Sizable Future

Now that her final decision has been made regarding her boobs, Misty began thinking about her future. Specifically, she had to think about how she can handle her career now, and what to do when she has to be moved out in 2 days.

First, and most importantly, she starts thinking about her job. Obviously, she'd have to completely change her routine, since her usual job requires a slim body, and boobs that can fill an entire bathtub and then some doesn't exactly fit that image.

She decided that maybe she could work her boobs into a brand new routine. Use them as counter-balances or actual yoga balls for stretches. Maybe she could start new classes to help women who are naturally busty, so most exercises aren't possible for them. Maybe she could even help other women affected by the Milky Delight drink.

There was another issue she realized: she still wants to go jogging outside. And that had a simple solution: she'd get herself a comfortable wheelbarrow to carry her enormous boobs. That way, she could work out her legs AND arms.

Now that she had her career's future worked out, she need to figure out what she would do in 2 days. She had to be moved to another hotel, and she knew that the elevators would hold her weight. The main issue was actually GETTING to a new hotel. She'd need a wheelchair that could hold her, and hope that she would get a hotel room on the first floor. While this resort has elevators designed with her problem in mind, others likely don't.

But there was one final thing she needed to work out: her life in general. Obviously, spending the rest of her life like this would bring some severe changes, not the least of which because Misty doesn't want her boobs any lighter. She now loved the feeling of being pinned under a thousand pounds of boob flesh, she adored the immense effort it takes to move them even an inch. She wanted her boobs to stay excessively heavy, and that would obviously mean life changes had to happen.

Before she could begin to think of those changes, however, her hotel room phone rang. Making the effort to maneuver to it, she picked it up and answered.

"Hello?" Misty asked.

"Misty. It's Cecelia!" Cecelia replied. "And before you ask, I know every number of my patients."

"Oh! It's good you called. I have something I want to say." Misty said. "I've made a decision. I've decided I want my boobs to stay enormous and heavy. Specifically, I want them to be the size they were before my first draining, give or take a few inches. I would like to stop growing, though."

There was silence on the other end of the phone. "Wow, that's... new." Cecelia finally replied. "I've never had a patient say that. What brought this on?"

Misty giggled. "It's like I said earlier, I've come to love this feeling. I love being so massive. I love the feeling of being pinned to my bed and needing help. It's become... erotic to me."

"OK, that part I didn't need to hear." Cecelia said. "You do realize you'll have to make huge changes if you do this, right?"

"Of course. And I would love it if you could help with them." Misty replied.

"I will." Cecelia said. "Now the reason I called is because I have good news, bad news, and news that's... just weird. What do you want to hear first?"

"The weird news." Misty answered.

"OK." Cecelia said. "That white liquid I got from your breasts? I got it analyzed. Turns out, your breasts are producing the Milky Delight drink that caused your growth in the first place."

Misty's eyes went wide for the fourth time today. The Milky Delight, the drink that caused all this. She was producing that herself now?

"OK, that is bizarre." Misty said. "What's the good news?"

"I know how to stop your growth now. I was also going to reverse it, but you just said you wanted to stay massive." Cecelia said.

"That's great to hear." Misty said. "Now... what's the bad news?"

On the other end of the phone, Cecelia sighed. "It's about the Milky Delight itself. I ran some tests, and it's..."