Verlax's Test Subject

Monica's eyes slowly opened, and she looked around. She was in some kind of dark, metallic room with her back tight against a cold wall. Her arms were outstretched and she tried to move them, but found her wrists and forearms were tightly locked inside metal cuffs.

"What the fuck?" She was confused and frightened, and as she looked around the room, another thing panicked her. Her breasts were even larger than before was knocked out, so much so that they obscured her vision. She couldn't see her legs!

"Oh my God. It happened. My tits grew bigger." Monica groaned and pulled against the cuffs trying to escape the bondage, but to no avail.

"Indeed, they did. You're a lot kinkier than I would've thought Ms. Hanlon." Doctor Verlax was standing in a dark corner of the room and stepped out close enough for Monica to see him.

"It's funny, as soon as you fell **** from the sedative, your breasts grew. That indicates you must've had some sort of fantasy about this kind of situation at some point, no? Not a conclusion I could've ever drawn about you." Verlax walked around Monica, and observed her body.

"I would never..." Monica started.

Before she could finish, Dr. Verlax gave her left nipple a little rub between his fingers. "Your body is telling me otherwise."

Monica bit her lip and tried her best not to make a sound, but she could feel the tingling in her breasts, and it traveled down to her thighs.

"You're growing." Verlax commented. "You like being restrained, don't you, or being a captive of sorts. That's interesting. Yes, your body is providing me an evidence that contradicts your words, Ms. Hanlon."

"It's not...that." Monica said through gritted teeth.

Verlax ignored her and continued his hypothesizing. "Maybe you like special attention...Or maybe..." The doctor was scratching his chin with his right hand while groping one of Monica's tits with the other.

"~Oohh..." Monica moaned, and her breasts swelled just a tad more.

The doctor looked as though he had a lightbulb moment. "Perhaps, it is the idea of being put in a situation of arousal that you are helpless to escape, that gets you off. That would certainly explain why the growth happened after you had fallen ****. You like the conflict, the consequence, the inability to change the outcome of your fate..." He went on to twist her nipples ever so slightly.

"Nnnn...No. Stop." Monica said weakly.

"...And I think you like the growing." Verlax smiled at her. "If you didn't you could stop this right now."

Monica didn't answer, and the tingling sensation grew stronger, this time she felt it in her hips.

"Well, the evidence doesn't lie. The longer this goes, the bigger you get, and the more aroused you become. A perpetual cycle, yes?" Verlax didn't wait for a response.

"I have some other projects to get to, but I'm sure we'll be working with each other a lot more." The doctor left the room and Monica was alone again, unfortunately horny, and restrained.