This is a story I commissioned from burstgirl. A forewarning, Its darker than my usual material and contains normal women rather than balloon-women.
Kelly marched down the street towards her workplace, her new breasts bouncing heavily in her sports bra. She’d deliberately chosen a more reinforced bit of clothing to smooth down her new enhancements, wearing a loose long sleeved t shirt over the top that concealed a lot of the extra curvature on her. Wearing a thin pair of jeans and having just had her hair done, she felt every bit the woman she always should have been. She walked into the main atrium and moved through the scanners at the front desk. As she passed through, she heard a soft alarm and paused as two guards stepped in front of her. “Sorry Miss Ford, you’ll have to come with us.” “What is it?” She asked. “The Scanner picked something up, you know how it is, we have to wait for you to be verified to come in.”
Kelly sat on the chair, leaning over the desk in front of her to conceal the curves in her shirt. The room was plain and white, the walls made of shiny acrylic, nothing in the room but the chair and the table she was now sat at. The door opposite opened and a man and woman entered the room, each of them carrying a briefcase.
“Miss Ford?” The man asked. Kelly nodded.
“I’m Officer Rede,” He said, “This is Officer Niphic, Size Police.”
“I haven’t done anything,” Kelly leaned back, folding her arms over her breasts, the movement unintentionally causing them to bulge at the sides. “I’m sure you haven’t,” The woman smiled and set her briefcase on the table, “We just need to make a few tests and then you can be on your way.” “Alright,” Kelly nodded, “What’s the test?” “Just stand up with your arms at your sides and turn all the way around.” The woman said, opening the briefcase and placing a scanner on the table.
Kelly stood with her hands at her side and turned as the machine scanned her.
“It looks as if you’ve had a half litre increase in each breast since last week,” Niphic looked down at the results.
“The acceptable limit is 600, I checked,” Kelly folded her arms over her chest.
“600 including all parts of the breast,” Niphic shook her head, “You already had reasonable sized breasts before you pumped them up, you’re now at 750, which is beyond the acceptable limits for this building.”
“Shit,” Kelly frowned, sitting down, “So what happens now?” “You know what happens now,” Rede sighed, “Come on Miss Ford, we’re just doing our jobs.” “Can’t you get me off?” Kelly looked up at him, putting her hands down to her waist and smoothing the material there, the movement pulling the soft cotton tight over her full boobs, “I’d be happy to get you off in return.” “We’re just doing our job,” Niphic repeated, “Please take your shirt off.” Kelly reached down, slowly pulling her shirt upwards, feeling it catch on the larger protrusions as she wriggled out of it and sat, looking up at the two officers. “Alright,” Rede opened his briefcase and laid out the tools on the table, “The punishment for this sort of size violation is a single shot of NX1 in each breast, after which, you’re free to go about your business.” “And what does that do?” Kelly looked up at them both. “You’ll feel hotter, then tighter, and usually, wetter, and then it’s over.” Niphic nodded. “I heard that you burst women who break the size laws.” Kelly realised her heart was beating faster as she contemplated what was going to happen to her. “No, that’s a fiction,” Rede shook his head, fixing an ampoule of clear liquid to an auto injector, “It isn’t what we do at all.” “Would you like some pads?” Niphic asked Kelly “What for?” Kelly asked “Some women start to leak quite heavily with his particular treatment,” Niphic nodded, “A small pad on each breast usually stops the leaking till the treatment is finished.” “Yes please,” Kelly nodded, taking the pads. “Alright,” Rede turned the auto injector around and passed it to Kelly, “One shot in each breast, you know where you’re most sensitive, so you get to place it.” “I just put it to me and push?” Kelly took the injector and looked at the small needle on the end of it. “Once in each breast,” Rede nodded.
Kelly took in a deep breath and eased her left breast out of her bra, pumping the shot in underneath, then taking her right breast out and doing the same. She put the injector back on the table and slipped her breast back into her bra, putting the pads Niphic had given her over her nipples.
“That’s it?” Kelly looked up. “We just have to wait here till we know the shot is taking effect,” Rede nodded, “And you can be on your way.” “You can put your shirt back on now,” Niphic said. Kelly struggled to fit her shirt back over her breasts, now feeling hot and tight. She paused for a second to look at them, no longer pale and heavy with a natural shape to them, but full, her whole chest and breasts turning a deeper red as the mix started to work on her. She pulled hard and the shirt slid down her torso, her breasts ballooning into the material now, making it absolutely skin tight as she sat and squirmed in the chair. “I don’t understand,” Kelly moaned softly as she put her hands up to her overfull shirt, gently cupping the large mounds of flesh, her tongue flickering out to moisten her lips as she breathed deep. “How can making me bigger be a punishment?.
“Oh, you won’t be bigger for long,” Niphic packed away the rest of her gear. “What do you mean?” Kelly asked “Well, you’ll get bigger till your boobs can’t contain the mix anymore, then you explode, and we’ll clean up the room afterwards.” “What?” Kelly looked down, her eyes going wide as her breasts got harder, tighter, the pressure increasing as her shirt started to strain, “I thought you said that you don’t burst women who break the law?” “We don’t,” Rede shrugged, “We give you the injector, you shoot yourself up, and then you burst, it’s not us doing it, that would be murder, this is justice.” “How…How big will I get?” Kelly looked down at her swelling chest, her mouth opening as she started to breath heavily “Varies, woman to woman,” Niphic shrugged, “Seen some big girls end up looking like they’ve got weather balloons on their chest, but most girls get to basketball sized before they burst, some women don’t burst, they just close their eyes and let it finish them.” “How can you tell what’s going to happen?” Kelly asked, her mind still not accepting what was going to happen to her. “Take your shirt off again and we’ll tell you,” Rede motioned to her chest.
Kelly pulled at the shirt, struggling to get it over the big hard balloons, unable to pull it far enough to get it clear. “Can you help me?” She looked up at Niphic. “Sure…” Niphic moved behind Kelly and reached down, taking her shirt in a firm grasp, “Just hold on to the chair so I can pull this over.” Kelly hung on to the chair as she felt her breasts getting heavier, the pressure now enough to cause her breathing to become shallow. Niphic pulled hard, the shirt squashing Kelly’s breasts down as Niphic slipped it over the top, leaving it pooled around Kelly’s neck. Rede leaned forwards, taking a closer look.
“She’s nippling,” Rede nodded. “You sure?” Niphic asked. Rede gestured to Kelly’s bra, where two long indentations were pushing insistently against the thick material, the outline of the pads now evident as the tips started to darken. “What does that mean?” Kelly looked between them. “You’re going to burst,” Niphic nodded, sliding her finger down into Kelly’s overstuffed bra. “How can you tell?” Kelly asked, feeling the heat now spreading through her chest as she started to pant, her breasts now pulling her forwards. “If a girls nipple gets bigger, it’s because her breasts have reached capacity,” Rede nodded, “Then she gets huge nipples, and then when there’s no space left.” He shrugged, mimicking an explosion. “There’s got to be something I can do,” Kelly strained as she felt her bra cutting into her back. “Pressure on your breasts speeds things up,” Niphic shrugged, tapping Kelly’s bra, “The only time I’ve seen someone survive this, she was barechested.” Kelly reached down to the twin jellies on her front, feeling the pressure on the clasp between her breasts. “Just a second,” Niphic moved around to the back of Kelly, “I don’t want to be in front when you set those loose…” Kelly moaned softly as she popped the clasp, her hands fleeing to the heavy red balloons of her breasts, wincing as she felt the pressure releasing for a second.
Only a second.
Kelly groaned as she staggered upright, her hands clasped over her huge stiff nipples, her mouth slightly open as she panted, feeling the weight increasing as she started to bend in the middle. A click sounded behind her and she turned to see the door closing, looking back as the table moved backwards to see the hole in the floor, almost like a plug hole. Kelly looked back up to the door, her back arching, her mouth opening in a silent scream as she closed her eyes and the pressure became too much.
Outside the door, Rede and Niphic listened as the wet detonation signalled the end of their prisoner. Rede opened the door to see Kelly laid against the far wall where the explosion had blown her, nothing remaining of her chest but a sloppy red ruin, the liquids dripping down into the plug in the middle of the room. He nodded and closed the door. “She’s done, activate the sprinklers and we’ll clean her up when the room is clear.”