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Chapter 3 by FlatCap90210 FlatCap90210

What's next?

BREAKING NEWS: New kind of berry tied to increased size of mammary glands found on west coast.

Author's comment: This is set a certain amount of time after the second breakfast with Monica and Addie in the main story.


A news studio, sleek, brushed metal and wood everywhere, the logo of the network turns slowly behind the anchor in his dark suit, eyes looking at the viewer coolly from behind his frameless glasses as he smoothes out the papers before him.

"Hello and welcome to Breaking News, right here on West Coast News Network. I'm Glenn Turpins, and this is WNN."

The theme of the network plays, and Turpins continues:

"A local family's lives were forever changed today as berries with what appear to be... figure-enhancing properties were found - and eaten - by them in their home city Bay Cove, Bight County. Yes, it sounds far-fetched, but WNN has exclusive footage that has been confirmed genuine by our experts. See for yourself - viewer discretion is advised, this video contains partial nudity and light sexual content."

A slightly shaky video starts playing that seems to be have been taken on a phone. It shows a homely woman sitting on the porch of a small house, leaning back in her chair as she clutches at her chest, gasping lewdly. As she fills her lungs with deep breaths, her chest heaves and her fingers seem to dig deeper into her modest breasts, soft flesh bulging out between the digits. As she writhes on her chair, a man starts speaking:

"This is Randall, here with my wife Carol after a walk in the park near our house. We've... we've picked some blackberries there and have been eating them, but now--"

"Nnghoaaah..." Carol thrusts out her chest, and now it becomes apparent that it's not her fingers pressing harder against her boobs - it's the other way around.

As Randall keeps filming, his wife's breasts swell larger by the second, her blouse already straining and stretching, small gaps appearing between the buttons, revealing her creamy flesh. The first bra strap gives, breastflesh bulging out of overworked cups creaking with every breath, and Carol starts fidgeting with the front hook of her bra which is clearly much to small for her, the first fat nipple popping free and getting blurred.

"Ho-holy *beep*, what's... what's going on? This is cra--ungh!"

The video gets even shakier and ends with another beeped-out curse word. The face of Turpins returns, wearing a concerned, well-practiced expression.

"Yes, this footage is genuine. No trace of tampering or CGI has been found by our experts. It led us to investigate in Bay Cove, and this is what we found."

The anchor gets replaced by a shot of the camera slowly panning over a non-descript strip mall somewhere in a mid-sized city.

"It was next to this strip mall close to city center that the fruit in question was encountered. The family that first became aware of their effects has reached out to us, and WNN is reporting on this exclusively. Nancy McArthur is on the scene for us. Nancy, can you hear us?"

Once again, the scene changes, this time to a smartly dressed strawberry blonde in a pencil skirt and blazer. Microphone with the WNN logo in hand, she holds one hand to her ear, checking the ear-plug through which the anchor is talking to her.

"I understand you loud and clear, Glenn, thank you." Turning around, she indicates the nearly empty strip mall. Only a few shoppers are walking about, some looking towards the news van without much interest. "I'm here at Twin Mounds Mall where Randall Cartwright and his wife Carol found the berries growing in a nearby park. Picking some of them together with their adult daughter visiting from college, they were not aware what these unassuming fruit would do to them."

The reporter steps sideways, followed by the camera. Right next to them, not visible to the audience, the woman from the video has been waiting, her blouse struggling to contain her enormous melons and revealing a mouthwatering amount of cleavage. They are impossibly perky, the soft orbs stretching the fabric dangerously. Obviously, due to her size, Carol also isn't wearing a bra, her nearly thumb-sized nipples tenting the fabric. She is holding her hands folded over her lover stomach, just a few inches below where the swell of her breasts ends, and smiles warmly at Nancy.

"Mrs. Cartwright, thank you for agreeing to this interview with us. Now tell me, how did this happen? We understand from our investigations that no plastic surgery is involved?"

"No, of course not, I would never subject myself to something like that." Carol's voice is just as warm and motherly as her smile. "No, we just... ate some of those berries we found, and then..."

She gestures at her absurdly large breasts. The camera briefly dips down, but catches itself before it focuses on her massive mammaries and goes back to her face.

"Yes, we have certainly seen that." Nancy remarks, a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "Would you mind letting us know if there are any adverse effects? With this size, I expect there to be back pain?"

"Amazingly, not at all! Yes, they are heavy, and I keep knocking into things, but it seems I've also gotten stronger - I can carry them around without issues. And I've visited a doctor, of course; there seem to be no health issues, at least none he could find so far."

"So you're saying that all that happened was that your... bust grew outrageously? Without negative consequences. Not even stretchmarks?"

"No! Isn't it amazing? To be honest, I was never quite happy with their shape or size, but now... And all without scars, pain, or even, as you said, stretchmarks!"

"That absolutely is... amazing." It seems Nancy was looking for a little more drama, now she's feeling a little miffed. "But you said when you contacted us that you weren't the only one that ate some berries?"

Who else ate some?

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