Hannah Expandah
Chapter 3
Hannah drove back to Mesmerize and Enchant’s campus and parked outside her dorm. Her breasts had been tingling and aching throughout the entire trip. Hopefully it was nothing. Just some stupid experimental side effect or whatever. Those scam artists!
She hoped her father wouldn’t find out about her little ten thousand dollar purchase. He usually didn’t notice such small expenditures anyway.
But what a gyp that had been! That was the most frustrating part. Hannah wouldn’t even have anything to show her father for it. Usually he forgave her trespasses after she convinced him that what she’d purchased was worth it, but this? This was nothing!
She peeked down the second floor hallway and around corners, checking if Brenda was around. Hannah wasn’t in the mood to confront her friend at this moment. She rapidly made her way to her own room on the bottom floor and fished for her keys.
Unfortunately for Hannah, it sounded like Kayla was in. She wasn’t looking forward to her black roommate’s attempts to cheer her up once she’d realized Hannah was in a bad mood. She was always trying to make everyone happy. It was so spurious!
She opened the dorm door and prepared for a barrage of speech from her talkative roommate.
“Hey Hannah, you’re back! I heard you had a rough time.”
“Rough time?! Who told you! Don’t doctors have some sort of… confidentiality thing!? Or whatever it’s called!”
“Doctors? No, with Ms. Buckland! She can be pretty mean, I know.”
“Ms. Buckland?” Hannah searched her thoughts. Oh right. “Who told you about that?”
“Brenda. She wants to talk to you, you know.”
“Ugh! Well, I don’t wanna talk to her. I just wanna go to sleep. Stupid operation…” she muttered.
“You really should talk to your friend,” Kayla continued to nag, ignoring Hannah’s petulance.
Meanwhile, Hannah was undressing. “I said I want to go to sleep!”
She pulled off her t-shirt.
The sight of Hannah’s breasts battered Kayla, clawing and tearing right in her soul. The inexorable, lustful gravity of those perfectly formed breasts, their impossible perkiness, the smooth, silky skin yearning to be fondled and caressed drove Kayla absolutely mad with desire. Thanks to those gravity defying spheres, Hannah’s generous cleavage looked absolutely inviting, forming a perfect, sexy canyon of female flesh that she wished she could bury her face in and never leave.
“Kayla? What are you staring at? Is it my small boobs?”
Kayla could only drool as the fire in her womb burned ever hotter.
“It is, isn’t it! We can’t all have boobs as big as yours, okay! Stop!” Hannah brought her arm over her nipples, brushing them gently and shivering from the shockingly sensitive sensations before covering them up fully.
“Nooooooo!” Kayla whined. “Please, let me see them again!”
“You’re not making fun of me?” Hannah asked cautiously.
“Nooooo! Pleaaaase! I need to… unnf… god, you’re so sexy!”
“Okay…” Hannah obliged, still distrustful.
She brought her arm down slowly, revealing her new, improved chest to her roommate once again. Kayla gasped as her eyes glazed over, marveling at how Hannah’s breasts didn’t sag at all, even with her arm no longer supporting them. Hannah’s breasts asserted their dominance over Kayla’s mind once again, drilling pure bliss and obedience into her vulnerable, spotty thinking.
The black girl’s leaking sex was staining her jeans. Her arms and legs felt weak, her fingers trembling. Her vision was beginning to spin and blur, multiple images of a faded Hannah rotating around, with only her breasts remaining solid and constant.
Kayla couldn’t break her gaze even if she wanted to. And she didn’t want to.
Her lips went slack. She began to drool out of the corner of her mouth.
“Kayla, what the hell are you doing? Is this supposed to be some kind of joke?” Hannah was feeling self conscious again.
“Guhhh…”
Kayla’s pussy was pulsing now. Her clit throbbed and ached, her spine tingled with pleasure, radiating blasts of ecstasy through her entire electrified body. All from just staring at the perfection that was Hannah’s breasts. She licked her lips, trying to imagine just how sweet her mistress’s perfume pink nipples tasted.
“M… mistress…” she spoke out loud, giving voice to the thoughts swirling in the lusty fog that was her mind. “My mistress…”
“What!” Hannah shouted.
Her subtle movement caused her breasts to bounce oh-so-barely. The erotic movement of her rippling flesh nearly pushed Kayla over the edge.
Hannah eyed the girl curiously. Nobody could put on that convincing a performance!
She cupped her girlish breasts and gave them a jiggle. Kayla’s pupils followed obediently with Hannah’s nipples, never breaking her intense stare.
“So you really like my smallish boobs, huh?” Hannah inquired.
“Y-yes… like…”
“You sound like some sort of zombie!” Hannah giggled. “You like them that much?”
She gave her breasts another slow, sexy squeeze. They bulged so deliciously.
“Mmf!! Yes!!” Kayla cried out.
“It’s like you’re totally mesmerized by them! Like our school name! You are getting veeeeery sleepy…” Hannah droned jokingly.
Kayla’s eyelids began to droop.
“Hey! Eyes open! Focus on me now,” Hannah ordered.
Kayla could not possibly disobey. Her deep-set eyes snapped wide open, but her mind was still lost in a hazy fog, full of visions of Hannah controlling her every movement, her every thought.
“Wow, you’re really playing along! Let me see…” Hannah brushed the irresistible pink bud on her breast as she brought her finger up to her chin, striking a deep-in-thought posture.
Kayla merely drooled brainlessly.
“I’ve got it! Going to sleep is boring. But instead…” Hannah smirked mischievously.
“Look at my tits,” Hannah’s voice dropped into a conspiratorial whisper. “So… large,” she choked on the word, too ashamed to be able to lie about her breast size so easily. “So round, so perky, so wonderfully shaped…”
That wasn’t a lie.
“You’re totally obsessed with them. Every second you stare at them, your mind slips away, further and further, replaced by lust and worship… you want nothing more than to look at my pretty boobs…”
Kayla gasped in arrested lust as she processed Hannah’s commands.
“Yes, that’s it… keep looking, deeper and deeper, hornier and hornier,” Hannah droned, amazed by Kayla’s convincing act. She decided to go for broke.
“They’re so wonderful, you can barely handle it! You’re going to come from just looking at them!”
“Nnng!” Kayla moaned urgently, feeling the growing wetness between her legs turning into a boiling fountain.
“Yes! You love it so much! Just looking at my boobs…” Hannah massaged those perfect spheres once more...
“Wanting to suck on my nipples…” she flicked them with her beautifully manicured digits…
“Oh, to lick and suck on them…” she jiggled her rippling flesh for Kayla’s eyes…
“It just makes you totally brainless and come all over yourself!”
Kayla choked, her throat seizing as she began to orgasm on the spot. She would have shut her eyes, but something about Hannah’s breasts demanded total obedience and subjugation. She just stared at Hannah’s lovely twin peaks and trembled violently as her love canal clenched and spurted her fluid down her inner thighs.
The intense sensations of her Hannah-induced orgasm was better than anything she’d ever felt before! Better than sex with an experienced lover. Better than playing with herself with a dildo in the exact ways she knew how to get herself off. Hannah was just better.
“Nnnng!” was the only sound that came out of her mouth as a second orgasm boiled inside of her as the first subsided.
Hannah’s eyes began to glow with power as Kayla broke under the influence of Hannah’s new breasts. Unintentionally breaking Kayla had triggered something primal inside of her that the operation had brought out.
Hannah’s own tan flesh began to smooth and even out as she broke her victim. The fine body hairs along her legs, her arms, her torso, her pussy, all fell away, never to bother her again. She shut her eyes involuntarily as she gained an inch of height, all in her slender, supple legs. And those breasts that had utterly battered and crushed Kayla into a gooey, orgasmic mess, swelled in response, growing in size before hefting up, remembering to ignore the pull of gravity.
The two girls finally came down from their respective highs. Hannah opened her new, more intense gaze and found Kayla on her knees, staring up worshipfully.
“Are you happy now, slave?” Hannah declared. “I can’t believe you would like breasts as small as mine. I barely believed you the day I met you, but you instantly became my slave as soon as I moved in. I suppose you’re just weird like that. I’ve always only been a C cup. What’s so impressive about these?”
She traced her silky fingers underneath them and gently massaged her firm, swollen breasts once more.
Kayla groaned.