Chelsea meets Vicky! Chapter 1

It was a cool day in the city as a bus came to a halt at an unassuming stop. The passerbys on the street would soon see quite a sight as a huge pair of breasts bounced their way out of the the bus. Bigger than basketballs, they swayed and jiggled in the skin-tight violet top they were stuffed into, the woefully inadequate bra showing underneath as it tried it's best to hold up the two massive watermelon juggs. Moments later, the woman behind them came into view, her jacket cut short to show her slender, toned midriff, her ample hips fitting in her extra-snug jeans, with shapely legs all the way down to her boots.

The busty brunette turned onto the sidewalk, her boots connecting sharply with the concrete as she made her way down the street, her huge breasts still bouncing with every step. She brushed aside her shoulder-length hair, the cool breeze making her light tone blush a bit, all while giving others a cute smile as they passed. Some may have been fixated on her massive boobs, but only a few managed to notice she had quite an impressive bulge between her thighs, squeezed tight by her comfy jeans, as if she had a softball sitting right on her kitty. Even fewer would guess correctly that it was her clitoris taking up all that space.

Her jeans groaned as she swung her hips to take each step, her thigh simply sliding past her bulbous clit was so incredibly stimulating, moreso than any average woman could experience even from intense masturbation. A wave of mixed embarrasment and arousal began to make her heartbeat flutter as she walked among strangers, her nipples now erecting and pressing out against her bra. She tried to keep her jacket closed, but of course she picked one that was too small to close around her chest, stopping just shy of her now visible nip bumps.

Thankfully her destination was drawing near as she felt her breasts heave more and more with each breath. Looking down, she spotted a faint tear in the strained rim of her shirt to appear right down the middle, growing wider and deeper, exposing more of her warm cleavage. She wanted to hurry but knew the added movement would exacerbate the tear, as well as her mood. A giant swollen clit did not make for good running, as did her humongous breasts.

"Damn, my favorite shirt..." She muttered to herself, annoyed that there was now one more item of clothing she had to replace.

The store front came into view finally, the one the busty brunette had found online."Specialty Apparels" was a fairly unassuming name, even the front windows didn't really hint what was inside, but once she made her way through the doorway, it was obvious this was the right place. The store was full of very over-sized clothing items, with VERY oversized women browsing the contents. Her mood calmed to a more relaxed state as she entered, the other women only smiled back as they noticed her presence. Each one had atleast one thing extraordinary about them, enormous mammaries, extra wide hips, huge bubble butts, some even had incredibly large round bellies, larger than any pregnant woman shes seen before. She no longer felt so out of place, but more curious how big some of the women were, wondering if it was possible for her to someday become even larger. Although she held a professional career as a pediatrician and a healthy social life, this cute brunette had a much naughtier side, and secretly loved her overly sexualized body, hoping her big full breasts would never stop growing.

But of course, she still had to dress moderately for her job. Maybe after finding some reasonably covering clothing she could find some fun lingerie that fit her extra-curvy self. The store had boasted online both for having a large selection of clothing and for reasonable prices, which drew her attention more than anything, as getting custom made clothing normally ended up being very pricy for her. Not sure where to start, she decided to find a clerk. Near the back, it appeared a more averagely built woman behind the counter was speaking to a potential customer. Very wide hips and a plump bubblebutt with a pleated skirt barely low enough to conceal what possible underwear she had on. Thick, creamy thighs smoothy transitioning to slender legs in knee-high boots.

"I'm sorry but we just can't put stuff like that in the window, we've gotten warnings about it before." "That's ridiculous, there's a victoria's secret just down the street doing the same thing!" She could hear from a distance there was an argument. As the brunette drew closer past the racks of clothing, she saw this amazing woman had an even more impressive upper half. Bright blonde hair tied up but fluffly and wild, her wide hips also drew up into a very petite frame, white dress shirt with a darker blazer over it. And yet there was much more to her shirt, it pillowed out to the sides as if she had a bust even bigger than her own! Trying her best not to be rude, she tried to avoid looking at the blonde directly as she walked up next to her.

"Excuse me, I'm lookng for some new shirts..." The brunette said, trying to disguise the fact that the one she had on was still tearing from the weight of her enormous bust. But even without trying, she couldn't help but notice her very ample chest was now resting directly adjacent to the blondes' own chest, and as she turned to notice this new customer, her massive juggs shifted and began to gently squish up against her own. Beautiful green eyes behind stylish glasses and lush eyelashes, her wild blonde hair parted around her face, lips red with what she assumed was lipstick. She was remarkably beautiful, and her bust was indeed a bit larger than her own, half of it pillowing out of her dress shirt, as if she had just grown out of it today.

"Oh!..sorry, haha!" The blonde giggled as she noticed she had accidently breast-pressed the new girl. She backed off slightly, but smiled warmly as she looked her over.

"Are you new to this store? You can find a lot of really great fitting stuff in the back right." She said sweetly and enthused, smiling brighter as she saw just how curvy this brunette was.

"I LOVE your outfit by the way...oh!" She covered her mouth as soon as she noticed the tear in her shirt, making the cute brunette blush. "Oh yeah that happened kinda recently..."

"Omigosh that sucks! Well don't worry, theres a lot of great stuff you can replace it with, or you can have it repaired here." She turned back to the counter to try and get theclerk's attention, but sighed to find she had already left. "Ugh, I really wish I could just buy this place out..."

"You could do that?" The brunette replied, intrigued by this sexy buisnesswoman. "Haha well I would if I had the money... oh, whoops right! My name is Chelsea~" she said, turning back to shake her hand awkwardly. There was barely any space between the two girls to shake hands, both their boobs took up so much space, but they found a way.

"I'm Vicky" Said the cute brunette, glittering eyes of amber mixed with green, smiling back at her new aquaintence. Both girls seemed to stall for a bit as they held their hands in a passive pose in their lap, which only made both their busts spill out of their tops further.

"That's like a super hot- uh, cute name!" Chelsea stammered, trying to remain cordial, even though she was already very interested in this girl. "Sooo yeah, I'm a specialty clothing designer. I was actually here to see how well stuff was selling."

"Oh wow really?" "Yep! I was annoyed by like how little availability there is for clothing for, well...us, I guess. So I wanted to try and improve the industry. I recently wanted to get some stuff I made recently in the window, but they wont put extra big mannequins there for whatever reason!" Vicky nodded as she listened, noticing how Chelsea's bust jiggled with every little motion. Even when she did her cute little nervous laugh.

"I mean it's whatever, I guess our shape is still too 'fetish-y' for most people. Not that it isnt like really sexy orrrr-" Chelsea stopped mid-way, realizing she might be trailing off and delving too deep into the particular topic. "Uh hehe, sorry I went off on a tangent there~ Lemme help you find what you were looking for!" She said as she bounded around Vicky, gently guiding her deeper into the store.

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Here's the completed pic of Vicky, along with the first chapter the very fun story involving her meeting Chelsea, more to come soon!

Vicky is https://breastexpansionistblogger.tumblr.com/'s OC, and of course Chelsea is mine :P