Diondra has a devious grin on her face when you get home. She has on a new set of lingerie and is waiting for you in it.
"Oooo, sexy, babe. I like the black and the red. You look great," you say as you quickly take off your clothes.
You notice she hasn't said anything or made a move to you.
"What's the matter?"
"Remember that business trip I took last month?" she asks.
"Yeah... you went to some pharmaceutical supplier convention," you reply with growing concern.
"Right, well... as it turns out, I volunteered to test a new drug. It allows me to focus growth on any part of my body I want."
"And... does it work?"
She laughs, "Not... are you okay... or did it hurt... or any side effects... just straight to what it does to me that you'd like, right?"
You pause, wondering why she is so snippy.
"I saw you checking out the new neighbor yesterday. The one with the big fat tits? You wish I had tits that big don't you?" she asks and stands up. Her breasts are growing, pushing out of her body like magic. You can see her skin stretching and then relaxing as its growth catches up with the tissue springing into existence beneath. Her bra quickly stretches and becomes overwhelmed and by the time she crosses the room her 32B cup breasts have swollen into M cups.
"Holy shit," you exclaim as she bends over in front of you and shakes them from side to side.
"Now I'm way bigger than her."