[Writing] Tests and Temptations

[DevonCory]

This is something I started working on a couple of years ago. The premise is old as sin: a female scientist unsatisfied with her figure decides to use some experimental treatment on herself and grow uncontrollably. The idea at the time was not to be creative, but merely to practice my writing since english is not my first language. I also wanted to test how much details and descriptions I could cram into a story, since more often than not with BE stories, I'm more interested with the process than with the actual telling.

Comments and critiques are welcome. Thanks.

[DevonCory]

Tests and Temptations
Draft version 2.0

Chapter 1

Amanda looked at the clear red liquid with bitterness. She had hoped to feel differently, to be thrilled and excited about what she was about to do, but instead she found herself frustrated and angry. She knew that it was pointless, to think back on a break-up which happened over six months ago but she couldn’t help it: Nathalie had left her. Not only that, she had left her for a man! She understood and respected her ex’s decision, but being reasonable about it really didn’t help. In a way, she felt as if she had been deceived. Even though they had been together for two years, Nathalie was always elusive about her sexual orientation and Amy never really knew if she was a true lesbian or if she just enjoyed spending time and having sex with her. In the end, the latter seemed to prove true and Nathalie’s growing desire to have kids became the decisive factor. Although Amanda had told her that she was willing to raise a child with her, the older woman had decided that a father was more important than a second mother. Amy understood that, knew that it was probably the right thing to do for Nathalie but even after all this time, she was still hurting.

It certainly didn’t help that she couldn’t rationalize it properly. Even though Amanda knew why Nathalie had left her, there was this annoying little voice telling her that there was more to it: that if Nathalie had left her for a man, it was because Amy wasn’t enough of a woman. It was absurd she knew, but there wasn’t much she could do about those old fears and insecurities. Amanda knew that she was pretty, with firm and athletic curves and an attractive face, but her utter lack of breasts always bothered her, especially when she was with another woman. Although her mind told her that the size of her boobs had nothing to do with her break-up, that little voice nastily shouted back otherwise.

Amanda shook her head with a sigh. There was really no way around it; the fact that she was here tonight was proof enough. No matter the reasons why Nathalie had left her, it always came back to her lack of self-confidence. She couldn’t deny how much her girly chest bothered her and she was determined to do something about it... tonight.

Again Amanda looked at the clear red liquid and her frustration slowly gave way to excitement. She was going to do it! The bio-regenerative compound had been designed for one purpose: the growth and development of breast tissues. There was more to it obviously, but that was what her team had been working on for the last four years. Human testing was still months away, but Amy was confident enough in her research to willingly use it on herself. Besides, she didn’t think that she could wait until the formula was officially approved, not in her current state of mind. No, tonight was the perfect night. She was officially leaving for three weeks and the rest of the team had gone home for the weekend. She could test the formula on herself and if she got the desired results, she would just say that she had a breast augmentation surgery during her vacations. It wasn’t like she had never talked about getting one before!

The young woman buttoned her lab coat and started preparing the instruments. There were some manipulations involved but she knew the general procedures quite well. After twenty minutes she was done, and going to her bag she produced a bottle of cranberry juice. She wasn’t really thirsty, but the compound had to be orally absorbed and the juice would help with that process. Besides, it would probably taste better that way! Amanda poured some juice in a small beaker and with the pipette, dropped two drops of the formula in it. A third one came out and Amy cringed a little. She was tempted to throw the mixture and start again; at this level of concentration a single drop could produce significant and unsuspected side-effects.

She paused a few seconds, biting her lower lip, unsure of what to do. Before she could reflect further on her dilemma however, she actually allowed a fourth and a fifth drop to fall and immediately downed the mixture without a second thought.

“To hell with it, I want tits” she said out loud.

With enthusiasm Amanda started cleaning up, putting things away so no one would suspect what she had been doing here tonight. After a few minutes she reached for the bottle of cranberry juice and smiled to herself.

““To hell with it, I want tits”? Oh dear, I really hope this works, I’m starting to lose it” she said out loud with a chuckle.

She removed her lab coat, reached for her purse and jacket and, after a quick look around the lab, moved toward the exit.

And stopped...

“Oh my God” Amy whispered to herself, “I think it’s starting already”.

She really didn’t know if she was excited or anxious but she couldn’t stop a smile from creeping on her face. She could feel a slight pang in her chest and her whole body suddenly felt very cold. So much in fact that she started shivering, small hair rising on her arms and neck. She didn’t know if that was supposed to be normal or not and, a little worried, she laid down her purse and jacket on a table nearby. Rubbing her hands on her forearms, trying to bring some heat back in them, Amanda inhaled softly at the sight of her nipples poking sharply through her form-fitting blouse. Completely flat-chested, she never really had any nipples to speak of and the sight of these two protruding nubs was a pleasant surprise.

Amy could see her nipples dent her blouse further. She could actually feel them getting tighter, harder than they had ever been before. Heat started radiating from them, spreading across her chest and into her entire body. The sensation was much more pleasurable than she had expected it to be and she closed her eyes, her smile growing wider. The tension in her nipples seemed to spread to her entire chest and Amanda felt her bra tighten around her torso.

“Oh yes, its working, its working” she whispered excitedly.

Her nipples were now rock hard and she could feel her areolas swell and puff out. The feeling was indescribable as she felt the soft skin stretch over her flat breasts and against the fabric of her bra. Unable to resist it anymore, Amy quickly unbuttoned her blouse to have a better look, gasping in surprise at what she saw. Her areolas had swelled considerably, puffing out to more than an inch, like two half oranges placed over her chest. Before her eyes, they stretched wider, completely filling the cups of her bra by themselves. Her breasts swelled a little, but the growth still seemed to be focused on her areolas. Amanda pulled down her bra, revealing her new breasts. They were still mostly flat and her puffed areolas covered most of their surface, but the slight round curves didn’t lie: for the first time in her life, she had breasts!

“I can’t believe it, I have boobs!” she said in a low voice filled with awe and excitement. “And they’re... growing”.

The young woman raised her hands to her chest, running her fingers along the new curves of her bosom and over the tender skin of her puffed areolas. “Oh this is nice. My areolas, they’re so large now. I’ve never seen any as big before… It’s almost a little freaky but... And these nipples...”

Amy closed her eyes, as a small moan escaped her lips. Taking her pinky-sized nipples between her fingers she started to pinch and twist them. Immediately they reacted to her ministration, sending waves of pleasure through her chest and down her loin. In awe she could see and feel them thicken and lengthen between her fingers, growing to the size of her thumbs.

“Oh yes little ones, go on. Show me what you... oh... what you got”. Amanda started tugging at them with greater intensity and her nipples continued their growth. “Go... on...” she growled “Go on! GROW!”

In amazement, Amy could see her nipples further increase in length and girth. In seconds they nearly doubled in size, thick and stretching to an inch long. As they did so, she realised that her breasts too were now growing, obviously intent on catching up with her nipples and areolas.

“Yes, this is it!” she cried. “Grow for me babies; it’s time now... grow for me”.

As if reacting to her words, Amanda’s breasts started rapidly packing on mass, filling up her hands and pushing her fingers apart. In a manner of seconds they grew from nothing to the size of oranges and then grapefruits. Lifting them up she could feel them expand further and soon they were brushing against one another, forming a nice natural cleavage. Pleasure was now freely flowing through her body and Amy could feel her pussy contract in delight with each growth spurt. Despite how much she had already grown, she could actually feel the tension in her chest increase. “Oh, I don’t think I’m done yet” she moaned “I’m still growing!”

Amanda let go of her nipples to cradle her breasts with her arms, feeling their increased weight as they rapidly plumped to the size of cantaloupes. “I think I may have taken too much of the formula” she said. “I’m already pretty big but... ugh... I feel like there’s more... Oh God! I’m going to be so stacked... I’m going to be... HUGE!”

Growling with pleasure, Amanda watched as her breasts inflated further, pushing against her arms before finally spilling over them. Her breasts were now being mashed against one another and Amy couldn’t but look in amazement at her deepening cleavage. Pushing her arms together, she could see it extend several inches and stretch further still as her bosom kept pushing forward and out. “More, more” she grunted in sheer delight while caressing her large boobs with increased intensity, as if to encourage even more growth.

Amanda could feel her breasts grow heavier and her areolas started to itch pleasurably. Now as large as dessert plates, they stretched even wider before contracting and hardening sharply. Small bumps appeared all over their surface and the young brunette gasped in satisfaction as her nipples virtually exploded outward. Already as large as corks, they lengthened and thickened even more, rising high and proud on her still bloating breasts.

Now as large as overgrown watermelons, Amy’s breasts were covering her entire torso, overflowing her ribcage on both sides and sticking out nearly a foot in front of her. Unable to contain herself any further, she grasped her inflated breasts and prodigious nipples roughly, screaming out. As she did so, she felt her pussy contract violently and her entire body suddenly burst in pleasure, throwing her in the throes of a monstrous orgasm. For nearly a minute she could hear herself scream and moan in ecstasy, until her orgasm finally subsided. As it did so however, Amanda was left with the mind boggling sight of her huge new breasts, now resting comfortably and heavily against her chest. “My God, I’m huge” she said.

Despite their outrageous size, Amanda seemed quite pleased. “I have to show this to Jennifer.”

[Chaos Echo]

Looks good so far...

[PyroWildcat]

I usually prefer not to make too big a deal out of word choice or misspellings, but if English isn't your first language and this is an exercise in getting used to it, I figure it would be best to point them out in this case, so that you know you're using the words you intend to use and you don't get used to a wrong way of doing things.

Originally Posted by DevonCory

Amy never really knew if she was a true lesbian or if she just enjoyed spending time and having sex with her. In the end, the later seemed to prove true and Nathalie?s growing desire to have kids became the decisive factor.

I think you're going for latter here.

Originally Posted by DevonCory

Human testing was still months away, but Amy was confident enough in her researches to willingly use it on herself.

There's no need to change research to make it plural. Just research will do.

Originally Posted by DevonCory

Small bumps appeared all over their surface and the young brunette gasped in satisfaction as her nipples literally exploded outward.

Literally means that you're using the strict definition of the phrase you're applying it to, with no exaggerations or metaphors. Since her nipples exploding outward literally would be kind of... messy, I think you mean a word like practically or virtually instead.

Originally Posted by DevonCory

As she did so, she felt her pussy contract violently and her entire body suddenly bursted in pleasure, throwing her in the throes of a monstrous orgasm.

Just burst will do. In this case, you don't need to add 'ed' to make it past tense.


I hope I'm not saying anything that's too obvious to you here; you already seem to have English down much better than most people who use it as a first language. As for the details and descriptions, I'd say you got those down quite well. Great job!

[DevonCory]

Corrections done! Thanks PyroWildcat, I appreciate.

There's more to it which I'll try to post later. I'm just suffering from some writer's block near the end of it.

[Infection]

i enjoyed it. thanks for sharing

[tsokei]

Excellent start, great scenario and descriptions.

[DevonCory]

Tests and Temptations
Draft version 2.0

Chapter 2

“So? How is this supposed to work exactly?” said Jennifer with a frown, looking at the vial she was holding.

“I don’t think the details are all that important” replied Amanda. “Beside, I’m not sure you’d understand all the technicalities. It’s... well, pretty technical.”

“Try me.”

Amy shifted in her seat, making her newly inflated breasts wobble slightly. “If you insist, baby” she said with unusual self-assurance. “It’s what we call a bio-regenerative compound. To keep things simple, it basically interacts with natural cells to promote their growth and multiplication. These things have been in development for years, but their use was always limited by various factors. The wonderful thing with this one though, is that it can be programmed to target specific type of cells or cellular tissue, like the ones found in cartilage, skin or...”

“Breasts” finished Jennifer, dryly.

Amanda smiled gently, “I was going to say ‘mammary glands’, but ’breasts’ would be appropriate too”.

The petite blond turned her attention back to the vial, as her girlfriend continued her explanation. Amy had been right: it was rather technical with talks of enzymes, proteins and mitosis. Jennifer was an intelligent woman, but science wasn’t exactly her forte. Besides, even if she wanted to, she couldn’t concentrate on the words being said. Those two large mounds, hidden under Amanda’s green sweatshirt, made it impossible for her to concentrate.

She could hardly believe it. Jen had known Amanda for years: she had spent time with her, had seen her in bras and bikinis. For all her firm curves, she could never fill any of her tops. The shirt she was wearing tonight had been a gift from her ex, Nathalie. It was one of those baggy things to be worn on cold Sundays and even Jennifer, with her healthy double-Ds couldn’t fill it. Tonight though, it was bursting at the seams, filled to capacity with Amy’s breasts.

Amanda had talked about it before, about her research and how much of a breakthrough it could prove to be for medical science. Jen however, never seriously believed that there could be any practical application for it or that it could ever be considered an alternative to cosmetic surgery. It just sounded too much like science fiction. That her lover would ever take the risk of testing it on herself was just shocking to her. It was not that Amy had never talked about her desire for larger breasts; it was actually a fairly common topic for her, especially since the two of them had officially started dating. But Jennifer always thought that she would use more traditional options, and not rely on an untested and possibly dangerous chemical product. The risks involved were just too great; notwithstanding the outrageous end results!

Jen shook her head in dismay, unsure of what to think. It wasn’t that her girlfriend’s breasts didn’t look good in that shirt, on the contrary. Despite their size or maybe because of it, they had a definite appeal. But to go to such extreme was just insane.

“So why did you bring this to me?” she said, cutting Amy in her explanation.

Amanda stopped with a frown, her smile and excitement fading. It was obvious that Jennifer wasn’t reacting the way she had expected her to react. “I don’t understand. We talked about it in the past. I thought... I thought you would want to...”

“What? Use it?” Jen felt herself turn red, unable to control her conflicting emotions. “You want me to grow my breasts to the size of melons like you? We didn’t talk about that Amy. I like breasts, but there’s a difference between wishfully hoping for a somewhat larger chest and getting those... things. Did you ever consider the possibilities, the risks to you health or people’s reactions? I’m not you; my self-esteem doesn’t need big boobs.”

“This isn’t fair, baby” said the now buxom brunette. “You know how much this means to me. I didn’t think you would disagree with my decision, but even if you do, there’s no reason for you to be insulting.”

“And how insulting do you think it is for me? It’s like you’re saying that my breasts aren’t big enough and that I should get them bigger. Of all people, I’m sure you can understand how I could feel about that.”

Amanda stood up with a miserable expression on her face. For a moment she remained silent and Jennifer could feel her dismay and distress. ”You’re right; I shouldn’t have presumed that you would want to use it on yourself” she finally said. “I’m sorry. I was being selfish. But I was just hoping that at least you would be happy for me.”

Jen stood up too and took a few steps toward her girlfriend. “I just...”

“It’s okay baby. I’d like to go to bed now if you don’t mind. Can I take your guest room?”

Jennifer sighed, “Yeah sure. Go ahead.”
____________________________________

Despite herself, Jennifer couldn’t stop thinking about it. Every time she dozed off, her mind would fill itself with images of her girlfriend’s new breasts. She would imagine herself caressing and kissing them, while feeling her own chest become progressively larger. She would then wake up, try to clear her head and go back to sleep, just to find herself in the same scenario all over again.

Jen sighed in frustration. She was aroused and unsatisfied... and definitely confused.

Amanda and her had talked about it in the past. While Amy had clearly stated her intention to eventually increase her bust size, Jennifer had never seriously considered it. At a double-D she was already larger than average, and while she had admitted to Amy that she wouldn’t mind her breasts being somewhat bigger, it was nothing more than wishful thinking.

Now however, the situation was different. Amanda had succeeded in increasing the size of her breasts. More than that, she had succeeded in such a way that Jen could do so as well. Dream could become reality and she was surprised of just how much she was craving it.

“This is crazy” she whispered to herself. Nevertheless, she got up from her bed, covering her naked body in a night-dress. After a long pause she grabbed the vial Amanda had given from under her pillow and moved toward the door.

[DevonCory]

Tests and Temptations
Draft version 2.0

Chapter 3

Jennifer pushed the door slowly and peaked inside the guest room. The cool night wind had pushed the curtains aside and soft white moonlight was illuminating the area. She could see Amanda lying on the bed, her back turned to her. A fidgety sleeper, she had thrown the sheets aside and for an instant the young woman stopped to appreciate the sight of her lover’s firm glutes and of her long legs stretched across the bed. Walking inside, she saw Amy tense a bit before rolling on her back and Jen gasped at what she saw.

Amanda was wearing a simple pair of black panties and a plain buttoned nightshirt. There was nothing unusual about the shirt itself, except that it was hugging her torso like a second skin, stretched tight over her breasts, and so full with meat that it barely covered her entire bosom. One of the buttons near the middle had apparently broken of and several inches of cleavage were visible through the gap. Jennifer realized that, contrary to what she had previously believed, the green sweater that her girlfriend had been wearing earlier that night hadn’t actually showcased the size of her new breasts: it had in fact concealed it. They weren’t simply big, they were huge. And they were not big-boob porn star huge as she had thought, but watermelon-size huge.

The petite blond walked up to the bed and climbed quietly in it, her eyes fixed on her lover’s massive new mounds. Amy moved slightly and seemed to murmur something, even though she was apparently still asleep. Her left hand was tucked inside her panties while her right hand was lightly tugging on her nightshirt.

"Feeling horny?" whispered Jennifer. "I know the feeling." Then, looking at Amy’s chest: "…or maybe I don’t… at least not like you do."

With a though she looked at the vial in her hand. It seemed insane to even consider it, but her girlfriend was definitely making a strong case of it.

Amanda moaned softly and Jen could see her left hand move a little in her panties. She couldn’t but smile, but her attention was quickly drawn back to the brunette’s large chest. Moving closer, she reached out tentatively and after a slight pause placed one hand on Amy’s right breast. It felt warm, even through the nightshirt, and the flesh seemed much firmer than what she had expected for breasts so large.

Amy moaned and murmured again, and Jen leaned forward, trying to understand what she was saying. "Mo… mor… ooo…" she said in a half-voice while tugging a little more insistently on her shirt.

"You want to take this off baby?" said Jennifer, her voice quivering with growing excitement. "You want to show me your girls? I think I’d like to see them too." Rising on her knees next to Amanda, she reached down, undoing the nightshirt’s buttons one after the other, careful not to wake her girlfriend. Once done, she carefully opened the shirt to reveal Amanda’s chest and almost screamed in disbelief.

Freed from the shirt, Amy’s naked breasts seemed to swell a little. Her dark areolas, each as wide as one of Jen’s own breasts, puffed out pronouncedly, to the point where they almost looked like a pair of small boobs sitting on top of another, larger pair. They had to be as wide as dessert plates now, and so puffed out that they were almost completely engulfing Amanda’s pinky-sized nipples.

"My God" whispered Jennifer.

Uncovered, there was no denying the sheer mass of her lover’s new bosom. From the waist up, Amy was now almost all tits. They were covering most of her chest, rounding out below her collarbone to a few inches short of her navel, abundantly overflowing her sides and rising several inches from her torso.

Amanda took her left hand out of her panties, sleepily sliding her fingers across her stomach until her hand bumped into her chest. Slowly, she lifted her arm, moving her hand over one large breast toward a lazy nipple. It moved a few inches and then stooped as Amy was again overcome by slumber.

"Let me help you with that baby" said Jennifer coyly. Licking her lips, she leaned forward, lightly blowing on the nipple closest to her. It hardened visibly, though only a little, and Amanda moaned and murmured again: "Mo… more…" Jen nodded, wondering if her girlfriend was finally waking up. Licking a finger, she reached out, touching the tip of the nipple with it. Amy groaned softly, as if to encourage her to continue, and Jennifer pressed on, running her finger in small circles over the top of the nipple. Her girlfriend groaned again, stronger this time. "More" she said and Jennifer pinched the nipple slightly, before pressing and pushing it with greater vigour. The nipple reacted immediately to Jen’s nurturing touch, hardening and pushing back against her finger. It thickened noticeably and Jennifer pulled her hand back in wonder.

Amanda groaned again, arching her back alluringly. Her areolas darkened a little, as small bumps started to appear all over their surface. They seemed to contract and harden, while the nipples were starting to come out of their fleshy alcoves, growing out of their respective areolas, thickening and lengthening in the cool night air. From pinkies they grew to the size of thumbs and Jennifer’s sense of wonder turned to amazement and then to disbelief. The brunette’s nipples grew enormously, pushing out an inch, and then two, and then four: dollar thick teats larger than any Jen had seen on a woman.

Amy was moaning and groaning forcefully now, as if the erection of her nipples was bringing her great pleasure, and Jennifer couldn’t but become aware of her own arousal: the shivers running down her spine, the obvious wetness between her thighs and the hardening of her considerably smaller breasts and nipples. Looking at the vial in her hand, it dawned on her that she was just one swallow away from being able to join her girlfriend in mammary ecstasy. And while her rational mind was making desperate attempts at trying to convince her to think this through, the raging hormones flooding her body was making it very hard for her to think clearly.

Amanda moaned and buckled sharply, her eyes fluttering open for a moment as she was hit by a powerful orgasm. She reached for her teat-sized nipples and milked them vigorously, bringing herself over the edge again almost immediately.

As Jen popped the top of the vial, Amy groaned huskily, her body still shaking from the intense sensations: "More. Bigger… bigger breasts… mooore…"

Jennifer gasped in surprise. As big as she was, Amanda apparently wanted even more. It seemed unbelievable, but there was no mistaking her words. If Jen had any doubts left, any qualms or uncertainties, they had been put to rest by her girlfriend’s primal yearning. Bigger, she wanted to be bigger too: as big as Amy, and maybe even more. Jen was always the big girl, the busty one, the one with the big boobs. At a healthy double-D, she was usually the biggest in the room, but with Amanda now sporting giant juggs, that wasn’t to be the case anymore. Unless…

Yes, definitely bigger.

More.

Jennifer leaned over her girlfriend as she was coming down from her orgasm. Kissing her on the forehead, she whispered: "Keep some of your strength for me baby, I’m coming…" She tipped the vial over Amy’s mouth, dribbling several drops of the formula over her lips and into her mouth. "But first you get to have your wish. More for you…"

"…and more for me" she finished, downing the rest of the formula eagerly.

[Chaos Echo]

Liking it... liking it...

But it's going to bother me if I don't bring it up: it's spelled "areola."

[DevonCory]

Thanks Chaos. Weird that the corrector didn't pick it up.

But that's all I have for now, where I left it a couple of years ago when I first wrote it. I have a pretty good idea of what I want to tell: Amanda getting somewhat bigger and Jen... well, getting as big as you'd expect from someone who drank an entire vial of the stuff (gotta read the instructions honey, hehe )! I just don't know how I want to say it, which aspects of the process I want to describe.

But I'm in a writing mood, and I want to finally put this part of the story down. I'll figure something...

[Chaos Echo]

Originally Posted by DevonCory

Thanks Chaos. Weird that the corrector didn't pick it up.

But that's all I have for now, where I left it a couple of years ago when I first wrote it. I have a pretty good idea of what I want to tell: Amanda getting somewhat bigger and Jen... well, getting as big as you'd expect from someone who drank an entire vial of the stuff (gotta read the instructions honey, hehe )! I just don't know how I want to say it, which aspects of the process I want to describe.

But I'm in a writing mood, and I want to finally put this part of the story down. I'll figure something...

It's probably because aureole is actually a word. No idea what it means, but...

And good, then. Let's see how your writing is different in the time that's passed.