Flash

"This sunset is beautiful."

"It's so romantic, isn't it?"

"Yeah…I love you Jessica."

"I love you too, Steve"

Jessica rested her head on Steve's shoulder. The young couple had planned this date for weeks and now they were finally there. They had rented a boat for the evening and headed out to sea. With the Seattle skyline sitting behind them they stopped the boat to watch the sunset in front of them. A radio lay beside them, romantic music flowing over the water.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Jessica turned to Steve, "You look so cute in the moonlight."

He turned to her, leaned over and gave her a deep kiss. They embraced, ready to make love. Steve slowly unbuttoned Jessica's blouse. Neither of them noticed the radio fuzz out as they each kissed each other.

Jessica was lost in the moment but Steve was no longer returning the sentiments.

"Steve? What's wrong?" Jessica asked as she looked up.

Her mouth dropped.

The horizon had lit back up, as bright as before the sun had set. The only problem was that the sun wasn't there. They stared as a beam of bright light rose into the sky, piercing the blackness. Jessica looked up and watched as another beam of light tore through the air over the city and engulfed Seattle in pure white.

A shock wave of light radiated outward.

"Oh my god…" Was all Jessica could get out.

Steve reacted quickly and grabbed Jessica, shielding her. A wave of light washed over the boat for a split second, then vanished. As the couple got up, they saw no sign of the light that had just hit them or the city.

"What the hell was that?" Steve asked no one in particular.

"I have no idea." Jessica's voice sounded scared, "I just want to go back."

Steve nodded his head and headed over to start the engine back up while Jessica rebuttoned her shirt. The radio began to crackle again and then tuned back into the signal. The local radio news was on now, even though they weren't supposed to be on for another couple of hours.

"(crackle)(fuzz)…are just tuning in to us now, we are receiving reports from throughout the city of a sudden burst of pure light hitting all across western King County. We are unsure as to the cause at this point but there have been a large amount of accidents reported as a result of the light. According to some calls, radio and television signals were lost some time earlier and for some time following the burst of light. The local police and rescue crews are responding to these accidents and we will keep you informed as the story develops."

Jessica sighed and absent-mindedly readjusted her bra, "So I didn't just imagine that light."

Steve was at the wheel now, steering the boat back to land. Jessica rested back on the towel they had put out. She rubbed her face with her hands and as she did so, she felt an uncomfortable tightness in her bra when she lifted her arms.

She lowered her arms back down and rubbed her breasts, "Arg! Stupid bra! What else could go wrong with this date!?"

As if on cue, her bra seemed to tighten again. She reached back and undid the clasp, figuring that it wouldn't matter whether she had it on or not. She pulled it out of her shirt and examined it. Her eyebrows furled as she saw that the clasps were all bent and stretched.

"What the hell is wrong with this damn thing?"

"Having problems back there?" Steve called over.

"No, no. I'm fine." Jessica said back, "Just a wardrobe malfunction."

Curiosity got the better of Steve and he turned to look. He saw Jessica sitting there, holding her bra, looking it over. A smile crept across his face.

"What's that for?"

"I don't know, it suddenly started feeling tight so I took it off," Jessica raised her bra to show him, "When I checked it, the clasps were all screwy. It's like it shrank."

"Or maybe your boobs are still growing," Steve joked.

Jessica grinned, "Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"Hey, you know me. I'm a breast man."

"A little too much of one, if you ask…oof!"

Jessica's reply was cut short by a sudden jarring from the boat and a loud screeching sound. Steve almost fell but caught the rail in time. He turned around to check out what happened.

"Oops…"

"What?"

"Forgot to stop the boat before we got into port."

The boat had continued, unsupervised, into the dock at the marina. A large gash appeared in the hull but the boat was caught on the dock and wasn't sinking. Steve sat back in the captain's chair, relieved that they would only have to pay for the repairs, not an entire new boat.

"Holy shit!" Jessica's cry caused Steve to whirl around.

Jessica was holding her breasts through her shirt. Steve couldn't quite tell in the dim light from the lamp on deck but her breasts almost looked larger. Jessica was eyeing them up and down, hefting them every few seconds. She had a worried look on her face.

"S'matter? Shirt too tight now?"

"No…I mean…not yet…err…I don't know. I fell on my tits when we crashed so I checked them. They're bigger now, "Jessica's face was flushed, "At first I thought they were just a little swollen. Now I'm not sure. They don't feel all that sore," She rubbed them to prove it, "I think they might be…growing!"

"What? How's that possible?" Steve now had an obvious erection, "I mean, I guess they do look a little bigger but growing?"

"Yeah, they're even bigger now! They are definitely growing. I don't know how…they just ARE!" She reached up and cupped a breast, "Oh man, my shirt is getting tight. I don't know how much bigger I'm going to get!"

Steve was torn between his overwhelming urge to relieve himself at the sight of what was unfolding in front of him and his sense of duty to his girlfriend. His love for her finally overcame whatever urges he had.

"Look, I think we should get you to a doctor. Maybe get you looked at," He grabbed her arm and pulled her up.

"Alright. Ahh! This shirt is getting really tight."

The two grabbed the lantern and walked off the now-ruined boat and down the dock. Steve stopped by the rental hut first. The middle-aged couple that ran the place was nice enough so he figured he should pay them before they left. When he got to the hut, he saw the hut was closed and the lights were off. There was a piece of paper on the door with something scribbled on it. He raised the lantern and read the message: 'Sorry to all boaters but due to a medical emergency involving my wife, we are closed until further notice. All returning boaters do not have to pay. Just sign out on the paper to the right.'

Steve quickly grabbed the pen and wrote down his contact information. Just as he put the pen down, he heard a popping sound and a yelp from behind him. He turned and saw Jessica standing there, clutching the top of her shirt. The shirt itself looked much tighter than before and Jessica's breasts looked like they were at least double their original size. Steve realized he had to hurry. He ran back to Jessica and grabbed her hand. They hurried to Steve's pickup and he helped her get in. He slid into the driver's seat and started it up.

He heard another pop, followed by a couple pinging sounds. He looked over and could see that the top two buttons on her blouse had popped off and massive gaps had formed between the few that remained. Breast flesh poured over the top and her breasts were now visibly growing.

Steve threw the truck into reverse and the tires squealed as he backed out. He headed out of the parking lot and into the streets. Now the full extent of what was happening began to take hold.

Most of the street was deserted but the sidewalks were filled with people. Most of the women were standing around or sitting and all of them looked like they were having the same problem Jessica was. Young and old, all of them had breast of varying sizes. Most of them had lost their shirts or were barely clinging to the remains of them.

The men were mainly standing around in a daze or helping some of the women out. A few of the guys didn't look all that helpful and were stealing gropes or mouthing off at some of the women. The few children present were with their parents as they struggle to understand what was going on.

Steve reached over and flicked on the radio as another one of Jessica's buttons popped off. As he surfed through the stations, Jessica got fed up and started trying to undo her buttons. Unfortunately, her shirt was far too tight by now and she couldn't get a good grip on the buttons. Her breasts had to be at least the size of basketballs, maybe more. The remnants of her shirt finally gave way as Steve found a news station that was still broadcasting, and they bounced about in the pale moonlight.

"…Once again, this is an actual broadcast of the Emergency Broadcast System. We are currently having difficulty ascertaining as to what exactly is happening all over the Greater Seattle Area today. Seattle Police Chief Derek Murdock is here to give you an update."

Steve turned onto another long, empty street on his way to the hospital.

"Alright folks, from what we have been able to gather so far, the women of the city are experiencing some sort of effect from the burst of light or energy that we experienced earlier in the day. Apparently, this column of energy has caused most women within the age range of 16 to 50 or so to gradually experience growth in the area of their chests."

Steve turned another corner, the hospital was only a short distance away. Jessica's breasts were already sitting in her lap by now and growing quite quickly.

Out the window, women were showing the same rate of growth. Many of them were pinned to the ground by the new weight from their growing mammaries. Others were being helped along by groups of men and younger, teenaged girls. Steve noted that none of them seemed to have experienced any growth.

"At least whoever did this isn't a pedophile," Steve remarked.

Jessica was in tears now, "I'd like to get my hands on whoever did this. Well, if I could get my hands around THESE!" Jessica began to sob even more. Her breasts had reached the dashboard already.

"Don't worry, it will be alright."

The radio returned with another broadcast, "This is the Emergency Broadcast System. Police Chief Derek Murdock is here to explain the situation."

"Everyone, unfortunately, we must ask people not to go to any hospitals. They are filling with people that the unaffected doctors and nurses cannot treat. Given the situation, if the hospitals continue to fill up then the growth many women are experiencing may soon cause serious problems. We ask that everyone remain calm. Exit any structures you may be in and head outside. Get to a large, open area, such as a park or intersection. Stay until the growth stops. Please do not panic."

Steve's head lowered and the truck stopped, "Shit. Now what?"

"We have to get out the truck, I have no more room!" Jessica's new girth had all but filled what little space was left. She had moved her seat back to give herself room to breathe.

Steve looked over and saw how bad the situation was getting. He nailed the gas pedal and swerved into the closest intersection. He shut the truck off, got out and ran around to Jessica's door. He swung the door open a grabbed her right breast. He pulled and she pushed and after a couple tries, she was out. She fell to the ground, breasts first. She landed with a loud *fwap* and let out a moan.

"You alright?"

"As alright as I can be right now. *Sniff*" Jessica was now almost standing upright, her breasts reaching to her chin already, "When will this stop?"

"I don't know, hon. I don't know."

Steve scanned the area. The intersection was in absolute chaos. Several cars had collided at the other end of the intersection. An older woman was resting against one of them, tears streaming down her face as her breasts surpassed the size of even her car. On the corner, a group of guys was struggling to pull another woman's breasts through the door of a restaurant. As Steve watched, the doorframe began to buckle as the young blonde's mams outgrew the available space. The group of men saw the wall begin to crumble and backed off. The young woman screamed as the wall toppled over, covering her breasts in dust and rubble.

Mounds of breast flesh of all colours lined the sidewalk and roads. Steve watched one Asian woman's breasts slowly creep forward. A little girl, whom he assumed was her daughter, was comforting the woman. The woman seemed to wince as a loud creaking sound filled the air, barely audible over the commotion. He began to think she might pop and his face suddenly turned to fear as he wondered if the same thing might happen to Jessica as well. Fortunately, this was not the case as a violent clanking sound shredded through the noise and a fire hydrant flew out from beneath the front of her left breast. Water shot up from beneath the front of her boob, drenching them both. The water made her massive mammaries glisten in the moonlight.

Steve's attention was once again diverted as he heard Jessica cry out, "Oh god, oh no. Steve, get the truck out the way!"

He turned and saw Jessica was now forced to stand upright, her breasts only feet from the truck and closing fast. Steve's brain jumped into overdrive and he dashed to the truck. He grabbed the driver's side door and swung it open.

"Ow! What the hell are you doing?" Jessica cried out as the door hit her advancing breast.

Steve squeezed into the driver's seat and turned the key. The engine revved for a couple seconds as Jessica's left tit reached the truck. The truck began to lean back as her breasts poured over the truck's bed. He slammed his foot on the gas pedal and the back wheels squealed. The front tires had been lifted of the ground and the suspension was cracking under the pressure. His foot pressed down with all the strength he could muster but Jessica's breasts pressed harder. Several guys ran over to help and were pushing the truck, trying to get it out.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The suspension snapped and the bed buckled under the weight. The front wheels returned to the ground but they didn't help. A hubcap popped off and rolled into another woman's minivan-sized breasts.

"Get out! Hurry!" The guys who had run over to help were now backing away,

"Quickly! Her tits are gonna crush your truck!"

The cab's roof began to cave in and the driver's side window shattered. All Steve could see out the now-destroyed window was the pink skin of his girlfriend's ever-growing mammaries. He realized that staying there was not a good idea. The cab collapsed further as he slid onto the passenger's seat. The roof continued to drop and he had to duck his head so as not to hit it. The passenger's-side door crashed open and Steve rolled out. He got out just in time as the roof collapsed and the truck was crushed beneath Jessica's growing girth.

As he lay on the ground, he was surprised once again. The entire area was once again awash in white light. He couldn't see anything. It seemed almost like everything had disappeared, yet he could still hear screams and shouting from everyone around him. But, just like before, the light vanished again.

Jessica rubbed her eyes, her voice still weak from crying, "There's that light again."

"The guys on the radio said that it might have caused all this, right?"

"Yeah, why?" Jessica's face was drenched with tears but she finally looked like she had calmed down.

"Then, maybe…" Steve's voice trailed off.

Jessica looked confused, "What?"

"They stopped! They're not growing anymore!"

Jessica suddenly came to that realization herself, "You-you're right!" Jessica was ecstatic, "YES! Thank you god!"

"Come to think of it, I think they're shrinking!" Steve's eyes narrowed as he looked closer, then opened wide again, "They are! Maybe that last blast of light reversed the growing."

"God, I hope so, I don't know how I could go through life like this."

Sure enough, everyone throughout the intersection was coming to this same realization. Women began to cry tears of joy as they saw their breasts returning to normal. A few of them almost looked disappointed.

The young Asian woman's daughter suddenly burst with joy, "Mommy! They're stopping!" and hugged her mother as best as she could.

The crushed remains of Steve's truck were slowly revealed as Jessica's chest shrank. The thing was an absolute wreck. Steve looked glum as he realized he would have to get a new truck.

Soon, the shrinking began to slow. Most women were still the size of beachballs, some more, others less. As they slowly continued to shrink most women were finally able to reach around their overgrown chests again.

The shrinking eventually ground to a halt. Steve examined the women in the area, 'Huh, most of them can't have returned to the original sizes. Nobody looks smaller than a D-cup!' he thought to himself.

He looked back at Jessica. He was left astounded. Her tits were still each the size of basketballs. They sat out in open, for all the world to see, the remains of her blouse draped across her shoulders. Her eyes were still wet from the crying and she had gotten up. She stood there looking like a breast man's wet dream come true.

"Let's go home," was all he could think to say as he wrapped his arm around her waist and led her down the road.

Offshore

"What we are hearing on the radios says that the firings were successful, Generale."

"Good, very good."

The radioman looked up, "What do we do now, Generale?"

"We shall see," he raises his head and looks out at the ocean, "We shall see."