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“Pay attention, Cole!” A ruler smacked down on the desk, shocking Cole from his reverie. Cole’s gaze followed a slim arm tucked inside a black shirt up to a pretty face, framed by medium length brown hair.

“Sorry Miss Blossom”, Cole smiled. “I was miles away.”

She smiled back. She could never stay angry at Cole, try as she might. He could be very charming. “See that it doesn’t happen again”, she said, turning round to return to the whiteboard, moving her hips seductively as she made her way to the front of class.

Cole couldn’t help but check out that ass, tucked into her tan cargo jeans. The pants were pretty loose fitting, but you could still tell Jenifer had a great butt. A bit small for Cole’s tastes, but then, Cole’s tastes did lean towards the large.

“As I was saying,” Jenifer continued, “in Melville’s novel, Moby-Dick – the white whale – represents many things. Ahab’s madness, his single-mindedness, his desire for revenge, his alienation from society…”

Cole’s mind started to drift again. He hadn’t read Moby-Dick, and he didn’t plan on it. He was only doing this extra class for extra credit. Jenifer was an unexpected bonus – and what a bonus. He found himself staring at her as she talked, not listening to what she was saying; she made him really horny. At 21, pretty much everything made him horny, but Jenifer especially so.

Case in point. Jenifer turned around to write at the top of the board, and her black shirt rode up, revealing her tanned back. Cole found himself thinking about what lay underneath that outfit. He wanted nothing more than to throw her down on his bed and fuck her. She was perfect. Though he did have one complaint. She was a bit…small. That was the only problem. If only she were bigger.

As often happened when Cole was bored in class, he started to dream about girls he liked…expanding. There were plenty of hot girls at his university, and plenty of busty ones that he’d spent a lot of time with, but there was nothing like imagining even the bustiest of girls’ chests getting bigger. Their breasts blowing up, expanding, breaking out of their increasingly tight clothes…Cole could think of nothing hotter.

Jenifer smoothed her jeans down. She couldn’t help feeling they were slightly tighter than usual. she’d been out for a big meal last night – that was probably it. She looked over at Cole, whose head was resting on his hand, as he stared into space. Daydreaming again, no doubt.

At 25, Jenifer was one of the youngest teachers at college, and there were a lot of cute students she liked. Clearly she could never date one, but that didn’t stop her thinking about it. And when Cole had stepped into her classroom…well, that was a good day.

She lifted her jeans slightly, pulling them up. “Must’ve shrunk in the wash”, she thought as she felt her ass slightly packed in – certainly more than usual. She’d always had a decent sized butt, but it was never what she would have called big, or even particularly ample. But today it seemed…fuller. Making sure Cole wasn’t looking, she felt behind her and grabbed a cheek. It certainly seemed a bit swollen, but maybe it was just her shrunken jeans.

All the while, Cole was imagining Jenifer’s breasts and ass growing bigger and bigger. It was his favourite fantasy. Something that could never come true in real life, but was insanely hot all the same. In his mind’s eye, she was a blown-up, super-inflated super model, bursting out of her clothes and begging him to fuck her in the middle of the classroom. Luckily they were alone on this one-to-one session, he found himself thinking.

As the sunlight dappled through the windows, Jenifer strode down the row of desks towards Cole, talking as she went. “As you know Cole, ‘Call me Ishmael’ is the first line of the novel, and it’s important for many reasons, lots of which are written-”

Jenifer turned to gesture to the board, and heard a creaking as a desk scraped along the floor. She turned back to Cole, who was still looking into space. He hadn’t moved. She looked around. Nothing. Eventually, she glanced behind her, over her shoulder, and saw she’d knocked a desk with her butt. “Weird”, Jenifer thought to herself. “Guess I didn’t see it there.”

Her ass really did look a bit swollen this time, Jenifer thought. Maybe the hot weather? Her jeans felt quite a bit tighter now, and her butt really filled them up. Plus it was bumping into things; she’d have to have a look when she got home. She could feel her thong resting between her big cheeks, and wanted to reach down and pull it out – it felt like it was being smothered down there! Obviously this was all her imagination, but it did seem to be getting harder to walk. She was sashaying a lot more than usual, and on the way back to the board, she bumped into three other desks when she’d made it down there absolutely fine the first time. Were her hips wider?

Cole returned to the real world for a moment, and looked at Jenifer. Her ass really did look bigger to him. And he’d looked at her ass a lot. He frowned; was he seeing things? Jenifer had her back to him – she was writing on the board again. He stared at her ass – it looked really round and firm now, straining against the tight tan jeans she was wearing. Could this be real?

Suddenly, he noticed something even more incredible. Jenifer’s black shirt was rising up again – but this time, she wasn’t reaching up. She was writing at chest height, yet her shirt was rising up. Could this mean? Cole didn’t dare to believe it.

Jenifer carried on writing the passage on the board from memory. As she moved along, she kept feeling her boobs brush against the board – it was really distracting, as for some reason her nipples were really hard, and sensitive. She didn’t want Cole to see – she had a horrible feeling she was getting really turned on by how big her butt felt. It was really tight in her jeans now. She didn’t know what was causing it, but it was definitely bigger. And, unless she was very much mistaken, it was still growing. Her jeans were getting tight now, and it was getting harder to move. Were her hips wider too?

All of this was turning her on, and her chest felt tight. Her heart was beating faster, and to top it all off, her nipples kept rubbing against the whiteboard. Everytime she thought she’d stepped away far enough, her breasts rubbed back into it. The more she wrote, the further back she felt she was stepping from the board. It was almost as if…no, it couldn’t be. She adjusted her bra straps, which were feeling rather tight themselves, and realised with sudden arousal that began to make her very wet indeed that her bra felt incredibly tight.

She looked over her shoulder to see what Cole was doing, and she noticed he was staring at her quizzically. She smiled nervously back at him, feeling her ass seemingly grow again, bulging out into her tight trousers, and, with her back still to Cole, looked down her black shirt.

What she saw made her heart beat even faster: it looked like when she gotten dressed this morning, she’d put on a bra two or three sizes too small – her tits were way too big for it, and were bulging out of the top of the cups, really pressed in by the large mounds on her chest.

She…she didn’t know how to explain this. Could it really be – were her tits getting bigger? Swelling up in front of her very eyes? She breathed deeply, and her breasts swelled with the breath, then when she breathed out, they seemed to deflate much less than usual. Maybe her breasts were growing. Jenifer was desperate to take her bra off, but it was going to be very hard without Cole noticing. There was only one thing for it – carry on teaching.

“As I was saying, Melville’s intention with chapter 3 was to ensure that we, as the readers, know exactly…”

Cole’s eyes widened. Jenifer was definitely bigger. Much bigger. Her normally small, perky breasts had been replaced with two melon-sized bulges on her chest. He could see the straps of her bra pressing into the large mounds – what was going on? He looked at Jenifer’s face, and knew that she knew, and was as confused as she was. Cole was amazed. Had he done this? Could he do it to other people? All he could do was think, as hard as he could: “grow bigger. Much bigger.”

As if in response, Jenifer’s bust slowly, but noticeably, swelled bigger with each breath. Cole noticed the same thing Jenifer had, moments before – every time she breathed in, her chest filled up with air, and then when she breathed out, it was like half of that air remained. Cole estimated her breasts normally poked out about two inches in front of her. They were nice, but small. Looking at her now, he reckoned they were about five inches straight out. Her bra was really struggling to contain them. They were really obviously swelling now, bulging out way in front of her compared to usual. She was clearly flustered:

“The thing is…I mean…what you’ve got to understand about whales, is…”

PING! There was only the two of them in the room, and the sound echoed around the wooden walls. Jenifer’s bra had loudly burst under the strain of her growing breasts. Cole could see it lying under her swelling bust, outlined against her shirt. As Jenifer’s breasts swelled bigger – they were about 6 inches straight out now – her shirt lifted up at the bottom, and the lacy black and blue bra fell to the floor. Cole’s mouth practically hit the floor.

Jenifer was starting to panic. Her tits were getting really large. Plus they were growing, which was crazy! And they were heavy. She felt like she had two large grapefruit strapped to her chest, and her shirt was really struggling to keep them held in. She could see the buttons begin to strain as the sheer width of her breasts began to pull the two halves of the shirt apart. The base of her shirt was pulled up by her bulging bust, leaving her slim waist exposed.

“Um, Miss…are you ok?” Cole ventured. She was getting too big to ignore.

“Of course, Cole, what wouldn’t I be?”, replied Jenifer, her six inch protruding breasts slowly ballooning into seven, stretching the fabric of her increasingly tight shirt almost audibly, as the seams began to give the more her swelling tits filled up the increasingly limited space.

“As…as I was saying,” Jenifer wiped her brow, accidentally hitting the side of her large right tit with her hand on the way down, send it jiggling madly, putting her tight shirt to the test – it was really hard to remember that she had these huge things on her chest, where nothing had been a few minutes ago – “Blue whales are the largest animals known to have existed.”

Cole raised his hand.

“How large are talking, miss?”

“Big,” said Jenifer, breathing in deeply, causing her already large bust to swell even bigger, creating big ‘o’s between the buttons where Cole could just about see her huge, growing cleavage, as her massive tanned boobs were pressed together by their shrinking prison, “really, really big.”

She was getting indescribably horny now, and she had to sit back, mainly to relieve the pressure on her huge, growing tits, which had expanded to about nine inches straight out now. Her shirt was really struggling, and most of her midriff was exposed as the rest of her top rode up to try and contain her massive, wobbling bust.

She sat back on her desk, desperate for some relief from her bulging, swelling form, and was shocked to feel how high up she was. She realised with a shock it was from sitting on her massive ass, which had grown about three inches in size since she’d last checked. It was like sitting on two massive cushions, and her jeans were fit to burst. It made her so horny, and she found herself secretly hoping she’d get even bigger.

Cole, unbeknownst to her, was doing the same thing.

In response, there was a ripping noise, as a button pinged off Jenifer’s shirt, flying up to the ceiling and down, as her massive tits grew bigger and bigger and bigger. They bulged to nearly eleven inches straight out now, and her shirt wasn’t going to last much longer. There were about four buttons left before she would have to lose the shirt completely, and her huge cleavage was now much more on display. The remaining buttons were already quivering with the strain of having to support her swelling bulk.

“So, in chapter 8, you can see that Ishmael-”

PING. Another button flew off. Jenifer’s breasts were truly huge now, impossible to ignore, and only getting bigger with each passing second. She only had three buttons left, and there was twelve inches of huge titflesh bulging out in front of her. Her shirt wouldn’t last much longer. The sheer weight of them pulled her from the desk and she fell forwards, bracing herself against the front desk in the room.

Cole watched with shock as Jenifer’s huge form fell forwards – luckily her humongous, still growing breasts cushioned her fall. For one glorious moment, her colossal tits pressed against the front desk, and bulged out into an enormous mass of cleavage that turned Cole on more than anything so far. The desk buckled under two heavy boulders smashing into it, and almost collapsed, but just about managed to stay upright.

Jenifer looked to be struggling though – her tits were getting so huge now, that she could barely stand upright. She was like a gorgeous blow-up doll, and she was still growing. She was also incredibly horny.

Cole jumped out of his seat, and went to support Jenifer. She turned, her huge tits facing him, and he felt a sting on his chin as another button pinged off, releasing even more of Jenifer’s huge tits to swell fowards into him. Cole was fifteen inches away from her, but her bust still pressed into him. Jenifer looked into his eyes, and smiled, growing bigger with every passing second, pushing into him as she swelled and grew.

Cole heard a tear as Jenifer’s jeans began to rip, her huge ass expanding out of them, growing larger and larger with every passing second.

“Cole”, Jenifer breathed, “Are you…doing this?”

Cole didn’t know what to say. “I…think so.”

“Make me bigger, Cole. Make me as big as you can.”

Cole closed his eyes for a second, and the deed was done.

Jenifer could already feel the pleasure coursing through her body as she swelled bigger, all pretence at the student-teacher relationship forgotten. Her already titanic breasts became more enormous with each passing moment, pushing further into Cole, who was incredibly hard by this point.

Jenifer grabbed Cole with her arms, holding him still as she expanded into him. Two more pings occured in quick succession as her breasts inches forward, bursting out of her shirt, her two huge mammaries spilling out, pushing up tight and tighter against Cole in a riding mound of cleavage.

Cole reached behind her confidently, feeling her enormous ass as it slowly bulged bigger, tearing out of her ridiculously tight jeans, which were in tatters trying to deal with her rapid expansion.

Jenifer was a huge, swollen goddess, and she fell to the floor with Cole, smothering him in her massive, increasingly swollen tits. They were about eighteen inches straight out, and so huge, round and pert that it was like looking at two zeppelins attached to her slender frame.

“Suck on them while they grow”, begged Jenifer, as she straddled Cole and tried to tear off his clothes. Unfortunately, her huge tits were just too large, and she couldn’t get round to Cole. Quickly he scrabbled his clothes off, and Jenifer put him inside her. Lying on the ground, Cole grabbed an enormous nipple, and put it inside his mouth. It almost filled his mouth.

“Ooooooooh god” moaned Jenifer, as bolts of pleasure shot through her.

Cole could feel her breast expand in his mouth as she grew bigger and bigger, and his hands could just about reach her ass, as her cheeks grew into them.

“Fuck me hard”, ordered Jenifer.

Cole didn’t need to be told twice. It didn’t take long – they were already both so turned on by all the expansion, that they came really hard together after only a few minutes of incredible, growth-filled sex.

They both lay panting on the floor. Cole turned to the glorious, over-inflated sex goddess that used to be his teacher. Her tits wobbled and bulged, sticking up like two enormous towers from her chest. She’d come so hard, she could barely breathe.

“Make me bigger, and you get an A”, was all she could manage.

Cole smiled, and closed his eyes. He had homework to do.

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