Grow Them: A Feminization Breast Growth Story

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It’s traditionally called a Chi Massage, and if you do it with an organic oil specifically designed to enhance your figure, you cannot go wrong! I just add this massage to my nightly beauty routine and voila– let the oil go to work overnight in an old t-shirt, braless! It’s miraculous! Also, many of the herbs in the oil I use protect against breast cancer and don’t increase estrogen levels in your body, which is a concern with other formulas. I like to do my massage after the shower and before bed. It’s relaxing to do and it’s very exciting to wake up to real results in the morning! WHAT IF I HAVE BIG BOOBS ALREADY? Well then, Mortal Chi… as punishment for desecrating my holy ground and for stealing my possession, I shall curseth you.” I take these capsules twice a day. This natural herb has been useful in regulating the production of estrogen and can play a very useful role in breast enlargement. The roots and extracts of this herb are responsible for this desirable effect. Breast tissue health is also improved by consuming these herbal products.

Vines and flowers sprang from under Chi and shoved the crevice wide open above her, letting her escape.Once I started incorporating this method into my nightly routine, I saw serious results overnight. That’s why I am SO passionate about it! When I receive them, I smear a little clear silicone rubber where the seal joins the plastic, and let it dry for 24hrs of course – just so the soft rubbery seals don’t slip off. It’s important to lubricate the breast with something like Vitamin E or sorbolene cream, so that it slides easily over the flesh as it’s drawn up. Stacy instantly wakes up and tries to shove Katy away. Stacy continues to try and push, but Katys' new weight is overbearing compared to her small size. It’s probably fair to say that those of us in a FLR who dress daily have discussed the idea of having breasts. These discussions are a bit of a playful tease but there is an element of seriousness too because we know our feminisation has stepped up a notch when the idea becomes appealling. Needless to say the reality of it hits home when we know that because of family, friends and other real life commitments having breasts is not something that would be easy to conceal. Still though the thought of having a real cleavage in a pretty half cup bra to show off in a low cut dress is ever present when I put on my breast forms and imagine how things should be. But there is a difference in how I feel about my bust whether I am at home where my wife knows what’s in my bra and some of the outings I have had. I started to cut my stomach in frustration, and began to lash out. People thought I was a slut because I had large breasts?

Here goes…” she took a deep breath and extended her hand from beyond the boulder’s cover. “Ignis vocare!” A fireball no larger than her palm shot from her hand and collided into the dynamite pile at incredible speed. Then The Breasts came. By the end of seventh grade I was wearing a 32-DD bra and still bird-skinny though my hips were starting to grow minutely.The more effort Verda Edok puts into domestication, the more complicated and difficult her floret seems to become. Will she be able to leverage her charge's attitude and unsettling tendencies into progress or will she be forced to use the easy solution to her problems? Second part of the Cellulose and Steel series of works set in the HDG universe. Series

Night and day. Literally. From less-than-zero cleavage to proudly filling out my new bras and bikinis (which I am now thrilled to shop for!) 🙂 You can even see that my old bras now leave marks on my skin because they are so tight! And I’m not the only one. Leaving our 20’s can feel like a liberating time in our life. We leave behind our insecurities of where we think we should be in our lives and instead embrace a new sense of confidence, looking forward to the exciting challenges that lie ahead. There's not much actual bimbofication in the story, most of it has already happened, and it offers a glimpse of how she's progressed and how the setting has become sluttier and pinker and dumber. Enjoy! Language: English Words: 3,449 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 2 Kudos: 47 Bookmarks: 14 Hits: 4,283 Dr. T noticed that I look happier. We talked about Mary and my sex life. Mary finally gave in and let me wear a bra. She kept the lights out, because she said it was weird, but we had a fantastic evening of sex. Dr. T seemed pretty smug - like she wanted to say "I told you so" to Mary and I. It still seems wrong, though. While it was fun, it still seemed like something was missing. Doc said she'll help both of us, if these kinds of fantasies are what I really want. I felt kind of weird when she said that. It's like she thinks this is perfectly normal. We had another joint session today. After talking at length about our sex life, Doc raised the issue of the male breast growth. Mary didn't get upset, which surprised me. It was almost like she was expecting Doc to talk about it. I don't know what to think - are they conspiring to convince me to grow tits? Or am I being paranoid because I have this weird fantasy? In either case, now about one in twenty-five men have it. And that's in spite of the chemical ban the government enacted. It seems the stuff was too good, and got into everything before they found the problem. The ban seems to be a bit late, and more guys are ending up with tits. They say we can expect as many as one in ten guys to eventually grow breasts. I guess a part of me is thrilled by the thought that I could be one of those, while another part is horrified by the prospect of being some kind of weirdo.I finally admitted to Dr. T that I had a bra that I wear when Mary is out. Because she's an engineer, she travels quite a bit, so I have a lot of opportunity to play like I have breasts. She asked what I did for breasts, and I said I fill water balloons to simulate tits. It was embarrassing, but it was also kind of a relief to get it out. She didn't seem surprised, though. I admitted that I even tried sewing a blouse to fit me with the huge boobs. It was a disaster, and I had to get rid of evidence before Mary got home from one trip. Doc told me that cross-dressing fantasies aren't unusual, or a cause for shame. I don't think I believe her - it seems so ... perverted! But I was really relieved that she didn't insist I tell Mary and she didn't laugh or anything. I don't really know how I feel — I have to admit that dressing up in lingerie is really exciting, but at the same time, I feel ashamed of myself, like I'm less than a man. I don't know what to do. And Doc hasn't been too helpful — maybe I was hoping she'd tell me to throw away the clothes and never get any again. Anyway, I finally asked her for the anti-depressants. Sometimes I just feel like I can't handle things. I love Mary, but the whole boob thing seems to be spiraling out of control, and I'm afraid that I'll lose her if I don't do something. As time went on, I remained confident but still a bit envious, feeling left out whenever my friends were having conversations that I couldn't be a part of. They'd say things like, "I can't run, it huuuurts!" I wanted to know that feeling! (It also sounded like a great excuse to get out of gym). Even complaints like, "I can't sleep on my stomach anymore…" and "He wouldn't stop staring at my boobs" made me – you guessed it – want boobs. And yes, that includes those that aren't outwardly inhuman. Bdubs and Etho, at least, are able to retain their minds.

Okay okay! You don’t have to yell at me!” The figure pat down Chi’s fit physique. “Oh… um… please forgiveth me. It seems I was mistaken. I must have slept through the alarm… again.” Visualising how our breasts might change over the years can be the hardest part. With that in mind, we are going to take a look at the changes your breasts may experience, whatever your age. Boobs in your early 20s I am new to starting these things, and I am terrible at writing. But I know what turns me on and have lots of ideas, so we'll see how this goes. Just as when Chi was going to start singing her favorite ballad for the 20th time, a small, pale figure flew towards her. “Eh…?” Chi squinted at it. I barely fit an A-cup in high school. I used to wish on every star I saw in the sky that I would be blessed with an ample chest, that I could fill out a shirt without two spare pieces of fabric hanging over where my breasts were meant to be. I wanted boobs so badly that I started referring to them as my "hope chest," because I thought if I hoped hard enough they would suddenly just blossom.Xion shows Sora a swelling new kind of magic as she uses it to strengthen their bond together. Contains male and female butt expansion and hot dogging, do NOT read if you are under 18! We're so entrenched in that snips ‘n snails bullshit, that we can't accept bodies which don't fall on either extreme of the gender continuum. Transgender men and women encounter these attitudes in direct, and sometimes life-threatening ways. And, given the misogyny that pervades our society, these pressures are even harder for women and girls, whether they're cisgender or transgender. Their bodies are hated and desired in equal measure. When my bully grabbed my breasts and called me "Tits," he was taking what he wanted. He was also reminding me that I was no better than a girl. I was beneath him.