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Incoming: insanely-hyper BE and equivalently-massive boobs. Please proceed with caution.
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Business seems pretty slow today…

Sarah sighed from her lax position of her head against the store counter as she stared out to the deserted aisles of her shop. The peach-coloured floor tiles and white walls has become an all-too familiar sight to her for it to become hardly interesting to gaze at, and neither were the rows upon rows of colourful sets of lingerie lined up neatly along the walkways bright enough to remotely get her attention.

Sure, her undergarment shop was certainly not lacking in customers overall considering her steady profits over the past few months, but Sarah wished that they would come a tad more consistently that would keep her more occupied rather than the intermittent waves and influxes that they’d usually come in.

Opening a year ago, The Perfect Fit had established itself among the young locals, as well as a few towns outside the city borders, as the go-to choice for customized undergarments. Boasting an extensive selection of boutique brands and non-standard sizes, it also offered a special customisation service that enable customers to build their own lingerie to any spec from a spectrum of curated suppliers and ateliers, hand-picked and spear-headed by Sarah herself.

Maybe I should start catering to the elderly… This thought left a nasty aftertaste in Sarah's head at the potential of damaging her shop's image that she had developed for so long. Considering her current clientele and product selection, undergarments for the elderly would be less than glamorous. In spite of the current lack of people walking through her storefront (or the mall for that matter), Sarah was confident that the occasional wandering patron would waltz in through the entrance at any given moment to break her stagnation.

As if it was by premonition, she witnessed a tall woman stride past the storefront and made a quick sidestep to face the shop. Sure enough, this person began quick-pacing towards her and stepped into the aisle.

This particular potential customer was certainly a stunner to look at, seeing her glistening golden hair flowing gracefully behind her head as she walked with poise. The woman's green eyes rivaled the beauty of emeralds and was only complemented further by her perfectly chiseled nose and plump, bouncy lips, her alluring looks only hindered slightly by the beach strawhat adorned on her head. Her figure wasn't anything to gloss over either given the perfect golden ratio that her body proportions represented, from the perky round cantaloupe-sized breasts, artisanally-sculptured waist, equally distributed hips and ideally toned buttocks to her shapely thighs that were all wrapped snugly in silky white linen of her waving dress. Her smooth unblemished skin seemed to blend seamlessly with the colour of her clothes, emphasizing its pearly appearance.

Sarah had seen and measured many women of various shapes and sizes over the course of her store's operations, but this one's figure was the most ideal by far.

"I've heard the word around here that this store does entirely-customized undergarments from scratch?", the woman opened her mouth to speak before Sarah could approach and greet her properly.

"Yes, ma'am. Our shop boasts a selection of artisan seamstresses that would cater to your needs."

"And that include sizes?", she asked again with additional emphasis.

"Certainly. I can assure you that non-standard sizes will not be an issue here at The Perfect Fit, ma'am."

"Don't need to be so uptight, darling! You can call me Vanessa.", the gorgeous blonde chuckled at Sarah's formality.

...darling?

"It looks like you have quite a wide selection here. Would going custom adversely impact my available choices?", Vanessa glanced around the store.

"Not to be a concern, m-Vanessa. Our curators have a wide selection of materials and designs that are arguably more diverse than what you see around here."

"That's good to hear."

Before Sarah could ask the next question about her customer, Vanessa was already strolling past her and heading towards the dressing room, taking off her strawhat as she went. It was apparent that she was not keen on considering the off-the-shelf options and dead-set on going custom, which was odd to Sarah since her size was hardly needy of a non-standard piece: an F-cup at best. Maybe she was just really rich?

Oh well, the customer's always right, I suppose.

--*--

"Sarah, darling! No need to feel shy about this, we're both women after all!", Vanessa's voice resounded from behind the white curtain of the dressing room.

"I'll be right there!", Sarah shouted back, fumbling with her equipment necessary for the custom configuration. With a measuring tape and tablet in hand, she hastily pushed the curtain aside with no intentions to keep her customer waiting any further, only to stop in her tracks momentarily as she witnessed the scene behind the white drapes: the unhindered exposed pearly smooth skin of a half-naked Vanessa's that served as a perfect backdrop for her sparkling golden hair, briefly interrupted in continuity by her black lace bra. Up close, Sarah could see the finer features on her face that only exemplified her beauty more, such as the ideally-proportioned contours of her eyebrows and the curves around the corners of her lips. Faint spots of freckles were few but strategically placed on her cheeks like rhinestones on a jeweled canvas that was her silky skin. It was such an alluring sight that Sarah couldn't help but take a moment to have a good look, gulping anxiously.

"You look like you've never seen a naked woman before. Your first day on the job here?", Vanessa's joking snapped Sarah back to reality.

"Uh, pardon me! Sorry to keep you waiting, Vanessa.", Sarah attempted to maintain her professionalism.

"Nothing to worry, darling. I look forward to your services."

Stepping in deeper into the dressing room, the cubicle was a small enclosed space of barely a four square-metres of floorspace, flanked by a full body mirror facing the curtains' direction. Sarah could smell the gentle waft of chamomile off the nape of Vanessa's neck by how close she had to stand near her. The mirror in front of her have her a good view of the 'goods' that her prospective customer presented: a generous pair of perky breasts with a slight sag to indicate its all-natural status, squeezed together into a captivating cleavage by her lace-patterned bra.

"Are you ready for the measuring step?", Sarah prepared her tape as she asked.

"Hmm, just a moment, darling. I need some time to get back up to size first.", Vanessa replied.

Back up to size? What did she mean by that?

Her answer came a split second after.

*Ping!
BWOMP!*

The clasp on Vanessa's bra flew right past Sarah's ear like a speeding bullet, nearly tearing through the curtain behind her. The bra itself had no opportunity to fall off Vanessa's chest as it practically exploded into shreds, her breasts doing likewise to surge up to triple its size in an instant, and then doubling again and again as the 1st second ticked down. The sides of the cubicle creaked loudly to the new mass of boobage that pressed tightly against it, smushing the pair of breasts that were now the size of beach balls apiece like a mass of pale jelly in a far-too-small container.

"Good thing that bra was disposable…", Vanessa mumbled to herself casually. Sarah, however, had her mouth hung open for a good 5 seconds.

What the heck just happened?!

In literally just a single second, her job had just become substantially more challenging considering that her blonde customer's tits had just expanded from F-cups to potentially Z-cups! It definitely wasn't an optical trick given that the cubicle was straining to contain Vanessa's new assets, and Sarah began to contemplate on whether her suppliers could even make bras that big.

"Um, may I take the measurement now?", Sarah timidly asked.

*KKKRRRRRR-BOOOOOM!!!!*
Her reply came as a monumental rapid expansion of Vanessa's chest, rising like twin loaves of bread in a timelapse to high above her (and Sarah's) body height and shattering the mirror in front of them into shards. The rest of the cubicle followed soon afterwards along with the concrete wall that separated the store and the shop adjacent to it, crumbling the wall down into debris while its voluminous mass surged sideways to demolish the rest of the dressing room cubicles. Sweet Beginnings, the ice-cream shop opposite Sarah's lingerie shop, saw their westward wall tumble down to be greeted with twin flesh-coloured wrecking balls, each tit able to outsize a truck.

What the fuck.

"Sorry about the wall, darling. It's been a while since I've allowed myself to decompress. You can include the shop repairs in my invoice.", Vanessa reassured the stupefied Sarah.

Sarah was still trying to comprehend the fact that she's standing before a gorgeous blonde with boobs that could crush cars, so massive that each breast could occupy half of her entire store. Cup sizes be damned, this woman's tits could have its own zip code!

"I don't think I can measure this…"

"Oh, not to worry. I'm only allowing them to reach an average size, so it shouldn't be too large.", Vanessa patted her towering boobage in front of her.

She must be demented to think that this isn't 'too large', Sarah glanced at her ruined wall in thought. Looking at her breasts' current size compared to what they were just seconds ago, Sarah could only imagine what supernatural forces are required to even compact these chest zeppelins.

"So, are you done now?"

"Nngh, hardly. I hope you will excuse me for a little longer and allow me to decompress a bit more.", Vanessa admitted.

"...sure."

Sarah was honestly feeling incredibly conflicted at this stage. As much as she wanted to stop this lady from growing her boobs any further, her curiosity was also very aroused and the fascination of her sheer breast size. Besides, kicking her out of the store was practically impossible since Vanessa's boobs possibly weighed hundreds of kilograms each. As Sarah thought about this, another question of lingering dread echoed.

What did she mean by 'average'?

*BBRRRRROOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!!*
The answer to Sarah's wonder began with a symphony of destruction that cracked through the air, the sound of breaking glass, concrete and metal echoing across the city. Bystanders and vehicles along the streets dropped their daily activities to observe the mall that resided The Perfect Fit explode into a shower of rubble, unveiling in its place two heaving wobbling flesh-coloured globes that are Vanessa's breasts, steamrolling over the parked cars in its way as it swelled forth. Panic spread like wildfire over the emergence of the twin globular masses that appeared out of nowhere and was now engulfing entire streets and houses into its pillowy depths, its width and height spanning by the kilometres and gaining fast. No time was spared for the authorities to even mount a response to prevent Vanessa's boobs from swallowing up whole neighborhood in a matter of seconds, with hundreds of homes, several streets and everything within its border replaced with literal tonnes of tit.

Sarah attempted to picked herself up, knocked back by the shockwave of Vanessa's explosive growth, before stumbling to the ground again by the resurgence of her growing boobs, quaking the ground beneath with terrifying force. All Vanessa did was sigh nonchalantly as her neighbourhood-crushing breasts accelerated in growth exponentially and took over the rest of Froving in a blink of an eye, eradicating every skyscraper and structure in its borders. The city of Froving was soon all but boob in the short span of time that her breasts were allowed to grow which only lasted 3 seconds, jiggling gently in place as it loomed higher than the mountains.

"I've forgotten how buildings felt under my breasts. Really should have applied some cream beforehand lest they chafe my skin…", Vanessa wondered aloud.

Meanwhile, her shop-owner companion was still recovering from the previous shock only to be stunned again by her city-wide assets. No words could leave her mouth to describe the feelings of observing her home being utterly wiped out in such a short period of time, let alone to be done so effortlessly by her own customer.

"My, sorry about that. Not too big of a deal, though. Restoring a city is hardly a problem." Vanessa flipped her hair as she consoled her seller. Sarah wasn't exactly paying attention; her mind was still racing on how she could be so casual about all of this.

Sarah was about to ask again about her being done with her decompression when the ground she was standing on started trembling with more intensity, causing her to instinctively get onto all fours to stabilize herself for what was going to happen next. Like clockwork, Vanessa’s breasts swelled in size again but much more aggressively than before, almost instantly striking cities hundreds of kilometres away in a single surge. Mountain ranges looked like little insect bites compared to the domineering girth of her milky globes, rolling over and flattening them without their owner even realising it, and likewise could be said for everything else that happened to be in its way from whole cities to thousands of hectares of forests and national parks. The entire United States watched in awe and fear at the 2 pale globular orbs that rapidly conquered and rested over the whole state that Sarah lived in, its tender pink protrusions that were Vanessa’s nipples positioned high into the stratosphere.

Similar to the poor city of Froving, the surrounding states were given no prior warning sign before Vanessa’s state-sized mammaries asserted their dominance over them as well, engulfing 5 states that flanked Sarah’s home state in less than half the time it did the first. With her boobs picking up the pace in growth once more the doom of the remaining states in the USA was immediate and utterly cataclysmic, with millions of cities and national monuments disappearing into her fleshy mountains per second. A little gasp escaping from Vanessa’s lips was the only sound that she made a good 5 seconds after her breast expansion recommenced, which made Sarah wonder if she had struck something that obstructed her growth. Her thought could never be more wrong, for her yelp was a response to the sudden cold sensation against her impossibly-sized tits as they made contact with the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans simultaneously, covering the entirety of the United State under her mighty bosom.

“I forgot how sensitive they can be, despite their size…”, Vanessa muttered under her breath.

For a brief 2 seconds, a calm swept across the continent of the Americas as her USA-sized breasts ceased their expansion in response to her chilly recoil. Several countries within the continental borders as well as beyond the Oceans began to gather their resources to fathom what had just occurred to their neighbouring country that was the United States, gathering and tabulating the earthquake measurements and satellite images for investigation. A relatively small-sized storeowner with a measuring tape in hand was also doing some gathering of her own, holding on to whatever sanity that was left to not bolt away from her titular blonde client as she remained in close proximity.

“...so big…”

“Do you really think so? These are hardly mosquito bites compared to the last time I decompressed. I’ll take that as a compliment however, darling!”, Vanessa heard Sarah’s stunned murmur and responded indifferently.

...mosquito bites?

“Speaking of which, I really ought to pick things up a bit if I wanna let you take the measurement! Sorry if I’ve been making you wait longer than you’re comfortable with.”

I don’t think measurement is even possible anymore, was what Sarah wanted to tell her.

“Oh! Could you be a dear and take a seat on the ground there? It might be best that you brace yourself for this.”

Sarah really didn’t like the sound of that, but since Vanessa was being considerate to her, it would seem rude to decline and followed otherwise. Taking a seat on the splintered ground caused by her earlier growth-induced earthquakes, She planted her hands firmly on the ground in anticipation for the upcoming chaos, her patron nodding in approval as she watched her complete the movement.

“I should be reaching my average size soon, so this shouldn’t take long...”, the hyper blonde assured.

The moment she finished her sentence, the powerful gust of wind blasted across Sarah face, her eardrums nearly blown out by the cacophony of rumbling earth. With the ‘preparations’ complete, Vanessa could finally allow her decompression to occur at a slightly faster rate, with hopes to get to the measurement phase of her lingerie customisation sooner. Planet Earth shook and crumbled under the prodigious weight of the blimping breasts that began swallowing entire nations and oceans whole by the second, its height peaking over the Earth’s atmospheric limit and reaching into Space. The Northern Hemisphere was nothing but underboob after 5 seconds as each breast achieved planetary status by reaching the size of the blue planet, crushing the real Earth below between its bottom cleavage. A second after, the Moon was knocked off its orbit and split into fragments by the knockback of Vanessa’s chest against the floating rock after another exponential surge.

It wasn’t long before Saturn, Jupiter and the Sun were all promptly outsized by Vanessa’s burgeoning boobs, as they surged and swelled repeatedly and tripled in size every time. Pushed around like insignificant marbles, the planets that made up the Solar System were all either pulverised into cosmic rubble or shoved further into the void to make room for Vanessa’s astronomical breasts, snuffing out the Sun without even leaving a single silver of sensation against her smooth pale skin. Spanning from end to end, Vanessa's boobs had done the unimaginable and occupied the Solar System's domain in less than 10 seconds, their total width spanning across billions of kilometres.

"If only they made planet-sized heat packs…", Sarah heard Vanessa comment to the cold expanses of the cosmos surrounding her encompassing tits, watching her body do a light shiver.

The serenity of the galaxies drifting in the void was rudely disrupted by the abrupt annihilation of the Milky Way that happened in seemingly in an instant, turning all of the celestial bodies' attention to the arrival of the twin flesh-coloured globes that now stood in its place and encircled by the remains of the galaxy. Another split second was all that was needed for Andromeda and hundreds of its neighbouring galactic cousins to be immediately outsized and outmatched a trillion factors to one, extinguished into space dust faster than the eye could see by Vanessa's breasts' growth rate. And her boobs only continued to get bigger and bigger with no backing down, accelerating their already-inconceivable pace to more mind-boggling speeds. Galaxies soon became infinitesimally insignificant in comparison and were being wiped out by the billions, with galactic superclusters following suit shortly against Vanessa's milk-filled titans. Space-time shuddered and trembled fearfully to the insurmountable power that her breasts radiated as they filled up Space inexorably.

Down at the source of it all, the splintered orb that was Earth was beyond microscopic compared to the endless horizon of breastflesh that stretched into the infinite distances, let alone compared to the two sole survivors on said-planet who were still unscathed, including Sarah’s shop. Vanessa adjusted her panties in boredom as she waited for her chest to finish growing to her target size while Sarah was still shaken by how she was even alive in the first place before thinking about how her client was behaving so nonchalant about destroying countless galaxies with her tits.

"V-Vanessa…"

"Oh, pardon! You alright back there, darling? I wouldn't want my seamstress to be hurt in all of this!", the hyper-breasted blonde peered back from her endless cleavage and spoke cheerfully.

Sarah nodded nervously.

"Just a moment, please! If I'm not mistaken, my girls would be reaching their average size very soon…"

As Vanessa trailed off, Sarah felt another tremor that shook her to the bone, except that this particular one was weirdly different. It felt as if every molecule in her body was trembling along with the quaking ground, rippling her skin to the point of appearing distorted. Similarly, her vision of the pale-skinned boobwall in front of her was warping as well, like the air itself was being shaken.

"Ah, there it is. Finally!"

Wait, what exactly is there?

The distortion of the atmosphere around Sarah and Vanessa stopped alongside a deafening boom that sounded strangely like a bursting of a giant balloon, and Vanessa heaved a sigh of relief as it did. To make the bizarre situation even more dire, Sarah was mortified to see that giant cracks and tears were forming all around them in the air.

The fuck?!

It wasn't just limited to their little space; cracks of the same nature were propagating all over the cosmos, ranging from millions of kilometres to light years long. This otherworldly phenomenon, the warping air and the explosion earlier connected the dots in Sarah’s head for her to realise only one impossible occurrence: Vanessa had just outgrown the Universe.

“You can start measuring now, darling. Oh, and I do like lace patterns!”, the blonde sighed happily and patted her universe-sized tits. Her breasts settled onto the remains of the Universe’s broken barrier like marshmallows enveloping a ball, squishing around the spherical plane.

Sarah glanced down onto the measuring tape that was still in her right hand. Limited to a maximum of 2 metres, there’s no way she’s going to perform a complete measurement.

Or ANY tape, for that matter.

Seeing the need to explain the situation to her patron, Sarah pulled herself up from the non-quaking ground and cautiously approached Vanessa lest she crushes her with breasts by accident.

“Um, pardon me, Vanessa…”

“Yes, my darlING~!”, Vanessa was going to reply before her voice crescendoed into a high-pitched gasp. Sarah instantly stepped back when she saw her chest rumbling again, despite her earlier mention that she was done growing.

Oh shit.

The lifespan of the millions of universes that resided alongside their home Universe was drastically brought down to zero by the resurgence of Vanessa’s bountiful breasts that happened faster than an instant, smiting them into nothing. And as if it was barely the tip of the iceberg, her twin globes outdid themselves passionately by eclipsing their previous growth rate and size by several googolplexes, eradicating the Multiverse they were in within an imperceptible timeframe. Spurring again and again Vanessa’s breasts did, overflowing limits of existences at such overwhelming speed that Space and Time could not catch up. Every Gigaverse, Terraverse, Xenoverse...all the way up to Omniverses simply disappeared out of sight into the blossoming depths of her all-consuming boobs.

“Dammit, they’ve been growing again…”, was all Sarah could hear from Vanessa’s lips.

Like history repeating itself, Reality broke asunder under the swelling girth of her tits like she did her original bra back then, sending a colossal shockwave throughout the Prime that tore surrounding realities into shreds before her breasts occupied their existential space soon after. Each nipple alone dwarfed quintillions of realities by millions of exponential factors to one, a statement that could only testify for the grand scale of the rest of the breast for a mere yoctosecond before multiplying in girth again. Ravenous for size, Vanessa’s chest just kept on accelerating in growth rate tenaciously by the infinites, with every instance of its momentarily previous size immediately rendered irrelevant in comparison by its next surge. The inexhaustible level of limits of the Primes, like the universes before them, were being outpaced exorbitantly by the endless expansion of her insurmountable breasts, obliterating Primes, Extra-Primes, Giga-Primes relentlessly.

“When was the last time I checked my size, a couple of weeks ago? I guess I’ve forgotten how fast my growth was...”, Vanessa pondered curiously on her predicament. In the brief time that she was deep in thought, it was more than sufficient for her rampaging mammaries to swiftly exceed the unfathomably infinite number of limit tiers the Primes possessed and begin its conquest of the next level of existence, the Continuum Planes, with its blimping milky mass.

In the midst of all this existential chaos, Sarah remained still before her expanding customer. As a mere mortal, the concepts of size attained by Vanessa’s breasts was beyond her ability to comprehend and let alone to measure. Directly involved in this inexplicable scenario before her and yet powerless to stop it, she merely took another step back and simply watched in a dazed stupor.

“Sorry, darling. Looks like it’ll be a little while before I reach my average size. Do standby that tape of yours in the meantime, hmm?”, Vanessa peered back and heartened the store-owner with a casual smile while her expanding breasts dominated several googolplexes of Extra-Continuums in less than a second, inducing the remains of The Prefect Fit into a never-ending, reality-bending earthquake. Again and again did Vanessa’s enormous breasts break the limits of the existences with unceasing zeal no matter how inconceivably big they were, resuming to redefine and surpass infinities outrageously to no end until their master is satisfied with their ‘average size’.

And all Sarah could do in response was nod.