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Chapter 4 by Avalanche Avalanche

Can Jess resist, or does Helen win out?

Ah, screw it. Jess gives in.

Jess sighed. The patient asked, I have an obligation to her. "Okay, okay. You wanted two more pairs, down your front like this?" Her hands touched Helen's bare chest and stomach, indicating where she'd start working. The half woman grinned in anticipation. "Yeah, that's perfect. Remember, though, not too big now."

The surgeon slid her hands from Helen's front to her armpits, cupping them as if to lift her and giving a curious squeeze. The patient tensed in surprise, but was reassured. "It's kind of like a pressure point - it'll make it so I can work." With that, lying the woman onto her back, Jess rubbed circles into Helen's chest, stretching the skin as best she could. Helen felt tingles at the spots, as if they were numb, but the sensation soon changed to one of bliss as she felt the skin tighten somewhat. Of course, Helen's breasts, even if they were cute and petite, blocked her view of her chest, but somehow she could feel another pair of nipples.

Jess's ministrations were now causing the nipples to grow and the area underneath them to swell. Slowly, the skin rose into little hills as Helen found herself growing two new breasts below her native pair. The feeling was amazing. After a minute of carefully manipulating their size, Jess proudly groped the new pair of boobs. "How do they feel?"

By now, Helen had snapped out of her reverie and taken matters quite literally into her own hands. "Whoa... WHOA! These are great! You're amazing!"

The surgeon shook her head. "I'm still supposed to give you another pair, right?" The patient's fervent nodding was a sure sign to continue. Again rubbing Helen's skin around and around, Jess took time to form the new nipples, then to slowly fill out a pair of breasts for them, keeping the shape and size consistent and practical. If she'd been asked to, say, make boobs bigger than the rest of the patient, Jess would've had to comply, but thankfully this wasn't one of those cases.

Soon enough, Helen was sporting six somewhat small but adorable breasts. Helen was in awe, playing with her new acquisitions gleefully. After squeezing under her armpits again, though, her surgeon spoke up. "Okay, that part's done. You still need to get the rest of your transformation figured out, unless you're finished."

This got Helen's attention. "Hm..."

What else should Helen have on her? Something cool, right?

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