Pumpkins

Karyn gasped in horror as the die turned to pumpkin. Her scream of anger turned into a yelp of exsestity as she felt her breasts begin to grow. Her breasts swelled against her shirt and bra, pushing them to the braking point. Finally, her bra poped down off her breasts and her shirt ripped down the front. She watched in fascination as her breasts continued to swell. She couldn't believe she had been unhappy about this before. This was the best feeling she every got. She felt sad when they stopped growing, though the reason in her was glad they stopped when they did. Then her shirt and bra disappeared. She realized that in a world where both men and women have breasts, clothing on the upper body was unnecessary. Anyways, her breasts where extremly perky regardless. They seamed to float even without support. Suddenly, a moan reminded her she wasn't alone.