Transit, 25 (Patreon)

Lori slowly woke up, blinking against the morning light filtering through the curtains. As her senses returned, she became acutely aware of a weight on her chest that wasn't there before. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw two massive breasts blocking her view. Her leopard print top, which fit snugly before, now stretched tightly over her new endowments.

"No, no, this can't be happening," she whispered, her hands with her long red nails tentatively reaching up to grasp her breasts. The sheer size and firmness were overwhelming. "This is insane."

Panic surged through her. She threw off the covers and jumped out of bed, determined to see the full extent of this impossible transformation. She headed straight for the mirror, but just before catching her reflection, she stopped, frozen by a mixture of fear and disbelief.