Radio Message (Patreon)

Radio Message.

              “What do you mean we are experimenting with this technology!  Do you have any idea how this could affect people!”

              Garry crossed his arms. “I don’t really care.”  He smiled. I think the world is due for a little bit of chaos. Besides, what is wrong with filling the radio waves with tunes that induce things like growth and other interesting effects?”

              His colleague snorted and turned around.  “You are mad.  I won’t be a part of this.”

              Garry turned up the dial.  “Fine.  More fun for me.”  He watched as the other man walked out.  “But I am sure everyone will just love it.”

              ***

              Alice pulled out of her driveway, ready to head to the store.  It was her weekly trip to get her meds, and she wanted to hurry back to get to her gaming.  “Time to turn on some music.”  She tried her phone, expecting to hear her playlist, but instead, she was greeted by silence.  “Fuck.  I can’t believe I forgot to charge the dam thing.  But I don’t have time to wait for the thing to. . .”  She gripped the wheel in frustration.  “I have to get those meds now!”

              With an annoyed look, she turned on the radio, immediately turning it to a blues station. It was better than nothing. But instead of the usual music, they were playing old orchestral music. “Hmm, why in the world would this be on?”  She shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t care. It’s more in line with what I enjoy anyway.”

              As she drove, she began to feel a bit off, though.  Something about the song was causing her to feel. . . weird.  Despite it being a pleasant and not today, day Alice was becoming increasingly hot.  She had to crank up the air conditioning to the maximum just to stay cool.  “What the fucking hell is going on?”

              Then, other strange things began to happen.  Her nipples started to harden as if someone was rubbing them.  In fact, Alice swore someone was pressing down on her breasts, making them hard.  “Oh god.”  She resisted the urge to moan as she came to a stop at a traffic light.  Still, she rubbed her right breast, trying to relieve this sudden pressure.  “Ughh, get it together.  You don’t want to look horny or something when you get to the pharmacy, do you?  People will think I am crazy.  I am not crazy!  Not by a long shot!”

              But as the light turned green, the sensations only increased.  Her hand seemed glued to her breast, rubbing it just to keep under control.  And as her hand glided up and down, she could feel something else, something strange.  Her boob, it was almost pressing harder against her hand.  Alice could swear it was growing.

              “I think I should pull over to. . . check if this is. . .”  She shook her head.  “No, I need that medicine.  I don’t care how fucking hot or horny I get.  I am going to finish this errand.  Ahhh!”

              Her eyes went wide as she felt her blouse tighten.  “What the hell.”  She was now partly convinced her breasts were growing, but she couldn’t look while she had to keep her eyes on the road.  As she drove through another intersection, she swore.  “Fucking hell, the one time I wanted a red light.”  Alice squeezed her breasts, trying to figure out if they were indeed bigger or not.  “I. . . I think so.  They do feel so big and hard.  Yet I. . . just can’t tell.”  She moaned as her blouse tightened again, her right breast filling up her hand.  “Oh fuck yes.  Yes, they are growing.  I can even feel them rubbing against one another.  What the hell is going on?”

              She finally pulled into the pharmacy parking lot and stared at the doorway.  “I don’t know if I should go inside with a growing chest.  What are they going to.  . . ohhh. . .”  Her boobs pushed her blouse outward, now looking like two small bowling balls on her chest.  “My shirt isn’t big enough to hold them back if they keep growing.  I want to unbutton, but I will look like a. . .”  She shook her head.  “No, I can’t say it.  Oh, but it is starting to feel so good.”  She shut off the engine.  “I just need to get my pills.  I just need to focus on that.”

              Alice pushed the door open and wobbled out. Her body swayed back and forth, the weight slowly becoming too much to handle. “I just need to. . . I need to do this, and I can get out of this crazy situation.”  She hurried inside, ignoring the strange looks she was getting, and resisted the urge to rub herself. Ugh, it feels so good. Why does it have to feel so good?”

              Thankfully, there wasn’t a line, so she was able to approach the desk without a wait time. Still, her blouse was starting to give out, a button snapping off her body as the pharmacist came to greet her. “Hello. Are you picking up?”

              “Yes.”  Sweat beat down her neck.  “There should be one for Alice.”

              The middle-aged man looked at her with a raised eyebrow.  “Okay.”  He turned around.  She recognized the man, and he knew she never had such a massive and curvy figure before.  “I will be right back.  Oww.”  He turned with an annoyed look as another button snapped off her body, the sides of her round breasts now slightly visible.

              “Sorry.  I don’t know what is happening, but I am having a random growth spurt.”

              “Hmm.”  He walked away.

              Alice looked around, noticing all eyes on her. It was oddly titillating, as if her growing, sensitive body wasn’t already enough. A few moments later, the pharmacist returned with her medication. “Here you are. You know the usual charge.”

              “Yup.”  She reached into her pocket for her wallet.  “Ugh, it’s fucking stuck.”  She moaned as her hand rubbed against her ass and thigh.  “I am. . . trying my best.  Hold on a second.”

              “You want some help?”

              Her cheeks turned bright red.  “NO!  I got this.”  After a few moments, her hand slipped into her pocket, causing her nipples to harden and force her blouse even further out.  The pharmacist’s cheeks turned bright red as she withdrew her wallet and handed him her credit card.  “Here.”

              “You. . . do you want to try and place and order for something else?  Maybe something to handle your. . . . growing situation?”

              “I don’t know if there is anything to handle this.”  She waited for him to handle the transaction.  “But thank you anyway.”  After being handed her credit card back, she didn’t even bother to slide her wallet back into her pocket.  She knew it would make her even more horny.  As she turned around, though, her boobs swelled again, the last button on her blouse snapping off and her breasts bouncing about, only her bra to hold them in place.  “I have to get home.”  Her face was bright red, and she rushed out of the pharmacy.  Alice desperately wanted to rub herself, both her breasts and her pussy, but she couldn’t do that in public.  She had no idea what was making her grow, but she wanted to get home and enjoy herself.  Or, at the very least, into her vehicle.

              As she rushed out into the heat, she wondered if this was only the beginning of a new, strange life for herself. “I hope I don’t have to buy crazy plus-sized clothing,” she giggled. Or maybe I do. I hope these sensations never go away!”