Yes

You reach into your bag and pull out your estrogen pills. “You know what these do for me right?” Jack grins, watching as you pop the top off. “So how big you want me?”

Still fucking Eliza, Jack grunts “I want to take a bit slow with you.” He seized and released inside of Eliza’s ass, causing her to let out an erotic scream as she goes numb again. “Cause I want some time to watch those really grow.”

You smirk as you take two of the pills and place them in your mouth. “Then let me get some liquid to drink this down from you.” You shudder as Jack pulls his cock out of Eliza’s ass with an audible pop. Excited to finally be with Jack, let alone, another late bloomer.

Six months later

You wake up with the morning sun, or maybe it was afternoon, you were never sure due to your mountain mammaries obstructing your view. You stretch and admire your beach ball sized tits, Jack had been so right in making sure to take it slow. Despite the immense size, you were able to work your muscles out to walk around like a normal person. Still, he did want you to have a bimbo look and made you bleach your hair, just like Eliza. As you pulled a taught sweater over your gigantic tits, you think back to graduation. How you were able to get Eliza to embrace the bimbo lifestyle and really improve herself, granted, you used your natural abilities as a trump card. You giggle as you step out of your room, always emphasizing your tits as you saunter toward the living room.

Sure enough you find Jack fucking the new bimbo Eliza on the couch, her plush ass shining with sweat and fluids as you saw the familiar blank stare as Jack fucked her for no doubt the hundredth time today. Her platinum blonde hair waved as she started to let out some moans.

“Glad you lik your graduation present.” You say to Jack, kissing him.

“You know you got one too.” Jack pointed toward the table where an envelope laid. “I think that’s your mother’s current address.”

You grimaced. Your poor mother was caught by Ben. Apparently he had gone through your file and found out that you had late bloomers syndrome. As **** for his sister, he was going to feed you and your mother pills until you both couldn’t move. Apparently mother also has late bloomers syndrome cause the picture you found the in the envelope along with showed her with tits the size of prize winning pumpkins.

Still, if she was happy, then what was the problem? You turn toward Jack, who had finally finished and pulled out of Eliza, looking toward you as his python recovered immediately and started to rise to attention once again. You smirk, walked toward your boy toy. This wasn’t how you imagined your life, but you wouldn’t trade it for anything else right now.

Author's Note: Leanne Crow (mother) image done by https://www.deviantart.com/xtheincrediblesulkx