>>11331210
the stories are on each post, he doesn’t have a complied list, but here’s a good one so far from briefly scrolling:
It wasn’t easy playing tennis with her current figure. The weight of her chest always dragged her down, throwing off her serves. Even her returns were sloppy because her center of mass was off-center. “S-Shit…hah!” she tried swinging, missing yet again.
Normally, she’d try to plan training when no one was around, but unfortunately today was crowded. Eyes were all over her, scanning every little movement her breasts made. It was embarrassing, humiliating even, and it was hard to focus. “Everyone won’t stop staring…” she huffed, exhausted from her comically heaving mounds.
And, adding insult to injury, her breasts were still growing! She couldn’t wear a sports bra because nothing would fit. The only thing separating her breasts from the outside world was a thin, overstretched top. It was a wardrobe malfunction waiting to happen…
Self-conscious, she stopped to look down at her chest, blushing. “I hope nobody notices my breasts are growing…” she muttered quietly. She felt a tiny jolt electrifying her chest. She grasped one breast and squeezed it, seeing them slowly fill out further. The fabric groaned in protest.
“I…have to leave before I make a scene…” She quickly packed up her things, and briskly walked off the court to her car. Once inside, she locked the doors and watched in awe as her bosom grew to touch the steering wheel. “Mmpfh…they’re getting too big…” she complained, tracing a hand over her cleavage. The bigger they grew the more unpractical tennis would be. Finally, seams began tearing as her soft tits overflowed from her lap. Would it end? Who knows. But one thing is certain: she won’t be able to play tennis anymore…
