Chapter 2: Building Tension
Alone in the lab, Tina’s senses were overwhelmed with a burning anticipation of what else the laser beam could be used on.
She wanted to push the boundaries of Samantha’s invention, but she knew the power used for the laser was immense and so she must tread with caution.
She glanced around the room, her gaze lingering on the laser that sat quietly beside the empty table where the orange had lain just moments ago.
Methodically and with subtle haste, Tina moved to the laser and began tinkering with the power levels and settings. Her mind raced with anticipation with every level she adjusted, an excited shiver running down her spine as she recalibrated the displays.
Powerful emotions bubbled within her—exhilaration, curiosity, but also a tinge of fear and guilt for her defiance of Samantha's trust.
Tina paused momentarily, drawing in a deep breath to steady her hands as they hovered over the laser controls. The laboratory was completely still; other machines hummed softly, and the faint whirring of a distant air vent was the only sound that echoed through the room.
Quickly pushing her doubts aside, she focused on the objective at hand.
Tina brought her mind back to the delicious fantasy of exploring the laser’s power on other objects—and, perhaps, more intimate targets. The mere thought of manipulating the laser for such uncharted grounds sent an exhilarating shiver down her spine.
She refined the power settings, her heart beating rapidly as she envisioned the splendid possibilities. Tina found herself biting her lower lip, unable to contain the excitement of what might occur.
Tina had adjusted the size setting to “x1.5” knowing that a smaller change in size would most likely require less power from the grid. She always wanted to tread slowly with any initial changes.
It was now or never to experiment as she turned on the laser beam. The light remained directed at a point above the metal table and Tina hurried herself around to the table’s edge. Taking a deep breath, she dangled a few locks of hair into the beam of the laser.
She carefully observed, her heart pounding with trepidation. With every passing second, nothing seemed to happen. Her breathing accelerated, and her nerves intensified.
But then, just as hope began to wither, she noticed a gentle tingling sensation on her scalp, followed by the unmistakable pull of her hair follicles reacting to the laser's power. To her amazement, some of her short locks thickened slightly, growing longer at a subtle but notable pace.
Her blonde strands began to cascade thickly down past where they had initially touched the laser's beam, growing an inch and then two in a matter of seconds. She couldn't believe what she had just witnessed, as her heart continued to gallop within her chest.
She exulted, knowing that she had stumbled upon incredible potential with the laser—the power to transform not only inanimate objects but perhaps her own body, even the world beyond.
The tangled rush of emotions coursed through her veins—lust mingled with thrill, intertwined with audacious delight. Tina was petite, barely five feet tall, with a shapely figure that men found charmingly alluring, but she yearned for something more, something beyond her petite stature.
Her fingers fidgeted nervously at her sides as realization settled in: she had dented the surface but wanted a much larger impact.
In the laboratory, where experiments were law and fantasy was no longer beyond reach, she suddenly perceived an illicit possibility. Almost reluctantly, she glanced down at the terminal, inspecting the column of numbers diligently, and drafting a salacious idea involving a far more thrilling object of experimentation: her modest size.
Tina once again adjusted the settings on the beam, this time making it wider and adjusting the size back to “x 1.2”
Tina wanted so badly to be taller and she was prepared to throw caution to the wind as she set the device on a 30-second delay.
Tina hurried across to the table and lay down on it as she hoped that she had widened the beam enough to cover her whole form.
She pulled off her lab coat and tossed it aside, nerves firing through her entire body as the device switched into action and the beam enveloped her body. A tingling sensation began to build all over her skin the moment the laser touched her.
Her body heat rose, and she felt a strange, warming energy vibrating through every cell. An exhilarating breath caught in her chest as her red blouse and black trousers began to tighten, their materials straining against the sudden change in her dimensions.
Mere moments later, she witnessed the waistband of her pants snap and heard the unmistakable tearing sound of her blouse ripping.
"Bloody hell," she muttered, her voice trembling with both apprehension and pleasure. The machine was only having an effect on the larger mass (her body) and not on the material (i.e. clothes) around it.
In a panic that her clothes may strangle her, she tried lifting herself up by her arms, desperate to escape the laser. Moving awkwardly, she moved towards the silver case and pressed the stop button with a trembling hand.
The hum in the room died down, leaving behind the soft breathing noises of the building's infrastructure.
Tina inspected her body with wide eyes, hardly believing what she was seeing. The outline of her body was clearly visible beneath the seams and fragments of her tearing blouse.
Looking down, her trousers were now tight capri pants on her longer legs, her blouse, tearing in places, was largely stretched tight around her bugger torso. She was gobsmacked at the changes, in particular noticing that her eyeline was now around ten inches higher from the floor. She had to have grown from five-feet to almost six-feet tall in a matter of minutes.
A feeling of intoxication filled her mind as she knew what she wanted to do next. Tina rushed back to the machine and changed the size setting once more, this time to “x 2.0”, set the 30-second delay and then knelt down in front of the device so that her modest B-cup breasts would be right in the path of the beam.
The hum of the machine started up again as the laser reactivated and centered directly on her chest. A warm, gentle tingling sensation spread over her breasts as they smoothly and rhythmically plumped outwards, becoming larger and firmer enhancing her globes attached to her taller frame.
She could feel breast flesh push against her tightening bra with every breath as a button popped off her blouse. Her breasts had now grown to C-cups and inflated more.
Every breath she took was laborious, pushing against the taut material of her ruined blouse. As the second hand of her mental timer ticked away, her breasts expanded further, filling up all the remaining space under her bra.
A moan escaped her lips as she marvelled at the exhilarating act of self-indulgence as her breasts approached D-cup size. As she looked down in amazement, she wanted to grab them but didn’t want her hands to be engulfed by the beam - giant hands wouldn’t be a great look!
As the red glow died down, Tina’s mind was blown with the overwhelming feeling and vision of watching her breasts inflate like balloons. As she was distracted by new weight on her chest, she had neglected to turn off the laser beam. As this machine’s high pitched whir ramped up once again, it was only then she appreciated her oversight. Before she could move a new beam of intense laser light hit her chest as she quickly dropped to the floor and scurried around to the back of the machine to turn it off.
It was too late however, the last beam of light was already having its effects on her chest.
A sudden jolt of excruciating pleasure-pain shot through Tina's body, and her hands instinctively rose to cover her breasts which strarted enlarging again. She felt quite large already, her puffed-up assets threatening to burst out of her blouse.
She tried to stand normally but her legs felt wobbly and her increased height didn't make it any easier.
Tina carefully straightened herself up and took a step back, looking down at her deepening cleavage. Her expanding breasts were barely contained by the torn fabric of her blouse. In their newfound volume, her bosoms were more than twice their previous size and felt firm and heavy on her chest. As they grew to DD-cups, she tried to reach around and unclasp her bra which was now digging into her back.
Her enlarged fingers fumbled with the clip, but finally managed to release it. The stretched fabric sprang free, and her enormous breasts bounded forward, practically ripping through the seams of her blouse.
Tina's chest was now heaving and still growing. She cupped her huge breasts and watched in amazement and breast flesh pushed against her palms.
Flushed with exhilaration, she staggered over to the mirror on the far wall of the lab, gazing at her transforming appearance. Her breasts continued to grow towards F-cups as they ballooned well out and wide of her torso.
Tina pulled her torn blouse apart, tearing the remainder of the buttons off as her massive breasts fell free, rebounding against her, quivering with every heave of her chest.
She marvelled at the sight in the mirror—her 5'10" frame now supported breasts rivalling those of porn stars. Two mighty inflating mounds ruled her chest, dwarfing both hands that she placed beneath them. As she endeavoured to get a better hold, they pushed forward with one final surge to become two incredible pert G-cup beauties that could not be looked beyond. Tina looked down and could no longer see her feet, only her enormous rack.
Tina’s body was glistening with sweat from the changes that had rocked her body and the feelings of arousal they had generated.
As she struggled to comprehend the size of her now-colossal breasts, she stared, fascinated at the intensity in her reflection. She felt a strange mix of emotions - empowerment, fear, and something darker, a thrill that seemed to contribute to her arousal.
Her engorged nipples were erect and strained against the air, yearning for the touch that would only amplify the pleasurable sensations coursing through her.
Tina faintly heard the door to the lab creak open. Her face flushed with a potent cocktail of embarrassment and thrill, as her enlarged bosoms stood at attention.
Dr. Roberts hesitated in the doorway. Her sharp gaze swept over the dishevelled state of the lab, taking in the scattered fragments of blown-apart material, the hastily torn-off garments, and the half-exposed form of her protege.
Her initial shock gave way to suspicion, then dread filled her as Tina's wide eyes locked onto hers.