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A story that's been laguishing on my hard drive for over three years since I originaly wrote "Maury and Janice"
WARNING: Material to follow contains enlargement of female breasts, which may be illegal for you to be reading depending on your age and jurisdiction.
Attempt number three at an expansion story, focusing on better descriptions of expansion.

Select transcriptions from the diary of a woman who took too many breast enhancement treatments.

Transcriber's notes in (parenthesis and italics)

May 1

Product 20 to make my boobs grow, Luxopan, was a flop. This marks 5 months since taking it, and the 2nd of intentional overdose. This marks 4 years, and almost 6 of marriage, trying to give John an anniversary gift of bigger breasts. I've just about lost hope for getting these little B's to grow. I was wanting to go for the subtle, secret effect of medicines, but Im afraid I'll have to go under the knife to make them bigger for this gift, or forget it entirely.

May 5

I heard about a new product that just hit the market for breast enlargement-by-pill called Titrazine. It's being made by New Horizons Pharmaceuticals in Bloomingdale, 50 miles away. According to their web-page on Titrazine, it says it guarantees a 3 cup size increase in breast size by redirecting fat storage from wherever the body would normally put it and put it in the breasts.

I'm considering it, $50 for a month's supply isn't out of my budget, although at this point I ought to save that money for surgery.

May 7
Against my better judgment, and financial sensibility, and bought a month's supply of Titrazine today. I started it tonight under the directions, one before each meal. It said I should see results in 3 weeks, but I'm not to optimistic. If I don't see anything in three weeks time, i'll start saving for surgery.

May 14

JACKPOT! The Titrazine actually works. My boobs have grown some, and my bra leaves a red line where my boobs bulge out of it. For the first time in a while, I'm going to have to by some new bras!

May 15

Well, I now need an D cup! This morning, I could barley fasten the straps of my old B's, and by afternoon, my boobs itched from being pressed into the fabric of my bra. I bought 4 bras, two in D, and one each in DD and E on the way home. John's noticed and is delightfully confused; he's concerned, but likes what he sees.

May 22
The Titrazine's working fast! I've already outgrown the D cups, and the E's are already digging in. I'd better find some E's tomorrow!

John must have also found the Titrazine, there were 3 new bottles of it in my purse this morning along side the partial that was in there. Very sweet of him, but I dont think I'll need all of it, a month's worth is going to be plenty!

May 26

A happy anniversary indeed! Titrazine works wonders. I've just grown out of J's and into Ls, but my shoulders are killing me where my bra rests on them. I'm bigger than anyone in the neighborhood now. John couldn't be happier, and said that he'd love me at whatever size I am, so I think this is the best time to stop, while my breasts are still manageable. My back is starting to hurt from all this weight on my chest. Hopefully that will subside as I get used to the weight

June 6

There must be a residual effect to that Titrazine, I've grown another five cup sizes since I stopped taking the stuff, and the pain in my back has only gotten worse. I'm starting to notice a new center of balance with the new weight on my chest, I cant stand or walk more than an hour without my boobs resting on something. Im going to have to see my doctor about this, though I'm afraid of what she'll say.

June 10

My R cups are starting to dig into by boobs, and I almost cant stand for more that 3 minutes without my back spasming. The pain is constant and almost unbearable, and I've taken to almost overdosing on Ibuprofen to keep it manageable. Also can no longer sleep flat on my back, all of the weight on my chest makes it hard to breath, so I now have to sit up on pillows and sleep. I have an appointment with Dr. Anders in 5 days, hopefully she'll have a fix for me.

June 15

Well, that was enlightening, and disturbing. According to Dr. Anders, all of the products I took before Titrazine were stored in my breasts rather than used. The Titrazine, in addition to working its own magic, acted like a catalyst for all of the of the breast enlargement pills I took before. Now all of them are being activated! She said that the Titrazine alone would have brought me to this size in the span of a year of normal dosage.

She took some tissue samples from my breasts in order to tell how much and of what I still have in my breasts, and the results should be back in 10 days. Then she'll have some idea of how big I'll get and how fast.

She also said that I'm not the only case like this, 3 of her other patients are experiencing similar symptoms with similar histories of breast enlargement treatment abuse, although none them is as severe as me. Because of this, she's lobbying to have Titrazine taken off the market.

She did give me medicines for the pain and the muscle spasms(which bring me to tears every time I stand up, which cant be for more than 5 minutes), as well as a mild steroid to help me develop the strength to carry these breasts, though she warned that the steroid might have an interaction with these drugs too.

Speaking of my breasts, they are now Y cups and hang to bottom of my sternum. They're almost wider than my arms. I have to let my breasts hang between my body and the table just to write this. I feel like my boobs would fall off my chest if I didn't have a bra on.

Hopefully the new drugs will help with mobility. In the mean time, She recommended me to custom cloths maker who can make me a bra to better support my growing problem. I'm to meet back with Dr Anders on the 25th

June 17

Gillian's Alterations on Yew St. is a godsend. Gillian told me that the reason for some of my pain was that I was wearing the wrong sizes all along. Instead of a 34 Y, I'm a 32 ZZ! She also fitted me with a bra with wider shoulder straps with gel cushions to spread the weight of these things on a wider surface. I'm to meet back with her in a week.

John also bought me an adjustable bed, which makes sleeping easier sice the wieght of my breasts isnt on top of my chest so much.

June 25
I had my follow up with Dr. Anders today, and the test results are in. As of the 10th, the only drugs I had a traces of in my breasts were Luxopan, Blusom, Titrazine, and Volumex, the last ones I tried. The Volumex, ominously, doesn't interact with the Titrazine, and may be catylized by bovine growth hormone, especially with the initial steroid she gave me. She predicts that, if the Volumex isn't catalyzed, the growth rate should level off and stop at a maximum of 32 ZZZ by October. If it IS, she doesnt know how big I'll get.

She's given me a different steroid, and taken more tissue samples to see if there is any change in the levels of drugs. We discuss results on the 5th of next month

The pain and the ant-spasm meds are working great, though. The steroid is working too, plus the exercises Gillian recommended. Im up to 20 minutes before my back says no more being upright.

Cup sizes are becoming irrelevant now, my breasts are somewhere in between the bottom of my sternum and the bottom of my ribcage at the bottom of them and very round. I'm barely able to hug them. They're about 2 gallons in size each. (7.5 litres)

July 5
True to form, by breasts are leveling off in their growth. 11 days and the only growth has been to fill out those ZZ cups. The tissue tests say that, as of last sample, I have no more Blusom in my system, so it's just the Titrazine, Luxopan and the ticking time bomb of Volumex. Another sample was taken with results to be expected on the 15th.

July 12
Bra getting a little tight, but not so much that I'll need a new one anytime soon. I'm now having Gillian make other cloths besides the bras and the one color of shirt that I've been wearing lately, now that I'm not at risk of growing out of cloths within days.

July 15
Titrazine still in the system as of the tests on the 5th, no noticeable growth. My walking and standing endurance is up to an hour before my back starts to hurt. If my endurance keeps getting better, I might show off at the local strip club, or maybe post videos online for purchase, I need the money to pay for all these medical bills.

Two months later

September 23
The ticking time bomb might go off now. Out of the soy mild I'd been using since learning of the Volumex potential, I took a chance and used cows milk this morning with breakfast. I just learned that the dairy's latest batch of milk contained excessive traces of bovine growth hormones. According to the codes posted on the news, I used an affected jug this morning. Without the Volumex metabolizing, I looked to be on track to only end up with 32 LLL breasts about 3 gallons (11 liters) big and to the bottom of my rib cage at their lowest extent, now all bets are off!

I've scheduled an appointment with Dr. Anders tomorrow to see where we go from here.

Much trepidation today, much trepidation.

September 24
Grim news from Dr. Anders: a remote chance of immobility with breasts the size of cars. This after all the drugs and rehabilitation work to get me to where I can be standing and walking like I used to be.

Damn it I shot myself in the foot with this trying all of the breast enhancers in the world!

John took me in today and sat in on my appointment. We talked about this possible upcoming immobility when we got home. He's going to have the most important doors in the house widened to 4 ft while he has a one-room dwelling built in the back that can hold me if I get too big for those them.

God I hope I don't get that big.

September 30
Cup sizes are quickly becoming irrelevant, my breast are now to the point where it's hard to fit through the existing 3ft doors, and I'm going through them one breast at a time! Their bottom extent laps onto my belly button and droops futher down to and inch below my waist at the lowest. They stick out a little over 3 ft in front of me. Working with anything in front of them is almost impossible, and soon will be. Driving is now impossible, John had to buy a cargo van to move me from home to where I need to go. The door widening will be complete on the 15th, and the new dwelling is slated to be complete by November 3rd.

Gillian is also having trouble making bras that fit. She's resorted to using spandex, which will stretch a few cup sizes.

October 15
The doors are widened, though I'm already filling up most of the new doorways one breast at a time, Construction of the "Breast Hut", as we're calling it, is underway in the back yard. The bottom curves of my breasts are almost level with the middle of my thighs and it's hard to walk forward without my thighs bumping into them as they bob down. I'm having to shuffle along slowly with small steps so I don't loose my balance.

When I lie sitting up in bed, the only way I can sleep and still breath, my breasts fill my lap, just going over my knees while coming up to the base of my neck. My arms are either pinned by my breasts or laying uncomfortably on top of them. Getting in and out of bed is getting to be an interesting exercise, and has brought in my sister, Angie. My breasts are always in a bra, and when in bed, they are on top of a sheet. I can't move my breasts myself anymore once they are on top of me in bed, so when I need to get into bed, John and Angie put the sheet under them and slide them into place with the sheet as I get the rest of my body situated. A similar ritual is exercised when I need to get out.

My appointments today with Dr Anders and Gillian went interestingly. Dr Anders had to examine me in my van, since I cant fit into her office, and Gillian had to perform my fitting outside, behind her shop. Gillian said that she never in her 40 years of experience as a seamstress had she had to make bras this big. The biggest client she ever had before me was 20 years ago. The last bra she sold her was the same size that she gave me this July. I'm scheduling appointments with both Dr. Anders and Gillian every 10 or so days.

October 25
My breasts are now to my knees and they now touch my thighs when I'm standing. My shuffle steps are getting shorter. My nipples now touch the door-jams and the new house is not finished yet. When I lie down, my breasts flow halfway down my shins.

I can no longer get into the van, and Gillian now has to make house calls. The bra support combined with the steroid's strengthening effects are struggling to maintain my waining mobility, after 20 minutes of standing or shuffling, my back and legs cant take it.

November 8
The Breast Hut is finished, thank goodness! It was a tight squeeze and a major undertaking to get me out the back door of the old house.

To get the back-doorway ready for me and comfortable to get out of, a big sheet of plywood had to be placed at an angle from the corner of the cabinets in the kitchen to just outside the door jamb at the door hinge. The fridge also had to be moved from the other side of the door way another sheet of plywood placed from door jamb to the cabinets on that side. This would help funnel my breasts out without too much discomfort.

Then came the hard part; I had to rotate my boobs through the opening one at a time. I had to squeeze one boob out the door, nipple first while squishing the other into one of the sheets of plywood, John and Angie doing their best to oil it and help massage it through with. Once the first was out, I had to rotate my body through the door-way.

Then came the second step, John had to come outside the house while Angie stayed in. I had to pull my other boob through the door, as Angie continued to massage it through. When it finally came through, John had to catch me. I was so tired and in so much pain that I had to sit down for 3 hours to recover and drink a gallon of water before making the 50 ft trek to the Breast Hut. Any more behind schedule and we'd have had to break a wall to get me out. Thank goodness we decided on an 8 foot doorway for the hut

My breasts now touch my knees when standing, and engulf my feet while sitting on my bed. They almost touch the floor when Im sitting on the couch. I think I have 80 gallons (302 liters) of breast flesh hanging on me.

Walking forward would entail my legs being able to lift the massive breasts that lay on top of each one. As strong as the steroid has made me, I cant do that, so I either have to walk sideways or carefully backward, and try not to let the breast laying on top of my leg swing back too far and topple me over. John and Angie have to make sure I don't fall down or I risk being suffocated, since I cant get up on my own and the hundreds of pounds of boob flesh on top of me wouldn't let me breath if I was flat on my back. This is very exhausting.

November 20

Dr Anders made a house call today, and was taken aback at how much my breasts grew. They now touch halfway down my shins and touch the floor when I stand, and I've been dragging them about the house on a sheet, braless, for the past 5 days, and only when absolutely necessary, like restroom visits. I'd have been stuck like this had it not been for Gillian coming at the same time with wondrous bra, made using a template sketch she found on a website called Bras By Design.

(Template referred to is "Huge Bra Concept No.1")

Getting into it was a wrestling match, we had to drag my breasts over the fabric part of the bra, which was anchored to the floor temporarily, then remove the sheet from under them. After 20 minutes of wrestling the behemoths into the fabric comfortably, we fastened the straps and put the cord between the cups onto the rolling crane.

The only thing I can sit on, and not have breast be all that I can see, are the 5 foot tall barstool chairs bolted to the floor.

According to the latest tests 5 days ago, the Volumex is down to 30% of the levels we started at. More samples were taken today.

December 1
I'm quickly going to need a motorized, flatbed cart to carry these massive breasts. The bra design is maxed out on how much it can hold above the ground. The crane's hook, which was initially at the position of my belly button, is now at eye level and the arm is smothered by my breasts. My breasts, meanwhile are an inch from scraping the ground

December 7
Flynn's Metal Works just delivered the cart I need and not a moment too soon, I was grounded, as in cannot move my breasts at all, yesterday. The bed is 14 ft (about 4 m) square with 2 ft sideboards on the edges and I'm filling half of it. It skid steers, to make maneuvering it easier, since the hut is not very big

December 14
The cart is reaching capacity, my boobs are a foot away from the sideboards on all sides. And the motor is straining to move it with all of this weight on top of it. Even in my tall chairs, where I have to climb up a foot to sit on them, there is still 3 ft of boob above my eye level.

In the last tests, the Volumex level is down to 10%, and I should run out of the stuff in a couple weeks. Im sure to overflow the cart at this rate, so I'm having Flynn enlarge the platform, add bigger sideboards, and install stronger motors in it.

December 28
Two weeks have passed and they seem to have stoped growing a week ago. Sure enough, 4 feet of additional cart length and width were needed to contain all of this growth.

Now that the growth has stopped, I have to decide whether to get them reduced or leave them alone. Being able to go out into the world again would be nice, but being waited on hand and foot in this condition has it's perks, I don't have to lift a finger. Surgical methods of reduction would be risky, possibly life threatening, and the non-surgical ones have a chance of backfiring, causing even more growth. Me and John will have to much to contemplate, though, since it will take a while to pay the off the loan for the Hut and other expenses, let alone medical bills associated with reduction methods. In the mean time, John is seems to be enjoying my boobs, so we'll see.

Description
A story that's been laguishing on my hard drive for over three years since I originaly wrote "Maury and Janice"
WARNING: Material to follow contains enlargement of female breasts, which may be illegal for you to be reading depending on your age and jurisdiction.
Attempt number three at an expansion story, focusing on better descriptions of expansion.

Select transcriptions from the diary of a woman who took too many breast enhancement treatments.

Transcriber's notes in (parenthesis and italics)

May 1

Product 20 to make my boobs grow, Luxopan, was a flop. This marks 5 months since taking it, and the 2nd of intentional overdose. This marks 4 years, and almost 6 of marriage, trying to give John an anniversary gift of bigger breasts. I've just about lost hope for getting these little B's to grow. I was wanting to go for the subtle, secret effect of medicines, but Im afraid I'll have to go under the knife to make them bigger for this gift, or forget it entirely.

May 5

I heard about a new product that just hit the market for breast enlargement-by-pill called Titrazine. It's being made by New Horizons Pharmaceuticals in Bloomingdale, 50 miles away. According to their web-page on Titrazine, it says it guarantees a 3 cup size increase in breast size by redirecting fat storage from wherever the body would normally put it and put it in the breasts.

I'm considering it, $50 for a month's supply isn't out of my budget, although at this point I ought to save that money for surgery.

May 7
Against my better judgment, and financial sensibility, and bought a month's supply of Titrazine today. I started it tonight under the directions, one before each meal. It said I should see results in 3 weeks, but I'm not to optimistic. If I don't see anything in three weeks time, i'll start saving for surgery.

May 14

JACKPOT! The Titrazine actually works. My boobs have grown some, and my bra leaves a red line where my boobs bulge out of it. For the first time in a while, I'm going to have to by some new bras!

May 15

Well, I now need an D cup! This morning, I could barley fasten the straps of my old B's, and by afternoon, my boobs itched from being pressed into the fabric of my bra. I bought 4 bras, two in D, and one each in DD and E on the way home. John's noticed and is delightfully confused; he's concerned, but likes what he sees.

May 22
The Titrazine's working fast! I've already outgrown the D cups, and the E's are already digging in. I'd better find some E's tomorrow!

John must have also found the Titrazine, there were 3 new bottles of it in my purse this morning along side the partial that was in there. Very sweet of him, but I dont think I'll need all of it, a month's worth is going to be plenty!

May 26

A happy anniversary indeed! Titrazine works wonders. I've just grown out of J's and into Ls, but my shoulders are killing me where my bra rests on them. I'm bigger than anyone in the neighborhood now. John couldn't be happier, and said that he'd love me at whatever size I am, so I think this is the best time to stop, while my breasts are still manageable. My back is starting to hurt from all this weight on my chest. Hopefully that will subside as I get used to the weight

June 6

There must be a residual effect to that Titrazine, I've grown another five cup sizes since I stopped taking the stuff, and the pain in my back has only gotten worse. I'm starting to notice a new center of balance with the new weight on my chest, I cant stand or walk more than an hour without my boobs resting on something. Im going to have to see my doctor about this, though I'm afraid of what she'll say.

June 10

My R cups are starting to dig into by boobs, and I almost cant stand for more that 3 minutes without my back spasming. The pain is constant and almost unbearable, and I've taken to almost overdosing on Ibuprofen to keep it manageable. Also can no longer sleep flat on my back, all of the weight on my chest makes it hard to breath, so I now have to sit up on pillows and sleep. I have an appointment with Dr. Anders in 5 days, hopefully she'll have a fix for me.

June 15

Well, that was enlightening, and disturbing. According to Dr. Anders, all of the products I took before Titrazine were stored in my breasts rather than used. The Titrazine, in addition to working its own magic, acted like a catalyst for all of the of the breast enlargement pills I took before. Now all of them are being activated! She said that the Titrazine alone would have brought me to this size in the span of a year of normal dosage.

She took some tissue samples from my breasts in order to tell how much and of what I still have in my breasts, and the results should be back in 10 days. Then she'll have some idea of how big I'll get and how fast.

She also said that I'm not the only case like this, 3 of her other patients are experiencing similar symptoms with similar histories of breast enlargement treatment abuse, although none them is as severe as me. Because of this, she's lobbying to have Titrazine taken off the market.

She did give me medicines for the pain and the muscle spasms(which bring me to tears every time I stand up, which cant be for more than 5 minutes), as well as a mild steroid to help me develop the strength to carry these breasts, though she warned that the steroid might have an interaction with these drugs too.

Speaking of my breasts, they are now Y cups and hang to bottom of my sternum. They're almost wider than my arms. I have to let my breasts hang between my body and the table just to write this. I feel like my boobs would fall off my chest if I didn't have a bra on.

Hopefully the new drugs will help with mobility. In the mean time, She recommended me to custom cloths maker who can make me a bra to better support my growing problem. I'm to meet back with Dr Anders on the 25th

June 17

Gillian's Alterations on Yew St. is a godsend. Gillian told me that the reason for some of my pain was that I was wearing the wrong sizes all along. Instead of a 34 Y, I'm a 32 ZZ! She also fitted me with a bra with wider shoulder straps with gel cushions to spread the weight of these things on a wider surface. I'm to meet back with her in a week.

John also bought me an adjustable bed, which makes sleeping easier sice the wieght of my breasts isnt on top of my chest so much.

June 25
I had my follow up with Dr. Anders today, and the test results are in. As of the 10th, the only drugs I had a traces of in my breasts were Luxopan, Blusom, Titrazine, and Volumex, the last ones I tried. The Volumex, ominously, doesn't interact with the Titrazine, and may be catylized by bovine growth hormone, especially with the initial steroid she gave me. She predicts that, if the Volumex isn't catalyzed, the growth rate should level off and stop at a maximum of 32 ZZZ by October. If it IS, she doesnt know how big I'll get.

She's given me a different steroid, and taken more tissue samples to see if there is any change in the levels of drugs. We discuss results on the 5th of next month

The pain and the ant-spasm meds are working great, though. The steroid is working too, plus the exercises Gillian recommended. Im up to 20 minutes before my back says no more being upright.

Cup sizes are becoming irrelevant now, my breasts are somewhere in between the bottom of my sternum and the bottom of my ribcage at the bottom of them and very round. I'm barely able to hug them. They're about 2 gallons in size each. (7.5 litres)

July 5
True to form, by breasts are leveling off in their growth. 11 days and the only growth has been to fill out those ZZ cups. The tissue tests say that, as of last sample, I have no more Blusom in my system, so it's just the Titrazine, Luxopan and the ticking time bomb of Volumex. Another sample was taken with results to be expected on the 15th.

July 12
Bra getting a little tight, but not so much that I'll need a new one anytime soon. I'm now having Gillian make other cloths besides the bras and the one color of shirt that I've been wearing lately, now that I'm not at risk of growing out of cloths within days.

July 15
Titrazine still in the system as of the tests on the 5th, no noticeable growth. My walking and standing endurance is up to an hour before my back starts to hurt. If my endurance keeps getting better, I might show off at the local strip club, or maybe post videos online for purchase, I need the money to pay for all these medical bills.

Two months later

September 23
The ticking time bomb might go off now. Out of the soy mild I'd been using since learning of the Volumex potential, I took a chance and used cows milk this morning with breakfast. I just learned that the dairy's latest batch of milk contained excessive traces of bovine growth hormones. According to the codes posted on the news, I used an affected jug this morning. Without the Volumex metabolizing, I looked to be on track to only end up with 32 LLL breasts about 3 gallons (11 liters) big and to the bottom of my rib cage at their lowest extent, now all bets are off!

I've scheduled an appointment with Dr. Anders tomorrow to see where we go from here.

Much trepidation today, much trepidation.

September 24
Grim news from Dr. Anders: a remote chance of immobility with breasts the size of cars. This after all the drugs and rehabilitation work to get me to where I can be standing and walking like I used to be.

Damn it I shot myself in the foot with this trying all of the breast enhancers in the world!

John took me in today and sat in on my appointment. We talked about this possible upcoming immobility when we got home. He's going to have the most important doors in the house widened to 4 ft while he has a one-room dwelling built in the back that can hold me if I get too big for those them.

God I hope I don't get that big.

September 30
Cup sizes are quickly becoming irrelevant, my breast are now to the point where it's hard to fit through the existing 3ft doors, and I'm going through them one breast at a time! Their bottom extent laps onto my belly button and droops futher down to and inch below my waist at the lowest. They stick out a little over 3 ft in front of me. Working with anything in front of them is almost impossible, and soon will be. Driving is now impossible, John had to buy a cargo van to move me from home to where I need to go. The door widening will be complete on the 15th, and the new dwelling is slated to be complete by November 3rd.

Gillian is also having trouble making bras that fit. She's resorted to using spandex, which will stretch a few cup sizes.

October 15
The doors are widened, though I'm already filling up most of the new doorways one breast at a time, Construction of the "Breast Hut", as we're calling it, is underway in the back yard. The bottom curves of my breasts are almost level with the middle of my thighs and it's hard to walk forward without my thighs bumping into them as they bob down. I'm having to shuffle along slowly with small steps so I don't loose my balance.

When I lie sitting up in bed, the only way I can sleep and still breath, my breasts fill my lap, just going over my knees while coming up to the base of my neck. My arms are either pinned by my breasts or laying uncomfortably on top of them. Getting in and out of bed is getting to be an interesting exercise, and has brought in my sister, Angie. My breasts are always in a bra, and when in bed, they are on top of a sheet. I can't move my breasts myself anymore once they are on top of me in bed, so when I need to get into bed, John and Angie put the sheet under them and slide them into place with the sheet as I get the rest of my body situated. A similar ritual is exercised when I need to get out.

My appointments today with Dr Anders and Gillian went interestingly. Dr Anders had to examine me in my van, since I cant fit into her office, and Gillian had to perform my fitting outside, behind her shop. Gillian said that she never in her 40 years of experience as a seamstress had she had to make bras this big. The biggest client she ever had before me was 20 years ago. The last bra she sold her was the same size that she gave me this July. I'm scheduling appointments with both Dr. Anders and Gillian every 10 or so days.

October 25
My breasts are now to my knees and they now touch my thighs when I'm standing. My shuffle steps are getting shorter. My nipples now touch the door-jams and the new house is not finished yet. When I lie down, my breasts flow halfway down my shins.

I can no longer get into the van, and Gillian now has to make house calls. The bra support combined with the steroid's strengthening effects are struggling to maintain my waining mobility, after 20 minutes of standing or shuffling, my back and legs cant take it.

November 8
The Breast Hut is finished, thank goodness! It was a tight squeeze and a major undertaking to get me out the back door of the old house.

To get the back-doorway ready for me and comfortable to get out of, a big sheet of plywood had to be placed at an angle from the corner of the cabinets in the kitchen to just outside the door jamb at the door hinge. The fridge also had to be moved from the other side of the door way another sheet of plywood placed from door jamb to the cabinets on that side. This would help funnel my breasts out without too much discomfort.

Then came the hard part; I had to rotate my boobs through the opening one at a time. I had to squeeze one boob out the door, nipple first while squishing the other into one of the sheets of plywood, John and Angie doing their best to oil it and help massage it through with. Once the first was out, I had to rotate my body through the door-way.

Then came the second step, John had to come outside the house while Angie stayed in. I had to pull my other boob through the door, as Angie continued to massage it through. When it finally came through, John had to catch me. I was so tired and in so much pain that I had to sit down for 3 hours to recover and drink a gallon of water before making the 50 ft trek to the Breast Hut. Any more behind schedule and we'd have had to break a wall to get me out. Thank goodness we decided on an 8 foot doorway for the hut

My breasts now touch my knees when standing, and engulf my feet while sitting on my bed. They almost touch the floor when Im sitting on the couch. I think I have 80 gallons (302 liters) of breast flesh hanging on me.

Walking forward would entail my legs being able to lift the massive breasts that lay on top of each one. As strong as the steroid has made me, I cant do that, so I either have to walk sideways or carefully backward, and try not to let the breast laying on top of my leg swing back too far and topple me over. John and Angie have to make sure I don't fall down or I risk being suffocated, since I cant get up on my own and the hundreds of pounds of boob flesh on top of me wouldn't let me breath if I was flat on my back. This is very exhausting.

November 20

Dr Anders made a house call today, and was taken aback at how much my breasts grew. They now touch halfway down my shins and touch the floor when I stand, and I've been dragging them about the house on a sheet, braless, for the past 5 days, and only when absolutely necessary, like restroom visits. I'd have been stuck like this had it not been for Gillian coming at the same time with wondrous bra, made using a template sketch she found on a website called Bras By Design.

(Template referred to is "Huge Bra Concept No.1")

Getting into it was a wrestling match, we had to drag my breasts over the fabric part of the bra, which was anchored to the floor temporarily, then remove the sheet from under them. After 20 minutes of wrestling the behemoths into the fabric comfortably, we fastened the straps and put the cord between the cups onto the rolling crane.

The only thing I can sit on, and not have breast be all that I can see, are the 5 foot tall barstool chairs bolted to the floor.

According to the latest tests 5 days ago, the Volumex is down to 30% of the levels we started at. More samples were taken today.

December 1
I'm quickly going to need a motorized, flatbed cart to carry these massive breasts. The bra design is maxed out on how much it can hold above the ground. The crane's hook, which was initially at the position of my belly button, is now at eye level and the arm is smothered by my breasts. My breasts, meanwhile are an inch from scraping the ground

December 7
Flynn's Metal Works just delivered the cart I need and not a moment too soon, I was grounded, as in cannot move my breasts at all, yesterday. The bed is 14 ft (about 4 m) square with 2 ft sideboards on the edges and I'm filling half of it. It skid steers, to make maneuvering it easier, since the hut is not very big

December 14
The cart is reaching capacity, my boobs are a foot away from the sideboards on all sides. And the motor is straining to move it with all of this weight on top of it. Even in my tall chairs, where I have to climb up a foot to sit on them, there is still 3 ft of boob above my eye level.

In the last tests, the Volumex level is down to 10%, and I should run out of the stuff in a couple weeks. Im sure to overflow the cart at this rate, so I'm having Flynn enlarge the platform, add bigger sideboards, and install stronger motors in it.

December 28
Two weeks have passed and they seem to have stoped growing a week ago. Sure enough, 4 feet of additional cart length and width were needed to contain all of this growth.

Now that the growth has stopped, I have to decide whether to get them reduced or leave them alone. Being able to go out into the world again would be nice, but being waited on hand and foot in this condition has it's perks, I don't have to lift a finger. Surgical methods of reduction would be risky, possibly life threatening, and the non-surgical ones have a chance of backfiring, causing even more growth. Me and John will have to much to contemplate, though, since it will take a while to pay the off the loan for the Hut and other expenses, let alone medical bills associated with reduction methods. In the mean time, John is seems to be enjoying my boobs, so we'll see.