Close Call

Close Call
"Beth, Beth? You there? Hello?" The voice on the other end grew increasingly indistinct as her attention shifted away from her conversation and towards an alarming new feeling.

Pressure. Lying on her stomach had squeezed her chest enough to start it; subtle at first, but it was rapidly building to an intolerable crescendo. She got to her knees but didn't find relief. With teeth gritted against the pain she walked to the full length mirror across the room, each step bringing with it unwelcome pinpricks to her now erect nipples.

"Oh my god!" Beth surveyed her twin in the mirror. Her breasts, normally merely gigantic, were growing fuller and firmer before her eyes. The pinprick sensation in her nipples came back and graduated to a steady stinging. She couldn't figure out what it meant until she touched where her shirt covered them and her hand came away wet. She looked closer at her reflection and saw the two dark circles spreading outwards. There wasn't much time to make it to the bathroom.

On the bed lay the forgotten cell phone. "Beth? Are you OK? I'm calling 911."


A Nonny Mouse on
Oh nice, very, very nice! :D

katheb on
Well this Image is Nive in every aspect the Big breasts and butt the expression on her face

and teh added story

awesome work again Woot

animeloveofthegods on
Great as always Woot!

CaptRory on
Hehehehe! That's great! Definitely worth the wait!

Sarah on
A very nice piece as usual, Woot. ^^

Melissa on
What in the world is happening to her? D:

Somebody on
Haawt

:D

unubiquitous on
Isn't it obvious, Melissa? Milk :)

jax on
woot you gota continue this story

BalloonPrincess on
We need to see more! :)

Blue Leader on
I always like your pictures. :)

Djoser on
Her face expression is so cuuute =3 i love it!

Logic on
I would have never been happier to be a paramedic in my life.

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