Bubble Girl's breasts and butt begin to respond

It was no exaggeration that you hadn't had such an eye-catching girl in the workshop, well... ever. As such, your eyes had been caught by the most womanly parts of her, which her uniform did very little to hide. The upper-side of her firm buttocks and the underside of her bouncing breasts both peaked out enticingly. How could anyone help but look at them, as she walked around the room like that?

As such, your mind had been firmly rooted on those parts when she drank your concoction earlier. The chances were slow and, at least for now, subtle, but it was hard not to notice them when you had so many opportunities to look.

"Hmm... I feel like maybe I'm getting a little taller?" Bubble Girl asked, resting one palm on her cheek as she struggled to determine what changes were taking place. "Oh, is this going to give me bigger muscles, too? Oh, geez. What if I look like a gorilla when it's done taking effect?"

You probably should have been up front with her about how the potion tended to work, in hindsight. That said, it made for a nice show, in the moment. Unbeknownst to her, Bubblegirl's toned bottom was gradually beginning to grow in size along with her thighs. You couldn't see from this angle, but you had a feeling her boobs were probably doing the same. Was there just something about the potion that favored these parts of the body? It was hard to tell.

Either way, your eyes remained rooted on her bottom, as the shorts that seemed like they'd slide off earlier began to strain against the size of her increasingly juicy bottom. Her thighs and the underside of her buttcheeks clearly jiggled as she continued pacing the floor. She'd probably gone up at least a pants-size or two already and you didn't think it had quite reached its apex yet.

Suddenly, she turned, and you saw a massive sway in her bosom, which had clearly gone up just as much as the bottom. "Uh, how does this work? Is there anything I have to do?" She reached down to try and adjust her pants discretely, perhaps feeling that the elastic wasn't quite right on her waist.

You didn't want to spell it out for her, as helping her figure it out would probably torpedo her interest in this product and also get her angry at you. You told her it might just take a while to set in.

"Huh. Fair enough," Bubble Girl sighed, then brightened up, noticing one of your friend's work tools hanging high on the wall. You weren't sure what it did, but you knew he'd put it up there to keep it out of the reach of clumsy clients. "I wonder if I'll get tall enough to grab that thingamajig hanging up there? Hehe!" Despite her hopes, you thought she'd stay about 5'6".

You gulped, realizing that what was once just the underside of her tits spilling out of the immodest top she wore was threatening to become a bit more. There was no way she wore a bra under there, right? How would she? The only possibility was that her nipples digging into the fabric was the only thing keeping them stashed and hidden from view.

She placed both hands on her hips and straightened her back up to give herself her full, fairly short height. Her breasts bounced mightily as she did, jostling the zipper up top. "What's the matter with you? The only thing that seems to be growing around here is the size of your eyes! Am I already really big and I just don't realize it yet?" she asked, then finally, at long last, looked down. "Oh... Oh, screw this!"

Her breasts were still in the process of expanding, slowly, and she couldn't help but realize that the displacement of her breasts was far and away larger than she'd ever seen it. The realization caused her to suddenly shriek in spite of herself, and the act of bringing her hands up to her face caused her chest to give another mighty heave. Finally, her jacket lost out-- the zipper popped, flying across the room like a bullet, and what was once merely the underside of her breasts became closer to the full monty. Her huge, blue tits spilled out, each covered with a bandage, probably the closest she could get to a bra to stop chafing given the odd coverage area of her top.

Her face blushed a deeper blue as she crossed her arms over her chest, hiding as much as she could. "You didn't say the potion just makes my boobs grow! You perv!" she complained, turning to better hide her exposed chest. As you watched the fabric of her shorts begin to tear across the seat, revealing the back of her tight, navy leggings over her jiggly buttocks, you didn't think you could say anything that would help your argument.

Still, you tried. "I-I think the effect is a little different on everyone who tries it," you defended. "It doesn't happen the same way to me!"

"Oh yeah?" she questioned, already doing her best to remove the shorts before they were torn to shreds. She pulled off the jacket as well, so that she was clad in just the navy parts of her outfit. Thankfully, those were a bit stretchier, but the fight to get them down over her breasts was a losing battle. "If you want me to even consider keeping up this co-project instead of making this the beginning of a sexual harassment lawsuit, then you've got to do something for me."

"Apologize?"

"No, dummy," she sighed. "Prove it!"

"... Huh?"

"If this stuff really doesn't just make your boobs and butt get bigger, then prove it! Make some for yourself and drink it. You can do that, right?" she asked, crossing her arms beneath her massive bosom and raising an eyebrow.

You were pretty sure that was a safe bet, actually-- you'd never seen your chest or your butt grow from drinking the stuff. Maybe the fastest way was to try and prove it? If you actually managed to grow your muscles or your height-- which had happened, on occassion-- you might be able to recover this whole situation. Desperately, you began to fill up the tumbler she'd used earlier with the purple stuff, splattering it all over the sides of the cup. As you finished filling in a similar amount to what she'd drank earlier, a thought occurred to you.

"Is this like an indirect kiss?" you asked, unfortunately out-loud.

"Trust me, the last thing I feel like doing right now is kissing you. Don't get carried away," Bubble Girl threatened you, narrowing her eyes. It reminded you that she was a real, syndicated hero. Toying with her was probably pretty dangerous.

Well... bottoms up!