New story. A.C.E.S.

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A.C.E.S.
pt.1
Just a "Little" Disorder


In the early part of the 21th century a new and debilitating disease that targets only women has emerged. Actually to call it a disease is not entirely accurate it is a new genetic mutation in our society. It is called Mamroengorgus disorder where as an imbalance in the genes of young women ( around the late teens to late twenties ) causes extreme and immediate growth. Given the young age of the individuals the hormone spike is triggered in the chest area and the victims breast grow to extreme size vary rapidly, often the effects of this disorder are so severe the subject is left immobile. The percentage of women with this dangerous gene is not as low as one may think as well, up to 45% of the population has this gene and of that percent many will exhibit symptoms before they are out of the danger age. However all hope is not lost. As a companion to this strange genetic fluke there is another, much smaller group of women that have developed a genetic disposition to the defect in others with this disorder. These women can by means science can't explain absorb and naturally burn off the rampaging hormonal growth and effectively cure the patient, returning them to normal size. In the beginning these women were not allowed to practice there odd ability because medical science could not explain it, however due to public out cry at the effectiveness of this method the gorvernment has now a days imployed these women to help manage the crises caused by this disorder. These women are know as the Accelerated Chest Enlargement Service or A.C.E.S. for short.

“So class that is why today after lunch we will be getting a visit from the A.C.E.S. group to have testing done to determine who in the class has the mamro gene and the ladys from A.C.E.S. will personaly insturct those unforutnet young ladys about how to cope if they feel an attack coming on.” Mrs. Whites human development class was probibly about the same feeling as the stun line at a slauter house, a blunt speech after a short history film. Hanna thought. Nearly half the girls in this room would probably test positive and half of them at some point or another will blow up like a parade flot at a random inconvenient time, way to ease us into it. Of course it's not like any of the girls in this class are learning anything new today, since late grade school all the students her age hear about the horror storys from highschool girls. So and so's best friend ran out of class today and the A.C.E.S. lady had to come see her. Still it would be nice if they could get a teacher with a little tact to explain it, many of the girls looked scared, probably her too. Mrs. White dismissed the class and Hanna and her friends Kelly, Phoebe, and Samantha all left for lunch.

“That class was a nightmare.” Sammy said. “Well we'll deal with it after we get the test,” Phoebe says, “maybe we'll get lucky and all test negative.” “Not likely Phoebs,” said Kelly, “but if I do test positive I just hope it happens early to get it out of the way and I hope I have time to get somewhere private.” “Pore Mary-Ann.” everyone echoed. Mary-Ann Fowler was a senior at there school until she had her outbreak right in the middle of class and was to embarrassed to come back. She had fallen asleep in class and was woken when her breasts started to crush her desk. It was every highschool girls worst nightmare, to have an outbreak in front of everyone instead of getting up dignified and going to the bathroom. Just then Hanna noticed every male eye in the yard trained on the fence and she knew the A.C.E.S. were here.

The two women that got out of the SUV were unmistakeably A.C.E.S. All A.C.E.S. wore relatively the same outfit, some kind of sensible business pants not to dressy and a form fitting expandable top with short tight selves. The tops were not made out of spandex or nylon but some kind of special material that apparently could simply not break when stretched. This uniform is for the fact that women from A.C.E.S. breast grow whenever they heal someone and gradually shrink back over time. The blond of the group certainly was testing her tops endurance with a pair of breast nearly the size of beach balls. “No wonder the boys were stairing,” Kelly said, “she’s a walking wet dream.” The brunet with her was not nearly her size but all A.C.E.S. women have huge breast even when not inflated, hers were well up the alphabet, maybe L, just big enough to rule out being both natural and implants, only A.C.E.S. looked like that. The two women walk into the school without paying the crowd any attention. “One time I saw one of those girls in town, her boobs were so big they were nearly past her waste.” Phoebe said. “And how are they supported?” Sammy asked. “Its not like they can hide a bra under those skin tight shirts even if one big enough existed, but there boobs never sag no mater the size and they can always lift them.” “I'm perfectly happy not knowing.”Hanna replied.

After lunch all the girls in there grade where excused from class to go to the nurses office and have blood taken for the test. The A.C.E.S. girls were nowhere to be seen and the process of taking blood was relatively quick. “The test results will be ready at the end of the day and if you test positive you'll be required to stay behind and speak to one of the A.C.E.S.” The nurse said. Hanna just nodded.


At the end of the day the P.A. chimed and the list of names was read out. It was in alphabetical order and when they pass Hanna's name it was like a wight was taken off her shoulders, or maybe chest. Hanna looked over guiltily at Sammy and Phoebe who both tested positive. At the end of the announcement the P.A. cut out but quickly crackled back to life, “Miss Hanna Summers please report to the principles office as well.” Hanna's heart froze, what could they want with me if I passed? she thought frantically. She looked over at her unfortunate friends who shrugged. At the office the long line of depressed girls ran out into the hall. Hanna was plucked from it and her friends and quickly asked to wait in the principles main office. Principle Sterling was a middle aged women, short, sharply dressed and Hanna had always liked her aside from the fact she rarely ever had to see her. “Miss Summers.” She said as she came in. “There’s been a small problem with your test apparently and the A.C.E.S. women asked if you could be kept here until we're sure the results.” “So I may be positive after all.” Hanna said quietly. Principle Sterling came over and took Hanna's hand. “Even if you are there’s nothing wrong with that dear, you know when I was young I tested positive and later needed to be cured by an A.C.E.S.” She let the words sink in, patted Hanna's shoulder and excused herself. Adults always know how to make it worse she thought, the thought of kind hearted, motherly Principle Sterling with tits down to her waste nearly made Hanna gag.

She didn't know exactly how long she waited but it had to be hours, just then the door opened and the two women from A.C.E.S. walked in. The storys about there chests were true, the blond was now a manigable if not still huge size and it took all of Hanna's will to drag her eyes off her chest. “Hello miss Summers,” the brunet started, “My name is Grace and this is Jennifer we're here today to test all you girls and we've had some problems with yours.” “So does that mean I'm positive?” Hanna asked. “No not really.” Grace said. “But... how much do you know about the Accelerated Chest Enlargement Service?” “You’re the women that can cure people with Mamroengorgus disorder, your special somehow genetically.” Hanna replied. “Yes that’s true and the thing that makes us special is vary rare so it throws us a bit when this situation happens.” “What situation?” Hanna asked the hairs on the back of her neck standing up. “Well dear you have the same gene we do, you’re an A.C.E.S. candidate.” Grace said. “She going down.” Jennifer chimed as Hanna fainted, the last thing she could remember was a huge pair of tits hanging over her as she lay on the carpet.

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A.C.E.S.
pt.2
The Day Off


“Hanna.... Hanna.” Whys mom waking me up on a Saturday? Hanna thought. When she opened her eyes she realized she was still at school and her meeting with the A.C.E.S. girls was not just a bad dream after all. “Oh no.” Hanna said. “Yeah, the ladies from A.C.E.S. told me when I got here.” Her mother said. “Mom what am I going to do?” “That gene is so rare the government pressures anyone with it into joining A.C.E.S.” “Have you seen those women Mom?” “They're freaks.” “It’ll all be ok honey.” Her mom said. “I have already talked to the women and they want to talk to you again when your ready.” Hanna nodded weakly and her mother went to go get them.

“Hello again miss Summers.” Grace said as she came in. “I have to apologise for earlier, this happens so rarely that I never thought I'd have to break this news to someone and I could have handled it better.” “It's ok,” Hanna said. “But I don't think I want any of this, I was planing on going to University not government service.” Grace sighed and leaned back in her chair. “This was handled so badly, we've scared you, eh?” “I'll bet Jennifer showing up after a job didn't help ether.” Hanna blushed. “Well I have to try and convince you to take the job, it's just to rare a trait to let slide.” “But what about my life?” Hanna nearly wailed. “I had plains, I have a boy friend, what about my family? If I were to join I'd get shipped off to some part of the country that needs A.C.E.S.” “Actually,” Grace said. “You wouldn't have to, we have a woman in our city ready to retire and you could take her place, it’s the least I can do after all this.” Hanna couldn't talk she just mouthed quietly. “You know, it’s a good job.” Grace pressed. “We get a generous salary, housing if needed, you wouldn't have to go to university to have a good job.” “But... won't my body change if I join?” “Like yours, no offence.” “Yes that is one of the down sides, your body will pretty much be government property, but it's a normal eight hour shift lifestyle and the rest is free time aside from being on call.” “How about I make you a deal?” “Tomorrows Saturday take that day off to think about it and on Sunday come to the agency and you can come on a call with me to see how things work.” “Do I have a choice?” Hanna asked. “Yes and no,” Grace said, “Technically I have to take you in tonight but I trust you to make the right choice, you'd be helping a lot of people.” “I'll think about it and come in Sunday.” Hanna said. “Good, thank you so much for keeping an open mind.” Grace said.

On the way home Hanna couldn’t even speak. “You know dear I think it wouldn't be that bad, those women are valuable and respected people.” Hanna couldn't answer she was in shock, the thought of becoming one of those women with there huge breasts and strange job, she wanted to be a doctor. When they got home Hanna completely ignored Zoey, her younger sister, asking questions like. “Is it true those A.C.E.S. women wanted you to join them Han?” Hanna just trudged off to bed.

In the morning Hanna was awoken by the ringing phone. “Hanna?” “It's Owen you there?” “Owen hi, um nows not the greatest time.” “I herd about yesterday,” Owen said, “Your sister works fast.” Damn that brat and damn all of Facebook. Hanna thought. She was probibly the laughing stock of the school right now. “Hey it's ok, you need someone to talk about it?” “It's not the kind of thing you can help with, you’re a guy.” “Yes but I'm also your boyfriend and I imagine your feeling pretty shitty right now, come get a coffee with me, please.” “Ok,” Hanna said.

Owen was a tall blond hair guy Hanna's age, he was on the basket ball team and got good grades, he was handsome, caring, and Hanna couldn't help but wonder if he still didn't do a back flip when he herd the news she was soon to have striper tits and a piece of cake day job. “Han.” he said as he huged her and gave her a coffee. “What am I going to do Owen?” “They want to make me a freak and my mom and everyone around me says it’s a career opportunity.” “Well I know its not what you want to hear but I can't really argue that from what I've herd. You'd be saving people, just in a different way.” “I know that,” Hanna said, “but it's not my choise, it's forced on me from my genes, the government wants to force me.” “Well I don't know what to tell you Han, I know your probably thinking I have anterior motives for you joining.” Owen said with a grin. “And how do you feel about that?” Hanna asked, “My body changing, being about as appealing as possible.” “Well I wont lie to you, I think it's great, but not if it's not your choice Hanna.” He said taking her hand. “That makes me feel so much better.” Hanna said sweetly and sarcastically. “Well at least I was honest Hanna, that was about as much of a loaded question as you could give me.” Owen said. “You decide what you want and I'll be on your side.” Hanna couldn’t hold that against him, she had her coffee and wondered what she would do.

The rest of the day was a parade of people coming over or calling asking Hanna about if it was true and what she would do. She wanted to kill Zoey but she was already grounded for her posting this on Facebook and her mother wouldn't let Hanna see her. That night she overheard her mother and father arguing. “Karen I don't want my little girl taking that job, for god sake I don't want my daughter looking like that, what would I do if the sight of her gave everyone including me a boner.” “That’s a bit dramatic isn't it Robert?” “Have you ever seen one of those women walking around Karen?” “Sometimes there so huge its not even sexy its just confusing.” “Rob if she takes this job she's not going to become some whore, she'll be helping people.” “Just like that A.C.E.S. that helped me when I was twenty.” Hanna Father was quiet for a long time. “But she doesn't want to do it dose she?” he asked. “She'll decide that for herself Rob, but ether way we have to support her or this will destroy her life.” Mom. Hanna thought, she's just looking out for me. I guess I can at least go down there and see what will happen. Hanna went to bed undecided but she was no longer dreading the thought of having to chose, at least she had people that cared about her.

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A.C.E.S.
pt.3
The Ride Along

Hanna stood in front of the Accelerated Chest Enlargement Services building working up the nerve to go inside. “This is the dumbest choice I've ever made.” She said and opened the door. In side was like any office waiting room, a woman behind a desk in the corner typed away at her computer and a row of chairs sat along the wall. “Hello.” the secretary said. “Do you have an appointment?” “Yes I think so, my name is Hanna Summers.” “Oh miss Summers have a seat and Grace will be down in a minute.” The woman paged Grace and Hanna waited.

When Grace came out she led Hanna into the back and toured her around the office. It had the feeling of being more like a fire house than an office, there were couches and a big TV in one corner and a workout room in back. Grace lead her over to her desk and started going over how there was paper work and reports to do on every job. “The place looks awfully empty?”Hanna said. “Yeah Sydney and Kesia are out on calls and its Jennifer and Joanna's day off, we'll just wait for a call and then we can head out.” “So, um if I were to agree to all this what happens?” Hanna asked. “Well first there is the hand off.” Grace said. “You would take over for Beth, the woman retiring soon, It's a simple procedure that would make you like us, an A.C.E.S.” “After that we'd train you, teach you how to cure and after a few supervised jobs you would be responsible for a shift like the rest of us.” “And aside from calls what do you do all day?” Hanna asked. “Well there are odd jobs around here obviously and a rookie would get a lot of the work but it would only be for your shift.” “Aside from that mostly we just sit and come down from the last call we were on.” “Come down?” Hanna asked. Grace made a rounded motion in front of her chest and Hanna fought the urge to run. “The effects of a healing last for about 4 or 5 hours, or longer depending on the size of the patient, usually you stay on site until your able to move on your own then come back here.” “If there's another call before you come down though another girl will be called in.” As gently as Grace was trying to sell this the urge to run was building.

Just then a page for Grace sounded and she and Hanna went up front for the details. “What’s up Rachel?” Grace asked. “An in home call, good one for the girl to see, she said she wasn't to big.” The secretary replied. “Great we shouldn't have to wait to long to leave that way.” Hanna fallowed Grace to the parking lot and jumped into the SUV with her. “Oh I forgot, you can drive right?” Grace asked. “Yeah.” Hanna said. “Good otherwise we'd have to have someone drive you to your jobs, you will have to sort of relearn to drive when your big though.” Hanna just stayed quiet. “So... your still not really sold on the hole thing are you?” “Honestly.” Hanna Said. “I don't think so.” “You really think that you can turn your back on all the people that would need you?” Grace asked. “I just think I could help as a doctor more and it wouldn't be so strange.” Hanna replied. “Well lets just leave that for later today, were here.”

“Ok so here are the rules.” Grace said. “When we get in there it's not about you anymore it's about her, no mater how bad she is you have to act normal, just stand back and watch, ok?” “Ok.” Hanna said. “So her name is Whitney Doyle, she's 23 and she lives alone.” “How do we get in?” Hanna asked. “Haha perks of the job.” Grace said jingling the car keys and getting out. They went to the front door and Grace took one of the keys on the ring. “We get a master key to all the front doors to apartments in the area.” “And the apartment door?” Hanna asked. “Haha my master keys.” Grace said holding up two small metal picks. “Your gonna pick the lock.” Hanna said skeptically. “Not like we can get the patient to come to the door.” Grace replide. When they got to the door Grace did indeed pick the lock, vary quickly actually. “Your awfully good at that.” Hanna said. “Lots of practise unfortunately.” She open the door and called out. “Hello, A.C.E.S. may we come in?” “Yes please.” A voice came from around the corner. “Now just act normal.” Grace said to Hanna. As they came round the corner into the living room Hanna was hard pressed to act normal. Whitney Doyle sat in the middle of the living room on the floor, her breast were huge, almost the size of small bean bag chairs keeping her from budging an inch, the tatered remains of a T-shirt scatared around her. “Hi my name is Grace Larson.” “I'm with A.C.E.S. and I'm here to help.” “I have to ask, do you mind if this young lady stands and watches?” “She's a trainee.” “Sure I guess.” Whitney said. “I've done everything I was told in my interview and the growth has stoped so I'm ready.” “Good I'm just going to get some measurements for our records and I'll start the healing.” Hanna stood by the door and watched, the pore women could barly move, she had no idea it was like this. As Grace measure the women she said. “Good I should be able to get out of here right after the healing, I have a ride today.” “If you need any time you can stay.” Whitney said. “I owe you.” Grace walked over to Hanna and leaned in to whisper in her ear, “Could you really turn your back on helping this woman?” She looked Hanna in the eye. “Ok I'll start the healing now.” Grace said. She walked over to the girl on the floor and knelled before her. Hanna realised she didn't even know how a healing worked, she never had an interview. Grace took a deep breath and placed both her hands on the woman's swollen chest and closed her eyes. Nothing happened at first then Hanna realized Grace's chest was getting bigger under her stretching top, Whitney's chest started to shrink as well. When It was all over It was like Grace switched places with Whitney, the stretch top really was incredible, completely covering her now massive chest. Grace gave a small shudder and opened her eyes. “All done dear.” She said. Whitney slowly stood, gathering the remains of her shirt to cover herself. “Thank you.” She said. “Well all part of the job.” Grace replied. What Grace did next was impossible, she leaned back and lifted her huge chest in one smooth motion. Hanna's mouth hung open. Grace's chest jiggled and wobbled with every small move. “Well we'll be going now miss.” Grace said. “Ok and thank you again, both of you.” Whitney replied. Grace walked over in the direction of the door, the movement of her chest made Hanna stare like an idiot, her breast hung down to her waste and stuck out a good two feet, round and firm. Grace made a shoeing motion, Hanna backed out into the apartment hall and Grace followed, she had to squeeze through the door way, both sides of her chest mashing together.

“How are you moving around?” Hanna asked as they got outside. “Our bodies are different.” Grace replied. “When you do a healing your body will compensate to a certain degree so you can move but after a certain point anyone will be immobile.” As they got down to the car Grace tossed Hanna the keys. “Could you drive dear?” “I'm a little occupied.” Hanna got in but did not start the car. “I don't have a choice do I?” Hanna asked. Grace sighed. “Knew you'd figure that out eventually.” She said as she squeezed into the passengers seat, she barely fit and her tits pushed right up on the dashboard. “The government will force you if you don't agree. It's this or pretty much homelessness, they won't let you hold down a normal job.” “And I won't have to go away if I agree?” “Yes, I promise I'll make sure you stay in the city.” Grace replied. Hanna started the SUV and headed back to the agenise.

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A.C.E.S.
pt.4
The Hand Off


Hanna had to be at the agenise for five o'clock today for the "hand off". That’s what they called the ceremony of becoming an A.C.E.S. She was excused from school now, now she would do a sort of home schooling in her off hours. She sat on the couch staring at the clock, ate lunch, this must be how death row feels. At 3:30 she went to the school to see her friends before she had to go for her appointment. When Hanna saw them coming out she went to them but Kelly went ahead of the others and stoped Hanna. “Hi Han,” she said, “Um Hanna don't get mad but the others, there really awkward about seeing you, you know because the whole A.C.E.S. thing.” “You haven't already....?” “No, not yet, today.” Hanna replied. “I don't understand, they don't want to see me?” “No, it's not that, its just... you know, one day you may have to "see them", they thought it would be really weird.” Kelly said. Of course, Hanna thought, they both tested positive. “If there willing I'd like to see them, even if that ever happens I don't what to loose my friends.” Kelly nodded and waved them over. “Hi guys.” Hanna said. “You don't have to be scared, I'm not the grim reaper of boobs just yet.” In spite of there nervousness Sammy and Phoebe laughed. Hanna rapped both of them in a big hug. “That stuff doesn't matter,” she sniffed, “we're friends.” They stayed like that for a long minute. “Your going today right?” Samantha asked. “Yeah at 5.” Hanna replied. “Um... do you un, want us to come with you?” Phoebe asked. The thought hadn't even occurred to Hanna, was she allowed? It's not like it was some sort of secret organization in an underground bunker. “You'd do that for me?” “A minute ago you were afraid that talking to me would be weird, I get the feeling this will be worse.” “You said it Han, were friends.” Kelly answered. All the pent up tension and stress of the last few days cracked then and Hanna started to cry, her friends were there for her.

The four friends stood out side the Accelerated Chest Enlargement Services building and it was five o’clock. The same woman from the other day was at her desk when Hanna and her friends walked in. “Oh miss Summers your right on time.” “Beth is already here and Grace wanted to be here for you too but it looks like you have that taken care of already.” “Yes,” Hanna replied, “I hope that’s ok right?” “No one ever said my friends couldn't come.” “No that’s fine.” Rachel replied. “It's just that I don't think this has ever happened before... They do know what’s going to happen today right?” She said pointedly looking down at Hanna's chest. “Lady one day we may be a lot worse off than Hanna will be today and she'll be there for us,” Sammy said, “We're here for her.” “Ok, Ok I'm not going to stop you.” Rachel said. “It's just really rare is all, go on in they're waiting for you.”

Inside Grace sat on a couch next to a middle aged woman Hanna assumed was Beth. Grace stood up to greet the girls, her chest was not huge but swollen several sizes more than the norm. Must have had to work today, Hanna thought. “Hanna I'm glad you’re here and these must be your friends?” “Yes they wanted to be here for me.” Hanna said. “Well lets get this show on the road.” Beth said standing up. Grace took Hanna aside. “Ok Hanna now you've seen me heal a woman already, it's just like that only you'll be taking the little extra something you need to be an A.C.E.S. rather than all the excess.” “So I'll be as big as her?” Hanna asked eying Beth’s enormous rack, the woman had big round breast only a little smaller than her head but she had a more appropriate build for it, Hanna would look freakish at that size. “That’s right and she'll be brought back to normal so if it helps think of it like a healing.” A life sentence of a healing. Hanna thought. Would she be that age before she could retire? “So what do I actually do?” “All that’s needed is skin to skin contact and well... will, willing her breasts into you, that’s the only way
I can explain it.” Grace said. “Normally the two women do this topless but seeing as you brought an audience would you like to have my gift for you early?” Grace held up the smallest shirt Hanna had ever seen, almost as small as baby’s clothes. When she took it in hand and felt the stretch she knew right away what it was and thanked Grace.

Hanna stepped out of the back room where she changed, the form fitting stretchy top was a tricky thing to get on but after her head was in it pulled over her body with no effort, stretching as she pulled it down. It hugged every curve she had. Hanna's breasts were never anything to write home about but she was not flat chested, she couldn't help but think the outfit made her look good. Beth stood in the middle of the TV area, topless. Beth's body was strange, though she looked fit and trim the inevitable age wrinkles showed on her skin in all places except her big round breast which looked like those of a woman half her age, they also were perky and firm despite there size which Hanna knew was impossible except for these women. Hanna's friend stood with Grace by the side of the room and Hanna shot a glance at them before approaching Beth. “Sorry sweetie, but there's no other way to do this than touching them.” Beth said. Taking a deep breath Hanna gingerly took both Beth's breasts in her hands, they where perfect she thought, firm but soft. A long moment pasted where Hanna didn't know what to do. “Um... not that I don't like a good grope but could you try to move along dear?” Beth said. “Take it easy Beth,” Grace said. “She's new and only seen this once.” Hanna didn't know what to do, Will them into her, what the hell was that supposed to mean. Hanna closed her eyes and tried to think of herself with these huge tits she was holding. She felt good for a moment, like the idea would be good, was she losing her mind. A moan escaped from Beth but was quickly cut off. “Why'd you stop kid it was working.” Hanna opened her eyes and her hands flew off Beth’s chest like it was a hot stove and straight to her own. They were bigger, not by much but her breasts were definitely bigger. “You have to finish Hanna.” Grace said. “Oh.” Hanna said popping back into reality. “Sorry I think I can do it now.” She placed her hands back on Beth’s chest and closed her eyes. Think of them flowing into you. She thought. The pleasant tingling feeling she felt reminded her of fooling around with Owen but the feeling that came next blew her mind. She felt her chest swell, actually swell and it felt so good she hoped it never ended. She realized the feeling faded when she heard laughing. “That’s all there is girl, sorry.” Beth said. Hanna opened her eyes and looked down.

She'd always herd the joke, can't see your own feet but it was true for her, Hanna had taken every bit of Beth's breasts. The stretch top didn't hide a thing she was huge, and it looked just like they were taken off Beth’s chest and put on hers exactly the same. “You ok dear?” Grace asked and Hanna looked up. “Yeah, it just felt so....” “I know dear, perks of the job remember?” Hanna's friends stood there with a look of mixed confusion and awkwardness. “Hey guys?” She said. They slowly came over to stand next to her. “What do they feel like?” Phoebe asked sheepishly. “Well...” Hanna said trying to come up with an answer. They felt normal enough to the touch but she was sure they should weigh more. “Normal I guess.” she replied. Just then without even asking Sammy stuck out one finger and poked them, they wobbled gently. “Samantha?!” Hanna said. “Sorry, sorry just couldn't help it, there real.” Sammy said. “Your telling me that?” Hanna replied. “Ok everyone just take a breath.” Grace said clamming the group. “Well good luck to you girl,” Beth said, “I've got a government paid trip to a warm sandy beach and for the first time in a while I won't draw a crowd in a bathing suit.” She was getting dressed here breast in a normal B to C range, when she was done she said her goodbyes to Grace and left. Hanna couldn't help but explore her new assets all shyness gone, her friends looked on just as curious.

After her friend left Hanna and Grace sat and talked on the couch. “So tomorrow you'll be in for your first training day.” “I won't be working tomorrow but Joanna and Sydney will be, Joanna is in charge of you but they will both be training you.” “Try to watch out for Sydney, she’s got a bit of a bad attitude but she’s a professional on the job, you can learn from her.” “Will I be doing a job tomorrow?” Hanna asked, with a feeling of dread and anticipation remembering the feeling of growing. “Not likely you need to learn other things first, maybe the next day though and I won't be working that day ether except being on call which means you'd have to go first.” “Ok so other than the obvious is there anything I should know about these.” Hanna asked. “Well they do glow in the dark, you'll have to get used to that.” Grace said. Hanna was dumbfounded. “What!?” she stammered. “Jess look at your face,” Grace said with a grin. “I'm kidding Hanna, aside from when your working there just regular old tits.” “Really not funny right now.” Hanna said. “Sorry everyone else "poked" fun at you, I couldn't help myself.” Hanna blushed. “Come on I'll drive you home it's getting late.” Thank god it is late Hanna thought. She didn't think she could face her family and all that awkwardness until after she had a good nights sleep. The drive was quiet and uneventful but as she got out of the SUV Grace leaned over the seat and held out her hand. “Hanna, welcome to A.C.E.S.” Hanna shook it.

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A.C.E.S.
pt.5
That Morning After Feeling

Hanna's alarm went off at 7 o’clock just like it did every morning. Hanna rolled over and hit the snooze button like she did every morning for that precious 5 extra minutes she had every morning. However that shifting sensation this morning was new and Hanna only had time to open her eyes as her breasts sloshed off from on top of her and leaning on the edge of the bed like she was dragged her out of bed and onto the floor. “Guess I'll get an early start today.” Hanna muttered getting to her feet and going to get dressed. This posed a problem however as her old wardrobe was not quiet up to the task today. She stood topless in front of her mirror. Her breasts were completely out of proportion to her body, they may have been passable on a taller bigger woman but on Hanna the large near basketball size boobs made her uncomfortable. Sighing she pulled back on the stretch top Grace had given her last night which was a little harder to get on this time around, and a shirt that otherwise could not be buttoned. Then she remembered what waited downstairs, the worlds most awkward breakfast. What am I going to do? She thought. Then she had an idea, The hell with it, she was forced into this and it was who she was now, let them deal with it.

She walked down to the kitchen, her family sitting around the table eating and as non-chalantly as possible sat down in her normal spot against the wall. Her breast however wanted there own seat and lay on top the breakfast table, at first she was about to move, tuck them under or something but then she remembered her decision to say the hell with it and she let them lay. You could have herd a pin drop but god bless Zoey after only missing a beat picked up the Fruit loops and said. “Some cereal with your milk this morning?” Hanna could see her mother turn red but before the screaming started Hanna burst out laughing. She opened the box taking out a hand full. “I'll have it dry thanks.” Hanna's father nervously stared and her mother just smoldered there for a minute but Hanna and Zoey went right on having breakfast.

Hanna's mother drove her to the office that morning. Grace said she would get her own roomier SUV in a few days. “So your not as alright with this as you thought hun?” Hanna asked. “No, no that’s not it, I just thought, you know they shrunk back when you weren’t working.” “This is the size they shrink back to.” Hanna said sheepishly. There was a long silence, “Your pore father,” Hanna’s mom giggled just then, “I'll adjust, but you may want to talk to him sometime, most peoples little girls grow up slowly, I think you make him nervous.” “Yeah.” Hanna said grinning. As they pulled up to the agency Hanna's mother said. “Have a good day dear, we're always proud of you.” “Thanks mom.” Hanna said and got out.

Hanna entered the office and went to the front desk. “Morning Rachel.” Hanna said. “Good morning Hanna, Joanna is in back waiting but Sydnye is out on a call.” The secratary said looking up from her screen. “Oh dear, forgot about that yesterday, after work you can take the company credit card and get yourself some new clothes dear.” “That obvious hun?” Hanna replied. “You'll also get a few more stretch tops for personal use.” She said with a grin. Hanna went round back, she didn't see this Joanna person so she took the chance to poke around the office. There was a small kitchen in back. There were shelves of books and curent magaziens on the table. A row of office desks lined the front area. Hanna found the staires going up just as a tall curly haired red head was coming down. “Hi you must be Hanna,” she said, “I'm Joanna I'll be training you this morning.” Joanna was about 25 Hanna guessed, she wore the usual A.C.E.S. outfit stretched over a big round rack that quaifed her for the job. “Sydney will be back later today and I'll take the next call that comes in so hopefully it won't be till she gets back.” After saying her hellos Hanna asked. “So what am I supposed to be trained in today?” Hanna asked. “Well first I'd like to talk to you about procedure around here and on the job.” “If we have time I'd like to teach you the filing system but Sydney will probably have you do her paperwork since your a newbee, You have herd about Sydney right?” “I herd she’s a little hard to get along with.” “Well that’s one way of putting it.” Joanna said. “She was pissed this morning she had to wake up early for you so I'm afraide your already off to a bad start.” “Get up early?” “Doesn't she come in on time?” Hanna asked. “She's housed here, her, Kesia ,and me.” “So she usually sleeps in untill she's paged.” “You do know thats an option right?” “To live here, there are apartments style rooms upstairs.” “Yeah I herd that.” Hanna said, “But I still live with my parents.” “Oh that must be tough.” Joanna said. “Normally when you join A.C.E.S. you move away from your home, It would be weird adjusting to the change with your family around.” “I don't know, I think they're coping alright.” Hanna said. “You haven't gone on jobs yet.” Joanna said. “What do you mean?” Hanna asked. “I'd wait around here until I came down before going home.” “It's not just size dear.” Joanna said. “That’s one of the things I want to talk to you about, come sit down.”

“So first off when you heal someone you know its not just there size you take, though that’s part of it.” “The hard part is that your correcting a hormonal imbalance in the patients body by taking away the excess hormones.” “Do you know what kind of effect that has on your body?” “Especially someone as young as you?” “You mean the feeling when I took Beth’s breasts?” Hanna asked. “Sort of,” Joanna said. “The feeling is a by product but what last after, even some time after your size comes down is your hormone levels.” “What’s wrong with that?” Hanna asked. “Our bodies are different so we can survive it without being hurt, Right?” “Huh.... There's no good way to say this so I guess I'll just be blunt.” “At your age a healing is going to give you such a hormone spike you'll be as horney as a rabbit.” Hanna didn't even know how to respond to that, her brain took so long to process something so out of left field. “When I was your age they wouldn't even let me leave the building for a few hours after work, you'll be getting all the morning calls.” “Oh come on, it can't be that bad.” “I'm sure it'll suck but I think I have enough self control not to turn into a nympho.” Hanna said. Whenever her and Owen made out she alway had control even when things got heated. “You'll see dear.” Joanna said in a humouring voice. “What about my boyfriend then?” “I'm never allowed to see him?” Hanna asked. “No it's not like that dear.” “It's just for your own protection, it's like being drunk, less self control.” “And I don't know how much experience you have with sex but trust me no man, even a teenager can satisfy a real bad healing rush.” Hanna blushed. “It gets more controllable as you get older.” Joanna said. Great, Hanna thought just when I wasn't dreading this job quiet so much I get more good news.

Just then the doors to the front office flew open and somehow Hanna knew the woman standing there was Sydney. For a change it wasn't the giant breast that identified her, though they were hugely swollen from her job. Sydney was average height with short spiky hair. She was dressed in leather pants and a leather bike jacket that could only be done up at the bottom, her breasts wrapped in a stretch top took up the rest. She tossed a helmet down on the desk. She rides a motorcycle like that? Hanna thought. “So this is the new girl then?” She said. “Thanks a lot, not only did I have to get up early today but I was at that house for 2 hours till I was small enough to ride back.” “Not her fault you refuse to take an SUV Sid.” Joanna said. She leaned into Hanna's ear and whispered. “Another side effect of to much hormones, Boob rage.” “I'll come down when you have to go out.” Sydney said. As she crossed the room she started taking off articles of clothing, tossing jacket, gloves and other things off right on the floor. Hanna could see that she had cut the bottom half of the stretch shirt off to expose an elaboret lower back tatoo of an ace of spades but the bottoms of the spade was shaped into breast and beneath it read A.C.E.S. When she got to the staires all she had left was the top and pants. She grabed the bottom of the top and Hanna braced herself. “Hope there's no calls.” Sydney said and yanked the top off, her massive breasts swaying in there new freedom. Hanna relized she had never got a real good look at Whitney the patient from Sunday or any woman inflated. Sydney’s breast were incredible, that really was the only word she could use. They where so full, round and hung striate out from her chest. They were so big she wouldn’t have been able to reach around them, her large nipples standing erect. She turned, a motion that swung them impressively and stocked up the stairs.

“Sorry about her Hanna.” Joanna said. “Hopefully by the time I get called out she'll be settled down.” “Is there any chance there won't be a call?” Hanna asked. “Not likely, there’s rarely a day we don't work, it's a big city Hanna.” Hanna sighed. “Lets talk about something else hum?” Joanna asked. “Like what?” Hanna said into her chest as she slumped on the couch. “You know after you get used to things you can take online corses to finish highschool?” “Yeah, I know.” “I want my highschool at least but what will it really be good for?” “I won't go to university or get any other jobs.” Hanna's phone started to ring and she apologized before picking up. “Hey Han, hows your first day going?” It was Owen and Hanna realized it was lunch. “Oh learning lots, its not to bad.” “That good I'm glad, well I was wondering what time you get off?” “If you want to do something?” “Want to check the damage hun?” Hanna said sarcastically. “Come on you know it's not like that.” Owen said. “I know I'm sorry it's just been hard.” “I have to go clothes shopping after work, It's on the agenise.” “Ou every girls dream, a limitless charge card.” Owen said and Hanna laughed. “Could I meet you?” “Before, after?” Owen asked. “How about after, in the food court at the mall?” “How about 7, 8 o’clock?” Hanna said. “Ok I'll be there.” He said. “I'll see you then, bye.” Hanna said. “Bye.” Owen said as he hung up. Well at least she had something to look forward to. “It's good you see him today so you get it out of the way for tomorrow when your working.” Joanna said. “Lets get lunch.”

Hanna and Joanna went down the street to a small restaurant. Joanna got a sandwich and Hanna had a salad. Hanna never thought about it till now but she was really self conscious about her appearance in public. Maybe it was the thrown together clothes and the stretch top but she felt like every eye in the room was on her. “You'll get used to that after a while.” Joanna said. “What?” Hanna asked looking up. “If you slump any more you'll be hiding under the leaves of that salad.” “Don't worry, we've been coming here for years.” “No one but the usual deadbeats are staring at us.” Hanna sat back up and took a deep breath. “I know I sound like a broken record but it will get easier.” Joanna said. “I'm ok.” Hanna said and finished her salad.

When they came back from lunch Rachel waved over Joanna and Hanna knew what that meant. “Just got a call in.” Joanna said. “You'll have to go upstairs and let Sydney know, just act natural she's not so bad after she's used to you.” Hanna nodded and Joanna left. “What’s the best way to go about this?” Hanna asked looking to Rachel. “Well, like a bandaid I think, just go up there, tell her, tune her rant out and then she should teach you.” “She still hasn't turned in her paperwork so it’s a good bet you have that to look forward to.” “Ok” Hanna said. “Third door upstairs.” Rachel said. Hanna went up stairs. The third door in the hall was obviously Sydney’s with the ‘go away’ floor mat in front of it, Hanna knocked. A few seconds later the door opened, thank god she had clothes on. “What?” Sydney said. Hanna knew how to play this. “Um, Joanna had to go out on a call and I herd you have paper work due so I was wondering if you could teach me how to do a report and I could do yours.” Sydney frowned but looked like she was considering it. “Ok it'll be worth it.” “I'll be down in a minute.” She said. Hanna went down and sat at an open desk she decided was hers now. Sydney walked over and slapped a file folder on the desk. Hanna opened it, inside where little paces of paper with notes scribbled down on them, there had to be a dozen. “That’s all for one job?” Hanna asked. “No that’s for the weekend, you'll get some practice.” She said with a smirk. Hanna knew it was better just to play along, one day of work and she'd know how to do her own. “So what do I do?” Hanna asked. “You fill out the form on the computer then print it out, here.” She said leaning over Hanna’s shoulder and clicking away at the computer. Hanna dared not move, Sydney’s still swollen breasts rested on her shoulder, not by accident she thought, and if she turned to protest she'd get a face full. Hanna filled out the files for each slip of paper. Sydney did not have good hand writing but she managed to copy it down. A report consisted of a patents name and information, a size measurement of they’re chest, and a description of the situation. As Hanna worked through the pile she found a slip that had “over limit” marked as the size. “What's this mean?” Hanna asked. Sydney was watching TV in the reck room. “Over Limit?” “Oh ya see they give us a standard 15 foot measuring tape to take sizes, It's rare but some girls go beyond that so you put over limit.” Hanna went pail. Large than 15 feet around? At that size they'd be taller than the person attached to them. Hanna sat for a long minute and just closed her eyes and held her head in her hands.

Joanna came back just before 5 when Hanna was allowed to go. She was very big and only said goodnight as she when up stairs. “Never sticks around long after a healing.” Sydney said with a grin. “What do you mean?” Hanna asked. “She likes to come down with a little "privet time” Sydney said. It took Hanna a minute to remember her talk this morning before she understood. “But she said it was easier to handle after a few years.” Hanna said desperately. “Just because you can control yourself doesn’t mean you won't still choose not to.” Sydney said with a wolfish grin. “Trust me there’s nothing better.” Hanna spun on her heels and walked out the door to Sydney’s laughing, she'd had enough for one day.

[Memorex75]

A.C.E.S.
pt.6
Second First Date

“Hanna?” “Hey Hanna wait.” Rachel yelled after her as Hanna made for the door. “Hey take the card so you can get your cloths.” She said. “Oh, yeah sorry I forgot.” Hanna said. “Something bad happen?” “No just me, it's ok.”Hanna replied “So you know there are a few stores in the mall that can handle your, un, size.” Rachel said. She handed Hanna a small list. “I hear from the girls they carry stylish stuff so at least you'll be able to look good in your off hours, spend lots.” She said with a smile. “Well I guess that’s something, most girls wish for this kind of figure right?” Hanna said. “Y..Yeah sure.” Rachel said weakly. “It's Ok, I know how I look.” Hanna said. As she walked away she said. “It'll all get easier eventually.”

The stores Rachel sent Hanna to were actually in the more expensive part of the mall and instead of a moomoo shop like she was afraid of most had high end designer brands, all tailored to her unique shape. At one particularly pricey place Hanna actually had a woman help her pick out outfits. “My you developed early miss.” “But don't worry you came to the right place I have a new V cut sweeter set that will make all your friends at school jealous.” Her personal shopper said. Hanna did still feel self conscious but with this overly enthusiastic sales woman and no spending limit she could stand a complement or two. “I need a new wardrobe as you can see and my rich aunt Rachel said I could get anything I wanted.” Hanna lied her ass off but it was better than admitting to this stranger that her bust line was government property. “Well I can help there, my names Nicky I'll help you get everything.” Hanna went though what must have been hundreds of outfits. Sensible, dressy, workout, even a sexy black number that showed a little more cleavage than she would have liked but Nicky insisted it looked great. “Now we need to pick out some underwear.” Nicky said. “Lets go in back and I'll measure you for a bra.” “Oh I won't need one.” Hanna said without thinking. “Honey you may be young but trust me those won't stay that fantastic long if you don't take care of them, It's not like your with A.C.E.S. or something.” She said laughing. Hanna couldn't keep a strait calm face and Nicky's eye's went wide and she started blurting apologies. “It's ok.” Hanna said. “I'm a little new at this.” She said making a tired gesture at herself. In the end Hanna had a weeks worth of day close, some more dressy things for going out, Sensible work close that brought on another awkward moment when she explained why she needed buttons all up the front on her shirts, and the black “boob dress” as she decided to call it, she'd keep it for a special occasion to really drive Owen wild. “Oh Owen.” She said looking at her phone for the time. “I have to meet my boyfriend in the food court in 15 minutes.” “In what your wearing now?” Nicky said making a face. “Look.” She said. “You've already got a bill into 5 digits here let me dress you for your date, on the house.” “Oh no I couldn't.” Hanna protested. “I'm making enough on this commission to pay for all my school books this year.” “The least I can do for you is make you look your best.” Nicky said. In the end Hanna left the shop in one of the soft cashmere sweaters Nicky had mentioned before, with a decent swooping neckline and a matching skirt with leggings. “Good luck.” Nicky said. “And thank you.” She said it with a little to much emphasis for it to be a thank you to a customer. Hanna said your welcome. Is this the life she had to look forward to? Being revered because of her job.

Owen sat at a table in the food court waiting for Hanna to arrive. She's shopping, he thought, I could be here a while. He watched the crowd looking for Hanna and inconspicuously eyed a nock out of a girl in an expensive looking sweeter that
showed off an incredible rack. What would Hanna look like he thought, the stories he'd heard about the A.C.E.S. were all pretty much the same, That they all without exception had huge tits. He liked the way Hanna's body was sure, she had a great
ass and she was in shape but you always fantasize about your girl having that one perfect trait that she doesn’t have. Wait, that girl, she looked awfully familiar, and she was carrying several large shopping bags. Oh My God.

Hanna saw Owen across the food court. She saw the look of recognition pass over his face, she couldn't decide if it was mixed with excitement or confusion. “Hey Owen.” Hanna said. “Hanna.” “You look.... fantastic.” He said. “Where'd you go shopping?” “It looks like if the government paided for this they'll raise taxes.” Hanna laughed. “Actually they sent me to this store.” “So seriously though it's not to much?” “My body I mean?” “I was afraid I'd scare you off.” Hanna said. “Are you kidding Hanna?” “You look like you stepped off the cover of a magazine, I didn't even recognize you at first.” Hanna blushed. “I already told you I'm on your side no mater what.” Owen said. “Well before you get to excited there’s a lot to tell you about and not all of it was as hot from my perspective as it will be for you.”

Hanna suggested they go out to the car to talk as some subjects may not be vary public appropriate. They moved the car to the back of the parking lot and sat on the hood of Owen’s car as Hanna told the story of the last few days. For a guy Owen took it pretty well. “So after days when you work your going to be...un.” “Yeah uncontrollable according to the girls I work with, so I think maybe it would be a good idea not to see each other on those days.” “Yeah...” He said. “I only work 4 days a week, and on call, it won't be that bad.” She said. “Yeah.” He said weakly. “And there's always the phone right?” “It's not like we couldn't still talk.” “Yeah.” Hanna said just as awkward. “Owen I don't want you to think I'm trying to get out of being physical with you or any thing it's just I'm honestly a little scared of what tomorrow will be like.” “It sounds like you have plenty of people that won't let you make an ass of yourself Han, you'll be ok.” “And as far as we go you take as long as you need, I un.. think I have a lot to look forward to.” He said and leaned in to steal a long kiss.

Owen drove Hanna home and walked her to the door. “Good luck tomorrow Han, you'll do great.” “Thanks Owen.” She said hugging him and she went inside. Hanna's father sat alone in the living rooms dim light. “Daddy?” Hanna said. “You alone?” “Your mother and sister went to a friends house.” He said. “What's all that you got there?” “Oh new cloths, the agenise paid to replace my wardrobe.” She said sheepishly. “Can we talk dad?” “Talk? sure.. sure, come on over.” He said. “Dad I know all this....” she gestured to her chest. “It must be hard for you to, I know you were so proud of me wanting to be a doctor.” Hanna's father sat there in deep thought, he nodded gently. “I just un... I always had the stereotypical dad dreams for my daughters.” He said. “I see you getting pushed into all this because of something as small as your genes, and I see you.... changing so fast.” “Your mother told me when they called from school about what happened and I honestly didn't know what to think, as a man, seeing one of those women from your work walking the street, well you know.” “And now I can't stop thinking other people will be thinking that about my little girl.” He said. Despite the Grose admission Hanna tiered at her fathers concern. “Daddy you don't have to worry, all the girls at the agenise are there looking out for me.” “I'm going to be fine, and I'm going to be helping people.” “It's not exactly the way I always wanted it.” She said looking down at her chest which now felt extremely exposed. “But I'm ok with it.” She took his hand. Hanna's father was quiet for a long minute. “I'm glad honey.” He said. “I'm proud you can be so mature about the crappy situation you've been forced into.” Hanna hugged her father and he froze in place on the couch. Hanna backed off some time before her chest did. “Umhum.” Hanna's father cleared his throat. “That will take some getting used to.” He chuckled.

[LivingBattery]

Great job!

[jsands]

Not too bad!

Despite spelling and grammar issues and rushed expansion descriptions, the story held me in.

Wish you had more to tell before the epilogue bit.

[BillPratt]

Post timed out and got eaten. Not going to recreate all of the examples. General gist: the single best improvement to this story at this point is to break the paragraphs down. Sentences are ideas. Paragraphs are groupings of related ideas. When the idea changes, make a new paragraph. When a dialogue speaker changes, the focus of the paragraph (and as a result the idea) changes and you need a new paragraph.

For more info, and some editing notes, send me a PM.

[PyroWildcat]

Very much agreed with BillPratt up there. You need to separate your dialog up into new paragraphs whenever the speaker changes; it's a serious pain to read when an entire conversation is crammed into one paragraph. You also seem to bind separate sentences into their own quotations, even when subsequent sentences are said by the same person; that just makes it worse.

Another thing I've been seeing a lot of is that you need to be more careful when using spell check; it's not an automatic 'my work is now proofread' button, you need to be sure that it keeps the words you want to use, not random words that have similar spelling. I saw a lot of 'principle' used in place of 'principal', 'waste' instead of 'waist', and the usual messes with your/you're, their/they're/there, etc.

As jsands mentioned, the BE/breast descriptions were pretty rushed at best, at times almost completely absent; I'm not asking you to go nuts when describing every instance of huge and/or growing boobs, but when you write a story specifically about BE, that's one aspect you don't really want to half-ass.

That said, you have a neat idea here, and this has quite a bit of promise. Keep track of the things you need to work on, and practice writing often; you'll get better.

[Memorex75]

Thanks all for the feed back guys. My spelling and grammar defiantly leave something to be desired and i'm the first one to admit that. That said this was my first of three stories and I've been sitting on it for some time and just got it and the others out, which may explain why this one is the worst of the three. I'll defiantly work on that sentence and paragraph structure, I was just kinda learning it as i went. I'd love to hear anything more anyone has to say and please take a look at my other works. Sin City Zoo is my most recent and i'm not finished it yet, I'd love to know what people think. Anyway thanks all.
Memo.