She knew that she shouldn’t. She was way too big already.

She’d seen porn stars – famous porn stars, whose disgustingly big tits were their unique selling point – with far smaller figures than she now possessed.

As yet the knowledge that the massive, shuddering wall of flesh that was now her chest could get bigger, well – that brought a fresh wetness between her legs, and caused her to giggle with glee. Such power!

Every time she giggled, her fucking massive tits shook and wobbled in front of her, threatening to pull her down with their sheer weight.

And such weight. She loved the weight. She’d need specially made bras to hold in the fifteen inch cannon balls that were currently protruding from her tall, thin frame. She pictured the enormous, strongly-made cups that would have to clasp her enormous medicine balls, strap them up and hold them against gravity’s greedy clutches. She dimly wondered if such a size bra would even be available? She supposed you could get anything these days – not that she’d ever seen anyone with tits like hers.

Her ass was also enormous, but thanks to fat people, she’d easily be able to get pants that fit, even if they’d be loose elsewhere. She felt it with both hands, and grew even more wet to find she couldn’t clasp fully around her massive, pert cheeks. Her underwear had practically been swallowed up between her two bulbous spheres

“Um…the director wants you on set, Miss Angelica.” Came the timid voice of the bearded teamster who’d dared to enter her trailer. He was kind of cute, in his own way. Plus this liquid she’d taken made her want to fuck anything.

“But I’m hardly dressed!” Kat cooed, lifting her arms to the side to show her body. She knew what the teamster’s reaction was going to, but she loved watching it happen. His eyes shot straight to her tits, which were positively crammed inside a massive old t-shirt she’d found in one of the cupboards in the trailer.

The label had read XXXL, but still her stupendous tits curved out like two overfilled balloons, and pulled it tight over her ballooning top half. The rest of the t-shirt hung limply below, leaving a sizeable gap between it and her flat stomach.

She’d barely been able to find any clothes that fit her gigantic ass, but eventually had found an old cheerleading skirt that rested over her massive butt cheeks and kind of passed for clothing, even if she still looked practically naked from behind.

And her face! So youthful and tight-skinned – she couldn’t believe it! Had everyone in Hollywood been using this stuff, and if so, why hadn’t she seen other impractically large-breasted women around?

“Well…could you get dressed…please?” Came the response from the bearded teamster.

Kat had quite forgotten he was there. She got so caught up in her big fat tits these days. She just loved looking at them, pressing her fingers into them and feeling how taut they were. She was just full up with solid, gorgeously bulging breasts. And there was no sag! Kat had no idea how that worked; she couldn’t see how gravity could support such colossal, bulging mass, but it seemed to be. Would she have to do back exercises to support them? She found such concerns tremendously exciting.

“But these clothes? They’re too tight.” Smiled Kat. She’d had an idea. She turned away from the bearded man, and tied her t-shirt in a little knot beneath her chest, like she’d done in the many summers when she was a teenager and wanted to attract boys.

Even with such a massive t-shirt that was hanging off her lower form, tying beneath her preposterous zeppelins was a challenge – there was plenty of t-shirt to use, but space beneath the massive 15 inch overhang was a premium, and Kat really had to work to get it tied.

But get it tied she did, and soon she had a massive tight pull over her gargantuan chest, emphasising the sheer size and scale of her breasts. They really did resemble nothing more than medicine balls – enormous, round and firm, riding high and massive on her thin figure. The t-shirt pulled incredibly tightly over them, and their beautiful round size was made abundantly clear.

Before she turned round, Kat reached down to her make-up desk, picked up the vial, and finished the last of the contents, licking around her mouth to make sure she got all of the goodness. If her plan were to succeed, she may not be able to move to get back that shop again.

Kat turned back around, her phenomenal jugs swinging gloriously, bound in by her newly-tied t-shirt. The teamster’s eyes flipped right back to their astounding size. He’d never seen breasts that size, not even in his videos. And this was a man who liked large breasts. These were something else.

Suddenly, Kat bent over. “Unhgh!”

The teamster noticed she had trouble bending far, as her breasts soon collided with her knees – there just wasn’t enough room for tits that big.

She stood back up, and regained her composure.

“Are you ok, miss?” He looked genuinely concerned, his arousal momentarily dissipated.

Kat coughed a little, feeling a massive surge coming on. Maybe she should’ve waited a little while. Each time she’d taken a swig, it had compounded the effects of the previous one. She was very, very big now. Maybe she should have left it at that.

“Fine, thank you…uh, what was your name?”

“Bert.” Said Bert, simply. “I can leave and come back in a bit, but the director really was specific about needing you in five.”

“Thank you Bert.” Said Kat, who was beginning to sweat, and was wiping beads from her forehead. This wasn’t like before. This was something new. She could feel her loins beginning to burn, and her enormous chest begin to tighten. As scared as she was beginning to feel, there was also a lot of excitement – this was a completely new frontier for Kathryn – and part of her simply wanted to see how big she could conceivably get before she couldn’t move.

She was about to find out.

As Bert moved towards the door, Kat’s chest began to expand again. Already at fifteen inches of protrusion, it was like she was carrying two large medicine balls, but despite their enormous size, her breasts began to inflate again, slowly blowing up bigger and bigger, like a pump had been thrust into their massive nipples, and was pumping. And pumping. And pumping.

Kat felt a massive bolt of arousal between her lips, and knew she was going to have to fuck Bert, whether he wanted to or not. She strongly suspected, from the way he’d looked at her immense chest, that he would be ok with it.

Her breasts slowly surged forwards, pushing against the now tight t-shirt that Kat herself had tied. She looked down to see two huge balls on her chest, and realised with a thrill that that was practically all she could see. She looked to her side, and saw the massive round curve of her tits, bulging around to take up most of her field of vision.

This was good, but she wanted more. MORE!

She got her wish.

Kat could feel her tits pushing against the white fabric trying to hold them in. The message on the t-shirt – “I heart NY” was beginning to warp and distort beyond recognition, and Kat loved the idea that her body was becoming too big for clothes to handle. She had no idea where this lust had come from – maybe from the amazing liquid she’d drunk – but it was here to stay, and she welcomed it. She’d felt so powerless for so long, and now the tables were turning. She’d love to smash through a table with her massive bulk. That would be fun.

Kat felt her tits expanding, and her massive ass continued to grow. Her underwear was truly invisible now, and she strongly suspected it had pinged off as her thighs and ass expanded beyond its capacity to hold them; her lower half was truly massive and swollen now, and looked incredible. She wondered what pants would be able to hold in her huge butt, and knew the same applied for her preposterous jugs, which were swinging out bigger and larger with every breath she took.

Her thighs began to press into each other, and Kat knew she’d soon have trouble moving; her legs and ass were just too big! She shouldn’t have taken that last swig, and yet Kat found herself scanning the trailed for more of the stuff – this wasn’t enough; it would never be enough!

Kat turned around, hauling her huge form, feeling her immense jugs wobbling and bulging against the huge t-shirt, which was starting to give (oh how she loved the sensation of the fabric breaking open trying to hold in her mighty bulk!) and found herself face to face with her mirror.

She barely recognised the swollen, wobbling mass in front of her. She looked like a parody of a porn star from a crude cartoon – her tits were approaching eighteen inches straight out, and were becoming the size of small exercise balls stuck on her now tiny-seeming frame. Her shirt was starting to give, and the feeling of the stitches breaking again sent new waves of delight to her cunt.

Looking at herself in profile, she was struck by how big her ass was. It was sticking completely out from under the loose flap of cloth that resembled the cheerleading skirt she’d put on. Her cheeks were so huge, pink and pert, she longed to feel Bert’s cock sliding between them on the way to her cunt – Bert! He was here, now – he could satisfy her!

She turned around, and felt a burst as the shaking of her titanic bust popped a seam in the fabric of the t-shirt. It wasn’t going to last much longer, and Kat was dangerous horny.

“Bert.” The man was almost out the door. “Come here, and take all your clothes off.”

He turned around, an almost beatific smile spread across his face.

“Really? Me?”

“Yes, for the love of god – you’ll do. Quick, before I explode!” Kat didn’t know what else to say. Her arousal was building to sickening levels, and she was worried what would happen if she didn’t release it. Whatever she’d taken, it did things to the human body that her biology was not prepared for.

She felt another rip as her top’s stitching came further undone, as her preposterous jugs surged forwards, reaching around the twenty inch mark. The logo on her shirt was beyond recognisable now; just a massive smear of warped black letters and a blobby red image – and as Kat looked down, she could see an almost indescribable canyon of cleavage down the middle of her shirt. Her gigantic breasts had pulled the overly large neck of the t-shirt away from her otherwise perfectly flat figure, and created a void of about five inches that was just filled with swollen, engorged tit flesh. Kat dropped a shaking hand towards it. There was barely any room to move. Her shirt was stuffed.

Looking back up, she saw the door was shut and Bert was naked. She almost laughed – he looked so sheepish – but she was disgustingly aroused, and he looked surprisingly good nude; he had a decently proportioned body and quite a large cock, which was standing very proudly to attention. Almost involuntarily, Kat licked her swollen, impossibly aroused lips. Every nerve was standing on end, waiting for release which her body craved.

Kat walked carefully over to Bert, feeling her tits grow and bulge with every step she took, pushing further and further against the completely taut shirt that pulled tight over her impossible mammaries. It wasn’t going to last much longer.

She kissed Bert hard on the mouth, and felt his big cock rest against her dripping cunt. Instantly, a fire shot through her body, and her breasts bulged forward even bigger, pushing Bert backwards. She was barely able to get near him; her engorged, still-growing tits were just so huge.

She pushed him backwards onto the couch in the corner, and sat down next to him. Trying to hold her tits to one side, she straddled him, and lowered her swollen cunt lips around his large member, feeling the intense delight of a cock filling her up, as her breasts bulged forwards. She could feel her ass still growing as she sat on his cock, and she knew Bert could feel her butt growing into his groin. His cock hardened, and she knew he loved it.

Kat looked down to see Bert’s face, but she’d forgotten that such views weren’t possible for her any more – all there was was a massive canyon of cleavage, two huge, incredibly full exercise-ball tits, ever-inflating, and the remnants of a t-shirt which was about to explode with the big, fat tits still blowing up within.

Every millimeter Bert’s big cock moved sent paroxysms of passion through her shuddering body. And the more aroused she got, the more she seemed to grow. Her tits were too large now, even by her lusty standards, but she wanted nothing more than to fuck and fuck that big cock that was thrusting into her tight wet cunt. Nothing else mattered.

With an enormous rip, her ridiculously tight t-shirt finally gave way, and the true scale of her mammaries was laid bare for her and Bert to see. She couldn’t see his face, but she knew his brain would be boggling with the sheer size and heft of her breasts. They were scarcely breasts any more, but two massive bags of flesh over twice the size of her head each. No one in the world had breasts this large. They were over twenty two inches straight out, and she could see nothing but these massive, full, veiny monstrosities pulling her over with her weight.

The view of her tits showed Kat truly what she’d done to herself, and she both loved and loathed the sight of them. Her lust and arousal were in full control of her now, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to function in society with tits this big. She wondered how easily she’d be able to move. But then she felt another movement of Bert’s cock, and urged them to swell bigger – more, more more!

She was like two people, and she knew her role in this film was long over, so what was a few more inches. After intense deliberation, as lust battered reason from all directions, Kat gave in, and writhed her tight wet cunt harder over Bert’s dick, causing it to rush towards arousal.

She felt it harden further, preparing to come, and this in turn brought her closer to climax, which bulged her breasts out another half inch, bringing them well on their way to twenty-four inches straight out. They were too big. But she wanted more. She grabbed both nipples, which she could just about reach, and tweaked them mercilessly as she rode Bert’s hard cock, desperate to squeeze more out of this last final growth spurt. If she was going to be this big, she wanted to make damn sure she was the biggest.

And then, suddenly, when she realised she could see almost nothing beneath her utterly huge, shuddering, groaning bust, she knew it was enough, and she could give herself over to coming.

As soon as she did, her body convulsed, contracting over Bert’s dick, which took such an invitation to barge the door down, and erupted in fountains of ejaculate, which flooded Kat’s throbbing, tight cunt.

With every pulse, Kat’s orgasm grew stronger, as if it was being pumped up, and her screams increased in frequency and pitch – before too long, she was bellowing with primal intensity.

“Oh my fucking gooooooooood!”

This was the second orgasm in as many hours, and the intensity the second time round was almost incalculably larger than the first, which had been the biggest orgasm Kat had ever experienced. She couldn’t describe how good it had felt. She knew instinctively she would never know its like again.

She heard a vague muffling and hefted her enormous form off the couch on shaking legs, allowing Bert some air. He propped himself up on the arm of the couch, his eyes somewhere else. Kat moved herself into a position where her tits weren’t obstructing him – this meant getting her chest lower than him, so she could look over it and see what was going on.

It was truly ridiculous now. About twenty five inches in front of her. She’d never run again, for example. Or if she did, she risked being a parody of a Baywatch parody. She wondered dimly where she’d get clothes from, and found she didn’t actually care.

She looked down at her impossibly large breasts, and stroked the top of one lazily with a finger. So firm. They were just packed. Stuffed. She was comfortably sure she had the biggest pair of tits in the world.

Then it struck her, properly this time. Her acting career was over. The director would make sure of that.

And then another, more exciting word flew into her brain. Something that until a few hours ago would have been inconceivable, but grew more tempting by the second. She smiled, spelling it out with big, still-swollen lips.

She hefted a stupendous tit absent-mindedly, reaching towards an enormous nipple.

“P-O-R-N.”

Yeah. She’d be fine.

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