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I must issue the following disclaimer: This contains elements of adult content, including inflation, weight gain, nudity and the like. If that’s not your thing, that’s okay, just don’t read on, push the back button and carry on with life.

Here's a one with a short story, with a picture! The picture was morphed by me as well. Hope you enjoy it.

Sophie was a typical 18 year old girl. She was in her final year at school and was well liked. She was kind, funny and good company. She did also have the largest bust in the student body, which was in her favour.

One Monday afternoon Sophie was on her way home from the shops when she stopped outside a strange little shop. Despite having walked past it millions of times in her life she was sure she’d never seen it before. The dried, faded paint suggested it had been there for decades.

Inside it was full of trinkets and charms. On the counter sat a silver digital camera. Sophie’s camera had recently broken, so a new one was in order.

“You don’t want that!” an old man called as he shambled through from a back room.

“What?” Sophie asked, taken by surprise by the old man. The sign next to the camera said “Free, please take. Warning; defective.”

The old man smiled. “Sorry to startle you, but you don’t want that camera my girl. The instruction manual is an absolute must, and this one is missing the important parts. Please, don’t take it.”

“Eh, okay,” she replied with a slight frown.

As soon as the old man turned away, Sophie lifted the camera and its box and left a £10 note on the counter. She didn’t think it was right to take the camera for free, even if it was missing the instructions.

-/-

It was later that night before Sophie got round to looking at the camera again. She lifted the instructions and read the description of the camera.

“ Pic-X 9900: With 3 dozen modes you can modify any picture to your desire. Simply take a picture of a person’s best assets to enhance or reduce them. Simply print picture to see effect.”

All the pages with the different modes were missing, as were all the usual boring warnings about the flash and the way to treat the batteries and so on and on and on….

Sophie smiled at the idea and went to her mirror. She turned on the camera and lifted it to take a picture of herself, but she stopped. A wild idea came to her. Off came her jacket, her strappy top and finally her bra.

Before she could take a picture, foot steps echoed along the hall. The jacket went back on, just in case her mother wanted to speak to her.

The foot steps faded into the distance.

Instead of taking the jacket back off, Sophie undid the top button and lifted each massive breast out into view. She stood for a few seconds, tits out, before taking the picture.

Sophie pushed them back in. The course material of her jacket rubbed over her massive breasts and nipples. It wasn’t unpleasant.

She quickly got to her computer and connected the camera to it. It only took a few seconds to print out a picture. It show the original next to a modified one, the words “before” and “after” at the top of each half.

The “after” showed her breasts even bigger than they really were. In fact, they were nearly twice as big from the look of it. She giggled as she put it in a drawer out of the way.

After getting ready for bed, Sophie fell into a deep sleep.

-/-

Sophie woke with a yawn. As she sat up, something felt different. Her chest felt heavier.

Looking down, Sophie saw her t-shirt was tighter than it had been the night before. A look in the mirror confirmed it. When she whipped her t-shirt off it was clear her breasts had grown. Just like in the picture.

“Okay, Sophie, don’t panic. It can’t be the camera, that’s just mad. A growth spurt? Yeah, my boobs would wait 3 years for their final growth spurt to double overnight.” She ran her hand over one fleshy mound, gently feeling the slightly enlarged nipple.

“I guess this isn’t so bad. If the camera did this, it has to be able to put me back to normal.”

After finding the camera, there was the problem of which mode to use. Would the same mode undo or make worse. She decided to try the same mode.

She took a picture of herself topless and printed it out.

“Oh shit,” she muttered. The new picture showed her breasts even larger.

As she started to get ready for school, it was clear none of her bras would fit. Still, she hauled one on. The straps were too short, so she didn’t put them over her shoulders. Her breasts bulged over the top of the too small bra, but it held them, even if it creaked every time she moved.

Her v-neck t-shirt barely made it over her bust and went almost see through. How was she going to survive a day at school looking like this?

-/-

Hardly anyone said anything. Yes, there were stares, especially the boys who were all but drooling, but no one said anything else.

The problem began at lunch. Sophie was in the toilets when the second picture started to kick in. A pressure started to build up across her bust. Her bra was forced down until it hung around her waist. The t-shirt started to give way at the neck. It was also very easy to see her massive areolas, which were heading towards dinner plate sized.

Sophie could see only one solution; toilet paper. A few strips of paper placed down the front of the groaning t-shirt to cover herself.

She shuffled out into the company of her friends with her arms crossed to stop her breasts swinging. She felt there was a good chance the t-shirt was burst and leave her standing topless.

-/-

Amazingly, Sophie survived the day and even managed to get a new t-shirt. It was a XXXL to cover her breasts, but it did mean no one could see her nipples.

She had decided to try something, which her friends had volunteered for. She would take their pictures and the next day and try to take one to make them normal again. It was a cunning plan, but it was risky.

It was Thursday night before she got the results and found out one that worked it would seem. Her friend Chloe had been left with a bottom more like a beanbag, but the second picture took her back to normal.

Sophie stood in front of the mirror and smiled. In just a few minutes she’d have her normal breasts back. She’d always loved her big boobs, right from when it had been clear she was going to have larger breasts, but what she had right now were too big to deal with.

She was all smiles until the picture came out.

“NO!” she gasped.

The new picture showed her breasts even larger, larger than anything she’d ever seen. They hung passed her belly button and probably made up about 50% of her body mass. Even her new XXXL t-shirt wouldn’t cope. And how would she explain them? Her mother already wanted to take her to the doctor about her even expanding breasts.

The picture was shredded, not that she believed it would help for a minute.

Before going to bed, Sophie felt the pressure building up in her chest again. Her breasts surged outward, growing at a ridiculous rate to an unreal size.

Resigned to her fate, she used her mobile to take a photo of herself. The first try didn’t manage to get her all in.

A thought suddenly struck her. The internet might be able to help.

Sophie sat at her computer. Her breasts slammed down on the keyboard and nearly smashed it. Pushing them aside she put in the make of the camera. Instantly the search engine brought up the instruction manual.

The answer was so simple; delete the pictures in the camera. Almost as soon as Sophie managed to delete the pictures her breasts, and friends modified assets, returned to normal.

She rubbed her normal breasts happily, kissing them. Her affections nearly made herself orgasm, but she stopped short.

After recovering, she printed a copy of the instructions. Arm with them, there was nothing to stop her playing with the camera while knowing what she was doing. A smile came to her lips as she stripped off to stand naked in front of the mirror to try a new mode.

Description
I must issue the following disclaimer: This contains elements of adult content, including inflation, weight gain, nudity and the like. If that’s not your thing, that’s okay, just don’t read on, push the back button and carry on with life.

Here's a one with a short story, with a picture! The picture was morphed by me as well. Hope you enjoy it.

Sophie was a typical 18 year old girl. She was in her final year at school and was well liked. She was kind, funny and good company. She did also have the largest bust in the student body, which was in her favour.

One Monday afternoon Sophie was on her way home from the shops when she stopped outside a strange little shop. Despite having walked past it millions of times in her life she was sure she’d never seen it before. The dried, faded paint suggested it had been there for decades.

Inside it was full of trinkets and charms. On the counter sat a silver digital camera. Sophie’s camera had recently broken, so a new one was in order.

“You don’t want that!” an old man called as he shambled through from a back room.

“What?” Sophie asked, taken by surprise by the old man. The sign next to the camera said “Free, please take. Warning; defective.”

The old man smiled. “Sorry to startle you, but you don’t want that camera my girl. The instruction manual is an absolute must, and this one is missing the important parts. Please, don’t take it.”

“Eh, okay,” she replied with a slight frown.

As soon as the old man turned away, Sophie lifted the camera and its box and left a £10 note on the counter. She didn’t think it was right to take the camera for free, even if it was missing the instructions.

-/-

It was later that night before Sophie got round to looking at the camera again. She lifted the instructions and read the description of the camera.

“ Pic-X 9900: With 3 dozen modes you can modify any picture to your desire. Simply take a picture of a person’s best assets to enhance or reduce them. Simply print picture to see effect.”

All the pages with the different modes were missing, as were all the usual boring warnings about the flash and the way to treat the batteries and so on and on and on….

Sophie smiled at the idea and went to her mirror. She turned on the camera and lifted it to take a picture of herself, but she stopped. A wild idea came to her. Off came her jacket, her strappy top and finally her bra.

Before she could take a picture, foot steps echoed along the hall. The jacket went back on, just in case her mother wanted to speak to her.

The foot steps faded into the distance.

Instead of taking the jacket back off, Sophie undid the top button and lifted each massive breast out into view. She stood for a few seconds, tits out, before taking the picture.

Sophie pushed them back in. The course material of her jacket rubbed over her massive breasts and nipples. It wasn’t unpleasant.

She quickly got to her computer and connected the camera to it. It only took a few seconds to print out a picture. It show the original next to a modified one, the words “before” and “after” at the top of each half.

The “after” showed her breasts even bigger than they really were. In fact, they were nearly twice as big from the look of it. She giggled as she put it in a drawer out of the way.

After getting ready for bed, Sophie fell into a deep sleep.

-/-

Sophie woke with a yawn. As she sat up, something felt different. Her chest felt heavier.

Looking down, Sophie saw her t-shirt was tighter than it had been the night before. A look in the mirror confirmed it. When she whipped her t-shirt off it was clear her breasts had grown. Just like in the picture.

“Okay, Sophie, don’t panic. It can’t be the camera, that’s just mad. A growth spurt? Yeah, my boobs would wait 3 years for their final growth spurt to double overnight.” She ran her hand over one fleshy mound, gently feeling the slightly enlarged nipple.

“I guess this isn’t so bad. If the camera did this, it has to be able to put me back to normal.”

After finding the camera, there was the problem of which mode to use. Would the same mode undo or make worse. She decided to try the same mode.

She took a picture of herself topless and printed it out.

“Oh shit,” she muttered. The new picture showed her breasts even larger.

As she started to get ready for school, it was clear none of her bras would fit. Still, she hauled one on. The straps were too short, so she didn’t put them over her shoulders. Her breasts bulged over the top of the too small bra, but it held them, even if it creaked every time she moved.

Her v-neck t-shirt barely made it over her bust and went almost see through. How was she going to survive a day at school looking like this?

-/-

Hardly anyone said anything. Yes, there were stares, especially the boys who were all but drooling, but no one said anything else.

The problem began at lunch. Sophie was in the toilets when the second picture started to kick in. A pressure started to build up across her bust. Her bra was forced down until it hung around her waist. The t-shirt started to give way at the neck. It was also very easy to see her massive areolas, which were heading towards dinner plate sized.

Sophie could see only one solution; toilet paper. A few strips of paper placed down the front of the groaning t-shirt to cover herself.

She shuffled out into the company of her friends with her arms crossed to stop her breasts swinging. She felt there was a good chance the t-shirt was burst and leave her standing topless.

-/-

Amazingly, Sophie survived the day and even managed to get a new t-shirt. It was a XXXL to cover her breasts, but it did mean no one could see her nipples.

She had decided to try something, which her friends had volunteered for. She would take their pictures and the next day and try to take one to make them normal again. It was a cunning plan, but it was risky.

It was Thursday night before she got the results and found out one that worked it would seem. Her friend Chloe had been left with a bottom more like a beanbag, but the second picture took her back to normal.

Sophie stood in front of the mirror and smiled. In just a few minutes she’d have her normal breasts back. She’d always loved her big boobs, right from when it had been clear she was going to have larger breasts, but what she had right now were too big to deal with.

She was all smiles until the picture came out.

“NO!” she gasped.

The new picture showed her breasts even larger, larger than anything she’d ever seen. They hung passed her belly button and probably made up about 50% of her body mass. Even her new XXXL t-shirt wouldn’t cope. And how would she explain them? Her mother already wanted to take her to the doctor about her even expanding breasts.

The picture was shredded, not that she believed it would help for a minute.

Before going to bed, Sophie felt the pressure building up in her chest again. Her breasts surged outward, growing at a ridiculous rate to an unreal size.

Resigned to her fate, she used her mobile to take a photo of herself. The first try didn’t manage to get her all in.

A thought suddenly struck her. The internet might be able to help.

Sophie sat at her computer. Her breasts slammed down on the keyboard and nearly smashed it. Pushing them aside she put in the make of the camera. Instantly the search engine brought up the instruction manual.

The answer was so simple; delete the pictures in the camera. Almost as soon as Sophie managed to delete the pictures her breasts, and friends modified assets, returned to normal.

She rubbed her normal breasts happily, kissing them. Her affections nearly made herself orgasm, but she stopped short.

After recovering, she printed a copy of the instructions. Arm with them, there was nothing to stop her playing with the camera while knowing what she was doing. A smile came to her lips as she stripped off to stand naked in front of the mirror to try a new mode.