Monday, March 30, 2009

Size Re-adjustment

By Max (re-imagined by B.E.N)

Clare got a bit nervous as she waited outside the "Daring Bra" store. Fortunately it was still early and only a few people were walking around in the mall. Still, the fact that she was standing in front of such place can give people ideas about her.

As she looked at her watch, Clare recalled the strange message Miss Yung had sent to her last night. She’d asked her to take care of the store she was running in the mall for a day. Her teacher mentioned that she couldn't pay her in cash, but she had a better payment for her help if she accepted.” I just hope she won't pay me with articles from the store" Clare sighed, knowing full well the items of the store.

A few months ago, the store opened its doors and became the most popular shop for women. The store was loaded with hot bras designed for very outgoing women who want to show off their assets for lovers. That was the reason of the store's name.

Clare couldn't count herself among those women as she was very shy and lacked a bust size large enough to fit one of these “daring bras”, as it was well known that the smallest size the store had was a C-cup.

With the clock still ticking, Clare wondered how Miss Yung ended up running a store like that. She knew that some teachers have other jobs during vacations, but this was ridiculous. Miss Yung had been a nice looking woman, but like Clare, she lacked the distension in the shirt that only a good sized pair of tits can give.

Clare had long wavy red hair, and a fairly ordinary face. It wasn't unattractive, but it lacked any distinctive features. Her behind was her greatest asset, with nicely curved hips, and shapely thighs. This was greatly contrasted by her almost entirely flat chest, something the girls always used to tease her about at school. She'd tried a few pills and ointments to boost her bust, to acquire a comely hourglass figure, but with no success. She'd left college about a month ago; and at nineteen years old, she was bothered by the fact that she still hadn't lost her virginity.

"Hello Clare. Sorry I’m late" said a female voice Clare recognized. Clare turned around and saw Miss Yung waving at her from a distance. She was so shocked and confused at the sight of her teacher that she failed to wave back. Certainly she was seeing the tender, face of Miss Yung smiling at her, but the breasts that were bouncing on her chest didn't belong to the women she recalled from just a few weeks ago.

"Oh my....... Miss Yung, how could you?" Clare said very-shocked. Now that her teacher was closer, Clare could see that the boobs were much larger than she had first thought.

"How could I what?" the teacher asked, puzzled.

"Get implants!!" Clare said, frustrated, pointing at the huge orbs on Miss Yung's chest.

"Oh no! These aren't implants.” the teacher grinned, squeezing her large endowments. “They’re one hundred percent real."

"That's impossible!" Clare said.

“And would you stop calling me Miss Yung, I told you, I'm Becky!” Becky complained.

“I'm not your teacher any more, you're making me feel old; I'm not that much older than you are.”

“Let's go inside for a tea and I'll tell you everything" said the teacher, opening the store.
Some minutes later, Clare still was trying to understand the fantastic story Becky had just told her.

"And you say that you managed to go from a B cup, to whatever the hell those are, just by using this?" said Clare, unsure as she held a measuring tape in her hand.

"Yes. It's a magic item that has been in my family for years. Since we are a large family, it takes quite some time before all the girls get their hands on it. The group of us that lives around here got it a few months ago and since then we’ve been taking turns to take care of the place until we're as busty as we desire" Becky smiled.

"I can't believe something likes this really exists" Clare said looking at the tape. "But I can't deny the evidence that it works. What I would like to know is why are you telling me this? Isn’t this kind of a family secret or something?" Clare said.

"Yes, it is. But you are very special Clare. Using this tape you will achieve something nature has denied you. I just want to give you a small goodbye gift for you to remember me by," the teacher smiled.

"Are you sure you have to leave tomorrow?" Clare asked.

"I have to" Becky sighed "My bosom is as large as I've ever dreamed, so it's time to move on. Besides, if I walked into the school with these..." said Becky, cupping her immense breasts "... people will have a similar reaction to yours and I won't be able to prove them wrong unless I reveal the secret".

"I can understand that" Clare said, nodding her head. "So, while you’re preparing things to leave town, I will be in charge of the store".

"That's correct" smiled the teacher. "I’ve already notified my cousin, and she’ll be looking after the store tomorrow morning. So you have all of today to collect as much extra bust size as you’d like from the customers. Just remember the deal".

"Yes, I will. Just take the extra half-inch or so from the customer's breasts, to allow them to fit into the bras perfectly" Clare smiled. "I know it doesn't sound much and you're thinking that you have only one day, you must feel that it's very small amount that you will gather; I wish I could do more but..." Becky was silenced as Clare put her finger to her mouth.

"Becky, It's OK. You have given me the best gift ever. I know that being able to walk out from here with boobies likes yours, by the end of the day, is out of the question; but maybe I’ll end up with a nice pair to show off in one of your bras" Clare grinned.

"Oh! It would be my pleasure to give you any that you so choose." Becky offered. "Well, I'd better be off. Please take care and enjoy the day, Clare. I will return later to close the store.”

“Good luck" she said as she walked out of the store. Clare's eyes couldn't help but follow, entranced by the enormous girth, and rhythmic bounce of Becky's huge tits. For a moment she imagined how it would feel to have breasts that big.

Just as soon as the teacher had vanished from Clare's sight, a group of housewives walked toward the store. Their faces also glimpsing behind, gazing enviously at the woman's overtly curvaceous figure, as she left the mall.

"Good morning. Can I help you?" greeted Clare politely, as the women entered the store.

"Yes," the tallest of them said. "Our friend here is looking for a nice bra for a special date".

"It's her anniversary and she wants something to drive out the animal in her husband," said another. The woman in question stepped out of the group and Clare did her best to hide the grin as she saw that the woman was well endowed.

"Maybe not an animal, but I want something to make me look my best and gets his eyes fixated on me," she said.

Clare smiled as she felt the secondary effect of the tape working it’s magic on her. Just by giving a deep look at the woman, Clare was able to tell exactly what she was looking for and where to find the items, to suit her taste.

The woman was impressed at how good Clare's choices were as she showed her different bras. Finally, the woman decided to buy a silky one with a special interior designed to keep the nipples in a permanently aroused state.

"Excellent choice" Clare congratulated. "Please, if you follow me to the dresser room, I can take your measures and give you the perfect size for you".

As she and the woman entered into the dressing room, Clare's heart was racing as she imagined herself leaving bustier than she was entering. Of course, she didn't forget about the other women. "Please, feel free to look around for any model you might like" Clare said, hoping that she could gain some size from them, too.

Once inside, Clare was trying to hide her anxiety. "Please, take off your blouse and bra for a proper measurement". The woman nodded and did what Clare asked. Clare's fingers were shaking as she measured the woman's torso. Then, when she moved up toward her bust, Clare gulped hard and did her best to pull herself together. Then, she measured the woman's breast size. With the tape pulled tightly across the woman's chest, the magic tape marked quite visible the true breast size of the woman. 'Uhm... she is a bit bigger than a D-cup, but not enough to reach a DD. Let's make the proper adjustment' thought Clare pulling the tape closer to a D-cup mark.

Clare gasped as she felt a tingling sensation spreading throughout her chest. Unfortunately as soon as it began, it had finished. Then, she looked at the magic tape and it was marking that the woman was now an exact D-cup size.

"Thanks" Clare said to the woman in an attempt to recognize the unwilling donation the woman had just given her. "I will return soon with the proper bra size"
Moments later, the woman smiled happily as she looked her jutting profile in the mirror. The bra was simply marvellous as it made her breasts look more firm and healthy. Clare smiled as these effects were real, but they belong to the magic of the tape rather than to the bra. It was like a compensation for the size subtracted.

"Hey girls. How do I look?" the woman asked with a smirked on her face as she posed for her friends with her new bra. Her nipples were so hard that they were clearly visible and poking the bra material in a provocative display.

"Whoa! You look great!!" said one of them.

"Your husband will be all over you" said another.

"All I can say is that I want an equally impressive bra to go" said the tallest one.
"Sure, there are plenty of bras for everyone, in all different models and styles" Clare grinned, already anticipating the pleasant feeling she would experience by taking a little of their ample breast size from each of them.

Half an hour later, the group of women said good bye to Clare as they went home happy with their new purchases. As soon as they left the store, Clare rushed toward the dressing room and closed the door.

She had felt her bra becoming uncomfortably tight after only the second woman, so that by the time she measured the last bust, the pain in her chest was almost unbearable.

"Oh my...!!" Clare gasped as she pulled off her shirt and saw her breasts overflowing her training bra. "This is amazing!! I can't believe it. It works!!" She struggled trying to unhook her bra, which proved to be very difficult, but she managed it. Sighing in relief as the pressure ceased and she was able to breathe normally again. Once her respiration problems were resolved, Clare took her time to admire her new growth.

"This is magnificent. They have gotten so much bigger!" Clare said enthusiastically. Certainly, she was close to a B-cup, but for a girl used to being less than an A-cup for so long, her breasts seemed huge.

Thanks to the magic tape, her new breasts were so firm that they didn't need any support at all. For that reason, Clare decided to remained braless; at least until she was big enough to fill one of the store bras.

As time passed, Clare began to worry. Besides the group of housewives, no other women had bought a new bra. Certainly there were some women coming in and out, but none of them purchased a bra so Clare couldn't expand her bosom any more.

Clare was getting depressed when a girl shyly stepped into the store. "Errmm... Good afternoon. Sorry to bother you, but I'm looking for bras in large sizes. Would you have some?" she asked from the outside.

"Yes, I do. Please come in" Clare said intrigued by the girl. As the girl stepped in, Clare noticed that she was wearing baggy clothes making it impossible to guess the girl's cup size, but it didn't look like she could be that large.

Using the magic of the tape, Clare knew that the girl wasn't looking for something daring. In fact she was looking for exactly the opposite. But there was something more in the girl that she couldn't read well.

"My name is Jessica... and well..." the girl said blushing as she spoke.” I need a bra... and maybe... your store has the right one for me"

"I'm sure I can help you to look for something Jessica, but in order to do that, I need to measure you properly so I can find the perfect bra for you" Clare said taking out the magic tape from her pocket.

Inside the changing room, Jessica shyly turned her back to Clare. "Please, don't say anything about my breasts, OK?" she said anxiously. Clare began to worry that Jessica's breasts could have some sort of deformation or worse.

"I promise I won't say a thing unless you want me to," she said.

Jessica nodded her head and pulled off her baggy T shirt. Clare bit her tongue to control the extreme urge to gasp at the sight before her. The back of the girl was wrapped in masking tape. When Jessica turned around, Clare did her best to control her reaction as she saw that Jessica had flattened her breasts against her chest with the tape.

Using a small pair of scissors, Jessica cut the tape constraining her breasts. Once the tape was off, Clare's eyes glanced up and down following the movement of Jessica's breasts, which were truly breathtaking. They were so massive that Clare couldn't believe that Jessica had managed to hide their enormous size so well.

"I'm very uncomfortable showing you this, but I need some help. I have been trying to hide the size of my breasts for a long time but they’ve gotten too big to hide. I was hoping you might have some kind of bra that would make them look smaller" Jessica said.

"Smaller?" Clare said shocked. Recalling her promise, she composed herself and said.

"Tell me Jennifer, have you ever measured your breasts?"

"No, I haven't" Jennifer said ashamed. "I don't need to, to know they're huge. I hate them" she said raising her hands for Clare to put the tape around her chest.

With that revelation, Clare could finally see the missing piece when she had tried to read Jessica's wish. She knew the exact breast size she wanted to be and thanks to the tape, she had the way to fulfil her wish.

"Well, maybe it's all is in your head and you're not as big as you thought. Why you don't close your eyes and wish to be the bra size you want? Maybe you'll have a nice surprise!" said Clare.

Jessica nodded her head and closed her eyes as Clare slipped the tape around her breasts. The magic tape indicated that Jessica was about three cups bigger than what she wanted to be. 'There’s no way she’s not going to notice such a lack of volume, but here goes nothing' Clare thought remembering that she was doing it to help Jessica, not just for herself.

Tightening the tape, Clare began to reduce the massive chest Jessica had. As she did it, she could felt her breasts tingling. Clare watched in awe as this time she could see her breasts growing right in front of her.

Her T shirt tightened around her swelling breasts. The feeling was getting intoxicating and Clare was losing focus of her surroundings. Her nipples poked through the material as they stiffened in her top.

'We’re almost there' thought Clare trying to focus her attention on the tape. She didn't want to gain more from Jessica than what she wanted to lose, but the idea of receiving such wonderful dimensions on top of her own, really aroused her.

Her bosom was getting too big for her T shirt and it was clearly showing as the fabric strained across her chest. Clare could feel her legs trembling as she saw how massive she was becoming. If she thought her breasts had been large earlier, then they were titanic now.

Pulling herself together, Clare fought the urge to keep squeezing the tape any further as she reached the measure Jessica hoped for. With a great force of willpower, Clare finally released the tape from around Jessica.

"So? How big am I?" asked Jessica, afraid.

"Why don't you look for yourself?" smiled Clare showing her the size that her finger was marking on the tape.

"Am I just that big??!!" Jessica said in astonishment.

"What? You were expecting more?" said Clare, trying to enforce the image of an overreacting teenager.

"Yeah..." said Jessica looking at her breasts. "I can't believe I have been so worried for so long. In fact, they don't look so big any more," she smiled cupping her reduced bosom with a tender smile.

Clare smiled too as she could see how very happy she had made the girl. Indeed, Jessica's happiness distracted her from noticing the vastly increased bust of Clare’s. She didn't notice how much tighter her white T shirt had become or how obscenely pert her nipples were, vaguely visible through the stretched fabric around her chest.

"Thank you so much for all your help, Clare. I will be sure to return another day" said Jessica after having brought several bras to wear. She stopped buying them long ago, but she was so pleased with her body now, that she couldn't help it.

"I'm glad I could be of help to you. Now, remember to buy some revealing clothes to show off those babies" Clare said; aware how confident Jessica seemed.

"I will. After I get home, I’ll burn these baggy clothes" Jessica joked.

"That's the way girl!" said Clare, winking an eye.

When Jessica left the store, Clare didn't wait to get into the dressing room to check out her improvements. She crouched behind the counter and gave her breasts a great squeeze. "Oh my...!!" she moaned aloud surprised by how sensitive they were.

She soon began to fondle her breasts and play with her nipples under the T shirt, delighted by the erogenous feelings she was experiencing. It didn't take her long to get a wave of blind pleasure, as an orgasm washed through her body in a way she'd never imagined.

Regaining her senses, Clare moved toward the dressing room to properly check her new profile. She did her best not to shred her T shirt as she took it off. When she managed to remove it, the sight nearly took her breath away.

"They're beautiful!” exclaimed Clare, admiring the magnitude of her bust. She moaned as her hands cupped and caressed her breasts. Clare couldn't get enough of them as she pinched and played roughly with her hard nipples; sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.

"It's so good to have you this size, girls" said Clare, looking at her breasts. "I might not be able to see my feet any more, but it's more than worth it. Besides, you're still growing" she smirked.

The day continued to be good for Clare as another three women brought bras in the store. Thanks to them, she finally became a perfect 34DD and a change in clothes was necessary.

She closed the shop for lunch and splurged on a gorgeous dress, she’d been wanting for some time. She’d tried it on a few times before, but it never really fit her until today. Whereas before it had hung off her lacking chest, it was now well-filled, displaying a deep valley of cleavage. Returning to the shop she picked out a special “daring bra” to enhance their shape and pertness still further.

There were only two hours left before closing time when Clare received the most unexpected client.

"Oh! Are you the one running the store?" said Michelle airily, as she walked into the store.

"I'm taking care of it for the day since the owner is busy right now," said Clare being bothered by the presence of the most annoying bully at her school. "What brings you here?" she said knowing that Michelle's cup size was smaller than the store sold.

"What else? Silly!” I want to buy a bra!" said Michelle.

"Sorry, but we don't have any bras small enough for you" Clare smirked.

"Oh. I guess you haven't noticed anything different then” Michelle grinned, as she opened her jacket and thrust out her chest. "Can't you see that I got 4 cups bigger? Shame on you!"

Clare's jaw dropped as she saw that Michelle's breasts were a lot bigger than she remembered. "You got implants!" Clare exclaimed angrily.

"Hey! Why are you acting so high and mighty? Looks like you did exactly the same." said Michelle, poking Clare's breasts. Clare jumped back, surprisingly aroused by the touch.

"They feel very real. They must have cost you a fortune," she said.

"They are real, Michelle. Some girls just took some time to grow them" said Clare, making her breasts bounce up and down, with ease, showing off how authentic they were. Clare smiled as she noticed the jealous look in Michelle's eyes.

"Whatever!! You can stick to that lie all you want, but it will only be a matter of time before people will wonder what you have done to get hooters that size" Michelle said. "I bet you gave some of the nerds at school blow jobs to get the money" Michelle smirked.

'Oh, that does it' Clare thought tensing the tape as if she was going to strangulate Michelle. "Instead of wasting my time, why don't go at the dressing room so I can measure you and get you a bra"

"Take a good look at them," Michelle said undressing and showing her inflated breasts. "They're worth every penny," she beamed with a smile.

“I hope so, because they will be all you have left after I’m finished with you,” thought Clare as she quietly unhooked her own bra.

Then, wrapping the tape over Michelle's breasts, she said "Errrr... Something is wrong here. Mind if I tense the tape a little?" Clare didn't wait for Michelle's answer as she pulled the tape to the sides. "Ouch! That hurts!" complained Michelle as she felt her breasts being constrained, but Clare didn't pay any attention to her.

She smiled as she pulled the tape tightly around Michelle's boobs; until eventually it wouldn't dig in any further. That only meant that it didn't have anything more to reduce. Clare tilted her head backwards, as the euphoric tingling in her breasts drove her mad with pleasure.

With Jessica, the transfer had been slow, but in this case, as she took all of the girl's (natural) size all at once, the effect was just too overwhelming.

Her breasts trembled a bit before swelling at a rapid pace. Clare was delighted as she felt the fabric of her new dress being stretched to accommodate her new proportions. Her cleavage became deeper and sexier as her breasts became rounder and fuller.

As soon as it started, her growth ended, giving just enough time for Clare to recover. She barely managed to hear what Michelle was saying to her.

"Excuse me?" said Clare, speaking slowly in an effort to hide the agitation in her respiration.

"You are hurting me with the tape, it's too tight!" Michelle exclaimed.

"Oops. Sorry" said Clare, relaxing her grip. "I needed to do that in order to be sure" she added, recalling her plan.

"Be sure of what?" asked Michelle.

"That what I heard was wrong," Clare said with a grin on her face. "I could have swore you mentioned that you increased your bust by four bra sizes"

"But that is what I said!" said Michelle turning around to look at Clare.

"Well, in that case you have been ripped off," Clare said showing the tape to Michelle. "You are only a D-cup. They didn't expand your chest 4 sizes. They made it four sizes in total" she said.

Michelle couldn't believe what she was hearing, but when she saw her breasts, she noticed they were indeed smaller than she thought they were. "Those bastards! I'm going to sue them!!" she said angrily whilst putting her clothes back on.

Once her anger subsided, Michelle noticed Clare's newly enlarged breasts. Her jaw almost hit the floor as they look even bigger than she recalled. The dress was under some pressure to hold in the fleshy orbs, it didn't seem to be the right size for breasts so big. They looked too firm, arousing Michelle’s suspicion.

"I still think your breasts are fake” said Michelle, catching Clare off guard. "Breasts so perky at that size, just can't be natural"

"Oh, yeah! Well, why don't you see them for yourself" said Clare unzipping her dress. Since her bra had been unhooked, she ended up showing off her now enormous, bare chest. They jiggled and bounced with every movement Clare made, each one rivalling the size of her head. They hung slightly, though still perky, on her chest, while her nipples were over an inch long poking jauntily from each breast.

"I can't believe it," was the only thing that Michelle managed to say.

"In that case, touch them" Clare retorted, as she grabbed Michelle's hand without thinking and stuck it one of her giant breasts forcing her to squeeze it a bit. Her sensitivity had increased once again and she found herself moaning in response. Hearing Clare moan like that, and being overcome by lust, Michelle squeezed even harder realising the massive boobs must be as real as their owner claimed they were. One thing lead to another and before either girl realised, they were having sex in the dressing room.

"That was intense,” said Michelle kissing Clare on the side of her vast chest. “Hope we can do it again sometime"

"You bet it. I loved to bite those inflated bumps of yours!" grinned Clare, nibbling one of Michelle's ears.

"I promise they will be as big as yours next time" replied Michelle, with a smile on her face.

"I'll be looking forward to that, tomboy" Clare smiled; and waved goodbye as Michelle left the store.

Once again alone in the store, Clare took the time to think about the power her new assets gave her. She not only managed to take out an annoying bully from her life, but to turn her into a lover. She never imagined that Michelle could be so submissive or that she could be so dominant. The truth was that she felt her breasts had given her the confidence and the thought pleased her.

Picking up a new bra from the store, Clare was so happy at how things had turned out. She was now almost as busty as Miss Yung was. She knew that it would be very difficult to explain such development in less than a day, to her family, but she was confident enough that she would provide a reasonable explanation for her parents.

Clare checked the time and laughed as she couldn't see her watch. She was so used to being able to see it below her almost non-existent breasts; that she didn't stop to think how much they'd expanded forward. Moving her arm, she noted that it was almost time for Becky to return.

"Well, it was fun while it lasted," sighed Clare. She certainly didn't want to give up the wonderful feelings that she’d felt during her breast's expansion, but she knew from the beginning that this was a one-time only experience and she had made the most of it.

Clare was about to turn the sign from 'Open' to 'Closed', when a hand grabbed her’s. "I'm sorry, but before you close, do you think you can attend to us" said a feminine voice. Clare gasped as she saw a group of seven voluptuous women dressed in very revealing clothes.
"We’re professional strippers from the bar across the street. We're looking for new outfits for our shows. We’ve heard you have the best bras in town" beamed one of the girls as she thrust out her chest and soon her co-workers did the same.

Clare grinned predatorily and said "Sure. Come on in." Once the women were inside, she closed the door with the 'Closed' sign hanging on it and then walked behind the strippers with the magic tape in her hand.

The End.