"I think you have some escapees," said Tenfingers, smirking while surveying the scene.
Jalah looked down. Somewhere on her short journey to the floor her breasts had left the snug confines of her linen dress. She let out a small gasp and immediately turned her attention from rubbing the growing lump on her head to attempting to cover herself. Her awkward position on the ground made it a struggle.
"Girl, relax." Tenfingers attempted to soothe the situation. "They're just boobs, right? Nothing I haven't seen before, just scaled up." She smiled for her friend in reassurance. Then she noticed something. Jalah's already imposing bosom was scaling upwards right in front of her eyes. The swell had been subtle enough at the start to escape her attention, but the growth was unmistakable now. And they would not be contained. Jalah's efforts to corral her breasts back into her dress only set her burgeoning bust jiggling and bouncing in a merry dance of disobedience. With a sigh she temporarily relinquished the fight.
"Here, move the table away from the wall so I can get up easier." "Hello?"
"Huh?" Tenfingers answered dreamily. She shook her head before replying further. "Ah, sure."
Soon Jalah was back on her feet and laboring to clothe her unruly upper half. Her growing chest had finally leveled out, but that didn't stop her friend from staring, and under the pretext of helping her don her dress, touching.
"Where," she said, excited, "were you keeping these all this time?"
To which a miserable looking Jalah replied: "Covered."
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Jalah looked down. Somewhere on her short journey to the floor her breasts had left the snug confines of her linen dress. She let out a small gasp and immediately turned her attention from rubbing the growing lump on her head to attempting to cover herself. Her awkward position on the ground made it a struggle.
"Girl, relax." Tenfingers attempted to soothe the situation. "They're just boobs, right? Nothing I haven't seen before, just scaled up." She smiled for her friend in reassurance. Then she noticed something. Jalah's already imposing bosom was scaling upwards right in front of her eyes. The swell had been subtle enough at the start to escape her attention, but the growth was unmistakable now. And they would not be contained. Jalah's efforts to corral her breasts back into her dress only set her burgeoning bust jiggling and bouncing in a merry dance of disobedience. With a sigh she temporarily relinquished the fight.
"Here, move the table away from the wall so I can get up easier." "Hello?"
"Huh?" Tenfingers answered dreamily. She shook her head before replying further. "Ah, sure."
Soon Jalah was back on her feet and laboring to clothe her unruly upper half. Her growing chest had finally leveled out, but that didn't stop her friend from staring, and under the pretext of helping her don her dress, touching.
"Where," she said, excited, "were you keeping these all this time?"
To which a miserable looking Jalah replied: "Covered."