never thought you'd hate it this much at being promoted to Regional Manager."

Wait. What?

"It pays more, no doubt. But it does sometimes mean more hours, more work and more accountability should something happen. But the last several weeks, you have shown us that you're quite capable of handling such work. You did wonderfully, Sean. Not perfect mind you but you passed with flying colors."

Alana smirked, "We believe you're the right man for the job. We came here personally to congratulate you but you seem to be unhappy about it."

Karl smirked at again at him too. There was still a hint of sadism in those smiles.

Karl walked over and patted Sean on the shoulder. He bore the friendliest smile Sean had seen in a while, "Congratulations, son. I'm proud of you. Keep up the good work and perhaps you'll rise up higher again in the corporate ladder. We will watch your career with great interest. But I do hope for your sake that you do not make us regret promoting you to Regional Manager." The underlying threat was not missed.

Karl took his hand off Sean's shoulder, "Have a nice day, Mr. Hawking. Do enjoy you meal. You've earned it."

"There is one more thing though," Alana said. "Sean, it has come to our attention that you got divorced a month and a week ago. Is that correct?"

"That's true, Ma'am." Sean replied.

"Well consider this as also part of us congratulating you on your promotion." Alana smiled at him. This time it seemed genuine. But Sean wasn't quite getting them.

"Sean," Karl said, "you went through a divorce but still managed to perform your work spectacularly. That deserves credit. And since you're single now, we do believe we should reward you for not letting a divorce affect your performance."

"Ladies...," Alana called and the three women stood side by side to the left of Sean. Alana then addressed Sean, "Young man, these fine women are experts in their field and are successful and accomplished individuals in their own way. They work for us, as you already know, and will do pretty much anything we tell them."

Karl smiled at Sean, as if almost envying him. Almost. "If you want, you can have your way with them. If only just this once of course."

Sean didn't respond, hesitant and unsure how to process what is being given to him, let alone answer.

Karl continued, "Surely a divorced man like you who probably has not had some fun in bed for over a month wouldn't want to pass up on the opportunity to have a foursome with three attractive women?"

Sean couldn't deny that Karl was right. Primarily due to his own actions, he hadn't had sex for over a month. He looked at the three women and they seemed happy to do this. But he thought of Chloe. Chloe may no longer be his wife in paper but she still was in heart. It would be a betrayal to her whether or not she found out.

But Sean had worked hard for the past several weeks. Didn't he earn this? What Chloe doesn't know, wouldn't hurt Sean. He has already cheated on Chloe once with Anna. And if he does it again, he simply wouldn't tell Chloe about it. It would be his little secret.

So what were his options? Remain a mostly faithful husband and endure a few more weeks without sex? Or indulge in some fun and cheat on Chloe in the process with three different women? After all, he wanted, fostered and nurtured Chloe's relationship and love with Magnus. But she never agreed to him fucking other women.

Before Sean knew it, the three women had started taking off their clothes. They stood naked, revealing their sexy and beautiful bodies to him. Each different in their own way. They stood and all five people in Conference Room 3 with Sean waited for his response.

(switching’s note 2: I did some light research on what can make breasts grow without the use of artificial implants or fat transplants. From certain foods and creams to massages and exercise. I had other ideas in mind that I wanted to explore. But in the end, I went with what I wrote as the way for Chloe and Magnus to get Chloe's boobs bigger. Because at least to me, they seemed the most plausible and realistic. Plus of course the special medicine that had to be injected into Chloe's boobs. Admittedly, I am personally skeptical of them. Because if they actually worked in real life, then why aren't they being used more? If you noticed that I never specifically mentioned by name any of the food and creams that Chloe and Magnus were using, that is why.)