Breed's Hill by Billy Breed Robert and Jenny Fannon were driving out of Crawford's Corner as fast as their old Toyota would take them. Rob was 19, and Jenny was 18. They had decided to marry as soon as they could, the day that Jenny turned 18. The morning of her birthday she had skipped school, gone to the courthouse with Rob and been married by the Justice of the Peace. Neither was leaving much in the town where they grew up. Rob's parents had died in an automobile accident two years earlier, and Jenny's mother had drank herself to death after her father had died in the local coal min… 続きを読む

By Jasgirl The one nice thing about my current situation, about my “sexy predicament” (as my boyfriend calls it), is that I always sleep like a log. Once my eyes close they don’t open again for 7 or 8 hours, and I wake up feeling... not refreshed exactly, but at least rested. It's a side effect of the d**g. My body needs to metabolise all of that cum, and all of those calories, and turn it into titty flesh. I’ve always slept hot, but since this all started Steve (my boyfriend) says that I’m like sleeping next to a furnace. I kick the covers off at night, and I wake up covered in sweat. I sta… 続きを読む

A Special Nanny (A Fantasy) _________________________   "The biggest surprise I've ever had in my life? Wow! What a question! That's a toughie!" Scott tried to reach way back into the recesses of his memory in search of an answer. A lot of tricks had been attempted on him in the courtroom, but because he made a point of always being over-prepared, Scott hadn't suffered too many surprises in his professional life. It couldn't be that, then ... Hmmmm ... Some unexpected Christmas present when he was a k**? Nope; his parents were pretty predictable on that score; they were a 'make a Christm… 続きを読む

Growing Pains IV: The Visitor By greatpersonhooray 2020 All credit to greatpersonhooray 2020. 63 ounces. That’s what I had pumped the previous day. It was an obscene amount of milk, the kind of level few nursing women could ever expect to reach. Yet here I was, ballooning day by day with more milk. Today I was sure I would be beating that record. Even if by a single ounce. The thought turned me on, despite my devastation a few weeks prior during my graduation. I had thought long and hard about the whole thing but had not come up with a plan for my future. Every time I felt I was nearing a… 続きを読む

X-post (written by greatpersonhooray): I had been growing. My chest, once flat and unlikely to draw any eyes, had grown to an impressive size. Above average, and increasing in size by the day. Of equal note was the milk they had begun to produce. My daily production was still fairly low, but judging by the way things had been going, it would not stay that way. Lactation and my growing breasts both demanded a larger intake of calories and fluid that I was not accustomed to. I noticed myself growing hungrier by the day as what little non-breast fat I had was consumed to aid in the development… 続きを読む

X-post (greatperssonhooray) Growing Pains I: The Milky Beginning Sometimes I pulled my sweater tight against my chest. In the mirror, I could see the faintest outline of what one might perceive to be breasts. They were practically non-existent, and were the type of thing one might observe only under the proper circumstances. You had to know what you were looking for to find them. To me, this was a tragedy. I was flat. Flat-chested and a High School senior, about to graduate. It was humiliating to have such a boyish frame, with no breasts to speak of. Every day, I watched the other girls wa… 続きを読む

X-post (greatperssonhooray) Growing Pains 2: Above Average While I was greatly enjoying the changes, they were not without difficulty. Taking care of my breasts and their associated lactation was beginning to be a part-time job. The struggles continued to grow at the same pace as my breasts. That is to say, very rapidly. Thanks to my breast pump, I tended to be sufficiently empty before school which greatly reduced my anxiety and paranoia. No longer did I have to worry about my breasts bursting at the seams or my clothes being soaked by milk. Life was a lot less painful now that I was eng… 続きを読む

When his mom suggested switching to Catholic high school in the city, Cam had been so desperate for a change in his life that the idea genuinely excited him. Now, however, Cam felt that sense of dread and general anxiety that accompanies the unknown. For the last few years, Cam had been routinely bullied and thus had withdrawn socially. It had gotten to the point that Cam really didn’t have “friends” as the people who he once considered friends had either washed their hands of him due to his sinking social status, or otherwise had been alienated by his own anti-social tendencies. It wasn’t tha… 続きを読む

Cross-post... "Make over $2000 in 3 months!" Proclaimed the tattered flier in big blocky letters. Rachel was in a hurry to get to class, but the number caught her eye so she walked over to read the rest of the flier. In considerably smaller font the flier said, "Study about hormonal deficiencies in nursing mothers. Requirements: female, 18 - 30 yrs old, low hormonal activity (testing available)." Rachel was not sure what low hormonal activity meant, but she suspected she would not qualify. Puberty had blessed her with E cup breasts and hips to match. Still, 2000 dollars was a lot of money,… 続きを読む

Hero Mom by Pakeld Leon Davidov landed with the rest of the scientists in the Gyrocopter, along with rest of the staff (those who weren't working grave shift). It was another 'perfect' day in the desert of Kazakhstan, in 'Science City #31). Hot, dry, and already too bright, many people had already put on their sunglasses. He was a dutiful Party member, blond and slightly muscular, a little shy, but whip-smart and a good problem solver. He tended to put in a maximum of science and a minimum of Political work, but if you wanted to get past a certain point in the climb up the ladder, y… 続きを読む

This is a x-post and written by DDDave. Seems Hillary is becoming quite obsessed! Hillary's Second Stage Growth "Honey, Toh's coming over to visit. Could you wait out front for her? She doesn't know this area and I don't want her driving in circles!" So I clattered my way downstairs and around to the front. Toh and Hillary had become fairly close friends since they first met in Ms LeFaye office several months ago, but this was the first time Toh had visited Hillary's apartment. Hillary and I were seeing each other regularly, but neither one of us had broached… 続きを読む

This is a x-post and was written by by DDDave. Enjoy! Hillary's First Stage Growth Toh was smiling angelically at us having finished the story of how she developed her massive bust and the effects that that growth had on her life. "Toh, are you happy now with how things turned out? An "L" cup is really large! I'd thought of maybe an "F" cup but I may set my sights higher now that I've seen how you look so, well, radiant and serene and so, so , well, large!" "Not an "L" cup now. I grow more after that afternoon in the library." Her smile was still angelic but… 続きを読む

Mrs. B's Story This is a x-post, work of fiction, and was written by DDDave back in 1998. I suppose a lot of people would consider me to be a slut now. But I don't think it's my fault, really. I mean, what else could have happened? I was one of those girls who started to flower into womanhood early. I was a skinny young girl who wore a B-cup brassiere when I was still in the sixth grade. I was completely embarrassed by my development. I dressed to avoid showing my rapidly blossoming femininity. Layered clothing became the norm along with a shoulders-hunched-forward posture. I tried… 続きを読む

Cross-posted from my favorite BE website. Enjoy !! Written By BigD88. Daphne was a girl of good fortune. She had a good man in her life. Troy was always there to take care of her and protect her. They had been dating for some time now and were serious about spending their lives together. They were just starting out in their careers, so they didn’t want to rush into anything. Troy had talked about having k**s, but both knew that they were not ready for them. One night, in bed, Daphne found herself thinking about the future. “Troy, are we going to be together for the rest of our live… 続きを読む

This is a cross-post story from http://www.overflowingbra.com/ The original author is DDDave and I make no claim to the story. Only to cross-post some of my favorite BE stories at that great site. This is a FANTASY. Never happened. Ain't ever gonna. If you do not like stories about large breasted young women then don't continue to read. There is no sex in this! If you insist on lots of poorly worded descriptions of copulation you won't like this one! On the other hand, if you like descriptions of boobs, and like stories with lots of descriptions of large breasts you may enjoy this.… 続きを読む

This is a cross-post story from http://www.overflowingbra.com/ The original author is DDDave and I make no claim to the story. Only to cross-post some of my favorite BE stories at that great site. by DDDave Clara's Cleavage Verse One It was pig nite at my frat house. As a recent pledge I had been one of the guys assigned to finding a date. For those of you not familiar with this barbaric ritual it involves deliberately asking the homeliest girl you could find to a party at the frat house (a highly prized invitation in our opinion) for the express purpose of seein… 続きを読む