Candy

Nathan turned the page of the magazine as he settled into his seat in the center of the couch.  Leaning to the side, he reached for the half-empty bowl of chocolate-covered candy, picking up a few and popping them into his mouth.  The chocolate was rich and the inside, whatever it was, was soft and bitter, the combination of which was strange but not unpleasant.

Maria, meanwhile, was puttering about, passing by every so often as she busied herself.  As Nathan munched away on the candy he looked up at her, and as their eyes met he saw her familiar mischievous smile before she disappeared from sight again.

He turned a page and was halfway through the article he was reading when his chest began tingling.  He plucked at his shirt, hoping that would fix the problem, only to suddenly find it a bit more snug.  Some movement at the bottom of his field of vision caught his attention, and as he looked down at himself he noticed the gradual growth of something different beneath his shirt.  Or rather, two somethings.

He tossed the magazine aside and reached down, cupping them.  They were soft and full with a bit of weight to them, easily filling his palms, then overfilling them as they continued to swell.  His shirt grew tight and, knowing what would happen lest he not act, he pulled the bottom up over them.  The hem caught on his nipples, lifting them up slightly before they slid loose, bobbing briefly before coming to rest.  He left his shirt bunched up on top of them as they, unconfined, continued their steady growth towards basketball size and beyond, pushing out and down towards his navel.

He knew what they were and what was happening; he just didn't know why it was happening to him.  Though he could guess. "That wasn't European candy, was it?"

Maria shook her head as she rounded the corner, stopping in front of him.  "Nope.  It was breast enhancement supplements dipped in chocolate."

"Oh."

"Hand-made chocolate."

"It's good."

"Thank you." She looked down at his newfound assets, the bottoms of which were beginning to touch his lap. "I'm actually kind of surprised something happened."

"So am I.  But you should've warned me ahead of time."

"Hey know." She knelt in front of him, genuinely concerned. "Have I ever done anything with you that I knew would hurt you?"

"No."

"That's right.  It's something I wanted to try out with you, but just think of it as an April Fool's prank."

"It's not April Fool's anymore."

"I know, but it's still April, and it's no fun if people expect it." Maria looked him over; by now Nathan's chest was covering his thighs, pinning them down with their weight. "So how is it?"

"It's... different.  When I'm inflated I feel tense and light, and I can feel the air inside of me, but this is..." Nathan tried wrapping his arms around his breasts as best he could, giving them a squeeze. "It's soft and heavy, and it's a part of me; my body is getting bigger and not just filling up with something."

"Can I touch them?"

Nathan blinked. "I... sure, go ahead."

Maria spread her arms and gently pressed her fingers into his chest, slowly running them across his skin, feeling him grow beneath her hands.  She marveled at their size, watching and touching as, within moments, they swelled to the point where each would have taken up a single seat on the couch on their own, still growing.  Taking one of his thick nipples in each hand she gently rubbed them, smiling as she elicited a moan from Nathan. "Feel good?"

"Mmm, yeah.  But I could swear that it made them grow faster."

She clucked her teeth. "That's just an old wives' tale."

"I'm being serious."

A smile spread across her face. "Really." She resumed her massaging, watching in bemusement as his chest grew faster, inching out and up, bit by bit until they took up the entire couch, blocking Nathan's body from view and hanging precariously over the edge of the seats.

So caught up in what she was doing, Maria nearly failed to register Nathan's concerned voice or his futile attempts to reach over the tops of his breasts and hold them back. "Maria! I'm too big!"

"You're what?  Are you okay?"

"No, I'm gonna-"

Maria's eyes widened as Nathan loomed over her, and she scrambled out of the way as the weight of his boobs pulled him forward off the couch.  His massive mammaries hit the floor, a wobble running through them as the rest of Nathan landed on top, arms spread across their surface.

"...fall."

She crawled over; even though he was lying down and she was on her hands and knees, she still had to look up to look him in the eyes. "You okay?  No bruises?"

"No, I landed on something soft."

"No kidding."

He laughed. "You know, I didn't think you were into this."

She shrugged. "Neither did I."