Expansion Quickshot 2 - The Shirt (Patreon)

"Sooo? How does it look?" A short, buxom brunette asked her partner, stepping out into the living room in her new shirt. It was a long sleeve, light grey in color, tight, made of a cotton/fleece blend."Aww, it looks great on you, babe!" She honed in on her partner's chest, her prominent bosom practically outlined by the new garment, every curve on full display. "How does it fit? Is it warm?"The short brunette with the tight shirt's name was Hazel, named after the color of her eyes. Her partner, a taller redhead, went by Ginger, a cliche she embraced since childhood. Meeting in school and moving out together, working nine-to-five jobs to pay the bills for the past few years, Ginger and Hazel had built a bond up with one another. Said bond had lead to very intimate conversations. Conversations that had lead Ginger to...indulge in something. Having been one of the several gifts Ginger had gotten Hazel for the holidays, it seemed innocuous enough; however, Ginger couldn't help but think back on a drunken conversation from a few months back, where she had confessed one of her biggest secrets to her:"I have a...I dunno, a kink? A fetish?" Hazel laughed, taking a sip from her beer and setting it to the side. The two had stayed up pretty late at this point, enjoying their shared day off. Ginger continued, hesitating a moment before powering through. "I just...I dunno, one of the biggest things I found hot about you was...y'know, your boobs...""Yeah, duh Ginger, I know." Hazel replied with another lighthearted giggle. Ginger continued on, trying to pull it apart further."No, so...um, so like...let's speak hypothetically, um...if there was...ever a way to like...make your boobs bigger...let's say a pill or a cream or whatever...would you take it?" Hazel put her finger to her chin, then looked down at her chest. She shrugged, shaking her head."Nah. I got plenty, I don't need any more." She stated bluntly, grabbing them by their sides and shaking them, a sight that made Ginger drool. She snapped herself out of it and continued."Ok, but...let's say I...y'know, I would find it really hot if they were..." She paused, knowing full well the reaction of her words would be. "...bigger." Hazel gasped."Bigger? Are you kidding me? Have you seen how big they are already?! How is this not big enough?" She shook her DDs, her crop top baring more cleavage as it drew down from the mad wobbling that had been put on display for Ginger."Oh Hazel...my honeybiscuit...you know you're just absolutely perfect to me..." Ginger played up her cheesy grandeure, stroking the side of Hazel's cheek as she made eye contact. "Its just...I dunno...a wild fantasy of mine? I'm sorry, I know its silly, its just...its always been something I've...just...wanted to see..." Hazel melted at her partner's sincerity; her guard fell and shattered."Well...I mean, if its something that would make you happy, my love...consider this conversation my consent, should the opportunity ever present itself." Ginger's eyes went wide at the words."I...you mean it?" Hazel nodded, her eyes beaming, smile wide."Of course, honey. Anything for you!"Fast forward to three days after Christmas and here was Hazel, unknowingly wearing a high tech shirt, designed to make her tits bigger.Ginger had found it on a website she had gotten recommended through a forum dedicated to finding ways of increasing bust sizes. The technology seemed new, so very little was known about it; but from the few comments she had been able to find, it seemed to work as advertized. She decided, why not? Might as well try it out.The advertizement laid out all of the details: NEW! From GroTech! Introducing: clothes that can make you grow bigger overnight! Made of a high tech cotton-polymer blend designed by GroTech Industries, within this shirt is a substance, contained between the layers of fabric and kept in place through some sort of scientific wiardry. Once the wearer's body temperature falls enough from REM sleep, said substance will secrete into the surface of the wearer's body, which would soak it in and cause the wearer to grow. For our tops: at most, the wearer can grow three cup sizes in one go. A controlled amount is released to assure only a maximum of three cup sizes will occur. This growth will then wear off within a few hours.Multiple uses are possible. Please be aware that it is reccommended to wait 24 hours in between uses, as side effects may occur, which may include excess swelling, fever, and a chance of the growth becoming permanent.Ginger's eyes glazed over reading through this, admittedly bored and unamused by anything beyond the idea of making her girlfriend's boobs even bigger than they already were. It was almost a dream came through when it arrived in the mail, in a plain box with little features, shrink wrapped in plastic. Giddy with excitement, she boxed it up, and within a few days was delighted at Hazel's surprise at the gift."I should probably wash it-""Already did!" Ginger lied, not wanting to mess up the chemicals within. Hazel let out a delighted sigh."You're so thoughtful, babe...I'll definitely try this one on later this week..."Ginger had seen that coming, and she played it cool; she wanted this to be a surprise, her kink guiding her devilishly though the waters. A voice in the back of her head told her that she should tell her girlfriend what would happen, but...the temptation was too great, and even if she had to ask for forgiveness, Ginger would only have this opportunity once. And she had to take it. And, a few days later, that opportunity was finally here, Ginger stealing excessive glances at her partner's chest, tightly picked into the grey cotton shirt. The night continued on, Ginger getting tired and making her way to bed first. She knew that Hazel would pass out in that shirt, as she usually did in anything cozy. Sure enough, Hazel made her way into bed a few hours after Ginger and passed out as well, still wearing the gray shirt that would soon begin its sinister designs.In the middle of the night, Ginger awoke from the sounds of stretching fabric and her girlfriend's moans. Looking over, she gathered herself a moment, their room lit by a dim night light in the corner, enough for Ginger to see her girlfriend's tits two sizes bigger than they were before. The sight made her rub her eyes in disbelief as she watched cleavage bubble up out of the tops of her shirt, her DDs now looking almost as big as her head, the surfaces crawling down her chest and spilling across her arms. Ginger found the sight too hot and couldn't control herself; her hand made her way down her pants and she began to masturbate, her other hand clenching the sheets as she watched her girlfriend's tits grow bigger and bigger, the hem crawling upwards as the last cup size swelled into her cannons, their growth slowing to a stop as Ginger bit down on the side of her thumb so hard it almost bled, suppressing a scream as she came hard.Flopping back down on the bed, Ginger passed out almost immediately, the experience knocking her out cold, a dumb smile across her face. When she awoke the next day, she looked over to confirm that it wasn't a dream. And there Hazel laid, on her back, tits now upgraded to, what would hypothetically be, an H cup. Two plump honeydew melons sat on her frame, and all Ginger wanted to do was grope and feel every last square inch of them. They looked perfect. The temptation was great, but she didn't want to wake her girlfriend up too early; for one, she worked the late shift, and appreciated getting as much sleep as she could get before going to work. And usually, once Hazel was woken up, she couldn't really get back to sleep. With one silent 'goodbye, I love you' whisper on her way out the door, Ginger left to work. The sound of the door, however, seemed to stir Hazel awake, as it did every so often. As she laid there, she couldn't help but feel the new weight of her expanded chest lay heavier on her, something she didn't know how to process at first; her mind still foggy from sleep, she brought her arms up to them and scooped her cleavage up into her face, giggling at the feeling of warmth engulfing her."So warm...I must be...dreaming...mmm..." And so, comfy in her chest pillows and fleeting in her consciousness, Hazel did something she never did: she passed back out.An hour passed. Hazel drifted into deep sleep, her body once again dropping in temperature as it reached REM sleep, and the shirt reacting once more, releasing more of its chemical into Hazel's breasts. They drank it in, however, something was wrong this time around; the chemical that had just been absorbed that night didn't have time to fully integrate itself into her breast tissue and settle within her cellular structure. This new dose, mixed with traces of her old dose, now spread further out, soaking into her milk ducts and causing a new reaction to occur.It sounded as if a coffee maker had turned on; a small gurgling sound started to emanate in the room as her tits resumed their growth with new vigor. The sound got louder and louder as her breasts continued to swell, the pace picking up faster than the first time around, the chemicals swirling within her tits causing them to go into growth overdrive. The "three cup sizes only" rule, something that was designed as a safeguard to keep women from growing too big at once, was now completely being ignored; with too much of the chemical in her body at once, they began to swell rapidly, flesh crawling down her navel as she slept.Hazel let out a grunt of discomfort, her face scrunching up as flesh started to seep out of the bottom of the shirt. Cleavage also bubbled up from the collar, her tits starting to swallow the shirt as threads began to snap and rip from the coming onslaught of growing breast. Where there were once honeydews there were now fully grown watermelons, flesh squeezed inwards from the increasiongly undersized shirt, which now began to tear down the middle, titflesh bubbling out of the front as it finally gave in with one long SHRIIIIIP!The noise awakened Hazel. Her eyes shot open, frozen to the spot for a moment as her brain kicked in, eyes staring down at what looked like an endless valley of cleavage before her."AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Birds flew out from nearby trees and into the air, frightened by the shrill shriek that just rang out from Hazel and Ginger's apartment. For a moment, she just laid there, breathing heavy, eyes wide in disbelief at the sight in front of her. Slowly, she brought her hands up to her massive bust, her torso completely engulfed by the two massive tits that commanded her front. Pushing in, there was a give to them, her tiny hands making the smallest dent in their surfaces; the sound the accompanied her touch made her heart sink. It was a strange "slosh" and "gurgle", making her hands dart away from them."What...is...going...on...?" Hazel muttered between deep breaths. After a moment, she looked to her side, seeing her phone just out of reach. She tried to rotate her body to reach it, but it grazed her fingertips, unable to move. As much as she could try, even with all her energy mustered, she couldn't move from the spot. She was stuck. And the thought made her sweat. Looking at the clock, she felt a mild sense of relief seeing that her girlfriend would be home from work any minute.She struggled some more, still unable to move underneath the weight of her behemoth breasts, until finally, Hazel heard the sound of the lock clicking and the door swinging open."Ginger?!""Hazel? Are you still home?" The voice got closer as the bedroom door swung open. Ginger audibly gasped, stepping backwards at the sight of her girlfriend's now beach ball sized tits."Wh...this...it wasn't supposed to do THAT!" There was a silence for a moment, Hazel slowly cocking her eyebrow, staring daggers at her girlfriend."...what do you mean...'it'...?" Hazel inquired, feeling her blood pressure rise as she reached behind herself, removing the scraps of her new shirt from her body. As she tossed it aside, she watched as Ginger's eyes followed the garment as it fell to the floor; she pieced it together instantly. "The shirt?! How did that shirt do this?!""I...I found it online...you said that...if I could make you bigger...""Yeah, um, not THIS big, Ginger! What the FUCK did you do to me?!""I swear, it was only supposed to add, like, three cup sizes! This is not what they advertize-""Oh, I'm sorry the shady titty growing product you found on the dark web doesn't WORK the way you thought it did!" Ginger flinched at Hazel's yelling, slowly approaching her as Hazel pouted, avoiding eye contact with her. "...I don't go on the dark web, silly-""C'mon, Ginger! Look at me! Like...what the fuck am I supposed to do? I can't move, they're so...fucking...heavy!" She tried to lift herself up, but only flopped back down on the mattress, once again needing a moment to gather her breath. Ginger was definitely dazed. The sight was not only one of her biggest fantasies, but she was scared shitless too; she got what she wanted, but the fantasy certainly didn't feel as sexy as it did in her head. The look of fear on her lover's face made her heart sink, setting a hand gently on one of her massive teats. It quivered at her touch, a loud gurgling emanating from her as she flinched from the sudden surge of milk pushing through her breast and towards her nipples.Ginger quickly let go, feeling her girlfriend's breast suddenly go hot as the gurgling got louder and louder."What...what's happening to me, Ginger?" Hazel asked between breathless moans, the feeling making her groin wet as she clutched at the base of her breasts. The feeling started to subside, which frustrated Hazel instantly. In spite of her grabs, she couldn't reach her nipples like Ginger could. "...Ging...could you...do me a huge favor...?" There was a pause before Ginger responded."...what?""Could you...um...do that again? But like...kinda...pullatmynippleabit...please?" She rushed the statement out, her face going deep scarlet as she hid in her hands. Ginger only smiled at her adorable lover, obliging slowly and sensually. She tugged at her nipples, both the size of bottle caps, protruding out a good inch as they seemed to pulse in her palms. Hazel bit her lip, pleasure pouring through her as she tried, and failed, to suppress her moans.And then, without warning, milk erupted out of her breasts and all across Ginger. The pressure was intense, knocking Ginger back on her ass as she coughed out stray sips of milk from her mouth, wiping her eyes so she could see again. Looking up, she saw the streams of milk blasting across the room gradually dwindle, reducing down to slow waterfalls as Hazel's moans disappated. Ginger stood, pushing her way up onto her feet, so she could see Hazel again. She smiled, seeing that she had shrunk significantly; they were still massive, honkers the size of her head, if not a bit bigger. But she could move again, shifting her way upwards onto the wall behind the bed, looking down and letting out a isgh of relief, the smile on her face slowly shifting as she stared down at her new head sized knockers."They're...gonna keep shrinking, right?" Hazel asked, eyebrow cocked with concern. Ginger giggled and shrugged."I'm...sure they will, dear. Just give it until tomorrow, ok?"Hazel obliged, hesitantly. She was exhausted, and decided to sleep off the rest of the night. And during that night, her body reacted; the chemical still buzzed within her, the sheer amount of it not properly integrating itself within her breasts. This caused her milk production to go haywire, and as she slept, her breasts once again swelled and swelled, slowly getting bigger and awakening Ginger, who was snuggling next to her. The sight looked like a dream to her, still exhausted from work and all the drama of Hazel's growing breasts. Without thinking about it, almost reflexively, Ginger reached her head up and latched onto Hazel's left nipple and started suckling. Milk flowed into her mouth, and she gulped it down generously in her sleep. Hazel moaned in her sleep, but she did not stir, as her right breast began to leak in response to her other being nursed on. They delayed their growing, and eventually stopped producing milk altogether, Ginger letting go of her nip. She laid there, on her stomach, in complete bliss. The milk in her stomach then caused it to growl; as it turned out, Hazel's milk was extremely fatty. In fact, it was about ten times fattier than any milk Ginger had ever drank before. Said fat had to be stored somewhere; and with all of that milk she drank, there was a lot of fat to go around. But, for whatever reason, most likely being Ginger's genetics, all the fat went straight to her butt. GRRRRGLEBRRRRRMMMThe loud sound of swelling cheeks rang out into the room. Ginger's boy shorts got tighter and tighter, flesh spilling out the top and bottom hems. It rise into the air on its own, spreading out to the sides as her hips stretched out to accommodate the onslaught of fat that was pumping into her ass. Her shorts inevitably started to spiderweb, material giving on and allowing her cheeks to wobble out freely into the air. Within hours, her once petite backside had evolved into two massive planets, both about a foot and a half in diameter, her hips having widened to be almost three feet wide, stretching out past her thin frame and making her go from stick thin to exagerrated pear.Ginger stirred, feeling her underwear wedging up her butt as she tried to pull it out. However, it seemed impossible to fix, and the more she pulled at it, the more she felt it tear in her fingertips. Finally, she fully woke up, her head darting to look behind herself and screaming at the top of her lungs. This caused Hazel to pitch forward, fumbling off the bed as Ginger grasped at her massive buttocks, hands sinking in to endless flesh that jiggled madly with every move."WHAT'S GOING ON?! HOW DID THIS...WHERE DID THIS COME FROM?! WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK NONONONONO!!!" Hazel got up, and couldn't help but giggle at her girlfriend's misfortune."Serves you right for cursing me with giant milky tits! They're still huge, by the way...""What even...did..." She felt her chin, still covered in milk, then looked at Hazel's side of the bed, which seemed to be soaked in milk. Her heart sank. "Did I...suck on you...overnight?" Ginger asked, quickly realizing how this had all happened. Hazel couldn't help but snicker."Kinky.""This isn't funny, Hazel!""Yeah, I'm aware, Ginger! I'm not the one that started it-unh!" Hazel doubled over, grabbing at her chest. The chemical in her tits was becoming unstable again; it was starting to spread further, and was causing fatty tissue to multiply rapidly. Before she could comprehend what was happening, Hazel watched as her tits rapidly bloated up, going from H cup to O cup in a matter of seconds before stopping. They sat at the top of her ribcage, nipples pointed up as they dribbled milk lightly. "What...is going on?!""I don't...oof!" Ginger rolled off the bed and onto her feet, wobbling unsteadily as she got her footing. She rubbed her stomach, which seemed to be a bit bloated and...sloshy? She couldn't put a finger on it, until she realized... "Am I...still full of milk or something?" She asked this just as her body decided to add more pounds to her backside, underwear shredding completely as more and more fat pushed out behind her, Ginger's face looking horrified as her cheeks started to resemble small yoga balls. They let out small jiggleswith each inch of fat that pumped into her cheeks. "Why is it still growing?! Fuck, fuck, fuck! This is...""How do we stop this?! Where did you buy this from? Do they have any answers?!""Some place called GroTech or something, I dunno!""Well look it up! We gotta find some way of fixing ourselves!" Hazel screamed out as her nipples started to leak once again, Ginger wobbling over to the computer and googling the name, finding a phone number.In time, GroTech always finds their experiments. And they'd collect them for study. In the name of science.THE END.