Christmas Wish 4

Christmas Wish 4
Morgan's hands fumbled at the buttons of her pajama top. She wanted to shed anything that helped contain the terrible heat. The first two came unfastened easily, but the lower ones were too tight to budge. She screamed in frustration. "What did you do to me?!"

"More like: what did you do to yourself? You just failed the second test. For a while you were genuinely happy and grateful in your own awful way. You could have kept your bigger chest had you not ruined it by insulting me. Now you're going to see that bad behavior has consequences."

"Consequences like me suing the crap out of you? Ugh!" A spike of warmth and then her chest was growing again. Much faster. It pressed against her top and easily cannoned the remaining buttons across the room. Unchecked by their flannel prison, her boobs were billowing out before her at an alarming rate. And they were heavy. Overcompensating for the new weight, Morgan spilled onto the bed. Her jiggling breasts slapped the top of her thighs. As they settled, she could feel them expanding down her ribcage, then engulfing her lap.

Morgan wasted no time in launching into a non-stop stream of insults so vile the imp felt the need to interject. Actually it produced a roll of duct tape and applied a section of it to the girl's mouth to quiet her tirade.

"Wait, didn't you figure out the connection between your running mouth and your out of control rack? This is for your own good. I mean, technically I'm not supposed to intervene at this point, but I think you've learned your lesson." One look at Morgan trying to yell at it despite her gag and the imp realized its mistake. "Wow. So... stupid! Well hey, its been fun, but I gotta get to the station. If I don't catch the 7:30 Suck train, I'll never get back to Fuckupsville in time for my shit-eating appointment. Have a nice life there princess."

With that, the imp vanished, speckling Morgan's vast bosom with soot. She wanted to scream, to curse the imp for doing this to her.

Worryingly, the warmth had returned to her breasts.


OppaiOppai on
great picture this one, love how her breasts are taking over her

belphagor on
If I don't catch the 7:30 Suck train, I'll never get back to Fuckupsville in time for my shit-eating appointment. LOL!

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