Celia sat down in front of Luke, smiling from ear to ear. It’d been a big night before, and both were feeling pretty hungover. They were good friends, so Luke had suggested they go gorge themselves on burgers until they felt better. “Wear loose fitting clothes”, he’d advised. Celia had laughed.

They sat down opposite each other in a booth, and Celia ordered right away. She leant her tall, thin frame over to Luke, her small breasts ensconced inside a very loose white t-shirt and baggy jeans.

“You followed my advice”, Luke observed. “Wise.”

Celia’s stomach rumbled. “I’m gonna eat a lot.”

Luke grinned.

Very quickly, a large burger and fries were placed in front of her, along with a chocolate milkshake. She dug in, stuffing handfuls of fries into her mouth and gulping down the milkshake. She moved on to the burger. Grabbing it in both hands, she looked up to see Luke smiling, expectantly.

“What are you…” she cut off mid sentence.

Celia felt herself shifting in her chair. She seemed…higher than before, and her jeans felt a little tight. She ignored it, and finished off her shake, holding the burger in one hand. The booth felt a little smaller.

Forgetting her earlier comment, she moved onto the burger, which she attacked with relish. It tasted incredible; she got sauce and juice all down her chin, dripping onto her shirt. She was hungover, it was a Saturday and she didn’t care. Before the meal was finished, she ordered another round. The same again. She was dimly aware she didn’t normally eat this much – she must’ve had a lot to drink the previous night. She was too hungry to think straight.

Finishing off the burger with a large belch, she leant forward towards Luke. He really was rather handsome, if a bit quiet. As she leant towards the table, she noted a heaviness in her chest, one that seemed to be growing with every passing moment. Looking down, she gasped. Beneath her loose white t-shirt, her breasts were…bigger. Growing! Letting out another burp, she marvelled as her small boobs swelled outwards, bulging forth beneath her bra.

Luke looked on, smiling.

“Am I going mad?” Celia asked, straining to undo her small bra as her bulging breasts struggled to break free.

Luke shrugged, sipping his glass of water.

Celia finally managed to unclasp her bra, and her growing breasts broke forth, filling her loose white top. Celia could see their clear outline beneath the shirt. They shoved forth about three inches from her chest, and felt incredibly round and firm. Swollen, even. She gave them a little heft, and squirmed in her seat – they were both heavy and sensitive.

Celia suddenly realised her legs were much closer to the base of the table than she remembered. “What gives?” Feeling underneath, she grabbed her tight jeans, and – wait, tight jeans? She’d purposely chosen loose ones. She felt down the back of her jeans, and suddenly realised how much bigger her ass had gotten. “Holy shit! I’m growing!” She said, out loud, letting out one more burp, her enlarging breasts wobbling and swelling.

Luke smiled again, in silence.

“You knew this was going to happen!” Celia said, a strange smile on her face, her growing tits still bulging forwards, her legs being pressed slightly against the table by her still swelling ass. At that point, her next meal arrived.

“I’ll deal with you in a minute.” Celia said, still smiling. “Oh, same again, please”, she said to the departing waiter.

She started with the burger this time. “I take it this one goes to my chest?”, she said, with eyebrows raised. “You’re lucky I want huge tits”

Even Luke was surprised at how quickly she demolished the burger. Letting out a huge belch, she washed it down with some milkshake, before popping in some fries. “And these go…” she pointed downwards, to an ass that was already wobbling and bulging into her increasingly tight jeans.

Leaning back, she stretched outwards, thrusting her growing boobs forwards. Since finishing the burger, they had begun to grow, bulging and surging forwards beneath her increasingly tight t-shirt. The fabric stretched and tightened as her swelling tits expanded, huge, round and firm, beneath the tight material. Her breasts swelled out a full eight inches in front of her now, and if her ass hadn’t continued to grow pushing her up in the seat, her breasts would have begun to rest heavily on her food. They maintained a great firmness in their increasing size, and poked out like watermelons, even without the support of her now pitifully small bra.

The base of Celia’s t-shirt was still loose, but the top half was incredibly tight, as it struggled to contain her bulging, expanding tits. They were swelling by the second, pushing outwards against the straining material, as her ass grew and she rose up in her seat. Her legs were now tight between the seat and the table, and if she grew much more, she’d be wedged in. Celia found that she didn’t hate the idea. On the contrary, she was becoming very turned on indeed.

“So what do you think of me, Luke?” Celia asked, as her tits visibly swelled beneath a groaning t-shirt. She felt tearing as the fabric began to give. Her breasts were so wide, and bulged out almost further than her arms, which lay by her side. She noticed, with increasing arousal, that her tits were slowly growing to cover her forearms, which were resting on the table. She was so horny, and her nipples showed it. They were growing too, and poked out an entire inch on their own. Luke’s eyes briefly flicked down.

“I have a boner like you wouldn’t believe”, he said.

Celia really did believe it – she’d never been so turned on in her life. If her growing ass hadn’t made her pussy so hard to reach (her legs were pressed firmly against the base of the table, and there wasn’t much room to manoeuvre), she might have fingered herself right there. Her breasts swelled forwards once more, then seemed to stop, poking out a full ten inches in front of her. She realised with a thrill that she couldn’t see the empty plates beneath her huge bust.

“Just one more ought to do it”, Celia reasoned, her huge tits swaying as she leant back. She was fully wedged in now, and she didn’t care. Her ass and tits were huge, but she wanted them bigger. She wanted Luke’s hard cock inside her and between them.

The last meal arrived. Celia lifted her tits up with both arms – they were so heavy! – as the waiter removed the previous tray. He slid the new one down on the table, but Celia noted with further excitement how far away it needed to be placed from her so as not to be smothered by her massive tits. It was closer to Luke.

She leaned forward to reach it, pressing her colossal breasts into the fries. They were just so huge now there was no way they weren’t going to dip into her food. She completely didn’t care. By now she was in a frenzy, desperate to grow bigger, to be huge. She stuffed food into her mouth with gay abandon, not focusing on what it was, just desperate to bulge bigger and further, to feed the beast within.

By the time she realised what had happened, she’d finished, grease and sauce around her mouth. She wiped it with her hand, noting with renewed arousal that she had to move her hands round to the side, as her breasts bulged out. So large and wide. Her tits started to swell again. She watched, having finished her food, as her boobs grew and grew and grew. Her shirt stretched and bulged, rips appearing in the fabric to the side of her breasts, as they pressed out wider and wider. Her jeans began to tear as her ass grew bigger and bigger. She was almost five inches higher in the chair than she had been when she sat down, and her big thighs were crushed between her growing ass and the stationary table. Eventually, after a frenzied bout of expansion, the table popped upwards, and rested on her huge legs. It’d been pulled out of the floor.

The tray rolled down the table towards Luke. Celia leaned forward to grab it, but hadn’t accounted for just how big her breasts had become. They were resting massively on the table, and Celia couldn’t lean forward at all. There was simply no room. It was like she was carrying two super-inflated beach balls on her chest, ones that were still expanding and bulging against her terrified t-shirt. Leaning forward just bulged them down even more, putting further pressure on her shirt, which ripped a little more. They were so colossal, she could barely fathom it. Her t-shirt had ridden up to just cover below the base of her huge, curvy breasts. It was very tight on her back, and would go very soon. Celia decided to take action.

She tried to stand up, but fell right back down in her seat. She was amazed at how much padding her huge ass how had – she barely felt a thing, though her jeans ripped further as her ass bulged out when she fell on it. The reason she’d fallen was – of course – her utterly colossal tits, which swelled a full fifteen inches out in front of her. She’s picked such a loose t-shirt, but it was at its limit. Thank god she hadn’t picked anything smaller, she wondered dimly, beneath the cloud of arousal that was filling her brain.

Placing her hands on the table (to the side of her still widening tits), she hefted her massive form up until she was standing. She could feel her still growing ass resting gently against the back of the seat, so huge was it.

“I don’t know if you thought I’d go for this, Luke, but I’m now going to fuck you very, very hard”

“It was a calculated risk”, replied Luke, noting another tear grow on Celia’s top, her swelling bust growing even bigger.

Celia tried to leave the booth, but it took her quite a while. First she squeezed her huge ass away from the table, which had been pretty much destroyed, and tried to back towards the entrance. Luke was a little in the way, and her colossal breasts thrust forwards so far (sixteen inches now), that moving past him was just impossible. He didn’t stop her pressing her titanic tits into his chest, but both agreed it was definitely time to leave, before Celia couldn’t.

Luke took the initiative, and left first, leaving the swollen Celia to bulge out after him. She squeezed her tits together to make it out of the entrance to the enclosed booth, and stopped, noting her incredibly wide ass was wedged in the gap.

“Pull”, she commanded, reaching her arms out for Luke. She was stunned at how tiny they looked, pressed into the two tremendous orbs that bulged out in front of her, still wobbling and growing, the huge amount of tit flesh spreading around her arms, which almost disappeared into her humongous melons. Luke grabbed her arms, pushing them together slightly as he pulled. They pressed further into her colossal breasts, creating two deep dents into them, sending tit flesh upwards towards the top of her shirt. It was going to break any second.

Celia popped out of the gap, as her ass grew further, ripping her jeans all the more. She wobbled to the restaurant entrance, glad it was a double door. She found herself unable to walk without sashaying her tremendous behind, her massive tits wobbling all the time. She was truly huge.

Luke disappeared to pay, then reappeared behind her. She turned to see, accidentally pressing one of her huge breasts into his chest. He could feel her incredibly hard nipple.

“Let’s go right now”, he said, his erection straining against his trousers.

Celia wobbled out into the parking lot, still growing and expanding all the time, and waddled towards Luke’s car. Despite her huge ass and tits, she was amazed how slender she was elsewhere. Hers was truly an hourglass figure.

Luke unlocked the car, and got in the driver’s seat. He opened up the back door. Celia leaned down to the open door, feeling her huge breasts press into her legs as she dipped. She felt her jeans rip, almost for good, as her ass continued to swell.

“Get in the back with me, right now”, she growled. There was no pretence at sexiness; she was in desperate need. This turned Luke on all the more.

Wondered if there would be room, Luke clambered over the front seat and sat in the back, indescribably aroused as her watched Celia try to squeeze herself into his car. It wasn’t a small vehicle by any means, but she was just so big. With her massive ass sat on the seat, her head nearly touched the roof. And her breasts, which were still swelling outwards to almost seventeen inches in front of her, were pressed wildly up against the seat in front, creating a huge squeeze.

“Help…more room!”, she wheezed, only slightly mock-dramatically.

Luke whacked the seat forward, allowing her humongous tits to spread out to their true size. In doing do, her t-shirt finally gave up the ghost, ripping and tearing into shreds as her massive mammaries surged forwards. Her jeans were all but gone, so, without being able to see down to her legs due to her colossal breasts, Celia tore the rest of them off. She was so wet.

She felt Luke clamber onto her, his massive hard cock resting against her chest. She grabbed it with one hand, and put it inside her, as her tits continued to grow into Luke, who had no choice but to push between them, or his dick would never have reached Celia. She felt her ass grow one more time, and her head bumped into the car roof. She bent down to see an enormous sea of tit, with Luke looking up. He kissed her hard on the mouth as he thrust his large dick inside her.

Just before her world exploded with the most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced, Celia saw the little bag on the front seat, with the words “takeaway” on it. In the midst of the humongous orgasm, Celia felt mild relief.

Now she could get bigger.

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