Boobs

The unseen Paul's baritone sounded throughout the studio. "Certainly, Biff! Congratulations, girls...you are about to receive one of the universal accessories for bimbos...enhanced breasts! Yes, your breasts will now be swelled to the soft, lovely plumpness that adds so much to your bimbo appearance! Congratulations, Tonya, Laura and Erica!"

Oh, shit. My boobs. Dammit.

Biff was smiling as the stage behind him began to shift again. "That's right, girls, it's cleavage time! And Chrissie, I'm sorry to say your streak of wins has come to an end, but, heck, you can't win 'em all!"

I rolled my eyes while Biff babbled. Jerk.

A machine on the rotating stage had come to a halt not far behind Biff. It was sleek and modern looking, and had what appeared to be showerheads projecting from the front, although at different heights. A techie with large glasses appeared to be busy with various dials and settings. While he was doing that, a brunette in a micro-dress walked out holding a tray with three pink cups on it. She passed out the cups to Laura, Tonya and myself.

I was not happy as I drank the beverage. We were all being penalized because of a stupid techie mistake! Grrrrrrrr. My only satisfaction was that Chrissie looked even more pissed off than I was. Her face was dark and she practically stomped her feet as she was led backstage to get her midsection bimbified. Losing the event, as well as losing control and giving a blowjob on national television, had put Chrissie in quite a bad mood. Heh.

"Alright, girls, right this way!" said Biff. He walked toward the machine and finally stopped next to the showerhead projections. "Erica, if you would be so good as to step in?"

I clenched my teeth, but there was no way out of it. I stepped under the largest showerhead projection, which put me between two more projections that were approximately waist high. Laura and Tonya watched me with wide eyes while Biff circled to the other side of the machine. The techie continued to set buttons and spin dials. Apparently swelling boobs was only slightly more complicated than launching the space shuttle.

"Erica, Laura and Tonya have each just finished drinking a preparation formula that is aligning their bodies for the coming changes," said Biff. "The information has been programmed into the machine, and we are all-systems-go! Are you ready, Erica?"

"Yeah, whatever," I said.

"Then let's make some bimbo booooooooooooooooobs......!" said Biff.

I wanted to strangle him, but I forgot about Biff a moment later as a sudden high-pitched whine sounded. I couldn't see anything, but the air suddenly seemed very thick, and I had tunnel vision. This went on for several heartbeats and I was starting to get dizzy and a bit nauseous. Then it stopped, and everything was absolutely quiet. I blinked for a moment, then took a tentative step away from the machine. As soon as I took the step, a weight on my chest shifted up slightly, then settled back into place. A downward glance confirmed what I already suspected. I now had huge fricking tits.

The crowd went crazy as soon as it became apparent that my boobs had indeed been enhanced. The front of the stretchy cheerleader top absorbed the growth readily enough, but the neckline was low, and I had so much cleavage, you could practically hear echoes in there. Every move caused them to jiggle slightly.