Herbulence

Alice sat down in the aisle seat of the right hand row of the 747. There was one seat to her right, then on the left there was the aisle, then three seats then two. Behind was the toilet.

Relief washed over her, temporarily. Though maybe that was the drugs. She’d taken a lot. Alice hated flying. She really, really fucking hated flying. Everything about it produced a tightness in her chest that she could feel even now, as her heart pounded faster and everything felt small and she felt trapped and she couldn’t move and oh god her chest was pumping up and down and they hadn’t even taken off-

“Are you alright?”

She looked to her right and saw a handsome man, which made her feel better. They always did. Alice was very pretty herself, though slim (and a little flat chested for her tastes), and the smiling, actually fairly buff-looking man to her right relaxed her. Alice smiled back and they chatted to pass the time. He was nice and reasonably charming and took her thoughts off the flight for a second, until the plane started to move.

Instinctively, her chest tightened, and she put her hands over her red, button top t-shirt. It was a loose old thing, perfect for flying, and she closed her eyes. Eventually, it was too much. She bent down, grabbed her bag from under the seat in front, and grabbed her pills. Herbal remedy. Probably bullshit, but she took another two. “Don’t take more than two per flight!” screamed the pack. She ignored it.

The plane started to push forwards. She felt the tightness in her chest increase, and she gripped the armrests. She closed her eyes as the plane thundered up into the air. 17 hours to Manila. This was going to be tough. As the tightness in her chest increased, she looked down, and saw that indeed her shirt was a little tighter. The v-neck was buttoned up, but her usually tiny breasts seemed a little bigger. “Probably the air pressure”, she thought. She tried to close her eyes, but just couldn’t focus. She fingered the pill bottle in her hand, then put it back in her bag.

She looked down again. Her breasts were definitely bigger. What’s more, they seemed to be…growing. Pushing slowly forward against her loose shirt. She could see the material between the buttons being pulled ever so slightly apart. For some reason it set her pulse racing. Her breasts slowly pushed forwards, stretching the shirt, pulling it up at the base as her breasts inched out in front of her. “Just what on earth is going on”? Just then, the plane accelerated in its climb, and her breasts jiggled, rather noticeably. Her bra, an a-cup, was feeling very tight indeed. She peeked beneath her top, hoping the man next to her wouldn’t notice, and saw that her breasts had swelled at least an inch forward, bulging over the top of her black bra, which was now very tight indeed. She decided to sit tight until the plane reached cruising altitude, then take it from there.

Her bust had other ideas. It swelled forwards further, and the buttons on top of her t-shirt began to be put under some strain. Her breasts poked two inches in front of her now, and were swelling ever further. Her bra had to go, but she didn’t know how to access it without looking really obvious to the man next to her. Instead, Alice took a quick look at the pill packet. If anything, she was even more scared of flying with two increasingly large breasts wobbling on her chest. Amongst the blurb on the bottle was a message that tightened her chest even further: “Overdose may cause swelling”. “Great”, she thought. She had already taken loads of these things, thinking they weren’t going to work. At that moment, her jeans tightened as she rose slightly in her seat. Looks like it had gone to her ass.

She’d had enough of the pain of her tightening bra, and made to remove it, when the decision was taken out of her hands. The tightness in her chest increased, and the clasps gave way, allowing her breasts which now swelled three inches in front of her to gently bounce and grow as nature apparently intended. It was at this point that Alice noticed the man next to her start to take note. Apparently a swelling, bulging lady was growing increasingly big tits next to him. Alice suddenly wondered how big she’d get. A plane was relatively finite, after all.

“Are you…ok?” He asked.

“Yep.” replied Alice, her breasts swelling and jiggling forwards while she spoke, stretching the fabric between the buttons. “Absolutely fine.”

At that point, the tightness increased again, and her top button, which was taking the lion’s share of the strain, pinged off. Part of the v-neck revealed a lot of the now four inches of breast which jutted out from Alice’s small frame. Her cleavage was now pretty large. The man’s eyes widened, and he sat back, placing a magazine over his lap. Alice noted this, with no small amount of satisfaction, and she rose a little in her seat again, her swelling breasts jiggling and wobbling to match her swelling rear.

Just then, the flight levelled out, and the the seat belt light went off. Alice jumped out of her seat, her big breasts bouncing, and wobbled to the bathroom. Luckily it was so close. She went inside, and examined her breasts in the mirror. They were much bigger, four inches outwards, and bulging out to the side. They were nearly as wide as she was – which wasn’t saying much as she was very slender, but on such a small frame her large breasts looked even bigger – almost cartoonish. She found it…arousing.

She wished she’d brought a change of clothes. Her red buttoned t-shirt, formerly loose hanging, was tight across the chest, and in containing her swelling bosom had ridden up to just below her now rather snug jeans. Examining her ass, it had filled her already reasonably tight jeans, and looked incredible. Very large and firm. She patted it, approvingly. Looking at the pill bottle, she wondered what on earth would happen. All the while her breasts swelled and bulged outwards, growing a further inch, as if in response. Her t-shirt was pulled up, just exposing her flat stomach. She turned to leave, noting the bathroom seemed considerably smaller than when she went in, due to her burgeoning breasts. She squeezed out of the door, and sat back down, her big tits jiggling madly. She was momentarily aroused by how big she’d gotten.

Seconds later, she was gripped by panic. She was on a plane, and was growing! What was she going to do? Would the plane crash? Would they at least act as airbags? Without even thinking, she popped two more pills. As soon as she swallowed, she realised what she’d done. She put her hand to her mouth. Almost instantly her view rose nearly two inches as she bumped up in her seat, growing taller as her already big ass expanded. Her jeans began to groan as they struggled to contain the huge load, but luckily the main growth seemed confined to her breasts, which surged forward, swelling and growing and bulging against her now very tight top. The next button (of three) burst off straight away, as her chest swelled outwards. She marvelled how it swelled out to the side as well, edging dangerously close to the handrest and the space she would have to share with the man to her right. She looked up, shyly, to find him staring, mouth agape. She looked down, and it wasn’t hard to see why. Her breasts bulged out 7 inches in front of her chest, and about 5 of those inches were huge, tight, wobbling cleavage. The last button on her formerly loose v-neck was doing its very best, but there was a huge amount of jiggling breast doing everything it could to break its hold.

Alice shrugged, sending her huge tits bouncing up and down. “Allergic reaction?”

She leaned back in her seat as they swelled forward again, slowly growing and pushing forwards. Her top had ridden up to her belly button now, and was getting dangerously tight. She could feel how snug her jeans were. There was almost no room in there. She also found herself getting horny. “Excellent”, she thought. “That’s all I need”.

Her breasts began to ache, and she suddenly realised that she would really like to have sex soon. The man next to her seemed more than willing, so she leant over to speak to him. She didn’t get far, as her colossal breasts squeezed against the handrest, pressing the “call” button. They grew again, physically pushing her a little backwards. She grabbed her right boob, and hefted it up, above the handrest. It was very heavy, something which for some reason aroused her further. She dropped the massive breast on the man’s lap, and – now close enough – whispered in his ear. “I’m going to fuck you. Bathroom in 5.” He said nothing, but sat there. Alice swelled slowly forward, her right breast growing over his crotch (which was rock hard), swelling and bulging forwards. She marvelled at how big her breasts had become. Her ass pumped up slightly, and 8 inches of breast wobbled.

“Can I get you any-”

The stewardess which Alice’s breasts had called stopped, mid sentence. Alice turned around, swinging her huge tits around and tapping the lady in the knees. Looking down, the stewardess could see a petite brunette with what could only be described as colossal breasts – almost 20 centimetres of cleavage, wobbling in a very, very tight red top – smiling politely up. As if on cue, Alice’s last button gave up the ghost, and pinged upwards. Alice giggled, as her huge breasts spread out, filling her top. Her cleavage was even bigger than ever, and still slowly growing. She noted with a thrill that the bottom of her shirt lifted slightly from her stomach. There just wasn’t enough of it to contain her enormous bosom – it was becoming a bra.

“Diet Coke, please?” asked Alice, with a smile. The stewardess left, and returned a moment later. She leant down to open the dinner tray, then stopped. Alice realised with another giggle that sent her massive bust jiggling, that her breasts were by now almost touching the seat in front. She leaned her seat back, feeling for the first time the huge weight of her colossal bust, but there was still not enough room. The stewardess tried to pull it down, but Alice’s massive tits remained steadfastly in the way. Her breasts swelled as she leaned back, and wobbled and groaned over her tightening top. She felt the stitching in the sides start to go, as her tits swelled outwards. “They must be 10 inches straight out by now”, she thought. Moving her seat back up, they now just touched the seat in front, and she felt her nipples rub against it. They instantly grew erect, and Alice realised she needed to fuck really, really soon. She dismissed the air hostess, who didn’t really know what to say.

Alice decided to get up. She didn’t have that much choice, as if she continued growing, she wouldn’t be able to fit in her seat. She heaved herself out of her chair, something that took a lot of effort. Her breasts were now enormous, and very heavy – though surprisingly pert. She turned around, accidentally shoving her huge tits in a female passengers face. The man, who up until now hadn’t been able to get past Alice’s hugely swollen tits, jumped and made for the aisle. Alice looked at him, with a very serious look on her face. She was becoming very wet, and her jeans and top were tight to bursting point. She turned to go to the toilet behind them (narrowly missing another passenger’s head with her swinging bust), but the toilet right by them was engaged, so the man ran down the aisle to the next one. Alice simply couldn’t run, because her tits was so huge, swollen and sensitive, that the slightly movement might rip her very fragile, completely stretched top open, or tease her now rock-hard nipples and bring her to climax.

She wobbled carefully down the aisle, struggling to walk in skin-tight jeans that could barely contain her swollen ass. She could feel her huge breasts still growing, stretching against the complaining fabric of her poor shirt. Her boobs swelled out a full 11 inches in front of her now, and were still growing. Her top stopped just short of the base of her colossal chest, leaving her midriff completely on display. Her breasts bulged out so far to the side, she took up the whole aisle. She had to ensure she walked right down the middle, or her breasts would brush against the tops of the seats on either side.

Suddenly, the cabin lights dimmed, and the seatbelts lights went on. The man jumped into the bathroom. Turbulence. Alice was terrified, felt a tightness in her chest which for once wasn’t related to breast growth, as the plane began to jolt and shake and be buffeted around.

The man looked out of the bathroom, to see something quite amazing. He saw Alice’s chest, still growing, stretching out of a ripping, struggling red top. He saw her huge tits swelling out of the top, creating a rip right down the middle, as the v-neck was made larger by the swelling bosom pulling the shirt apart. The top of her tits squeezed up through the new gap, rising up slowly towards her chin. They were being thrown around crazily as the plane bumped and shook. First to the left, then to the right, swinging hugely in the storm. The poor red top was on its last legs, being put through hell as her twelve-inch protruding bust bounced and wobbled and shook as she staggered down the aisle towards the man. Towards the end she was shaken and leant forwards, revealing a full twelve inches of cleavage as the v-neck of the top ripped forwards. With seconds to spare, Alice bundled the man into the bathroom, pressing into him with her colossal chest and closed the door.

It was smaller than the other bathroom. Or so it seemed. Alice’s breasts took up most of it, leaving the man backed up against the sink. Alice reached behind her and locked the door. She would have turned, but her breasts wouldn’t have allowed her more than a couple of millimetres of movement. They jutted out thirteen inches in front of her now, and her top was in tatters; the v-neck had torn right down the middle, exposing almost all of her tits – only her huge nipples were covered by the red fabric. Her shirt had become a bra, and even that was failing. She looked at the man.

“Fuck me.”

It was not a request. She tried to remove her jeans, but found them too tight to get off. “Hmm.” she thought, as some more turbulence shook the cabin, wobbling her still growing breasts up and down. “In for a penny.”

Popping out the bottle of pills, she took another two, and put them in her mouth. Looking the man straight in the eyes, she swallowed.

It took seconds. Her jeans were already at their limit, and her butt swelled outwards, tearing through the fabric. Her ass was huge, round and curvaceous. The man currently couldn’t reach it, and wasn’t going to be able to anytime soon, as Alice’s huge breasts swelled even bigger, inching forwards towards him as he sat on the sink. “Take off all your clothes”, said Alice, as she burst out of hers. Tearing the remains of her jeans off, she ripped off his trousers as her top finally gave way. Her humongous tits swelled and bulged and grew forwards, until they reached the man. He had a massive erection, that looked like it had been there for a long time. His cock was straining for her.

“Fuck me. Fuck me right now.” She commanded.

As her breasts grew bigger and bigger, the man slid his hard cock inside her. The turbulence buffeted the cabin, helping Alice come to a massive, shuddering climax as her breasts settled on sticking out sixteen inches in front of her. She filled the entire bathroom, her ass pressing against the door, her breasts to the other wall. There wasn’t much room for movement.

Alice looked at the bottle of pills, which she had to squeeze around her enormous breasts just to get to her eyeline. Only two left.

She swallowed the last two tablets.

She wasn’t afraid of flying anymore.

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