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“Make tonight really special and great and memorable, okay?” The girl wished to anything that was listening… the only thing that was was a trickster spirit. They would make it memorable, alright, but maybe not in the way she meant.

Constance smiled nervously as she opened the door. She was going on her first date- at nineteen, this made her incredibly shy. Most people she knew of had at least one steady relationship at this point in life, and she was just going on her first date ever. She wore a simple black dress and flats, already a step out of her comfort zone. Constance lacked a bra- not that she had anything for a bra to hold anyway.

When she opened the door and saw her date, a robust young man named Neil, her stomach filled with butterflies. Her and Neil had been friends since elementary school, and she’d harbored feelings for him for years. The mix of stomach flutters and excitement from finally going on her first date made her oblivious to the changes her body was going through. She didn’t know it, but the charm placed on her would make her breasts grow and fill with milk whenever she would have blushed. The first instance occurred when she opened the door, her small breasts pushing gently into her dress. Ghee second happened shortly after when Neil took her hand in his. The excitement blinded her to the fact that there were now two orange-sized breasts bouncing inside her dress.

The pair walked to their destination: an upscale restaurant not too far from Constance’s home. Neil had reservations for tonight and they were seated quickly. He smiled at her after they sat, and she awkwardly smiled back and glanced towards the table, flustered. The front of her dress bulged as she began to grow again from her embarrassment. Constance hid behind her menu, trying to come up with a way to recover. She stayed this way for a few minutes, her chest steadily pushing against her dress as she became bustier. Are my… boobs… growing? she thought as she looked down at herself, still hidden from Neil. No, I can’t be, it’s just my imagination…

She took a moment to collect herself and placed the menu back on the table, gently. She smiled at her date. “Everything alright?” He asked.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m okay, just, uh, wondering what I should get.” The growth resumed, not as pronounced this time. Constance’s breasts now rivaled grapefruits. She picked up the menu and hid her transforming body. My boobs are totally growing, right now… this is so embarrassing… what if he notices? They pushed out a little more against her dress, a new pressure forming not from her dress, but from inside her swelling tits. Should I try to leave the date? I don’t know how much more my dress can take… maybe I should just go to the bathroom to see what’s going on? I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know…

Constance’s panicked internal monologue was interrupted by the waiter asking for her order. She blathered out a random item without really thinking, preoccupied with thoughts of trying to find out why her breasts had grown from nothing to dress-stretching sizes in an hour. “Excuse me, Neil,” she said, standing. I’m going to the lady’s room.“ Neil’s eyes widened as he noticed the changes to Constance’s figure. Constance hurriedly jogged to the bathroom and was relieved to find they were single occupant rooms.

"Oh my god!” Constance turned and saw herself in the mirror. There were slight tears forming in her dress around her chest. “These are way bigger than I thought they were…” she whispered. Luckily, she still had enough mobility to reach and unzip her dress in the back. Constance shimmied the top part of her dress down, exposing her huge breasts to the mirror. “Oh my god…” she repeated. The breasts Constance now possessed were larger than any she had ever seen, nearly the size of her head. Her nipples, once tiny, now rose from areolas three inches wide. The nubs were like fingertips now, stiff in the cold air.

"Well I did always want bigger boobs… this might be a little overkill though…” she mumbled to herself, now fondling herself. “Man, these are heavy… I wonder…” Constance lightly pinched her nipples and gasped sharply. “That’s a nice bonus… now why do I have huge tits?” A sudden wave of anxiety hit her. What if he sees me like this? What will he think? Embarrassed, Constance noticed as her already huge boobs grew a little larger. Bigger!? What if I don’t fit back into my dress? Her boobs grew a little more as she felt nervous, steadily surpassing head sized. She panicked, now trying to awkwardly fit her huge and growing tits back into a dress designed for a much more svelte figure.

Constance got her breasts corralled and zipped the back of her dress as much as she could. “I think I’m growing from embarrassment… I just have to stay calm and everything will be fine…” She took a deep breath. “My tits are so… full. Okay. Just gonna ask Neil to take me home, and hopefully I won’t grow anymore. You can do this, Constance.” Bravely, she sauntered out of the bathroom, ignoring the leers of people in the restaurant. She reached their table and stood before Neil.

Constance used her best puppy dog eyes. “Neil, I’m not feeling well, could you take me home?” His eyes were locked onto two darker, damp marks in the front of her dress.

"I, uhhh, yeah, sure, let’s go,” he stammered. Neil dropped enough money on the table to cover the food that hadn’t arrived yet. Walking out, Neil whispered in Constance’s ear. “What’s going on? Are you okay?”

She made herself smile at him. “I’m okay, I just have to stay calm until I get home.” The journey home was uneventful for much of it; Constance easily controlled herself. Half a block from her front door, a lecherous man whistled at her suggestively. Constance could feel the embarrassment and the anger welling inside her, much as her breasts were growing again inside her dress. She started moving towards her house as fast as her dress and breasts would allow, feeling the pressure build both inside and out. The tears in her dress grew as she did, the milk stains in her dress getting more prominent as she produced more and more. Neil hurried after her. Constance’s tits were tearing her dress to pieces, the stitches becoming undone underneath her arms, exposing the sides of her tits.

Constance was almost fully exposed when she got through her door, awkwardly trying to hold the front of her dress over her billowing chest. She sat on the steps to catch her breath. Shortly after she sat down, Neil popped through the door. He found a half nude, crying Constance.

“I’m sorry about that jerk, Constance.”

She sighed, then inhaled through her nose, trying to stop crying. “It’s okay, I guess, I mostly just didn’t want to tear through this dress outside. I bet this is the biggest eyeful you’ve gotten on a first date, huh?” She joked, trying to calm down.

Neil smiled sweetly at her. “You know, this has been one interesting first date. Is there anything I can do for you?” She looked at him deviously, flowing with a new confidence.

"Yeah, there is,” she said, grabbing his hand. Constance started pulling him up the stairs. “My parents aren’t home,” she purred.

She led him to her bedroom and invited him to cuddle with her on her bed. Always a gentleman, Neil avoided placing his hands on her breasts, as difficult as that was at their huge size. Surprisingly for Neil, she took one of his hands and brought it to her breast, putting his hand right over a nipple. “They’re so sensitive,” she whispered. Neil took the hint and started playing with her; pinching, pulling, everything. Constance whimpered and rubbed her thighs together.

He continued his ministrations, Constance getting increasingly turned on, until he felt his hand get wet. “God, I’m lactating,” she whispered. “It feels… so… good, Neil.” Just then, Constance had an idea that made her smirk. She rolled herself towards him, her body perpendicular to his, mountainous breasts on top of her. “I’ll suck you if you suck me,” she suggested. He returned the smirk in agreement. Constance was embarrassed wondering where all this confidence and sexuality was coming from as she slid down and started unbuttoning his pants. She fished out his cock, surprised by its size. Neil was generously endowed, she learned.

After a few awkward attempts, Constance said, “I think you’re gonna have to stand for this, Neil.” She kneeled in front of the bed. She giggled. “When did my life become a generic porn film?” Neil stood on front of her and Constance gladly wrapped her rather thick lips around his manhood. Her inexperience showed, but she adapted. Constance bobbed her head back and forth on his cock, working her tongue around the head. She relaxed her jaw and slowly swallowed more and more of his length, stuffing her mouth full of cock. His head was in her throat as Constance got her lips to his pelvis. She found a way to work him with her throat and slowly moved her head back up his length, keeping her plump lips securely wrapped around his dick. With the head back in her mouth, she heard Neil moan and felt him shudder, and suddenly he was pumping his cum into her mouth. Surprised by the suddenness and the amount, Constance swallowed as he came in her mouth for what seemed like minutes to her.

Neil sat back on the bed. “That was… am-” He was cut off by Constance straddling him and shoving a plump nipple in his mouth. He latched on and sucked. Constance squirmed as her milk started to flow. “Oh, god, Neil it’s so… it’s so… so-” she screamed in pleasure as she was struck by her first orgasm. Neil continued to drink, and Constance rode from one climax to the next, seamlessly. Constance vanished into carnal heaven. Neil voraciously sucked down her thick, delicious milk.

Neil twisted so that Constance was on her back on the bed. He steadied one massive tit with his hands as he suckled from her. Constance continued to writhe underneath him. He noticed her first breast go dry and switched to the other. Her breast started pumping out milk faster than he could swallow, the creamy liquid running down her tit. Finally, he could drink no more, and released her nipple. It took longer then he expected for Constance to come down from her orgasm haze. When she did, she stared at him dreamily.

"That was… amazing. So amazing.” She finally said.

"I agree, but you’re really okay with what happened to you?”

“I always wanted bigger boobs… these are a little bigger than I intended, but they feel so amazing… I could get used to basketball tits. And… I’ve had feelings for you forever.” She blushed.

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“Make tonight really special and great and memorable, okay?” The girl wished to anything that was listening… the only thing that was was a trickster spirit. They would make it memorable, alright, but maybe not in the way she meant.

Constance smiled nervously as she opened the door. She was going on her first date- at nineteen, this made her incredibly shy. Most people she knew of had at least one steady relationship at this point in life, and she was just going on her first date ever. She wore a simple black dress and flats, already a step out of her comfort zone. Constance lacked a bra- not that she had anything for a bra to hold anyway.

When she opened the door and saw her date, a robust young man named Neil, her stomach filled with butterflies. Her and Neil had been friends since elementary school, and she’d harbored feelings for him for years. The mix of stomach flutters and excitement from finally going on her first date made her oblivious to the changes her body was going through. She didn’t know it, but the charm placed on her would make her breasts grow and fill with milk whenever she would have blushed. The first instance occurred when she opened the door, her small breasts pushing gently into her dress. Ghee second happened shortly after when Neil took her hand in his. The excitement blinded her to the fact that there were now two orange-sized breasts bouncing inside her dress.

The pair walked to their destination: an upscale restaurant not too far from Constance’s home. Neil had reservations for tonight and they were seated quickly. He smiled at her after they sat, and she awkwardly smiled back and glanced towards the table, flustered. The front of her dress bulged as she began to grow again from her embarrassment. Constance hid behind her menu, trying to come up with a way to recover. She stayed this way for a few minutes, her chest steadily pushing against her dress as she became bustier. Are my… boobs… growing? she thought as she looked down at herself, still hidden from Neil. No, I can’t be, it’s just my imagination…

She took a moment to collect herself and placed the menu back on the table, gently. She smiled at her date. “Everything alright?” He asked.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m okay, just, uh, wondering what I should get.” The growth resumed, not as pronounced this time. Constance’s breasts now rivaled grapefruits. She picked up the menu and hid her transforming body. My boobs are totally growing, right now… this is so embarrassing… what if he notices? They pushed out a little more against her dress, a new pressure forming not from her dress, but from inside her swelling tits. Should I try to leave the date? I don’t know how much more my dress can take… maybe I should just go to the bathroom to see what’s going on? I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know…

Constance’s panicked internal monologue was interrupted by the waiter asking for her order. She blathered out a random item without really thinking, preoccupied with thoughts of trying to find out why her breasts had grown from nothing to dress-stretching sizes in an hour. “Excuse me, Neil,” she said, standing. I’m going to the lady’s room.“ Neil’s eyes widened as he noticed the changes to Constance’s figure. Constance hurriedly jogged to the bathroom and was relieved to find they were single occupant rooms.

"Oh my god!” Constance turned and saw herself in the mirror. There were slight tears forming in her dress around her chest. “These are way bigger than I thought they were…” she whispered. Luckily, she still had enough mobility to reach and unzip her dress in the back. Constance shimmied the top part of her dress down, exposing her huge breasts to the mirror. “Oh my god…” she repeated. The breasts Constance now possessed were larger than any she had ever seen, nearly the size of her head. Her nipples, once tiny, now rose from areolas three inches wide. The nubs were like fingertips now, stiff in the cold air.

"Well I did always want bigger boobs… this might be a little overkill though…” she mumbled to herself, now fondling herself. “Man, these are heavy… I wonder…” Constance lightly pinched her nipples and gasped sharply. “That’s a nice bonus… now why do I have huge tits?” A sudden wave of anxiety hit her. What if he sees me like this? What will he think? Embarrassed, Constance noticed as her already huge boobs grew a little larger. Bigger!? What if I don’t fit back into my dress? Her boobs grew a little more as she felt nervous, steadily surpassing head sized. She panicked, now trying to awkwardly fit her huge and growing tits back into a dress designed for a much more svelte figure.

Constance got her breasts corralled and zipped the back of her dress as much as she could. “I think I’m growing from embarrassment… I just have to stay calm and everything will be fine…” She took a deep breath. “My tits are so… full. Okay. Just gonna ask Neil to take me home, and hopefully I won’t grow anymore. You can do this, Constance.” Bravely, she sauntered out of the bathroom, ignoring the leers of people in the restaurant. She reached their table and stood before Neil.

Constance used her best puppy dog eyes. “Neil, I’m not feeling well, could you take me home?” His eyes were locked onto two darker, damp marks in the front of her dress.

"I, uhhh, yeah, sure, let’s go,” he stammered. Neil dropped enough money on the table to cover the food that hadn’t arrived yet. Walking out, Neil whispered in Constance’s ear. “What’s going on? Are you okay?”

She made herself smile at him. “I’m okay, I just have to stay calm until I get home.” The journey home was uneventful for much of it; Constance easily controlled herself. Half a block from her front door, a lecherous man whistled at her suggestively. Constance could feel the embarrassment and the anger welling inside her, much as her breasts were growing again inside her dress. She started moving towards her house as fast as her dress and breasts would allow, feeling the pressure build both inside and out. The tears in her dress grew as she did, the milk stains in her dress getting more prominent as she produced more and more. Neil hurried after her. Constance’s tits were tearing her dress to pieces, the stitches becoming undone underneath her arms, exposing the sides of her tits.

Constance was almost fully exposed when she got through her door, awkwardly trying to hold the front of her dress over her billowing chest. She sat on the steps to catch her breath. Shortly after she sat down, Neil popped through the door. He found a half nude, crying Constance.

“I’m sorry about that jerk, Constance.”

She sighed, then inhaled through her nose, trying to stop crying. “It’s okay, I guess, I mostly just didn’t want to tear through this dress outside. I bet this is the biggest eyeful you’ve gotten on a first date, huh?” She joked, trying to calm down.

Neil smiled sweetly at her. “You know, this has been one interesting first date. Is there anything I can do for you?” She looked at him deviously, flowing with a new confidence.

"Yeah, there is,” she said, grabbing his hand. Constance started pulling him up the stairs. “My parents aren’t home,” she purred.

She led him to her bedroom and invited him to cuddle with her on her bed. Always a gentleman, Neil avoided placing his hands on her breasts, as difficult as that was at their huge size. Surprisingly for Neil, she took one of his hands and brought it to her breast, putting his hand right over a nipple. “They’re so sensitive,” she whispered. Neil took the hint and started playing with her; pinching, pulling, everything. Constance whimpered and rubbed her thighs together.

He continued his ministrations, Constance getting increasingly turned on, until he felt his hand get wet. “God, I’m lactating,” she whispered. “It feels… so… good, Neil.” Just then, Constance had an idea that made her smirk. She rolled herself towards him, her body perpendicular to his, mountainous breasts on top of her. “I’ll suck you if you suck me,” she suggested. He returned the smirk in agreement. Constance was embarrassed wondering where all this confidence and sexuality was coming from as she slid down and started unbuttoning his pants. She fished out his cock, surprised by its size. Neil was generously endowed, she learned.

After a few awkward attempts, Constance said, “I think you’re gonna have to stand for this, Neil.” She kneeled in front of the bed. She giggled. “When did my life become a generic porn film?” Neil stood on front of her and Constance gladly wrapped her rather thick lips around his manhood. Her inexperience showed, but she adapted. Constance bobbed her head back and forth on his cock, working her tongue around the head. She relaxed her jaw and slowly swallowed more and more of his length, stuffing her mouth full of cock. His head was in her throat as Constance got her lips to his pelvis. She found a way to work him with her throat and slowly moved her head back up his length, keeping her plump lips securely wrapped around his dick. With the head back in her mouth, she heard Neil moan and felt him shudder, and suddenly he was pumping his cum into her mouth. Surprised by the suddenness and the amount, Constance swallowed as he came in her mouth for what seemed like minutes to her.

Neil sat back on the bed. “That was… am-” He was cut off by Constance straddling him and shoving a plump nipple in his mouth. He latched on and sucked. Constance squirmed as her milk started to flow. “Oh, god, Neil it’s so… it’s so… so-” she screamed in pleasure as she was struck by her first orgasm. Neil continued to drink, and Constance rode from one climax to the next, seamlessly. Constance vanished into carnal heaven. Neil voraciously sucked down her thick, delicious milk.

Neil twisted so that Constance was on her back on the bed. He steadied one massive tit with his hands as he suckled from her. Constance continued to writhe underneath him. He noticed her first breast go dry and switched to the other. Her breast started pumping out milk faster than he could swallow, the creamy liquid running down her tit. Finally, he could drink no more, and released her nipple. It took longer then he expected for Constance to come down from her orgasm haze. When she did, she stared at him dreamily.

"That was… amazing. So amazing.” She finally said.

"I agree, but you’re really okay with what happened to you?”

“I always wanted bigger boobs… these are a little bigger than I intended, but they feel so amazing… I could get used to basketball tits. And… I’ve had feelings for you forever.” She blushed.