Family Secret - VII (Patreon)

Note: This story contains bizarre, unrealistic and occasionally ridiculous content. It is not suitable for minors. Everyone portrayed in this story is of consenting age.

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Epilogue

As Grace predicted, the world changed once Madsgenix's consumer products were released. There was a whole line of them, from over-the-counter pills like CalorieBust that would bump a woman up a cup size and down a pants size, to prescription treatments like MadsMax that a woman could take indefinitely and gain 60-75% of her weight in her breasts.

Grace dumped Brad after the third time he hinted that she should try some of her sister's products. She was too busy with her work these days anyway, with new contracts for things like adjustable bras, weight gain supplements, and meal delivery services.

Every time she went out shopping or for drinks with coworkers, Grace felt like she could see the average bust size increasing by the week, if not the day. Gaggles of high school girls in tanks and halter tops stretched to capacity and size 25 jeans, stuffing their faces with fast food. The cougars on the prowl at the bars, leopard print jumpsuits packed with head sized melons, guzzling down drinks with more sugar thank alcohol. Possibly the worst of all were the couples that had some kind of feeder exhibitionist fetish so the man would bring plates of food to his partner just to watch or help her eat it all. Grace stopped going to buffets entirely.

The shape of their town changed too, as the service road to Madison's warehouse was expanded with multiple lanes, and whole neighborhoods were relocated so that a strip of chain restaurants could be built along downtown. These were several story facilities that had private lanes to the service road, and while they had public-facing dining rooms, it was clear that at least 90% of their production went back out to the warehouse.

Speaking of the warehouse, Grace had seen in the news a few months back that her greedy, gluttonous sister had managed to outgrow the damn thing, drone footage showing two massive orbs bulging out from the colosseum sized structure. Of course, Madsgenix had the resources now to buy up the surrounding land and had crews clearing trees and building a platform to support the mountainous mounds. It seemed that Maddie had given up on living indoors, and now had crews to keep her breasts cleaned and treated against the elements.

Of course all this attention on her enormous erogenous zones meant Madison was frequently stimulated to excess, and the company found itself paying out for damages to many homes and businesses in the surrounding area from the small earthquakes. Madsgenix was in talks with the mayor and city council to buy up the whole town, because it would be cheaper.

Madison's online presence had grown along with the woman herself. Chloe and her other partners now managed Maddie's streams and content creation, and Madison's videos had almost no talking now, just an introduction before she continued eating. Nevertheless there was hours of drone footage, hundreds of hours of eating videos, and some very expensive adult videos. Most ridiculous of all was a subscription service ten times the cost of Netflix that ran 24 hour footage of Madison eating or sleeping or pleasuring herself, mostly eating, and a goddamn satellite feed of her breasts from space. A few enterprising fans had edited time-lapse videos from the months since she bought the satellite and started the feed, and you could watch them grow in minutes instead of days.

Despite all these massive expenses literally reshaping their town, the combination of Madison's expansive online presence and the explosion of success Madsgenix had in its product lines, her financial resources were growing almost as fast as her gigantic mammaries. Which was a good thing, because every cent not spent on research, political lobbying, and real estate dealings, was spent pouring more and more calories down Madison's throat, and out into her swelling mountains.

One bright sunny day, Grace stepped out onto the balcony of her condo. She had a generous space on the tenth floor a few blocks from downtown, it allowed her to walk to the office when she wasn't working from home. Holding a freshly brewed cup of tea, Grace stepped out on her balcony to take in some sun before starting her day. What greeted her sight as she looked across the buildings and trees of her town, was an unwelcome sight.

It was the sight of two pale but tanned orbs, cresting just a few feet above the tall pines that blanketed the countryside. Grace set down her tea and pulled out her phone.

[Madison you greedy bitch]

After a few moments her phone buzzed in reply.

[What now?]

[You've ruined my view with your gluttony]

[Ugh are you bitching about the restaurants again?]

[No, though I'm still mad about that. I'm talking about you, and your ridiculous boobs, getting so big I can't enjoy the trees anymore.]

[Wait, what do you mean?]

[I mean you're bigger than the trees you greedy freak! You need to stop eating so much, I can see you from my house!]

Madison didn't respond and after awhile Grace resumed sipping on her tea, trying to look anywhere but across the span of the town at the hint of flesh there. A few moments later Grace had a strange sensation in her equilibrium and began to hear large numbers of car alarms going off. Gradually the effects increased until Grace could feel the floor beneath her shaking slightly.

Grace froze in wordless astonishment. She had heard reports of the earthquakes but had never been close enough to feel one, living across town. It seemed the effects of her "little" sister's addiction were growing in more than one way.

[Are you seriously so narcissistic that my texts are getting you off?]

[more]

[More what? My whole building's shaking, you need to knock this off before the whole town comes down!]

Across town Madison's phone fell out of her hand, caught by a nearby partner. With both hands free Madison clutched and caressed the expanses of skin that extended up and away from the normal sized part of her body. She hugged and ground against her own breasts, sucking on a feeding tube as she ramped up another round of pleasure. The sheer joy of knowing she had the biggest breasts in the world, and they were so big that the act of climaxing was creating town-sized earthquakes sent her deeper into the throes of ecstasy.

Back in Grace's condo she was brushing her teeth as a pair of photos fell off the wall and a crack appeared in her bathroom ceiling. As the distant sound of several dishes shattering to the kitchen floor were faintly heard, Grace looked at herself in the mirror and said,

"I need to move."