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Junko Enoshima, the ultimate fashionista, walked down the hallway of this strange school. Looking around she could tell it was a Japanese high school, but it wasn’t one she recognized. Her shin-high boots thumped against the floor as she continued to walk. Something odd was going on; she had been walking for some time now and still hadn’t reached the end of the hallway. Junko was wearing her standard apparel, a black blazer with a white dress shirt underneath. Wearing a red bow on her left breast, she had a black and red bra on to match her red, very short skirt, and her black boots with red laces. Her light pink hair was done up into pigtails and to top it all off she wore a black and pink tie that had a no symbol in the middle of it.

Junko had no idea how she got here and as of right now she had no idea how she was going to get out of here. Turning around Junko started walking in the opposite direction. As she did, she seemed to be making progress this time. Finally, she could see someone coming towards her. It was a guy who was dressed in a standard school uniform. Looking at his face something seemed off. He didn’t have any defining features; he was almost like a generic blank slate. “What are you supposed to be?” Junko asked, planting her hands on her hips.

The figure froze and nothing happened for a few minutes then a box appeared in front of him with some text in it like it would in a video game. Was this what was going on? Was Junko in some kind of game? Reading the text box, it said ``Hi I’m Hitoshi, are you new here? `` Junko frowned, maybe she just had to play along. Maybe that would get her out of this game, but who put her in this game in the first place?

“Oh, Hitoshi here you are,” another text box appeared in front of her. Looking to her right Junko could see another woman standing next to her. She had long strawberry pink hair that was done into a ponytail, with two long bangs that came down either side of her face and shorter bangs going across her forehead. This tall thin girl was wearing a gray blazer with a rhubarb vest underneath. She had a thin red ribbon bow tied in the middle of her neck, a blue skirt that was longer than Junkos’, but not by much. She also wore thigh-high leggings and had bright emerald green eyes. She was pretty, Junko had to admit.

“Oh hey, Monika!” The man’s text balloon popped up as he spoke. The generic faced man waved to this girl Monika. “I was on the way to the literature club when I ran into someone new,” he said pointing to Junko.

“So, you did,” Monika said as she turned her attention to Junko. The girl's eyes narrowed for just a second before she turned back to the guy smiling “come on you can chat with her later we’re going to be late!” Monika said as she grabbed the guy's arm and started to pull him along.

As the two of them started down the hall together Junko turned to follow “hey wait!” she called out. No text balloons popped up for her. She kept trying to run after them, but they kept getting further away. The girl, Monika turned her head around and sneered at Junko. Junko grinned “I don’t think she likes me,” she quipped before she stopped trying to catch them. Junko stood there pondering for a moment. She couldn’t move down the hallway, but when she walked up the hallway, she met that guy. Maybe this was one of those dating sims and the reason she can’t go down the hallways was because then she would be facing the same direction as the protagonist.

If that was the case, then she would have to keep trying to walk up the hall. Maybe if she interacted with the guy again, she could progress to another part of the game and get out of here.

Turning around Junko started walking down the hall again. “You’re not supposed to be here," a female voice said out loud behind her.

“Gah!” Junko said as she spun to face the voice, there was no one there.

“You’re going to mess everything up. I can’t have that,” the voice said again.

This time someone appeared in front of Junko. It was the Monika girl. “How did you do that?” Junko asked. Monika just narrowed her eyes and glared at Junko. Junko sighed “look I don’t know how the hell I got here I just know I want out.” Junko crossed her arms under her breasts “if that means running into that guy again then that’s what I’m gonna do,” Junko said looking down her nose at Monika.

Monika looked at the other woman for a moment then smiled “I don’t think you know what you’re up against, this is my world,” she said. Monika looked past Junko as if she was looking at something behind her. Monika’s hands started to move like she was typing in the air.

Junko felt a tingling in her chest “what are you doing?” she demanded.

Monika just smirked “you’ll see,” she said as she continued to work.

Then to Junko’s shock, her breasts leaped forward growing bigger and bigger and bigger Junko let out a groan as her already tight top grew tighter on her. Her breasts billowed out over the tops of her bra as they rapidly swelled and swelled. Groaning in pain and pleasure, Junko arched her back out, her breasts burst from her bra spilling out. She sighed as the pain from her bra digging into her tits was relieved. This had to be a joke, right? What was this Monika girl thinking? What was making Junko’s breasts bigger going to accomplish? Still, as her bosoms continued their rampant growth, as Junko went from the size of cantaloupes onto watermelons, her boobs started to become heavier and heavier.

“Holy crap how big do you plan on making them!?” Junko asked as her breasts were now bigger than basketballs, it wasn’t long before they were the size of beach balls “just stop already!” Junko demanded, reaching out trying to grab Monika. The smaller woman dodged easily as having such large breasts made moving fast a bit of an obstacle.

Monika glanced at Junko “still able to move huh? Maybe we need a little something extra to weigh you down,” Monika said as she continued to alter Junko’s code. Her now yoga ball sized titties started to swell even faster now as they filled with milk. Junko’s nipples grew longer, fatter, thicker, and darker. Junko dropped to her knees her tits slapped against the floor and she let out a pleasurable moan. Milk shot out of her nipples covering the floor and walls.

Junko’s tits continued to blow up and up and up until they were nearly as large as she was. “You’ve turned me into a cow!” Junko growled.

“Yup, that should keep you out of trouble,” Monika said with a flash of a smile before she vanished.

“Hey! No! Come back here!” Junko shouted “fuck!” she said as she slammed a hand down onto her giant breast. Junko gasped with pleasure. She never thought having boobs this big would feel so good. She started rubbing and squeezing them, huffing, and panting as she drank in the pleasure. She wanted to keep fondling her new assets, they felt amazing to the touch, but she stopped herself. No, I need to focus, I need to get out of this mess. Junko thought back to her interaction with Monika. The girl was doing something to the air and looking at something Junko couldn’t see.

Junko thought for a moment before she unfocused her eyes like trying to see one of those hidden pictures. Letting her eyes vibrate back and forth, she could see something else. “That’s it!” she said before focusing her vision on this alternate field of vision. Almost like the matrix, Junko could see beyond the game. She could see the coding of the game. Looking at her own stats, Junko could see where Monika had changed her bust. She could see the slider code she reached out to change her bust back to its normal size but stopped. She was kind of into the giant boobs thing. Instead, she just adjusted the weight so they would be easier to move with.

With that fixed, she stood up. Looking at her position on the map she picked herself up. Sure enough, Junko floated up into the air above the map layout. Looking around she spotted who she was looking for. Monika was in another part of the school with three other girls and that guy. Positioning herself overhead, Junko could see each of the characters' codes. Grinning to herself she reached out and started to change Monika’s code. She changed the code so that Monika’s breasts would start to grow and then they wouldn’t stop. She would just keep growing and growing and growing.

Happy with her tampering, Junko watched as the changes went into effect. In the middle of this scene, Monika’s breasts started to grow bigger and bigger and bigger. The other characters stared at Monika in stunned silence as they weren’t programmed to have a response to this situation. Monika looked down at her ballooning breasts in shock. It was only a few seconds before they were dragging Monika to the floor as they swelled bigger than her. Soon she was pushing desks away as her tits continued to swell. Milk shot out of her nipples like a hydrant as Junko turned Monika’s milk production up on bust. The strawberry pink-haired girl moaned loudly as her breasts squirted more and more milk.

Looking around, Monika couldn’t see who had made these changes, but she had a pretty good idea who had “come out!” she demanded.

Junko laughed as she dropped down through the ceiling “It looks like you’re not the only one who has things figured out,” she said covering her sly smile with her hand coyly. “I just thought you could use a taste of your own medicine,” the ultimate fashionista smiled. “Though I must say you look quite good with all that extra boobage,” she added.

“Well, maybe you would like to join me!” Monika said before she started to pump Junko’s breasts up much larger than before. Junko gasped in pleasure as her breasts lurched out filling the classroom. Bigger and bigger the swelled as Monika kept sliding the breast size bar higher and higher. It seemed Monika couldn’t be bothered to stop her own growth; she was too invested in pumping Junko bigger.

As Monika’s breasts continued to stretch and grow her nipple pushed its way into Junko’s mouth “hey what th…..mmmmmmm” Junko groaned as Monika’s delicious milk poured into her mouth. The killer woman found herself loving the taste of Monika’s milk and couldn’t bring herself to stop sucking on the other woman’s nipple. Monika gasped loudly as her breast was sucked on. She couldn’t stop the moans from coming as every suckle brought her to new heights of pleasure. The two girls continued to swell and grow bigger and bigger.

Bursting out of the classroom the two of them spilled out into the rest of the school. Bigger, fatter, and milkier their breasts grew as the changes they had made to each other's code continued to go to work. Their breasts continued their rampant expansion smashing through walls before they burst out of the ceiling. It wasn’t long before Monika found herself with a titty in front of her face. She couldn’t help, but give in to the urge to suck on Junko’s nipple. She wasn’t sure if the other girl had changed her coding. She didn’t care at the moment. Electric shocks of pleasure continued to burst from her nipple. She only wanted more pleasure now.

The two women’s tits continued to expand fatter, fuller, rounder with milk crushing building after building under their growing mass. Even at their massive size, neither of the two of them seemed to want this to end anymore. What had started as animosity towards each other had now become something of a mutual agreement to keep pleasuring each other and pumping each other bigger until they were satisfied. But as their tits consumed the digital city they were in, neither of them seemed inclined to stop. They just wanted to keep getting bigger and bigger and bigger.

The End.