..guys at school befriend him, now that his girlfriend is beyond the hottest thing that moves (new Miette)
..Caden hops in the car after school, finds himself at a local "breastaurant"
..the place is empty (4pm), so all the girls there make their rounds to the table. the necklines of their tops cut so low, it left quater-moons of breast flesh out in the open.
..the boys try to flirt, but the girls mostly just make fun of their youth
..however, when one of the younger girls gets extra flirty, caden has trouble keeping his eyes, and his curse, off her 'valley'
..pretty soon it starts a chain reaction, and several girls get 'plussed'
..Caden awkwardly excuses himself, to the back, where he frantically calls Kendra and Mimi trying to get a ride out of there, but Mimi has no car, and Kendra doesn't answer.
..in the meantime, the boys lie and say Caden's never seen tits before. They coax the waitress into giving him some 'special attention', a flash, a motorboat. (secretly, they want incriminating pictures to get Miette back on the market)
..the young flirty waitress 'notices' him on her way back into the kitchen, and asks if he's okay. He acts really cagey, trying to keep his attention off her, which only fuels her friendly desire to help. The situation turns from bad to worse, as when he tries to diffuse, he can't help but stare at the tits popping out of her uniform.
..he apologizes, which she laughs at. "sweetie, you can't apologize for staring. You think a half dozen wings should cost $8.99? You're paying to look at my *tasty valley*. Come on, lets splash some cold water on your face." She took his hand, pulling him into the mens room.
Once inside, she wet a towel and tipped up his face, dabbing him with it. She had no idea what she was doing. Her cheery smile was infectious, but not enough to keep his eyes from drifting to the exposed part of her rack. The way her top plumped them up only made him imagine them even bigger, rounder. He could already see the gap in her cleavage shrinking.
"Besides, I'd rather flirt with you cute young boys, than the old-farts later this evening. Can I tell you a secret?" This whole thing was very weird. Why had this hot waitress just dragged him into the men's room? Caden had to get out before this got out of hand.
"Uhm, quickly? I really have to get going. What's the secret?" She curled her finger, coaxing him closer as if she needed to whisper. He should have bailed right there, but he couldn't resist. As he leaned over, he had no choice but to stare right down at her tits. The tits that compared to moments before were puffing even more scandalously out of the top.
He was so distracted, he didn't notice her hand above his head until she made her move, pulling his head down hard, right into her tits. "Ummm, tasty?" She wriggled her body side to side, rubbing his head against the flesh. There was nothing about the moment to resist. Her tits were glorious, firm and plump. In truth he'd never done this before. The only thing awkward about it was, with her so short, and him bent over so far, even as he tried to face forward, his forehead received the most action. He imagined it would be much better if she were taller, much taller.
He knew his mistake as soon as he felt her body lifting his face. He tried to stop it, no. No! He braced his hands on her bare sides, trying to push himself free, but with both her arms over his head, he had no leverage. She just laughed, forcing his head deeper into her tits. "Enjoy it baby. Brprprp." She made the sound as she wriggled him about, not realizing that every moment she was changing. When she finally let him free, it was painfully obvious she was at least two inches taller. He hoped he could correct it before she would notice.
Then he noticed something else, and involuntarily exclaimed in shock, "what the hell?" One of the guys was standing at the door, camera phone in hand, taking a video! "Holy crap." That means the growth was on film. The other guys were outside the door, now all laughing. "This is *not* funny."
"Don't be mad. The boys just wanted to give you a real tasty valley." The waitress bounced as she giggled a little. If she was sexy before, she was now super-sexy. She was easily 5'10" in heels, and her cleavage was obscenely plump. He wasn't sure how much of the former was his doing. As she put her arm around him, he realized the prank wasn't completely finished. He wasn't surprised he didn't resist her holding his hand to her top as she posed for the camera. However, he was surprised it felt like just a wad of padding.
"Alright," she turned, "hope you enjoyed the fun. Time for me to get back to work." She gave his hand a little squeeze, and made her way towards the door, weaving through his still laughing friends.
"Check it out!" The guy with the camera was holding it up for the others, showing them how good the shots were. Caden headed towards him. He hoped it didn't make the growth too obvious. "Holy shit! Look at this. That top has to be inflatable or something!"
By the time Caden got a view of what he was carrying on about, he knew it would be trouble. The cleavage difference between the first frame of the shot and the last was just too dramatic to be ignored. It was like two different people. Caden tried to grab the camera, but the guy yanked it back. "Hey now."
XXX stepped up in front of Caden, laughing. "I wonder what you're sexy French girl with think of you now. She'll be the laughing stock if she stays with the boob-muncher." With that he turned, and the guys all followed him out. Ironically, his threats were one of the few things things Caden *wasn't* worried about.
As the bathroom door swung closed, Caden stood there, his mind trying to catch up. Trying to formulate a plan. If the change was that obvious on the footage, the girl would certainly notice herself. It was only a matter of time. He had to find her, change her back. He darted out the bathroom door, looking around the dining room. He saw the boys laughing back at him as they headed for their car, but no sign of the waitress. Crap.
Bzzzt. Bzzzt. He reached for his phone to see he's missed a few responses from Mimi. That last one reads 'found a ride, be there in a few'.
Sitting in the backseat, chauffeured by Kendra, on request of Miette, felt like an unwelcome clash of his two worlds. "Thanks again for picking me up." He'd told them about the boys pranking him, leaving him there, but he needed to explain the *problem*. "It turns out their prank kinda made a mess of things." Miette swung her arm over the seat, facing him with an intrigued, devious smile. "Yeah, uhh, they kinda triggered my curse, on a waitress."
Kendra replied, her voice thick with sarcasm, "well, I think a waitress at *Tasty* *Valley* is probably pretty happy with whatever blessings your 'curse' left her with." Then they both laughed.
"Uhm. It's a bit worse than that. They got it on film. And it's a little too obvious." Kendra turned the car abruptly. Parking it a few feet down a random street. Then she turned around with a glare.
"Are you kidding? Please tell me you didn't do your fantasy on camera." By that, she I presume she meant that I didn't make her an impossibly giant busty vixen. I shook my head. "Good. You changed her back, right? At least mostly?" I shook my head again. Kendra's face soured.
"Seriously? We need to find her. If they post the video and she starts talking, it's only a matter of time before they start asking questions. You don't want them asking questions, and neither do I."
I had no idea how Kendra and Miette ended up with the home address of the waitress. All I knew is that after parking at her apartment, Kendra had just knocked on the door. After waiting a few seconds, she knocked again, only to find the door swinging open an instant later. Suzette was inside, out of her work-costume, in a tight white t-shirt and grey workout pants. She was super-hot, but without the push-up effect of her work outfit, she was only modestly busty. She looked curiously at Kendra and Miette, before recognizing me between them.
"Seriously? It was just a little prank for the boys. You two need to lighten up." She started to slam the door, but Miette caught it and pushed it in as the waitress yelled in a startle, "what the hell?"
Kendra tried to explain. "It's not what you think.. We're here to talk about what -happened-." The girl's eyes bugged wide as she briefly looked down at herself. "Yes, you'll want to hear us out." The woman was silent as she took a step back, making room for us all to enter.
"I'm Kendra, this is Miette, and this is Caden." Kendra gestured her hand towards the living room, where a ratty couch faced a decent looking flat-screen TV. "You're going to want to sit for this." I was glad to see the waitress, without her heels, seemed like a modest 5'7" or so. The changes hadn't been as dramatic as I thought. We all sat with an uncomfortable moment of silence passing before Kendra spoke again.
"This is going to be difficult to explain and more difficult to understand. You see, what you experienced, Caden did that." The waitress looked at me with a look of disbelief. "I know it's hard to believe, but you know *something* happened. Here's the deal. You don't say *anything* to anyone, and I mean *anything*, and you can keep the -changes-." Kendra scooted up in her seat, edging closer to Suzette. "But if you say *anything* to anyone, Caden here will take them away." The woman's face seemed puzzled and confused. Then she reacted.
"You three have to be off your rocker. I don't know what -changes- you're talking about. If you can't handle your guy getting a little titty treat, you need to grow up." Kindra and Mimi both looked at me with a snicker. I hadn't exactly told them that little detail either. The waitress stood, "you can leave now."
Kendra looked over to me, "take them away." I raised my eyebrows, trying to make sure I knew what she meant, without saying anything more in front of this near stranger about the powers of my curse. "Yes, now. Take them away." I looked over at the waitress, standing with an annoyed look, took a deep breath, and did my best to reverse the changes. Taking away wasn't like making changes. I couldn't really control what happened. It was more like absorbing an energy, inhaling a scent I'd left behind. At first it was hardly visible, then it was clear some of her shape and height melted away. She was still hot afterwords; she was just a little shorter; and she would again need the push-up to get any kind of cleavage.
The look on her face was like she'd just seen a ghost, or death, or something she had tried to talk herself out of. She stood for a moment, then she slumped to the couch, defeated. She held her face in her hands. "What is happening? I'm totally losing it. Am I going crazy?" She looked back up at Kendra as the current authority, "I measured myself three times when I got home just to be sure I wasn't loosing it. Normally I'm only 5'5", but somehow I was two inches taller today. He just took it away, didn't he?"
"Yes, but we didn't come here to ruin your day. As you can see, Miette and I are no stranger to Caden's unique ability." Her voice had an air of arrogance as she referred to their beauty and form. Suzette looked them over for a moment, something releasing, as if their appearance being fabricated was somehow easier to believe.
"You mean he did that to both of you?" She didn't seem quite certain how to finish the sentence. Kendra and Miette both nodded. Caden suddenly felt something else when she looked at him. She stared at him with a look of hunger, desire, interest. Suddenly, he had something she wanted. Suddenly, she was ignoring Kendra and Miette. "Can you do it to me, again? Will you do it to me again?"
Before I could answer her, Kendra reached out her hand to cut me off. "Caden, let me." She turned to Suzette. "He will, if you swear not to mention it to anyone. Remember, this is no small matter. If you do, we'll be back here, and he'll take it all away again."
"Of course, of course!" Suzette's mood perked up, as her eyes darted between them, not sure who she was striking a deal with. "What do I have to do?"
"Stand up, take off your shirt, and look sexy." Suzette looked skeptical for a moment, then she stood, with gusto, and pulled her shirt free. Her tits were actually quite pretty, athletic and firm, but they were not large. "Now, tell him what you want. How you would like to look."
"Really? That's it? Like, I want to be taller? and bigger boobs? I mean, not huge boobs, just, you know, bigger. You can do that?" She looked at me, this time with a mix of vulnerability and confusion. Like she couldn't believe what she was even saying. It wasn't very sexy, nothing was happening. A moment later she cross her arms awkwardly.
"Uhm. I can, but I need a little encouragement. At the restaurant you," I wasn't sure exactly how to explain that I had to be sexually excited. Plus, it was awkward to say with Kendra and Miette sitting on either side of me.
Miette finally saw a reason to speak up, "non non mon doux. I will take care of zhis." She reached over my shoulder, trapping my arm under her breast as she softly kissed my neck. I could feel hairs standing on end. "She is a good girl. Give her something. Big-ger teets." Somehow her French accent made everything sound more sexy. A moment later, she had my free hand, and was rubbing it against her impossibly firm tits.
Charged up by Miette, I could see the changes already occuring. The curve of the woman's breast became more pronounced, then depth appeared. A half minute later, she was staring down, gently touching herself in disbelief, the firm shapes just barely starting to touch on their own.
Kendra interjected, "That's plenty big Caden." Miette took the queue to stop pressing my hand into her luxurious tit before Kendra again addressed Suzette, "Do you want them that firm? or maybe a bit more natural..." From the nodding and ear-to-ear smile on Suzette's face, she didn't seem to want any changes. "You two and your faux implants," Kendra added with a hint of distaste. "Very well. And a little taller. And prettier." Kendra issued her direction with a sort of superiority that might have seemed smug if the whole situation wasn't so sexy.
Miette was licked my ear in between accented whispers, "plus grand. Taller. Magnifique." Her hand reached down to my crotch, a motion which caught Suzette's attention, but only for a moment. Then the words drove my mind, startling her as her body changed indescribably. Taller, yes, but it was much more than that. Her cheeks, shoulders, and arms changed -- losing any hint of mis-shape. A curve pulled into the side of her tummy as her body stretched, her legs and torso looking doubly slimmed. Then something small about her eyes changed from pretty, to piercingly sexy.
"Alright, enough," Kendra declared, but the new vision of beauty before me was too sexy, too much. The way her brown curls fell over such perfect tits, and her tall shape seeming taller by the moment. Plus the way her lip curled and her eyes trained on me felt like pure desire. She looked like she wanted me, hungrily. She gently squeezed her arms, only barely pressing her breasts together, but something about it was meant for me. Like she was trying to remind me I had been face down in those tits, and I could be again. She was now hyper-real, slender, tall, sexy, and some part of me wanted what she was offering.
I felt a hand turn my head aside, almost in slow motion. "Caden," Kendra offered with a hint of disapproval. "This is too much, too fast. Caden?" I must have been still caught in a trance. Then Kendra did something I didn't at all see coming, she slapped me, hard, across the face. It was a cold shock, but a moment later I could see why she'd done it. After the shock of the slap, I shook my head and took a clear look at what I'd done.
Suzette was not only as gorgeous as Kendra and Miette, in her own way, but she was now very tall -- no, down right statuesque. Miette stood, pulling me up off the couch. "Top vite? No no. Est purrr-fect." Miette's sarcastic response also expressing her personal attraction and admiration. Sometimes it seemed like Miette liked girls more than boys. This was one of those times.
By the time we were both alongside Suzette, I could really see why Kendra slapped me. She was easily six-foot-five, her chin almost above my eye-line. "Ohh my!" Suzette's surprise belied any concern or knowledge of being topless in front of us. "This is much too tall," she said with conflicted remorse. Meanwhile, her hand patted on the top of my head, her look astonished.
Miette, however, didn't seem too hurried about any sort of remedy. Instead, she gingerly reached her arm around Suzette, moving in closer, testing the waters. A wordless exchange welcomed her in. She seductively licked the top of a breast just below her lips, then a moment later pulled me in. "We we, you did well, Caden."
Kendra loudly cleared her throat, "hey you two, this is *not* the plan." Kendra grabbed my shoulder, pulling me away from the gravity of Suzette's new body. "Come on Caden. This is not fixing the problem. It has to be *reasonable*." I looked over at Suzette, her gorgeous form towering a foot over Miette. Both of their faces said they wanted to play, but Kendra was right. The whole point of this was to diffuse a situation, not throw gas on the flames.
I closed my eyes, inhaling, calming. It took a few moments before I felt the energy, and looked up to see Suzette's body calming, returning to a normal size. I stopped at just about Miette's height, trying to keep as much of her other changes in-tact as possible. She and Miette were still wrapped around each-other, the pouty looks on their faces flaunting how much of an opportunity I'd just passed up.
"Ohh bien. Une autre fois." Miette stepped away with a gesture of regret, like it was hard to pull herself away. Though after seeing the nasty look Kendra was still beaming at her, I wasn't surprised she'd given in. By the time Kendra had dragged me close to the front-door, the waitress had her shirt on and had hopped up to follow us. We all stood there for a moment.
"Thank you -so- much, Caden. You're secret, all of your secret, is safe with me. I won't breathe a -word- of it." She leaned in, giving me a hug, then stopping to look in my eyes. That piercing look. She was definitely telling me something. I wasn't sure exactly what, but I suspect this wasn't the last I would see her. Then she kissed me on the cheek. Before we could make it out the door, Miette snatched a cellphone she spotted on the counter. It must have been Suzette's. Her own phone buzzed a moment later from her having sent herself a message. Then the two of them exchanged an affectionate glance as we all walked out the door.
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Back at the car, I hopped in the front, and Kendra let her displeasure be known. "We could have done without your girl crush there Mimi. What kind of a relationship do you and Caden even have?" I turned, looking back at Mimi smirking in the back. "No, don't even answer that."