Diondra stands before you with a satisfied grin on her face as you fondle her breasts. You have a mental image of what she looked like just before still fresh in your mind.
She bats your hands away, "You're still thinking about her, aren't you?"
"No, I wasn't! I was thinking about you and how good you looked when I walked in and..."
She isn't convinced. She pushed her breasts together and rolls her them around slowly and claps them together.
"I can... still make them... grow... there is more... in my system," she mumbled through deep breaths and passionate sighs.
Her breasts resume their incredible growth. Now her bra is being pulled much further than it was designed and is barely hanging on as she triples and then quadruples in size.
"What would I be now? An S cup? Maybe a U? Does it even exist?" she asks as she shakes her breasts from side to side.
You shake your head in disbelief.