Morning Delight, Epilogue

"I'll be back soon, honey," he had said. "He said he can reverse it...he just needs time to make more." He gulped, looking at her one last time. "A lot more..."

'More' rang in her head once more, though the tone of it was far different before. She thought back to earlier that morning, when all she could think of was 'more.' More of that formula. More...

Oh, she had gotten more, all right. His friend made more and brought it that afternoon, but he also brought a warning: "Be careful- I'm not sure if there are any side effects or other potential reactions." But she didn't care! And, well, neither did he, really. 

"I'll call you if anything happens," he had replied. "You have antidote, right?"

"Yep. I have some at home...enough for what you're doing."

"I'll come by later." And once his friend was gone, the horny couple resumed their earlier 'activities.' She downed vial after vial of formula, her lust forcing her to abandon all caution, and her tits grew bigger and bigger...and finally stopped. As if to signal the end of the massive growth, the bed caved in under her weight with a metallic clank, jolting both of them from their post-coital haze.

"Oh God!" she giggled. She was positively massive 'then.' Each breast was roughly 10 feet in diameter, round, creamy globes of warm, slick flesh.

"Wow," he muttered. "I think..." he wheezed "I think we're good...honey, how do you feel?"

"Great," she said. "Oooh, a little warm. These things are like ovens."

And that was when noticed it- it was subtle, but it was becoming apparent that the formula wasn't finished. "Um...baby?"

She knew it, too. Her eyes grew almost as large as her breasts were at that moment, and desperately fighting back her increasing sexual desires, she moaned her realization: "I'm still growing!"

Like balloons hooked to the most powerful fire hose, her titties inflated to ridiculous proportions (more ridiculous than they already were?), surpassing all rational ideas ever held by her boyfriend of how big boobs could get. Furniture shattered, walls creaked, glass crackled, and within minutes, her tits filled the entire room. 'Nice knowing you, bedroom!' she thought again, and sighed.

Her boyfriend had barely escaped the destruction, wanting so much to tackle those boobies once more and ride the wave despite two mind-blowing orgasms, but thankfully, he had made it out of the bedroom door. He stared at one darkened, full nipple and salivated. That was when he thought of it- he'd enjoy it, later...

And now, she remained; he had gotten clothes and left to get the antidote, not knowing he'd need it so soon. All she could do now was survey the enormous, almost planetary mass of her titanic tits, resting an elbow on the cartoonish amount of flesh. She briefly though of clothes never fitting...maybe tarps? A circus tent? But then another thought:

She could get more formula...somehow, some way. And next time, they'd find a nice, secluded place. A field, maybe. Somewhere she didn't have to worry about crushing herself or destroying property. Oh, yes...the sky would become the literal limit!

"More," she whispered, feeling the pulse of her sex reply to her mind. "More..."

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So, I thought that since Hitomi got an epilogue sort of end, Noelle should, too! Thanks to for this truly awe-inspiring morph of a totally gigantic Noelle Easton!