The waves lapped up at the feet of the girl laying on the beach. Enjoying the feel of the cool blue water washing over her in contrast to the heat from the gorgeous clear blue sky.

The contestants had learned to savor the precious few moments they had not being tortured to appreciate that they were on an island. To unwind before whatever stupid and demeaning task Chris gave them wound them back up again.

Well, the Cupcakes were certainly doing that at least. Knowing the Bad Bitches they may have chosen to instead prepare for whatever their host was planning next...which given the nature of the contest was like trying to pack for a vacation without ever being told where you were going. Which Cody knew full well. Which was why instead of readying himself, he was taking this time to wallow in misery as he tried to take his mind off the girl in a tight fire engine red bikini letting the tide roll up over her legs. Which he accomplished by letting his mind drift back to the night before. When the girl he was not thinking about gave him the biggest shock of his life.

She tasted like passion fruit.

Which was odd. The last time he'd heard of someone describing a kiss, it was when he was watching an old-ish Bond movie. When the bad guy described the girl as tasting like Strawberries. He'd always kind of imagined that was just what kissing was meant to be like. As if that was the default taste for a girl's lips, even if she wasn't wearing lipstick. Lindsay certainly wasn't.

Though to be honest as the girl's arms slipped around the back of his hear to weave through his hair, he honestly couldn't care less about any of that, and not just because he was sure his brain was starting to fizz like mint's in cola.

The kiss was not super passionate as one would think, it was purely lip contact that lasted a total of ten seconds before Lindsay disengaged. Cora looking at her like her eyeballs were spinning around ready to fall on the floor. While the blonde-haired girl blushes and gives a small grin before she runs away giggling back to the cabin leaving the cross-dressing boy standing completely stunned.

"D-did a girl just kiss me?" The words felt totally like a question to his mouth, while still looking like a zombie after the best kiss ever from Lindsay. Anna Maria's kiss's had been much, much more intense and passionate, but just...the fact that Lindsay didn't do it for any other reason than because she wanted to. It was nothing short of amazing.

'How I am going to act around her now? did she tell anyone about that? Oh God, what if Anne Maria finds out? no! be brave Cody everything went fine this far so, just keep your cool and the rest will be just fine' He tried to comfort himself.

It felt kind of nice, to know that the skinny little geek nobody back home would give the time of day could convince the hottest girl he's ever met to fall for him enough that she'd kiss him. Though that was the keyword. Him.

She hadn't kissed him. She'd kissed Cora.

Lindsay liked girls.

Even if he technically was the girl she liked, it still killed his male ego a little

As he continued to indulge in a one-man pity party the speakers crackled as annoyingly as they'd been designed to when they turn on and Chris Mclean's voice echoes through the camp.

"Goooooood morning ladies! Its time for the most important meal of the day, and after you did so well in the last challenge I decided to you deserve an extra special reward. haha" He said laughing.

"Great, now the day is ruined," Heather said

"Let's just get this over with, maybe if we close our eyes it will end sooner," Katie said

The girls were done with Chef food, the slop he calls food was not edible, they'd rather eat dirt and this was worst on the bad bitches since they didn't go on a one week cruise to dine on actual food. However, when the teams arrived at the cafeteria which they call hell hole the girls are surprised to see what appears to be a five start feast on the tables.

*Confessional on*

"Not gonna lie, when I saw all that food? I almost cried" Courtney said

"This has to be some setup...but I so tired of eating the crap they usually feed us I couldn't care less if it was poison," Heather said

*Confessional off*

Zoey chewed her lip, and only half because she was fighting back the urge to openly drool.

Pancakes! Eggs! Bacon! Scrambled eggs! American Bacon! Some third kind of eggs! Sausage! Weird square Scottish style sausage Lorne, it was Lorne sausage! Omelets!... Weird flat...bread and...was that a freaking curry?"

The girls gazed at the massive breakfast buffet with trembling lips and bellies rumbling for a decent meal. It didn't matter if some of them had eaten gourmet food not more than a week ago, a single day between real food and Chef food felt like a hunger strike.

"Cereal. Fresh fruit. Yogurt. Juice..." She examined the heavy pulp in the orange drink "...Not from concentrate. Normal toast. Fried toast. French toast. Black pudding. White pudding. Haggis...Haggis?" She looked up at her host "And...Sardines? Chris did you look up breakfast food on Wikipedia and have Chef make everything on it?."

"Pfft. Give me some credit." He retorted while chewing on a weird hybrid of a pancake and a sponge "Crumpet?" He offered.

They question why he's giving them this spread. He says something like "Can't I just do something nice for a change." Then it cuts to the flashback of him and chef talking about what to do what the barrel of pseudo food.

"Ok, I'm not buying this, why are you giving us this?" Zoey asked rather suspicious.

"Yeah this cant be just a nice thing," Anna Maria said

''What? I said I was just being nice.'' He said putting his hand on his chest, hurt.

*A few nights Before*

"Are the supplies from the mainland here yet?" Chris was waiting outside with Chef in at the docks

"Yeah yeah just hold your horses, I'm taking the stuff off the boat now with the interns.'' Chef said

"Yeah well I don't want to stay the whole night waiting, I have my beauty sle-wait. Is that an industrial drum?" The host said pointing at a large cannister being wheeled down the ramp on a dolly.

Chef smiled and walked up to it. Slapping the top of the drum and shooing the 20 something to go get more supplies unloaded "Yep! a twenty-year-old drum a 'Colonel Saunders quality, premium grade, high protein, nutrient-enriched food substitute. A nice high calorie and heavily processed sustenance paste that was supposed to be shipped to starving kids in third world countries to solve world hunger" Chef explained while taking the thing on his strong arms.

''O...K? Then what happened if it's here now?"

Chef paused for a moment then shrugged "For some reason, it was all shipped back with messages saying it if they sent any more it'd be considered an act of war. The government tried to give it to the army to feed soldiers, but all of it was lost somewhere during an unfortunate rockslide while it was being transported around some uninhabited backroads, then followed by a series of explosions caused by identical faults in the engines. It was a miracle nobody got hurt, but every barrel was destroyed...except this one."

"Really?" He eyed the barrel with interest "Is this some sort of special rare food paste or something? How old is this gunk?'' Chris said rubbing his chin.

"Lemme check." He grabbed a crowbar and with a quick 'pop' the top came off. Hitting the two with a wave of what could only be described as 'New Car Smell'.

Gagging Chris lifted his head to see what could only visually be described as a tub of 'The Grey Stuff' from that movie about inner beauty and bells and talking candles. He watched the much burlier man grimace and stick a ladle into the vat, which bent around the big spoon like rubber. The army vet glared down, pushing harder and gaining only inches in depth. He grit his teeth and a low growl could be heard from him before, with a *BLURP* the skin gave way and the ladle finally sank in. A moment later he grabbed the handle with both hands and with a mighty heave pulled it back out with a *BLORP*.

"Mmmmm...I'd say about twenty-three years." He poked the surface of the sample. It jiggled like jello despite looking like a mix between a gruel and wet paper mache. "One a' the first barrels made I think."

"Uh-huh." Chris wretched while holding his nose "Geez Louise. I thought you said this was food!"

"No, I said it was a food substitute."

"What's the difference."

"Foods is meant to be enjoyed. This stuffs meant to fill ya up."

"Kind of like what you serve the campers then?"

He ignored that "Wasn't made with taste in mind. It was made to be nutritionally dense. This crud has more calories per teaspoon than a stick a butter. You could get a full days worth a food out of a glob no bigger than a ration bar."

"...Interesting." Chris poked the substance himself. It rippled like water. "What's it tastes like."

"Don't know. Far as I know nobodies ever ate this crap. And if they have, they ain't talkin'."

"Mmmmmmmmmm."

"So what do we do with it?"

Chris turned back to his technical co-host with a disappointed look.

"I'm sorry, I thought you worked on reality TV."

*flashback end*

"Soooooo what?" Anna Maria asks while she walks around the multiple tables loaded almost to collapsing with food. "We have to eat as much of it as we possibly can? Feed us till we pass out and whoever eats the most wins?"

"Nah. That's way too easy."

"Uh-huh." Courtney narrowed her eyes.

"Seriously. Eat as much or as little as you want. It's just me doing a nice thing for once."

*Confessional on*

"Nice? Hah! I bet he's double bluffing, telling us to eat knowing we get suspicious and not eat, but I know! he is planning on some Sort of starvation challenge, you're not fooling me, Chris!" Courtney said.

*Confessional off*

"Girls I'm too hungry to care about the consequences," Katie moaned

Zoey grunted but nodded "Yeah. I suppose they'res no point if we eat or not, it's not like we get an advantage here in anything," Zoey said

The teams go to their respective sides to eat the grub, slowly raising forks and knives to get their parts and bring it to their mouths.

Katie poked at the mass on one of the plates that looked suspiciously like bacon.

Gently poking at it with a fork. The bacon felt like bacon.

She lifted it to her face. Taking a sniff.

The bacon smelled like bacon.

She slowly opened her mouth and bit down.

Her eyes widened in shock!

The bacon tasted like bacon!

Her stomach growled. Demanding that its slave stop dragging her feet and feed it right now!

*confessional on*

The burly man stared at the camera for a moment. Daring the audience to speak. Before reaching down and hefting up a large tub with a picture of a pig on it.

"Butter, salt, sugar and pork stock. When in doubt, add more of it."

*confessional off*

"Guys! it's good! It's actual food!" She cried with joy in between mouthfuls.

The girls all try a bite of each of the food in their plates and later Gasp in surprise.

''I can't remember the last time I ate this good...oh wait, I had a life out of this island" Heather said

"You mean slaves at your school?" Zoey said with a hint of teasing

"Hey, its all about hierarchy in those grounds." Heather talk back

'I can't believe Chris is giving us actual food without earning it. I hope this isn't poisoned or got some sort of laxative" Cora said biting into his sandwich.

"I gotta say, for one moment I thought he was gonna feed us some expired junk or fried bricks," Katie said

Chris looked offended "Please. I'd never feed you anything that's expired. I'm not that cruel. I'm pretty sure that this stuff 'can't' expire." He muttered the last part. His smile curling to the point viewers would question the shows odd choice for CGI as he watched the girls eat, scarf, devour the mouth-watering buffet.

Some ate normally. Heather despite going so long without a decent meal only pecked at it, settling for a couple of muffins and fruit. Courtney, on the other hand, made good on her promise and stuffed her plate with so much food Chris considered naming it after himself and having it was a hotdog eating contest. Sitting down when I started wolfing it down.

*Ten Minutes Later*

The girls had eaten to their bellies content, almost all the food in the table had been grabbed and treated like it was going to disappear if not eaten right now.

"Ahn...man that tasted so good," Anne Maria said

"You said it now, but I think you ate too much Courtney," Heather said looking at Courtney.

"Whatever, it was-'' She dint finish the sentence before a loud burp escaped her mouth "Ahn..excuse me, as I was saying it was free," She said blushing

"I gotta say, Chris, so far everything looks normal. Maybe you did do this just to be nice." Cody said

"Yeah, see Christy? You can do it if you try." Lindsay said

"Thak you blondie. That's sweet of you to say." The host said with a rare smile. Genuinely pleased that he was being kind of complimented for once.

"Don't get your hopes up girl, because once you lower your guard he is going to ask us to do something for his sweet ratings again?" Anne Maria asked

"Do you think we got this far by making plain and lame challenges? No, we did not!" Chris said with his arms crossed.

"So, what 'is' then challenge then? Feed us till were full, then work us out until one of us pukes?"

"Whhhhhhaaaat? Pssh. No. Give me some credit here."

Chef raised an eyebrow.

Chris glared at him and waved his hand at his neck in the 'nix it' gesture.

"So...what? Do we rest for a while then? before we do...something?" Cora asked.

"Of course of course." He said all too cheerfully "Wouldn't want you to do anything while your still processing our generosity or anything."

Eventually, the girls would either just lay their heads on the table and relax or move outside and do nothing. there wasn't much to do besides wait now

"Do you think they got food poisoning?" Chef asked

"I certainly hope so. Otherwise, I'd have to think up something on the fly. I don't know what'll happen any more than you do. For all I know they might have built up an immunity to food poisoning from all these weeks on your cooking." Chris said making Chef Grumble again

"Hey, you know it's true."

*Confessional on*

"You know what's true? I 'can' make good food. They don't let you cook in the forces unless you can 'actually' cook. But McLean wants an 'authentic' army experience for the show and not some fancy S**t" Chef said being censored.

*Confessional off*

After everyone had their share of the food, the girls and Cody decided to leave, back mostly to what they had been doing prior mostly this, since Chris wasn't going to tell them what to do next.

Lindsay wanted to go back to the beach so Cody decided to go with her and maybe have some alone time to talk about yesterday's incident...and all he got was her acting like nothing happened and somehow convinced him on getting to sit in the surf with her.

"This is sooo totally relaxing." She sighed "It's like nature's foot-spa." The blonde-haired girl said this helps relax, feeling the water rush up and down their legs.


Zoey was thinking about her she'd lost. It still stung to be beaten like that, but she couldn't allow it to hold her back.

"Forty-eight. Four-ty-niiiine." She grunted "Fifty!" She finished her pushups before pulling herself up and immediately springing into jumping jacks. No matter what the next challenge was she would be ready!


Heather and Anna Maria had set each other off, though who was to blame shifted between them with increasing volume While Katie is in the shower in a swimsuit trying to distract herself from whatever they were bickering around before she loses it.


Courtney was in the confessional room trying to not feel nauseous after all the food she ate and considering if it was needed for her to eat so much.

All the while, the substance in their stomachs that sat on the razor's edge of what could be legally classified as food gurgled away. Breaking down and entering their bodies...


'Hmnn...this isn't bad, but I wanted to talk with Lindsay. Is she trying to pretend it never happened?" He thought while he caught himself staring at the beautiful girl.

Lindsay was shifting her legs around in the water, Reaching behind herself and adjusting her bikini top.

He sighed. How was he going to do this? Should he just ask her directly? No, no she might get defensive. Use the 'I have this friend' line? That might, wait...crap what if she doesn't get the hint and thinks I'm being serious?

He looks back at her. Still enjoying the surf. Adjusting her bikini.

Maybe it was best to wait. Lindsay didn't want to talk about it, and from the few pieces of non-financial advice his dad ever gave him was that trying to get a girl to talk when she didn't want to talk always ended in a disaster. it was better to wait until she talked to you.

Yeah, that seemed like the most logical choice...

...If his mom hadn't told him the exact opposite thing. Then I got into a fight with dad about filling their sons head with garbage. Then he dismissed himself to go play Street Fighter while his parents screamed at each other into the evening. Where the screaming changed pitch as they 'made up'.

Cora shuddered. She needed another dose of brain bleach. He looked back at Lindsay and. Wait, is she 'still' fiddling with her bikini?

There was a look of frustration on the blonde goddesses' face as she kept tugging at the backstrap of her top...

...was it just his imagination or was that thing starting to seriously dig into her back?

"Gah. I think this stupid thing is shrinking! It must only be for the pool instead of seawater or something!" The distressed girl turned to her best friend. Almost shoving her BFF's face into her world-class bosom "Cora, can you see anything?"

'Heaven.' Was his first thought as he found himself incapable of looking away, but yeah it looked like her bikini was pulled further apart than it should be. It almost made it look like her breasts were trying to push over the cups like they were getting big...

The two of them were too distracted to see a wave coming in their direction (Lindsay by the pain from her bikini, and Cody because he was being asked to stare directly at the biggest melons on the island) and them WASHES over them.

"Ahhh!" Both of them said while the water gets to them and are unable to speak.

Later the wave is gone and Cody swims back to the surface taking in air with a gasp.

"Geez, sometimes I can be so distracted. Lindsay are you ok?" He said before turning around to see the blonde...holding her bare boobs with her hands?

Lindsays who Bikini was already Strained had completely give up the ghost. Revealing to both of them that they 'have' gotten bigger, and are 'still' getting bigger right in front of their eyes slowly but there.

"M-my top!" Lindsay finally said blushing.

"EH? a-ah don't move I'm going to look for your top''

When he gets up to help her, Cody starts feeling something weird too, a tingling sensation between his legs. A familiar feeling of his member pushing against his underwear. Pushing further at the thought of Lindsays breasts swelling up. Pushing out further and further and...

There was a quiet snap-in Cora's swim shorts, and suddenly she felt it was a very good idea not to stand up out of the surf.

'This...isn't good' He thought

.


"Twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty...hm?"

Zoey was going through the second set of sit-ups when she noticed something weird. It feels like her sit-ups are getting harder like somebody had stuck a set of weights on her chest. Shrugging it off as her pushing through the burn she made it to forty, before immediately springing up and shifting into another set of jumping jacks.

"Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two..."

There was that damn feeling again. Tugging at her chest and neck as each jump felt harder and harder. She couldn't quit now. She needed to just push through it. The weight tugging grew more and more and she started slowing down.

"Thir-ty-nine *huff* Four-ty. Come on Zoey. Don't slow down. Head in the game." She shook her head and went back to full speed. "Forty-one! Forty-two! Four-th..."

*whap*

She jolted in mid-air as something smacked against her chin. Slowly she looked down, and the next thing to go up was her brow.


Still, in the shower, Katie was reaching under her swimsuit to soap herself up, only to pause when she notices there was a lot more surface to wash than she remembered having

'Did I gain weight?' She wonders. She shrugged. She was probably bloated from eating all that food. Hey, when you put a steak in front of a dog after weeks of being fed gristle they're going to gorge a little.

When she moves around the wet floor, the sudden shift in balance makes Katie slip in the shower and thus making her fall forward...only to land on her breasts and find she 'definitely' has more chest to land on than before.


Heather and Anna Maria were really literally in each other's face.

"Screw you, Heather! I told you already you. not. the. boss. OF ME!" The tanned girl said

"You are impossible! you refuse to listen to anyone besides yourself?" Heather said

The two bad bitches circled each other like two alphas fighting over a kill. Neither one backing down. Never looking away from the other, never getting out of the other's face, but never getting close enough to touch. They stood just far enough away from each other that they weren't 'invading the others space', but not so far apart that anybody could get between them and push them apart.

Which is why they both paused from their glaring match when they noticed their breasts butting together despite not getting any closer

"Wait...were we that close before?" Heather asked

"I don't *urp* feel so good." Anne Maria said


*Confessional on*

Courtney hugged the confessional seat while concentrating on not bringing up her advantage for the upcoming challenge. Instead of distracting herself by convincing herself that spewing on television was a bad idea. Which like any prolonged ramble eventually veered so far, of course, the point was wandering around the Gobi desert while trying to read an upside-down map of Quebec

"And then I was like, your incapable of becoming Class President Susan because all you do is bake cupcakes for the class and let them think they're funny. Can you believe she even faked tears? saying I was being mean and stuff, ugh! so childish"

While Courtney was rambling about stuff no one was interested in listening to, she starts feeling a tingling sensation from her chest. At first, she just dismissed it with a scratch, But when the mocha-skinned girl found herself being pushed up and away from the confessional bowl she looked down, to see her sweater tenting at her Bosom surged forward.

"Wait, WHAT!? How the, what!? Stop!"

In a panic, she shoots up. Which is the confined space with the added weight shifting her balance, the sudden notion knocked her back against the door. She slipped up, fell forward, caught her foot on the open toilet rim and went crashing into the confession cam. Smacking her head on the stall wall.

"FUCK!"

She groaned as the tingling in her breasts grew worse. To the point where it felt like full-blown pins and needles. Her eyes grew to saucers as she saw them surge forward within her sweater. The material stretching to its meager stretchiness limits as it gets tighter and tighter, she struggles to pull up her arms, but to no avail. Her foot remained caught and her arms quite stuck. All she could do was watch as her breasts grew bigger, and bigger, and Bigger, and BIGGER.

"Nnngh...so...t-tight"

Courtney can't do anything besides making things worse. In desperation she tried using her other foot to free her trapped leg, only to slip again and end up kicking the stall locked with a 'click', and biting her lips as her arms where stretched even more awkwardly and positioning her chest to the confession cam had them up close and perfectly centred as they inched closer in its direction. So everybody watching could see Courtney's breasts visibly grow larger. Every eye on the screen as her sweater tears, the buttons of her shirt pull apart. Then the sound heard around the world as with a *SNAP* her bra straps break apart, and the sight of Courtney's clothing exploding off her and the sight of her bare bouncing behemoth boobs are seared into the minds of millions forever.


Katie groaned and pulled herself back up, holding her head and looking down towards her swollen breasts as they pushed against her swimsuit. Making it tighter and tighter as they grew and grew.

Katie's breath quickened, slowly pushing towards the point she might start hyperventilating at the sight of her formally modest breast growing into a pair of big hefty tits. Her brain started asking questions to fast for her to come up with an answer, right up until she asked 'how do I make them stop?'. Maybe if she...

With only half a thought she reached up, grabbed hold of them and pushed back.

The sensation was not unpleasant. Her knees buckled a little as she felt the material of her outfit pushing against her hands. The warm flesh beneath trying to spread out between her fingers with nowhere o go but forward. Yet Katie held firm, her hands refusing to move an inch in her half baked defiance of her own body.

Bigger, and bigger, Katie held firm for every inch her bust demanded more in space she barely gave them a quarter of one. Her hands trembled as the pressure for her bust to be free kept building. More, MORE! BIGGER! More and more and more and more until.

'Fine' Her body huffed 'Have it your way, well go around.'

She sneezed.

She spasmed.

Her hand hit her collar bone as her breasts popped out of the sides of her swimsuit.

"Ah! COME ON!" She bit her lip from the strike. "Shhhh ahhhh. I hope that doesn't...bruise." She trailed off as she saw her breasts.

Her large, very large, very very large, utterly huge, enormous, buck bare sized breasts! She could easily tell she was already bigger than Lindsay, and still, they pushed larger. Her swimsuit was bunched up in between her expanding cleavage. Giving her a clear view and they continued to spread onward and outward unobstructed by her hands.

"Crap." Was all that came to mind. She tried pulling the swimsuit back over them, but it was made for a girl who wasn't even a quarter as busty as she was now. This was going to make showering much more...

She went pale as she noticed the camera up at the ceiling whirring away pointing just off to the side of the showers so the show couldn't be accused to voyeurism, pointing pretty much at the door, and here she was with a pair of blooming melons she literally couldn't cover-up.

"Double s...crud."


While one intern was decent enough to make the camera look away at this moment, Chef Hatchet was going for his break in the control room. He had an entire island for some peace, but if he wanted to not be spied by his bosses or the host then this was the only place to do it.

"The things I do for some quiet"

He said taking a sip of coffee with too much cream and so little coffee it might as well be decaff. However, when he moved the chair he was sitting on closer to the screen was the show stats were on he almost chokes on it and coughs it like he was just smoking.

"W-what the hell?" He said tipping on the glass-like screen not believing his eyes "I can't believe this num-" Before he could finish the power went down as the meters bottomed out "Hmm...i think I got something to investigate"


Back to Heather and Anna Maria they were still surprisingly arguing.

"Oh my god! what's happening?" Heather said surprised and shocked as held her breasts up as they swelled in her palms

"What's happening is your finally starting to get some actual tits." Anna Maria smirked and put her hands behind her head. Pushing out her chest and her lips spreading further as she heard her top creak.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Heather said

They get back in each other's faces as their breasts keep trying to push them further and further apart. The girls just pushed against it that much harder to get back in the others face

That was until Heather's bra, which had been built for a girl barely a B-cup gave up the ghost and popped open under the pressure.

"Oh Hell!" Heather said. Pulling back and reaching behind to fix the straps.

"Hahaha look at that cheap bra breaking so quickly, or maybe it was cause you had barely anything to start with before, mine, on the other hand, was made for a girl with breasts!" Anne Maria said

Just to make her point go through she bumps her still growing breasts against Heathers also growing ones. Rewarding her with a 'creak' of a bra but no give.

This brings Heather back to the reality that 'their breasts just spontaneously started growing!'

"How are you not freaking out with this? it makes no Damn sense!"

Anna Maria rolled her eyes "As far as I am concerned it's all good"

"Don't you think they are going to get way too big?"

Hairspray looked up from her swelling cleavage to shrug at her "Honey, in this biz, there ain't no such thing as 'too big' Whoever did this has my thanks and you should too." Anne Maria said


Zoey had to go through many things in her life, now looking at her slowly growing bust after jumping a little in place to confirm that yes, her breast now actually big enough to butt against her chin. Each bump against it getting harder and harder as they grew larger and larger.

"I don't think this is going-'' Before she ends her sentence, Zoey's sports bra snaps under her hopping "Crud!"

Trying to think straight for a change the red-haired woman then realizes something...is she the only one going by this change or are the other girls having it too? She decides its better to go check it out for better understanding and goes running back up to the camp from far along the beach where she is...

"Whoa!" She stumbles as the red hair girl suddenly has a new sense of balance. She catches herself and tries to adjust, but realizes her breasts are growing bigger and heavier at a steady pace, she needs to be careful, so she couldn't just run full tilt and warn everyone "Just my luck."

Her breasts continue to jump from the heavy-footed movement, and the bounce keeps getting worse as they grow heavier. Her lycra top is now acting as a second bra and is strong enough to stay together no matter how big she gets, but it 'is' growing tighter, almost to the point it felt like a second skin.


Back to the girl who wanted to be a lawyer. Courtney is trapped in the position of having her bare breasts directly in front of a camera for the world to watch expand. Filling the screen as they push up against the camera lens, and with a silent crack, the feed to the monitors goes dead as her tits grow big enough to make the lens crack.

"OW! F**K! DAMN IT ALL TO...GAH!" She was really angry.

With one last big tug with all her strength, she freed herself, which ends with her falling out the confessional onto her back...and feels the weight of her almost finished growing tits land on top of her.

"OOF! The wind was knocked out of her lungs in one burst. She groaned and shifted to her side, allowing her heavy to flop to the ground.

"Grrrrrr, CHRRRRRRIIIIS!" She screamed.


While the girls were having a hard time dealing with any of this Chris was outside his Fancy Trailer with air conditioning and a tall glass of ice-cold frothy water while Chef arrived running towards him.

"C-Chris! we have a problem!"Chef said

"Geez, what is the problem? I was just taking five before getting started on the challenge." Chris said getting up from his chair.

"Just...look at this"

The cook then takes out a video recording from what the cameras had taken in before going off, Chris seems something he only thought he would see by montage alone. He saw the girl's breasts expanding and ripping apart their tops or stretching bikinis, and for a long time since he could remember the host was speechless...before talking back.

"What. the. hell?" He said

"It appears the...*ahem* food-induced more then what you thought would be a tummy ache," Chef said rubbing the back of his head.

Chris fell bonelessly back into his chair. His thoughts whirling about his head at a thousand miles an hour. It was times like these he was glad that the contracts they had drafted were so excessively wordy that not even little Ms. C.I.T had managed to read half of it before signing out of sheer boredom. There were clauses in there to protect his ass from everything you could legally imagine.

His next thoughts turned to the angry girls. f pissed off parents

"Oh man...ok no need to panic right now. We'll save that for the lawyers and parents. First of all...how are the ratings?" Chris asked scared for his beloved ratings.

"Zero," Chef said.

"What!? You mean to tell me these girls literally, not figuratively, busting out of their tops made us 'lose' viewers!?" He yelled.

"Nope."

"Then why are these numbers at rock bottom?" Chris asked

"Power down at the servers." Chef said

"...Wait, what?"

"The servers at Nielson. They exploded."

Chris stopped breathing for a moment before responding.

"Was it because of any reason other than what I sincerely hope it was?"

Chef slowly shook his head before smiling.

"Can I...see the numbers from 'before' the servers exploded?"

Chef pulled out his phone and held it up for the host to see.

"...that's a big number." He said as though he had said the sky is blue and grass is green.

"Do you think they will be a little peeved about this?" Chef asked

Chris picked up his drink and tanned it in one long sip "Well, chances are that..."

"CHRIS!"

"...They will."

The host turns around to see a red-haired girl out of breath with jiggling boobs and her sports shirt stretched so tightly over her breasts +it was practically molded over them.

"Oh hey, Zoey ah...nice to see you here, by any chance did you see the others around?" He asked

"If I saw them? Damn it, Chris! what did you feed us?"

While Zoey was chewing out Chris for his imminent headache, Heather gave up talking to Anna and left to go into the cupcakes cabin to look up anything to wear, because though her top was a BUST! She knew where she could find something else that could fit.

"Found it!" She said after rummaging in the cabin finding Lindsay bra and top, before removing her ill-fitted and undersized top "Now I just need to forget this makes me feel less popular and later strangle who is responsible for this."

"Hey! What are you doing!?" Lindsay who just shows up sees Heather taking one of her tops.

"Not now Lindsay, don't you see I am in a situ-"

When Heather turns around she sees something that stopped her voice from speaking. Lindsay who was already a bombshell had seemed to go through the same situation as her and Anna Maria. However, unlike herself, Lindsay had already had bigger than average breasts. Big, but what she is now compared to that, her old size might as well have been as flat as Heather. Lindsay was wearing what looked to be a denim tube top until one made a closer inspection and realized it was a pair of denim jeans she's tied around the back in absence of anything real to wear that would fit

"Damn...you turned into a bimbo," Heather said

"Wait, no. My bad." She cut the blonde off, looking apologetic. "You look like 'even more' of a bimbo than before."

"Hey!" She yelled back while balling her fists...then whipping them up to her cleavage when she heard a telltale creaking from her sudden movement.

"Careful girl, one wrong move and you'll flash everyone. So you should probably just stand there while I borrow your stuff." She holds up one of Lindsay's bras. Looking at it for a second while trying to think up a snide comment, before shrugging and slipping it on. The cups lifting and holding her new assets with little difficulty and...

"Wow...this is comfortable. I mean I'm not crazy about the color or anything, but what is this? Silk?" She pushes her chest out a little "How about that. It looks like I grew as big as you were. Like 'exactly' as big as you were. How lucky is that? I hit a growth spurt just as the girl who has my size hits one herself."

Lindsay only grunts in annoyance having Heather take one of her beloved tops "I don't think this is just a growth spurt by coincidence" She said

"You're telling me. That Helmet spray hair bitch also had the same growth, not sure if she got bigger then me or what I just ran away before anyone could see my tits getting flashed." Heather said "Also why are you here? trying to put another layer to cover up your new Bowling balls?"

"I came to grab something for Cora to wear to if you be kind enough, move from my stuff," Lindsay said with a hardened look.

"Fine fine, geez talk about sensitive. I wonder if anyone is taking this in a harder way then me."


At this moment Zoey was wanting to strangle Mclean because she saw the host as the cause of all of this.

"Tell me the truth!" She demanded.

"I have no idea what you're saying, all I see is a girl who just hit a growth spurt," Chris said with a grin.

"THIS. IS. NOT. A NORMAL GROWTH SPURT!" She said ready to blow

"Whoa there, don't move so much, something tells me your top's not going to stretch more than that," He said looking at her boobs.

"P-pervert," She said covering them.

"Oh please. Even with those things, Chris McLean likes 'women', not girls. Now C'mon this can't be that bad can it?"

"WRONG!" Someone said

When Chef, Chris, and Zoey turn around they see an incredible sight and shocking indeed. Courtney the mocha-skinned girl was slowly and angrily walking towards them, the most interesting thing was that her chest was covered but what seemed to be the cabin curtain after some cuts and wrapping up. Now there was no way to say Courtney growth was just a spurt she looked to be hiding pumpkins behind the hastily pulled together fabric. Compared to Courtney Zoey felt positively flat!

"Courtney?!" Zoey squawked. Her developments are quite forgotten for an instant as she couldn't help but say "You, You're huge!"

Courtney's lips thinned "No Zoey. Lindsay is huge. You are enormous. 'I' on the other hand, am a god damn freak of nature!" She stomped her foot. Even behind the poorly fitting and ultra baggy makeshift top, her titanic tatas visibly quaked.

"Easy there, Missy. I wouldn't go calling yourself that. For one that implies people would pay to stare at you cause of your deformation...which isn't a bad idea."

She rounded on Chris. Stomping up to him with such force both she and the ground quaked "What did you do?! What the hell was in that food!?"

"Ugh. Again with the blame game. Why'd you assume it's me?"

"Oh, I don't know..." Everyone turned to where the voices were drifting. Only to see Lindsay being followed behind by Heather. Only to do a double-take when they realized it was Heather in front, wearing Lindsay's clothes. With Lindsay trailing behind her. "...Just a feeling.

"Heather?" Logically she knew the girl from the neck up was Heather. It was just that from the neck down she was very much Lindsay, and not just because she was wearing the blonde's clothes. "Lindsay?" Though given how there was 'no' chance of the blonde ever actually wearing her clothes again it only made sense someone who could get usage out of them.

"You too?" Lindsay asked meekly? Her arms still crossed over her bust to hide both her new growth and the fact she was wearing a pair of jeans tied around the back.

"Funny Chris..." If it were funny, then it was only funny to her, and she found it hilarious. "...I hardly ate anything and my breasts aren't much bigger" She looked at Courtney "...While Ms. Bed-shique over there stuffed herself like a pinata with enough food she could barely stand up, and now she has a 'different' couple of reasons why she can't stand up. Weird huh."

"Chris this isn't anything normal. Even on the Hellhole." Katie said who just seem to show up now. Rubbing herself down with a towel while trying to avoid touching her massive bosom.

"Yeah we need a doctor," Heather said.

"Unless you want to tell us that how much our breasts grew to be oddly relative to how much of that 'nice gourmet breakfast' you had Chef made us is just a coincidence," Courtney said with a hardened glare.

"You all are forgetting about the contracts, there is no way I-' Suddenly his phone starts ringing ''One second," He said taking the phone "Yeah? ah...yes it did but...what? no no! of course, not...it just happened an-hmm...I see ok sure why not?" The phonecall ended and he slumped his shoulders and groaned like a teenager being told he needed to take care of his little brother "Ugghhhhhh!"

The host ends up the call and is looking unhappy while Chef is trying not to laugh like someone just got scolded.

"Looks like your not getting it easy this time?" Lindsay said with a grin.

"Well, it appears that according to the network, intentionally feeding you guys whatever untested an unapproved chemical that did this to 'isn't' covered by the contracts, even though I had NO IDEA of these effects. So yes I am in a little trouble" Chris said

"What about our clothes? You can't seriously expect us to walk around in torn-up rags do you?" Zoey asked

Chris shrugged in a manner that would make most of the girls wince now "As opposed to everything else you've been made to wear since this competition started? How's torn up rags any different that bikinis and bunny outfits?

Her glare narrowed and his face cracked into a smile "Alright alright. We'll get you some new stuff. Jeez, you guys are moody. I thought teenage girls wanted bigger chests."

They all glared at him


Meanwhile, everyone was still bickering about this situation Cody after receiving Lindsay's help in getting him some baggy pants was watching from afar what they were talking about which was not hard since all the screaming and stuff...his reaction to all that? well...Cody is mentally screaming. Even if the straps of his underwear hadn't broken, they wouldn't be able to hide the elephant trunk in between his legs anymore. He tried tucking himself between his legs like that guy from that cultured cannibal movie, but that and a pair of baggy-ish shorts only worked so well when you had the image of the hottest girl you'd ever seen in your lives breasts swelling up like dough inches from his face to the point he thought they'd envelop his head!

He had to clamp his legs together and it was annoying to walk like that but the only other option was letting go and allowing the steel hard telephone pole in his pants to spring up to just the right angle were the girls could and would tear it off him with minimal effort.

'I want my cave' He thought almost crying.

"Hey Cupcake. What'd I...Whoa! Haha, are you serious?"

The nasally laugh behind him sent a shiver up his spine before something huge and soft pressed into his back, and two tanned arms wrapped around and grabbed his breasts in a way that if they were real would be considered incredibly inappropriate.

"Mmmm that's odd. You ain't grown. Not like those girls. And certainly not like me?" She whispered into his ears while pressing herself further into his back, her overflowing breasts even pressing into his elbows "Ain't that weird. Now, why'd you think that is?"

As he was to busy biting his cheeks hard enough to taste blood, Cody drew in a massive amount of air through his nose.

"Oh come on. Surely if we all went through some weird change you did too. Unless you're like one of those immune girls like in horror..." She trailed off as she heard an odd sound. An odd but familiar sound. A sound that made her lick her lips just the tiniest bit. She peered around, dragging her almost totally bare breasts along Cora's back so she could spot the site of the girl's shorts straining like she had the basilisk from Harry Potter waiting to swell up and a strikeout.

"Well...well." She stared for a second. A dumbfounded smile on her face for a second "Is that canon in your pants. Or do you have a secret you want everybody in the world to find out?"

Cody did not whimper. He wanted to whimper. But he did not whimper.

Smirking while watching the others in camp argue with the host, she pulled herself back up, but kept her hands in front of Cora...then starting to lower them "Those special little drawers don't look like they can't hold too much more." Her finger traced down Cody's stomach to his crotch "In fact, they look like all they need is one little tap and..."

She flicked it.

*Snap*

"Wh...oh my...good G...I was f**king kidding about the canon thing. That looks like a bazooka." Her eyes were superglued to the enormous...he was wearing 'denim' shorts for...jeez. "You've turned into a god damn tripod!"

Cody's freaked yell drew the attention of the others. The boy panicked and froze like a rabbit. Which gave Anna Maria a big enough opening to knock her into the sand.

"Her top came loose." She yelled to everyone "Poor thing's pebble holder couldn't hold her new knockers." Cody looked up at her in confusion while the one who'd been tormenting her kept talking "I'm guessing most of us don't have stuff that fits anymore. But I'm pretty sure blondie has stuff that could fit a tiny little pair a Double D's, right?"

Lindsay perked up and nodded, heading towards her cabin for her friend before Heather confiscates 'all' her stuff.

"Eh...Thanks, Anna Maria."

"Don't. I still need you." She rolled her eyes "Though you might wanna pump up your inflate-A-bra before blue-eyed and brainless gets back. And...I dunno, tuck yourself or something." She licked her lips "Save that for later."

Now that Cody has an excuse to remain hidden until his boner subdues Anne Maria goes with the others as well to talk to Chris.

"Why is it that your top is the only one who is still holding up?" Heather said.

"My clothes are of the best quality honey, and stretch too because you never know when you're going to become even more beautiful," Anne Maria said bragging once more.

"Putting that aside, we still don't have other things to wear, mine is about to give in and the others are holding up with what they can," Zoey said

"Oh please, Don't you Bad bitches have a seamstress with a history of taking old outfits and making new ones? How about you go ask her for your new clothing?" Chris said

"Oh yeah I do h-" Katie was interrupted

"Now hold up right there" Heather stopped "If you cupcakes want the benefit of our member services to get decent before the cameras go back on..."

"Wait the cameras are out?" Katia asked.

"Yes, women! I just told you all and you forgot?" Chris asked with a facepalm

Heather continues "Then you need to pay for them...like let's say, with what Lindsay won from the Pageant," She said with a smirk

"What? that's dirty! is it going to kill you to just be nice and do a favor for once?" Zoey said stepping her feet o the ground making her girls jiggle.

"Now don't pout too much girl or else your 'girls' are gonna pop out. Besides, nothing is ever free" Anne Maria said with a smirk.

Katie is left speechless now she was being used as a tool for others and she bit her lip not enjoying that in the slightest. The Cupcakes can't just decide something like that without Lindsay but they do need some sort of temporary solution. They 'need' new clothes to look good for the cameras, rather than rummage sale rejects.

"You better keep the cameras off until we can get decent Chris or we ALL will sue your ass!" Courtney shout.

"What?! Aghhh...fine but you better not get used to this Girly because no one besides a few people, of course, gives me orders," Chris said with a glare.

"Well, then we better hurry because the viewers are starting to flood with questions and complaints," Chef said.

"Just my luck! Chef order the interns to get these girls some new duds like their old stuff, just bigger to *ahem* compliment their new figure" Chris said

"Well, today is going to be one of 'those' days huh? better go then" Chef said running

"Ok! The clothes will come now as you all wanted, However, to do so first I need your measurements in Which Katie over there will provide and that's final! no buts!" Chris said while stopping his foot away

*Confessional on*

"It was supposed to be an Obstacle course to make them queasy and a few other things but now? I'm forced to wing it...oh those poor, poor girls." Chris said.

*Confessional off*

All the girls were standing in a line to get their measurements from Katie, Cora aka Cody was there too after getting his junk back in control when Anne gave the excuse of him losing his bra, his fakes now bigger thanks to the device, nothing to crazy but big enough so no one will think it weird Cora didn't undergo second puberty with the rest of them. Still, that would be hard to move on to. Anna Maria was the only one acting like its no big deal.

Truthfully she 'was'. Just not in the same way as the rest of them.

She was seething. When she'd first busted out she'd been ecstatic. Something like this was sure to pull in the fans, Make her famous beyond belief...then she found out that she'd been bumped 'down' the hotness scale. She'd expected to walk around the island as if she owned it like a fertility goddess. Now if you didn't count little Ms. Doubtfire she was only a size or so bigger than Heather, who despite her growth spurt due to everybody else's, was 'still' the least developed girl on the island. Compared to the other girls, especially Courtney Anna Maria felt like a kid who only just starting to develop. How the hell could she be famous if almost every other girl had had a better growth shot than her?

"We all grew a lot but Courtney over there was the real big winner there. Hey Ms. C.I.T, You might want to seriously reconsider your career path. You'd make more money dancing now. Or marry a rich guy. Theirs plenty of boys out there with more money than sense who'd put up with you just because you have boobs bigger than your head." Heather giggles while Katies takes her measurEments. Courtney took a deep breath and kept her head forward.

"I wouldn't know about that Heather. If they don't have a cure for this, when I win this show the first thing I'm getting is reduced back to normal."

"Same." Zoey nodded "These things are killing me."

"So..." Katie started "Do you guys want to do it here or...?"

"The cabins." Heather rolled her eyes "The cameras might be down, but all of the interns are guys who I seriously doubt weren't watching us like they keep telling us the viewers are 'before' we all hit second puberty."

There was a ripple through the girls as if they had suddenly realized there were other guys besides Chris and Chef on the island who could be behind the trees waiting for them to drop their guard and their tits. They all nodded and rushed towards the Bad Bitches cabin as fast as their new assets would allow. With Cora trailing a little behind. Tugging the back of her bra strap and muttering.

'Damnit, it's so tight now it's starting to chaff. Couldn't Anna Maria said I had a C-cup or something?'

He answered his question a moment later. Rolling his eyes at his stupidity before walking in and getting an eyeful of Katie hefting Zoey's almost bare bosom in her hands. Bouncing them slightly and going "Mmmm" like she was examining produce...which honestly could not be a more accurate description.

It also could not have made the erection squashed between Cody's thighs anymore painful for him to hide.

"You alright Cora? Your flushing red."

"I uh...just a little embarrassed."

"They're just boobs, Anderson. We all have them." Heather smirked before taking off what had been until recently Lindsay's shirt "We just have more of them now."

"What are you even doing?" He questioned while trying to take his mind of the subject he was drawing attention to.

"I wasn't exactly handed a measuring tape Cora," Katie grumbled while keeping her eyes laser-focused on her friend's breasts as she fondled them in a manner so mechanical and measured that the redhead's red face was purely from embarrassment.

'Ohhh man this is too much, I should not be here looking at almost bare tits, what if they decide that its ok to be bare? I feel like getting a nosebleed like one of those animes' He thought sweating.

"You know I think I have a pretty good idea about my size right now, maybe give or take an inch and I'm almost the same size as my mom now," Lindsay said with a smile

At that moment everyone had one single thought they wanted to express at the same time.

"...Are you kidding me?" Yep, they said that all together.

At that moment Anne Maria was already gritting her teeth in annoyance and jealousy. It's bad enough that the only two that she's more developed than are the guy in the inflat-A-Bra and the girl who was still the flattest actual girl on the island. Not only is the girl with the cup size she wants planning to get a reduction the moment the contest is finished. But now she finds out that brainless blonde stereotype might grow bigger than even Courtney naturally? That's too much!

"CMON! let's not waste time, we need those measurements now!" Anne said trying to disguise her feelings.

"Don't rush her you bimbo, can't you see we all want this to be done?" Courtney said

Anna Maria whirled on her foot to be one of the few people who would ever look Courtney in the face ever again "The only bimbo here now is you now honey. And I'd strongly consider embracing it, cause even if you get your giant jugs cut back down to size, no law firm with even a lick of self respects gonna hire a girl who shoved her bare tits right in the camera for all the world to see?" Anne maria said with a cruel laugh. "What's it gonna be like at home when you get back bitch? Your parents gonna speak to you? Your little brother gonna ask how you did your magic trick?"

"YOU WANNA GO!?" Courtney said angrily.

It was very easy for her to lose her cool now since she just experienced the most embarrassing moment of her entire life and Anne just kept twisting her finger in the wound. Cody is scared at this if two big breasted women who were almost naked from the waist upstart wrestling on the ground now he is going to go ballistic.

"Hey! stop getting rowdy! I am working here for christ sake" Katie said getting annoyed too.

"Yeah. Calm your giant tits." Heather took a deep breath of satisfaction from the glares the two gave her.

"I SAID SHUT THE F**K UP!"

Everybody froze like a statue not so much at the force of the yell, but over who made it. Katie glared at everybody, friends, teammates, everyone. "In case it wasn't obvious, we are almost all half-naked, or wearing something so tight we might AS WELL be naked! Out of seven only two of us have anything on this island they can wear without tearing it apart with one sharp breath. Even after I FINALLY manage to get our sizes to Chris, he can't just pull exactly what we need out from behind his back. It will take hours or maybe even a full day for him to get us real clothes! And he's not gonna keep the cameras off all day! I have who knows how little time to take the measurements of seven girls, tear apart a bunch of our stuff and stitch it all together into something that'll cover us before we go back on air and the whole world starts to wonder why I stuff a couple of soccer balls down my top! Can we 'please' save the fighting until were all at least passably decent!?"

She took several long, ragged breaths while glaring at everybody...then pausing and turning almost as red as Zoey's hair.

"Sorry."

Fortunately for as tense as most of them were feelings at the moment Katie did have a point. They can wait till their all fully dressed before they try to beat the living crap out of each other.

So the girls lined back up and one by one let themselves be measured. Katie for her part measured the girls, girls with an air of professionalism that would either let her go far in the fashion industry or get a career in acting with her ability to keep a straight face given the circumstances. The only sounds that escaped her lips were an 'mmm' followed by her writing down something on a notepad. The only exception was the almost silent 'oof' she made while hefting Courtney's mammoth mammaries, which the brunette did not appreciate. Working through each of them regardless of whether or not they could already tell or had something that fit regardless just so she had a second opinion. Until only Cora remained.

'Fuck' He thought.

Did he get too distracted about Katie measuring the big breasts that were keeping him there but now? Cody needs to find a way out of this because his falsies in the bra might look real, but he has no idea if they will full somebody giving then a through check.

"Ok, Cora now is yo-" Katie was interrupted.

"You know what? i-i don't need any measurement, I didn't eat so much and I'm pretty sure I am a D cup or double D? and my clothes are gonna last with no harm done...i-I'm just gonna go outside and wait'' With that, she bolted out the door.

"What? h-hey wait!"

Cora ignores her and steps a touch to brusquely out the door.

"Meh. Let her go. The girl said she was a double D right? My old stuff'll fit her just right." Anna Maria said offhandedly "Well Mine and a few others here, but let's be honest she's gonna look better in my stuff anyway."

"Mmm. You like the idea of Cora in your clothes?" Heather added.

"...Are you implying something?" Anna Maria said slowly but with the force of a knife being slowly driven into somebody's stomach.

"Oh, nothing. Nothing at all." She answered innocently but made it a point to take a glance at Courtney. Whose eyes narrowed.


Meanwhile With Chris and Chef...

"How could this happen man? this was so not expected" Chris asked

"Don't ask me, I thought old as hell group would make they have a serious case of tummy ache but Breast expansion? who made that?" Chef asked while pacing.

"Hey, you said it yourself. More calories per spoonful than a block of butter. With all we fed 'em, all those calories had to go somewhere." He ran his hands through his hair.

"Well now we gotta think of something for the next challenge, I can't just show their bodies in a normal way. I mean sure they would like that anyway but the point is! we need eliminations so my plan can keep going." Chris said annoyed.

"Fine fine! How about you make them do some sort of Sports challenge? you want ratings to be all about fan service right? just make them play volleyball or basketball and add something unique I think" Chef said with his arms crossed.

Chris froze like a computer being asked a paradox, playing the idea in his mind.

A sports challenge? Athletic. Painful. Naturally competitive. Lots of sweating. Lots of panting. Lots of bouncing.

Lots and lots of bouncing.

By the very nature of sports. Viewership would have skyrocketed among the target demographic regardless, simply to watch the girls play ball. With how they are now?

They might want to hold off on those repairs for now to avoid a repeat incident.

The only question now was how to make the challenge...interesting.

As he was puzzling his puzzler, a sweaty faced young man ran up to the pair holding a piece of paper.

"She finished measuring?" He asked without even looking in the intern's direction.

The guy blushed but nodded and handed his boss the paper. Chris spared a glance and pulled it out of his sweaty fingers. He wretched slightly at the stained paper and gave the boy who handed it to him a double-take, noticing the tomato red complexion of his skin. "Get an eyeful?"

The intern winced and tried to force words out of his mouth, only for them to trip on his tongue.

"Oh get over it! You're on TV now. If your gonna turn into a puddle every time you have to deal with a room full of boobs, then you'll never make it in this industry." He turned back to the paper "And let's see what the damages will be..."

"Speaking of." Asked his sort of co-host "What do we do about the purple stuff?"

"What else. Pack it up. Send it to get tested. Find out what about it caused the change. Patent it. Trademark it. Sell it. Make a fortune off of quick and easy surgery-less enhancements then retire to a private island of my own as far away from this one as possible. I mean you saw how just a little made all those girls..." He read over the paper "...Damn."

"What?" Chef leaned over to spy the numbers on the paper "...Oh, those poor girls." There was a touch of sympathy in Chefs' voice so light it might as well not be there at all "Their back are gonna be twisted in knots in no time."

"Yeah...they are aren't they?" You could hear the gears in his head-turning. He shoved the paper back into his unpaid assistant's hands "Get these back to the mainland. I want upsized versions of their trademark look made up and delivered to this island and I want them last week." He grabbed the guy's shoulder "Oh. And while you're at it. There's something else I need."


Cody took deep breaths. Looking behind him to make sure none of the girls were following him. He looked down at his expanded bosom and biting the inside of his cheek at the sight of them. Their new size made disguising himself even harder. The extra 'mass' he'd pumped them full of made the fact they weren't really all the more obvious. The way they bounced and heaved as he ran down the beach was closer to balloons than flesh and blood double D's. It wasn't a hundred percent obvious due to the weight of the materials his fakes were made of, so it would only be obvious to anyone paying Cora close enough attention when she was doing jumping jacks or running.

Speaking of attention. He's not so little friend had escaped from between his legs and was straining against his pants to the point he was only half sure it couldn't tear them apart.

He wanted something more to work with as much as any guy, but this was the WORST possible time for fate to reward him with...with a...a horses...basically...essentially a...gah!

He buried his face in his hands and dragged them down his chin. OK...OK, first things first.

He needed ducktape.

Lots of ducktape.


A\N: Surprise! You guys did not see that coming now, did you? Now here we got some expansion of ladies coming through and it was really hard to come up with sizes that would fit everyone and also who was going to be the biggest :D HAHAHA now Ladies how will you all deal with this?

Heather: (70 G) cup size
Courtney: (75 I) Cup size
Katie: (80E) Cup size
Lindsay: (65H) Cup size
Zoey: (76 F) Cup size
Cora: (Fake Double D) Cup size

Anne Maria: (H-Cup) Size

For anyone having trouble visualizing that. Heather is still the least busty after the growth, as she is now 'only' as Buxom as Lindsay 'had' been. Anna Maria is not pleased to learn she is the second least busty real girl after Heather as she's only about a size bigger than her. Every other girl is about a size and a bit larger than the last, except for Courtney. Who are at least two full sizes larger than the second biggest.

Cora doesn't count 'to us' but she is known to most like the one who got the least out of her meal, at 'only' a double D