Day 4 – Tuesday, November 4th
Frustration.
That was what Miles woke up with. That and a boner, of course. He looked at Hailey’s peaceful form, knowing she had the time of her life last night, while he stayed with his dick in his hand. Actually, he wished he held his dick in his hand. He didn’t dare to touch it, actually.
December 1st seemed really far away. What was he thinking? It’s always been hard for him to not jack off for more than a day or two, being a young guy raging with hormones. Long before ever meeting Hailey. So now when he’s living with this busty bombshell by his side, who also loves him and cherishes him, showering him with affection and emotional support and oozing hyper femininity without even trying and being all… herself? What chance does he have?
And those boobs. Fuck, those boobs are huge. They’re really huge. Like, absurdly huge. He could never get used to their size. In fact… Now that he was looking at them, he was almost absolutely, positively sure that they were bigger than he remembered them.
He felt his hard cock twitch and decided to go get coffee, his erection leading the way through his shorts.
By the time he got back with two mugs of coffee Hailey had already woken up.
“Ooo yay! You're the best, babe!” She beamed at him and sat upright to grab her own mug.
She started sipping carefully, yet Miles didn't touch his own coffee. He examined her boobs from afar. Sitting up like that, Hailey's torso was now visible. Her breasts have always taken up a lot of space, but now there was almost none left between her chest and her thighs. In fact, depending on her angle - they sometimes grazed them.
“Ok Hailey, what's going on?” He said.
“Uhhh, I don't know… what's going on with you?” She asked obliviously and took another sip.
“Hailey, come on. Don't play with me. Your boobs are clearly bigger. Look at them!” He almost accused her.
“What, these little boobies?” She asked as she looked down and shook them violently from side to side. Miles looked hypnotized before he regained control. “Hailey, I'm serious. I feel like I'm going crazy here.”
Hailey was quiet for a moment. She looked… different. Like she was contemplating something important. Then she took a deep breath and spoke again:
“Ok, look. I need you to promise me not to freak out, ok?” She said.
Miles started feeling anxious.
“Miles!”
“Yeah yeah, sure, not freaking out. I'm chill. Suuuuper chill. All good. I'm un-freaked out. There. Come on. Now, what's going on?”
Hailey took a deep breath and started explaining everything. Her condition, the pills she got, how she kept growing but much slower, her stash, and finally how she decided to stop taking them a few days ago, which explained her recent growth.
“What?! Hailey, are you serious? That could be dangerous! You're not supposed to decide stuff like that on your own”, Miles said alarmed.
“It’s not dangerous. I mean it. Look, I asked my doctor and he said there's no actual risk of not taking the pills, other than me growing larger. He recommended I keep taking them but that it's ultimately up to me to decide what to do”, she said.
Miles thought about it. Then he thought some more. And finally said:
“Well… I guess that's ok, then? But, I don't get it. What made you decide to stop taking them?”
Hailey started blushing profusely.
“Nothing. I just… I don't know. I just know how much you like… these big ol’ things. How much they turn you on, so I thought… couldn't hurt to give myself a boost and see your reaction,” she said, red faced like a tomato.
Miles was shocked. He didn't know whether to be angry at her or kiss her. This was basically a dream come true. Not only did he have a loving, supporting, feminine girlfriend by his side, not only was she so gorgeous she could pass as a supermodel, not only was she just busty but super-busty - she actually started making her breasts even bigger just for him to enjoy them even more.
“Hailey, I… I think I'm supposed to be mad at you. But I don't give a fuck what I'm supposed to do. That's the hottest thing I've ever heard. I love you so much. You're the perfect girlfriend. I can't believe you're real, and I even more can't believe you're my girlfriend. How did I manage to end up with such a perfect, beautiful, amazing girl like you?”
Hailey's face lit up with a wide smile, relieved so much that he took it like that. It was a burden she's been carrying for the past year by herself, silently. It was always there, nagging her at the back of her mind. And now she was free. All cards were on the table. And Miles did not only not leave her, but he actually loved her for that. Her heart filled with butterflies.
“Oh Miles… that. That is the reason you ended up with me. Because you love me for me, and because you always know what to say to make me feel good. I love you so much baby!” She was overcome with emotions and started tearing up.
She placed the coffee mug on the dresser and got up to give Miles the biggest hug ever. She didn't care about their bet, or anything. She just had to hug him so badly.
Miles saw her coming his way and placed his own coffee mug on a nearby chair, before Hailey's sexy body came crashing at him.
He moaned to himself as he felt Hailey molding herself around him. He was enjoying the feel of those soft, gigantic breasts encompassing his torso all around, that wonderful, natural feminine smell she exuded, those arms wrapped around him, her head resting against the nook under his shoulder.
This was pure bliss. He could've stayed like that forever. His dick, naturally, responded by gaining hardness by the second, but some part of him just shoved it down, as if saying ‘the hell with that. This is more important.’ He was in love head over heels with this girl. How can he decide not to touch her for a whole month? Is he insane?
‘Ok, I'll just… I'll just hug and kiss her occasionally. It's fine. I can do this. Yeah, that's a good compromise,’ he talked himself into it. Sure, he'll make himself more horny, but that's a price he's willing to pay.
*
The day was… not easy. Miles had a general sense of pent up sexual feelings, even when he wasn't hard all the time. It was there, in the back of his mind. But he got through it somehow.
He was playing on their PS5 in the living room when he heard Hailey calling out to him from their bedroom:
“Hey, babe? Can you come help me with something?”
Miles finished a triple-combo punch against his opponent then paused the game. “Coming!”
Reaching the entrance to their room, Miles stopped dead in his tracks like a dear caught in headlights. Standing in front of her closet mirror in just her bra and panties, Hailey was holding a tape measure in hand, a look of discomfort on her perpetually gorgeous face.
“Can you help me measure myself, it's really difficult when I also have to lift my boobs simultaneously”, she asked while trying to lift her breasts with one forearm and failing miserably. “Miles? Baby?”
Miles was hypnotized. He had a hard time concentrating on anything but those magnificent boobs that were barely contained inside that huge bra. Come to think about it, that bra looked awfully tight. Inadequate even.
“What?? Sorry, yeah, measure, sure”, he said, which made Hailey smile lovingly at him. She couldn't help feeling all warm and fuzzy inside when her man looked at her so lustfully like that.
“Here, take that and measure under my boobs. I'll lift them for you” she said and lifted her mammaries. Miles snapped out of his shock and measured around her underbust.
“That's… 24 inches”, he said, trembling.
“Ok so that's 28. No change there. Now do the fullest part. Let me just take this off for a second”, she said.
“Take what… oh. My. God”, Miles trailed off as he realized Hailey expertly snapped her bra open. Miles was too stunned to move, and so Hailey's heavy, full breasts came crashing down onto his hands.
“Oh goddddddddd”, his eyes fluttered upwards, feeling this wonderful, heavenly weight on his hands. His dick jumped to attention immediately.
“Oops, sorry baby, I thought you were gonna move”, she said innocently.
“Don't uh… yeah, it's ok”, he said and took another second to relish that soft, heavy feeling before taking back his hands.
“Ok, now wrap it around the fullest part of my bust”, she instructed softly.
Miles was going through the motions automatically. His cock was throbbing with anticipation. He felt like there was something special in the air. Like a magical moment he couldn't afford to not be a part of.
With trembling hands, he placed one end of the tape on the side of Hailey's left boob, feeling his finger sinking slightly into it, though it provided some resistance. Hailey gave him an encouraging smile, before he slowly and quietly spun around her body. Carefully he made sure to wrap the tape right below her perky, pink, perfect nipples, until he met his own finger holding the end of the tape.
He read the number.
Then he looked back at the positioning of the tape. Yes, it was correct. He reread the number again.
“49 inches”, he called out in disbelief.
“49?? Are you sure?” She asked incredulously.
“Pretty sure yeah, look”, and he lifted the tape whilst holding the marking.
“Wow! I've been 47” for over a year. I've been off my pills for… four days only. So that would be 2 inches in 4 days, or an inch every two days. Wow… that's fast, even for me!” She said, more to herself than to Miles. She kept thinking aloud:
“I’ve been a 28S cup for quite a while. So now that would make me… 28U cup? No wonder that bra felt so tight today. Heh… if I'm not careful I'm gonna run out of the alphabet… that's funny. Isn't that funny? Baby? Babe? Miles?”
Miles's mouth was open and dry. He couldn't speak. He could only stare at those breasts, which were now obviously bigger than the already very very very big pair of perfect breasts he's known so far. The change was noticeable now. The comparison to large basketballs somehow seemed inadequate now. They were entering watermelons territory.
Suddenly, those watermelons shook violently from side to side.
“Hello? Earth to Miles…”
He woke up from his stupor and looked up at her.
“I'm sorry Hailey. I love you more than life itself, but right now I think I'm gonna go and cry in the shower”, he said in a mix of arousal and despair.
He left a confused hot girlfriend standing there naked and let his dick lead him to the shower.