Gif: There Goes My Straps Again (Breast Expansion) Part 2 (Patreon)

A Random Day 507 - There Goes My Straps Again (Breast Expansion) Part 2A Random Day 505 - Here We Go Again (Breast Expansion) Part 1https://www.patreon.com/posts/gif-here-we-go-136148129- Story -It hadn’t quite been 24 hours since my "gigantic gigga boob" incident, and I was already back at it again. Last night’s bar escapade had been wild—I’d managed to shrink my absurdly massive chest down to something more manageable, but the curse was still active. I’d spent the rest of the evening nervously sipping drinks and praying I wouldn’t suddenly transform into a human beanbag chair.This morning, though, I had an early modelling gig. I figured I’d be safe—it was just a quick photoshoot for a swimwear brand. How bad could it be?Famous last words.I arrived at the studio, my body still a 30-year-old in its "reduced" state when it came to my breasts—curvy but not overwhelming. The crew was setting up, and I slipped into the bikini they’d picked out for the shoot. It was cute, a white and teal striped number with delicate straps.Then, she walked in.The director was a total milf—stunning, confident, and rocking cleavage that could start a riot. She introduced herself, and I couldn’t help but notice how her low-cut top accentuated her assets.And then it happened.The curse, ever the opportunist, decided to kick in again. A pink flash engulfed me, and I felt that familiar tingle in my chest.“Oh no,” I muttered, watching as my breasts began to expand.They swelled rapidly, growing fuller and rounder, the weight pulling them downward until they sagged slightly but looked undeniably voluptuous. The bikini straps strained, creaked, and then snapped, sending the top flying across the room.The photographer froze mid-sentence, his camera still pointed at me. “Uh… Kira?”I sighed, crossing my arms under my new chest to keep them from swinging too much. “Yeah, I know. Big surprise, right?”The director, to her credit, didn’t skip a beat. “Well, this is unconventional, but it’s not the worst thing that’s happened on set. Let’s roll with it.”So we did. The photographer snapped away while I struck pose after pose, my new milf tits jiggling with every movement. I even managed to laugh about it, leaning into the absurdity of the situation.During a break, the director walked over, her own cleavage rivalling mine now. “You know, you’re handling this better than most would.”I shrugged, giving my chest a playful bounce. “Well, it’s not every day you boobs suddenly grow huge (get cursed) with killer curves.”She laughed, shaking her head. “Well, whatever happened, they work, Kira.”By the end of the shoot, I was exhausted but weirdly proud. The curse was still there, but I was learning to roll with it.It wouldn't be too long now, and I can just morph myself back to a more energetic, youthful form.

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