Chapter 3: Rising Action
Lara's eyes widened with shock as her shirt suddenly tore apart, revealing her swollen bosom. The fabric split like paper under the weight of her breasts, exposing them to the world. She gasped, her hands flying to cover her nakedness. Her bra clung desperately to her body, straining against the pressure until it gave way with a loud snap.
"Holy shit," she muttered, staring at her reflection in disbelief. Her breasts were massive, jutting out proudly like twin mountains. Each nipple was an eraser-sized bud, standing erect and proud.
Lara's hand hovered in front of one, hesitant and curious. Finally, she gingerly touched it, feeling an electric surge shoot straight between her legs. Her knees buckled, and she grabbed onto the sink for support. This wasn't supposed to happen; she was only meant to have drinks at a party. Yet, there she was, with breasts bigger than watermelons and a raging horniness growing inside her.
She moaned softly, unable to contain the sensations coursing through her entire body. Lara found herself leaning against the toilet seat, her legs spread wide. One hand rested on her thigh, stroking gently upwards while the other explored her newly acquired assets. Her fingers grazed her swollen breast, causing goosebumps to rise along her skin. The nipple responded eagerly, stiffening even further under her touch.
"Oh damn," she panted, her voice echoing off the tiles.