"Tank" A Short Story (Patreon)

It must have been less than a minute since the expansion began, but already, Teresa was struggling to cope with the new massive weight her cheap tank top was straining to accommodate. 

For an instant, she just stood there, her mouth agape, trying to take in the sight. In what seemed to be a matter of moments, her breasts had swelled from small mounds to massive bags of flesh.

She reached her hands to her back in a futile effort to maintain her balance. But at this point, that was becoming hard to do.

When she snapped out of her trance, a solitary thought exploded into her mind: she had to get out of the bathroom before she became too big to fit through the door...