Cream for Your Coffee, Part 7

'Enormously,' indeed.

Hitomi's knockers steadily inflated, the strange cream for the coffee continuing its growing reaction. Could she even still reach her nipples? She attempted, struggling and grunting as she stretched her lean arms out as far as she could, and she barely brushed the edge of her already enlarged areola. This only lasted for a moment as the edges left her fingertips, the growth not slowing down in the least.

She decided to do all she could do at this point: wait. Wait and, of course, resume pleasuring herself. Her eyelids fluttered behind the thick strands of her dark hair that were nearly covering her face, and she moaned, reveling in the feeling of her breasts swelling. 

Reveling, but still a bit nervous. She couldn't be sure, but something told her that this wasn't going to stop any time soon. Maybe it was due to mistakes generally having greater consequences, but it didn't matter.

"Uuunnnnhh," she cooed. She might as well enjoy it.

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Part 7 of 10! Hitomi getting bigger, thanks to !