One brisk spring afternoon Darcie was anticipating the arrival of her friend Heather. The two had planned an afternoon of trying out her grandmother's fudge recipe and watching some sexy movies. After a few hours had passed while Darcie washed her dishes and did a load of her intimates in the wash, she heard the ding-donging of the door bell.
Expecting only her friend, Darcie didn't bother to change out of her short shorts or put on a shirt to cover her bra clad breast. She daintily jogged to the door while her large breasts jiggled up and down in her 38E cup bra. The bra had been a perfect fit about a year ago, but it was begging to get just a tad bit tighter and the feeling of her breasts bulging out and fighting to get free from their confines reminded Darcie she needed to get herself resized in the near future. She was guessing she growing up to an F cup, but wasn't entirely sure. Anyway, that should be reserved for another day because today was reserved for Heather and that scrumptious fudge!
Once Darcie had reached the door, she barely noticed her dark areolas contrasting with her light olive skin had popped just a bit above the bra hemline. On the contrary, half of her nipple on her left breast could plainly be seen, but she shook off the notion and opened the door. That was the moment when Darcie received quite a shock.
Heather stood at Darcie's door dressed in her usual flip-flops, little short shorts and cute little halter top with her beautiful red hair tied back in a pony tail. Darcie could sense something was different about her friend. She'd known Heather since grade school. These two girls would sleep over at each other's houses and did all the things that young, curious girls do. Hence, Darcie knew every inch of Heather's body and she knew Heather's C cup breasts never popped out on the sides of her halter tops or showed off so much creamy white cleavage at the neck line.
Darcie just stood in the door way mouth agape until Heather brought her down from her trance. "Darc? Can I come in," she said.
The redheaded vixen could tell her friend noticed the change not only from her jaw falling to the floor, but from the wrinkled hardness her nipples changed into. Maybe it was also because of the slight breeze, but Heather had a feeling her new look had excited her good friend in more ways than one.
Trying to act like nothing had happened, Darcie lead Heather into the kitchen where she offered her a drink. The two went through a bit of small talk before Darcie got on the subject of the tasty fudge. Heather's mind was on her own large breasts so much that she forgot about making the sweets, but giggled as she recalled the recipe and retrieved it from her purse.
After checking over the list of ingredients from the recipe card, Darcie began to fetch everything they would need to make their sweet delights. She couldn't help but notice how Heather followed her around the kitchen very closely. There were some moments when Darcie would turn around to ask Heather about certain measurements and Heather's face was right next to Darcie's while Darcie thought her friend was at the other end of the kitchen. When they'd notice what had happened, both girls would giggle and quickly get back to what the task at had was.
After much preparation of the ingredients, it was soon time to mix the batter. Heather volunteered to mix everything up. So, Darcie hefted the huge mixing bowl over to her friend and set the temperature for the oven. Heather began mixing the batter and just a bit of the chocolaty substance splashed up at her and onto her breasts. Well, it was kinda hard to prevent that from happening because Heather's breasts were so large that they hung over the bowl while she bent over the table to mix everything. Just as the brown stuff flew up at Heather, she let out a hearty laugh.
Darcie flung herself around to see what the joviality was all about. "What happened," ejaculated Darcie. Just as she said those words, she noticed her friend's fingers wipe up the gooey mess that had dabbled onto her porcelain breasts. "Oh..." Darcie said softly.
"Oh, it's not a big deal. I can get it," Heather giggled back. "Hey, I'm surprised you of all people didn't notice."
"Didn't notice what," Darcie said acting bewildered, but knew exactly what her friend was talking about.
In response to her friend's comment, Heather hastily cupped her heavy breasts up and jiggled them in an attempt to get Darcie's attention. Needless to say it worked. Darcie felt relief that her friend wanted her to notice the obvious endowment of her breasts. She was afraid of hurting the feelings of one of her best friends and didn't want to say anything to avoid a fight.
"Oh yeah..." Darcie said coolly. "Did you get implants? If so, that's cool. They look great, but your breasts were perky as hell and you hardly ever wore a bra because of it. Heather, you were a C cup and most guys think that is pretty big."
"I know," answered Heather still holding and rubbing her large mammaries. "But, you know how I've always been just a little bit jealous of you and the other girls because all of you have great big titties. I didn't exactly want to get implants because of the health risks and the scarring and everything. Sure, I wanted bigger boobs, but I wasn't going to have them looking all ugly and unnatural."
"What happened? Are you having an uber-period or something?"
"No silly," Heather laughed back. "I went to my doctor for my monthly check up and asked her what kinds of alternatives there were to implants. Well, she told me about these pills that haven't been approved by the FDA that her pharmacist friend had tons of samples of." Heather pulled the prescription bottle out of her purse. "He was even nice enough to pop the pills out of their blister packs and bottle them up for me."
"Are you sure that's safe?" Darcie seemed cautious and raised a concerned eye towards Heather's full breasts.
"I'm not sure, but it isn't that bad. She gave me a thirty day supply and this is what has happened in a week. It's much faster than some of the other shit I've seen advertised on the Internet. Well, there are a couple of drawbacks. One, these pills are so fucking nasty! If I wasn't so bound and determined to get bigger tits, I'd have probably already chucked these things by now. Just the taste alone made me throw one up."
Darcie was obviously puzzled. "If they taste that bad and make you react that way, how the hell are you able to take them then?"
"Well, I called my doctor about it," Heather continued. "She said that I could take them with food and the taste and nausea wouldn't be so bad. It's kinda like putting ketchup on something you don't like. It doesn't take all of the taste away, but it helps. As far as the nausea, it subsides after an hour or so."
"Oh, so what are the others? You said that was one. What else is there?"
"Obviously these," Heather giggled while pinching her hardened nipples through her white halter top. "But, it's also like my libido has kicked itself up a notch or two, and my titties feel really..."
"What?" Darcie was holding her breath to hear all about her friend's amazing new boobs.
