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Topic: More - by compound37

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Re: More - by compound37

More
by compound37

Melissa squeezed James’ hand as the two stepped out of the airplane and into the heat and humidity of the Caribbean air.  They’d been planning this trip for months, just the two of them.  Well, planning it along with the wedding, of course.  Those months seemed to fly past in her memory, a whirlwind of decisions and appointments and consultations that all seemed to lead to this moment.  Truthfully, Melissa was looking forward to this trip even before the wedding.  She had not taken a vacation since her youth, and this trip promised to be more than your average honeymoon.

The sun beamed over the rims of her sunglasses as they walked over the open boarding ramp and into the airport entrance.  The yellowing tile floor and general dank air reminded Melissa of the raised eyebrows of her family and friends when she said that her and James were going to have a more spartan wedding to make room for the trip, and the rising suspicion when she said they were taking their honeymoon to a relatively small and impoverished country.  Were they broke?  Were they hiding their money away?  Was it a snub on their family and friends?  James came from a wealthy background, and enjoyed the comforts of his PhD in medicine, so there had to be more money to spend on the wedding, right? 

In a way, it was a snub to them, Melissa thought to herself.  The glitz and glamour of a fancy wedding didn’t seem reasonable to her.  She figured that it was easier that her and James tie the knot, and let that be it.  Anything beyond that didn’t fill any particular need in her heart, so why bother making appearances for others?  Besides, the money was better spent here, one of the few places she could fill that longing hole inside of her.  She had never been comfortable with the small size of her breasts, and had frequently posed the idea of augmentations to James in the past.  James respected her wishes, but when Melissa had expressed her wishes for not just more breast, but more breasts, that’s where things got sticky.  A simple breast augmentation was no issue with the ease in which NanoEnchant could change the human body, however, the rise of the miracle technology that could radically alter someone’s cellular structure also gave rise to hundreds of imitations, often crude knockoffs that left their recipients as misshapen, mutated victims.  Once these victims began to show themselves, the regulation of NanoEnchant happened almost overnight.  Which meant that some of the more specialized augmentations, such as the additional breasts that Melissa wanted, were now off the table.

However, after months of waiting, a small cottage industry had began to pop up: transformation vacations.  Go to a country where the regulations were much more lax, preferably in a tropical paradise, and live out your fantasies.  Melissa latched onto this immediately, she was one of the first to sign up for the first class package, one of the few that could afford it.  Adding a new pair of breasts was one of the easiest things to do with NE, according to James, so this was going to be an easy, relaxing week for the two of them.

The valet pulled up to their suite: first class had separate villas, each one with a gorgeous ocean view.  Melissa pulled James inside by the hand, and stood agape in the entry.  The black and white tiles were spotless, and everything had that perfectly laid-out attention to detail only the finest hotels had.  On the table in the kitchenette was an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne, with a note…

“Tomorrow morning at nine, it says.  Looks like they’re wasting no time here, sweetie.”  James said, smiling over at Melissa and waving the note at her.  “Think you’re ready?”

She took the hand waving the note in both of hers: “More than ready. you know how long I’ve been waiting.”  Melissa smiled wryly at her husband.

James raised their hands to him and gave her a kiss on her fingers.  He took her outside to the deck, bringing the champagne with him.  The sun was setting low over the horizon, the last few shafts of light making their way down the walls of their villa.  James popped the cork off of the balcony, letting it fly into the sands below.

“James!  You can’t litter like that!  What if someone sees us?”

James looked around at the other villas: “I don’t think that’ll happen, none of the others look like they have anyone in them.  They’re all dark.  So what’s a little naughty fun once in our lives?  We earned it, so let’s indulge ourselves a bit.”

He was right, there wasn’t anyone else around.  THe bleached white plaster buildings were vacant, as far as she could tell.  And what was a little naughty fun?  She’d certainly be turning heads when she got home, so why not start now?  She stepped back from James and let her sundress fall to the floor, revealing her thin body, small breasts, and white thong.  She kicked aside the dress and wrapped her arms around James’ waist.  “Let’s indulge, then.  Besides, after tonight it’s going to be a very different view…”


*****

The air was cool as a tired Melissa and James made their way across the resort to the NanoEnchant medical facility.  Made to look like of the normal service outbuildings on the exterior, it belied some of the most advanced medical technology in the world within.  Stepping into the cool, sterile air, Melissa found the walls and floor were silvery, and the smell of mint wafted in the air.  A short, freckle-faced woman led the two of them to an austere white room, bereft of features save for a small desk, and what appeared to be a large baby cradle.  It wasn’t long before a man entered, standing tall and thin in his pristine white lab coat, half moon glasses hanging on the end of a long nose.

“You are Mr. and Mrs. Anderson, ziss is correct?”  The man asked, with a heavy German accent.

Melissa nodded.  “I’m here for the...additions.”  Her voice wavered slightly, as she tried to find a correct word for what was about to happen to her body.

The German doctor nodded wordlessly, and pointed with a long finger towards the oversized cradle.  “Yes of course,” he said, never taking his eyes off his clipboard.  “I’ll have you please disrobe and settle into ze chamber, I’ll take ze rest from here.  Mr. Anderson, I’ll have to ask that you please wait outside, as this needs to be a sterile space, and one false sneeze would complicate measures dramatically.”

With one last squeeze of her hand, and a kiss on her cheek, James stood and left the room.  A rush came over Melissa, she would be in a different body before he came back in.  A glance from the doctor’s long face over her clipboard reminded her of her overly clothed body, and she began to strip down.  She was down to her bra and panties, and turned to the transformation cradle, but the doctor raised a finger in warning.  The hint received, Melissa removed the last of her clothing, suddenly realizing that she hadn’t been naked in front of anyone save James in half a decade.  Sure, he was supposed to be a licensed practitioner, and one of the best at what he does, and would have seen many naked bodies before, but the anticipation of the NanoEnchant procedure, the fact that she was naked, and the cool chill of the room tugging on her nipples aroused her more than she was willing to admit. 

She peered over the edge of the cradle, the open top rising to midway up her torso.  A pair of stainless steel steps broke the white porcelain furnish of the bowl.  Melissa peered over the top and into the cradle, and noticed that the insides were more complicated than the outside, much more so than she thought.  A stainless steel webbing filled the interior walls, suspending a thin pad that served as a body rest in the middle of the cradle; small stainless jets studded the interior walls behind the mesh, with black tubes that led to parts unknown.  She sat in the chamber and lay down on the clinical back and leg rests, the cradle angling slightly above her, restricting her outside view to the off-white ceiling. 

With some ticks and taps on the computer, the doctor called out to her: “All we all ready?” Melissa, with a trepedacious ‘yes’ that could barely hide her excitement, suspense, and arousal, agreed.
The jets clicked on and an electric pump whirred into action somewhere in the room.  THe minty smell that was ever present in the facility grew much stronger, as a turquoise, translucent gel flowed out of each jet, filling the tub Melissa lay in.  The noise filled the cradle, and Melissa could hear nothing else save the pump and her own heartbeat.  After a few minutes, the gel rose above the wire mesh, touching her sides and flowing into recesses in the chair, covering her back and legs.  The gel was ice cold to the touch, but quickly warmed up with contact.  The NanoEnchant solution continued to rise, past her thighs and vagina, the cold causing her to flinch and pucker as it ascended to her stomach and the sides of her head.  Her ears submerged, her hearing muffled save for the thick sounds of being underwater.  Her doctor appeared over her, affixing a breathing mask to her face as the fluid rose to her chin. She closed her eyes as her face was covered, completely submerging her body.  She kept her eyes closed as two electrodes were affixed to her torso, just below her breasts.  Her body jolted as a sudden pulsing came from them, causing the whole solution to become electric and her body began to tingle.  Her mind raced as her whole body was stimulated, her toes curling as she felt the NanoEnchant coursing into her body, changing her.  It felt as if her entire body was one large erogenous zone, the first of several orgasms washing over her within less than a minute.  Her mind was hazy with pleasure, she was crying out obscenities into her breathing mask as she came again before two bright coronas of pleasure centered on her.  She could feel at first a pinprick of something under each electrode, swelling out rapidly as her body stretched.  She could feel a rushing fullness on her chest, as her new breasts swelled into being.  She came again, losing count this time as her back arched, her new nipples feeling as if they were pinched into themselves, like the top closing on a drawstring bag. Her two new breasts were complete.

But then it stopped, slowing down as she was left panting into the facemask as the NanoEnchant flushed itself out of the cradle through some unseen drain.  Her breathing resumed as the doctor pulled the mask off her face, fresh cold air revitalizing her.  He wiped away the solution on her eyes as she opened them to see her post-treatment body.  She saw her normal cleavage, caked in blue goo, but the weight on her chest was greater than she remembered.  With a curious hand, she grazed her fingers along her abdomen until she felt breastflesh, much further down than she remembered.  Excitement rising as she cupped her lower-left breast, rubbing the sensitive nipple under the NanoEnchant residue, she beamed back up at the doctor, touching herself excitedly.  She sat up, her top breasts flopping down onto her new ones, lending their weight to her chest.  The doctor gave each new breast a look of approval, and rinsed out the tub with warm water, cleaning off Melissa in the process.

She stood and immediately felt the weight.  Her new breasts both moved side to side with the originals, but with each step, her perky upper breasts had a way of bouncing onto the very tops of her her lower ones.  Wrapping herself in a robe not that could have come out of a spa, she thanked the doctor profusely and traipsed out of the room to her waiting husband.

*****

James stood in shock as Melissa minced out of the room, his initial look of surprise melting into an ear to ear smile as he rushed over to his wife, and picked her up in his arms in a beastly hug.  Melissa could feel the lingering sensitivity in her chest as her breasts pressed into his chest, feeling the smooth cotton of his shirt rubbing against her nipples.  She kissed him deeply as he set her down.

“They look, fantastic honey.” He said, giving them the full appreciation of his eyes.  Melissa wrapped her hands around his waist as she leaned her hips into his: “Thank you, they’re perfect.” 

Her fantasy had been validated.  The look from James was all she needed to know that all this was worth it.  She was certainly taking a risk when she returned, her family may not accept her choice, especially without telling them, but she couldn’t look back now.  Keeping a hand around James’ waist, they walked out of the treatment centre and into the bright tropical sun.  James held her close, and offered up a bikini top.

“Hey hon, I know this won’t really fit you all that well anymore, but maybe we can prevent some sunburns?”

Melissa politely refused: “THanks, sweetie, but I think today might be a topless tanning day, just to break them in…”

James smiled down at her: “Just don’t sunburn yourself, that wouldn’t be fun when you won’t be able to get my hands off of you tonight!” He gave her lower right nipple a playful pinch.

*****

Melissa arched her back, stretching as she recovered from her quick doze on the white sands of the beach.  She’d been lying around for the last few hours, topless, sunbathing her four orbs.  A couple passed by her, they’d obviously had some work done too.  Two extra pairs of arms hung below the man’s shoulders, complete with their own pectorals and shoulder blades, while the woman walking beside him bobbed with an uneven gait on her third leg.  She’d had the forward thinking of getting herself some new bikini bottoms, but not enough to hide the bulge in her right crotch.  They looked over at Melissa as they passed, she could feel their eyes on her chest.  She loved it.  She’d never sunbathed topless in public before this, and now that she had something to show, she loved the attention she was getting.  She could feel the eyes around her, and this bit of mild exhibitionism was, admittedly, turning her on.  James was beside her, and she was hard-pressed to keep his hands off her, lest they devolve to screwing right there on the beach.  A smile curled around her mouth as she thought of that, her hand drifting towards his hips, fingertips resting tentatively along his thigh. 

She tapped twice, James rolling over to face her.  She rolled over as well, feeling her left breasts flop on top of her right ones.  There were so many little sensations in her chest now, and each new one from a once familiar movement made her much more conscious of how her body was re-training itself to the new additions.  James caught her staring off: “Enjoying them?” He mused, staring at the double stack of cleavage.  Melissa nodded, leaning forward to plant a kiss on his lips, her hand caressing his hip.  “It seems like everyone else is, too.” 

“Well, not as much as me.” He said, his hand sweeping up her thigh, over her hip and resting in the gap between them on her ribs.

Melissa sighed, her hand sliding down across his hip, her finger raking through his shorts to tease his cock.  It twitched, then began to stiffen immediately.  “I can tell.”

He took her hand in his, and led her with as much speed as he dared, not wanting to betray the wobbling erection in his shorts to everyone at the resort, back to their room.  They took the quickest route, around the pool deck and through the restaurant.  Melissa couldn’t help but blush in excitement as she felt her breasts, bouncing against each other, on full display for dozens of people.  No less than half were there to be transformed themselves, a menagerie of limbs and additions, but their eyes were on her as those tits bobbed against her slender frame.

The door had barely closed by the time James threw her on the bed, stripping off his shorts and revealing his massive erection.  He straddled over her, kissing her deeply as the underside of his cock rested on her stomach, already twitching with need.  He peppered her face with kisses, down her neck to her upper left breast, suckling on it while he pushed the other three together, pinching their nipples in between his fingers and rubbing them side to side. Melissa mewled, arching her back to press her breasts into his face.  The pin-prick sensations from the tub had returned, her breasts more sensitive than ever.  Her mind was aglow with them, she could feel every little pin prick on her nipples as James kneaded them.  Her legs squeezed together in need, the pressure of which only just now a glimmer in her mind.  James looked down at her, already moaning as if she were in the throes of orgasm, twisting under him and gripping the pillow behind her.  He pulled her bottoms down, alarmingly soaked, with her seemingly unaware of what was going on.  She gasped as he slid his member into her folds, pumping slowly as she gripped her tits.  He leaned forward over her, thrusting methodically and took another one into his mouth, getting several more screams from her.

Melissa’s mind was simply awash with what was happening in her.  She felt more from her chest than she did from her pussy, it was intoxicating.  There wasn’t anything in the procedure that mentioned this would happen.  It was simply too much.  She felt something inside of her give in, succumbing to the fire in her chest.  She nearly passed out as she orgasmed, the rise of whatever was happening in her breasts steadily increasing until it overflowed, crashing over her like a wave.  She could barely hear herself screaming in pleasure as James sat back in shock, still hard within her.  It had barely been a few minutes, but an eternity had passed within her.

And it didn’t stop.  For hours they were there, tangled within each other, James taking a turn at titfucking her double cleavage, cumming into the centre of her chest, letting it ooze up and between her rows of breasts.  The wet slapping sounds of her breasts knocking into each other as he bent her over the bed were driving him wild, her endless screams keeping him going late into the night.

Eventually they stopped.  Spent, Melissa lay in the bed, being fed wine and chocolates by her husband.  The rush of sensations in her mind were still there, dimmed for now.  Whatever gave way in her before, at the onset of her first orgasm, begged her to continue, tingling at the edges of her consciousness.  James eventually curled her into him, sleeping soundly while her mind raced.  She was astonished at what that felt like, easily the best sex she’d ever had.  She needed more.  She began to finger herself and grasp at her breasts, but the sensations never returned fully.  Something wasn’t right.  Where were they?  Why weren’t they coming back?  She worried that it may have been a one time deal.  But it couldn’t be!  She needed it!  Memories of the last few hours gripped her mind as she furiously tried to bring it back.  Her mind rushing to come to conclusions.  She stopped, mild sensations flowing away, receding to the edges of her senses, tempting her.  It was too much.  There *had* to be a way to get them back! 

She lay in the bed, until a panicked, half thought solution came to mind.  She just needed to add another pair!  She was already transformed, and James loved them so much, and surely whatever changes she had already made wouldn’t impact what others thought in her anyway.  She slipped out from under the covers, cautiously stepping out of the room and into the cool night air.

She was half in a dream as she approached the building housing the transformation equipment.  Curiously, the door wasn’t guarded.  Pulling on it, she realized that it was locked.  But after frantic searching, she found that one of the windows had been left open, with only a screen barring her from the equipment inside.  She punched it in and climbed in through the opening. 

The building was dark, the only light coming from the moon and whatever lights there were on the machines laying about.  She padded to the office she’d been in that morning, to find that it was left unlocked.  The transformation cradle waited for her, the console glowing in the darkness.  She started touching the panel, keying in the change she wanted, another pair of breasts, following under the ones she’d already added.  She climbed into the cradle, feeling the transformative solution wash over her, the electric tingle returning, cascading not just over her chest, but her entire torso.  The sensations rushing to her mind as before, but more so than she remembered, if that was possible.

She remembered a detail from that morning.  There were electrodes on the spots that were to become her nipples!  She’d done it wrong!  Panicking, she tried to fight her way out of the thick gel, only for the weight of it all to trap her within.  Her breaths became rushed as she began to feel light pinches all over her torso and sides, suddenly turning into the pinpricks of new breasts.  She could feel herself expanding within the chamber, poking out in all directions as her half dozen new additions began to swell their way into the world.  She could feel their weight on top of her, pulling her further into the gel.  There was no fighting it, they were too heavy, and mentally she was already awash with what was taking hold of her.  She felt her first orgasm within the cradle, shaking her body as several more new pinches formed their way into nipples.  The same happened some time later, as she could feel more and more new pairs of breasts begin to form all around her, weighing her down and causing her to pass out for a time out of sheer orgasmic overload….

*****

James rushed to the NanoEnchant compound.  He’d awoken without Melissa that morning, and after frantically searching the villa he’d received a call from the German doctor telling him to come quick.  He couldn’t fathom why she had gone back.  Was there something wrong?  Was there an accident?  He thought of the pictures he’d seen on the news, the people that had mutated from overexposure or from bootleg NanoEnchant knockoff.  The conjoined couple with the tentacles covered in breasts.  He couldn’t bear to see her hurt like that.  He bashed through the doors and followed the pointing finger of the nurse as he entered the office. 

Inside, the floor was overflowing with NanoEnchant gel, hardened into a thick paste.  James staggered back, shocked in case any got on his skin.  The doctor stood at the console.  “Oh, thank goodness you’re here, come quickly, I’m just getting her back now.  THe material is dormant, it’s quite safe to step in.”

James entered, too afraid to look into the overflowing basin in the middle of the room.  Several techs were working on poking holes into the tub, letting loose the NanoEnchant that had clogged the drain.  Eventually the fluid drained out the sides, gooping into buckets that were in turn, emptied into drains.  The doctor strode forth, and unhooked the breathing mask from Melissa, still inside.

“Are you alright?” The doctor asked tentatively.  “You’ve had quite a dose.  I have you, don’t strain yourself now.”

James could hear muffled moans as Melissa shuffled about in the bottom of the tub.  He held his breath as he heard the doctor tell her to sit up, afraid of what might rise out of that basin.  He glanced away, a moment after seeing her head rise above the lip.  A moment of relief: at least that much was alright.  She sat up further, and his jaw dropped.

Studding her chest, stomach and sides, were breasts of all sizes.  There were at least a couple dozen of them, poking out in errant directions.  Her original pair had swelled dramatically, dominating the original extra pairs below them, and the little one between them.  They bobbed erratically as she was led out of the basin, nude.  She almost fell over as she leaned forward, the weight throwing off her balance.  Holding herself steady in the arms of the doctor, she received endless scolding from the man about the risk she’d put herself in, the dangers of overexposure, not to mention drowning in the stuff, and whether or not she was even able to stand with that weight.  Her eyes seemed elsewhere, until the doctor said the magic word:

“Irreversible.”
James saw her eyes go wide, expecting her to start tearing up and crying, and mentally preparing himself for comforting her as best he could.  But that never happened.  Only a smile came into her face, grinning ear to ear as she started to laugh.  James was dumbstruck.  She wanted this?  Melissa skipped into his arms, sandwiching dozens of breasts between them. 

“But.  But but but-” He began, as Melissa silenced him with a finger on his lips.  “I love them.” she said excitedly.  “And I’m sure you will too…”

*****

The remaining week was a whirlwind of sex, romance, and exhibitionism.  Melissa couldn’t help but feel a perverse pride at her enormous collection of breasts, even the other women with multiples couldn’t believe what they were seeing on such a tiny frame.  She relished the fact that she'd never be able to find a bra that would fit ever again, the bobbing motion of each breast was a delight to her.  She was topless the rest of the trip, reveling in the jealous, or perverse, gazes she was receiving.  The tingling at the edge of her mind was ever-constant, overflowing her whenever her and James had sex.  It was surreal, it would overcome her every few hours, and she began to stop caring when or where it happened.  Her world would explode with sensation whenever they were intimate, and James loved what it did to her.  She never wanted it to end, and she was right.  It wouldn’t.  She would have these forever, “Irreversible.” the doctor had said.  She grinned at the thought of that.  Returning to civilized life?  Oh, that’d be something special.  Wait till they saw her.