Leanne's story

2016-11-30: Little update...just had to "fix" some things in the quick & dirty lv.4 version.Exchanged the version. The original can be found at my stash Hi everyone,just received another short story by the talentedinspired by the Leane Shunshine morph Made a quick Lv.4 version of Leanne, since I'm sure she's grown a little bit more since last timeBig thanks for the story!! Love it.Original story post as always in's stash ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------You nailed the interview. Your references cleared. Everyone enjoyed your portfolio. Your reputation precedes you and you made it into the big leagues. They penciled you in for one of the most prestigious and sought-after photo shoots in recent history: cataloging Leanne's newest size for posterity.As you were ushered into the palatial estate known as Busto Grande, you recalled your first experiences with her photo sets. They were quite monstrous even five years ago, roughly when she first appeared. Each breast was the size of her head easy, if not a little larger. Their hefty girth tantalized the senses so well, it was only natural that she spurred interest in photography - even if your first forays thereafter were of wildlife and weddings. So many deer and swans photographed, so many bridesmaids. It felt like an eternity waiting for this moment.Here you were finally, touring the exquisite gilded corridors and rooms of the Busto Grande estate, eyes enjoying the decor and furniture. Pictures of Leanne hung from the walls, showing her progress from head-sized to 'today.' You were fairly certain none of them captured her biggest size to date, which explained why you were brought in (among other reasons). Capturing her in her latest meant the world to you and now, the world was brought to you.Your guide opened a back door to the glorious Olympic-sized swimming pool. It was majestic, but you know already knew it was going to be - and weren't the least bit surprised by its luxury and size as a result. It wasn't the biggest thing that caught your eye, anyway. That distinction went to the subject of the moment: Leanne herself, reclining on a deck chair with her body draped in a massive towel.It was clear from what the towel covered that Leanne grew considerably of the course of a half-decade. You approached cautiously, attempting to hide your 'excitement' for your chance to prove your mettle - to her, to your employer, to anyone who found breasts worthy of record. There was nothing in the world stopping you now.Leanne stretched her arms and moaned as she felt her muscles tighten. She gasped with pleasure as she turned her head towards you, smiling as your camera dangled from your neck. A simple wave of her hand as she rested there made you blush and smile, waving erratically in return. It felt like being in high school again, going on a date with the head cheerleader - and she was way bigger than you anticipated.As you came within five feet of her, you offered your hand for a shake - sheepishly retracting as she laughed, hoisting herself up on her arms, her pillowy bosom squishing against her knees. She creakily leaned on one arm as she stretched out the other, urging you to reach for it and help pull her up.You obliged quickly, pulling at her arm to let her stand up swiftly. Her hands felt intensely smooth, her body giving off a hint of floral scent as she stood, if a bit wobbly. Her towel, for its part, remained secure on her body thanks to expert tying. She bowed, gently of course as to not disturb her balance any further than her breasts already had. With a hearty smack on your back, she welcomed you into her closed circle.You followed her across the pool's ornate perimeter, chatting up a storm. Talks of gaming mostly, as it wasn't a long journey. Your jokes struck a chord and made her laugh, a promising start to your photo shoot. All told, the bonding was good and there was only one thing that would've made it better.As you reached the pool's stairs, she told you to take a good look since it was go time. Leanne swiftly removed the knot keeping her towel secured to her body. It swiftly lowered to the ground as gravity took its toll, sliding down her bosom. From your perspective, it was in slow motion, like an opening to the most glorious wham scene in cinematic history. It took the ensuing view to knock the wind out of your lungs.Leanne placed her hands on her hips and tilted them seductively, letting her massive bosom loose unto the world. They were massive beyond all reasoning, easily hiding her torso and parts of her legs. It was . . . glorious.