"Here it is! The prototype growth formula I've been talking about. We still have to dilute it a bit for the market. Just a little bit is enough to make you jump a few cup sizes!"
"Uhh, that's really cool and all, but I think you spilled a little on your chest..."
"Huh?"
You hear the sound of buttons popping as the young woman's top slides away, revealing much larger breasts than before.
"Um, bad news, you spilled a bit more on yourself during that burst of growth."
"Mmmn, what?"
Her breasts expand further, smashing against the table with a loud thud.
"*Huff* *Huff* Is it over? Fuck...I'm going to lose my job."
"Uhh, bad news... you spilled the cup on the table..."