Laine licked her lips after drinking her latest experiment. It was a bit too minty for her tastes. Still, however, the results were promising. In less than a minute, her breasts, formerly just about head-sized, now hung proudly down her front and down below her waist. Though her dress was now ruined, she would be able to buy plenty more... should she get the formula to work the way she wanted.
"Now let's see if we can find a way to make these permanent," she muttered to herself, before pausing. "Note to self: stop talking to yourself before you turn into a mad scientist!"
|Story by mach.kick|
|Artwork by Altercomics-Churin|
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