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Eat your way to larger, fuller breasts in weeks! Cup Up works with, not against your body; redirecting incoming fat to the bust. Just take Cup Up before mealtimes and then eat as much as you want. Then let Cup Up do the rest! SIDE EFFECTS:

Devon squinted, adjusted her glasses, and brought the box closer to her face. There was a whole list of side effects, but the text was so small that she had to stop reading there. Perhaps she should have paid for stronger glasses instead of miracle tit pills.

Well, not miracle. That word reeked of quackery, made it sound like you didn't have to do anything to make it work; but in this case, you had to eat. Cup Up would take the fat that would normally be bound for her legs or her belly, and add those pounds to her chest. It made sense to her. It even excited her.

Devon imagined a future where the bathroom scale was her friend, not her enemy. Large meals and sweet snacks would now be guilt free. Each additional pound would mean more flesh spilling from the top of her distressed bra. She pushed her boobs up and in to simulate the effect. Yeah, like that. But bigger. So much bigger. Her hands were out in front of her now, frantically kneading imagined monster titties.

Oh god yes, oh christ- this was gonna be good.

Cup Up pt2

Description
Eat your way to larger, fuller breasts in weeks! Cup Up works with, not against your body; redirecting incoming fat to the bust. Just take Cup Up before mealtimes and then eat as much as you want. Then let Cup Up do the rest! SIDE EFFECTS:

Devon squinted, adjusted her glasses, and brought the box closer to her face. There was a whole list of side effects, but the text was so small that she had to stop reading there. Perhaps she should have paid for stronger glasses instead of miracle tit pills.

Well, not miracle. That word reeked of quackery, made it sound like you didn't have to do anything to make it work; but in this case, you had to eat. Cup Up would take the fat that would normally be bound for her legs or her belly, and add those pounds to her chest. It made sense to her. It even excited her.

Devon imagined a future where the bathroom scale was her friend, not her enemy. Large meals and sweet snacks would now be guilt free. Each additional pound would mean more flesh spilling from the top of her distressed bra. She pushed her boobs up and in to simulate the effect. Yeah, like that. But bigger. So much bigger. Her hands were out in front of her now, frantically kneading imagined monster titties.

Oh god yes, oh christ- this was gonna be good.

Cup Up pt2