Three Ounces or Less

Lauren peered into her carry-on bag again in disbelief as the TSA agent shook her head. “I'm sorry, but fluids are limited to 3.4 ounces for carry-on luggage. You'll have to dispose of anything over that amount."

Trish came up behind Lauren, peeking over her shoulder into the bag. "It's just shampoo! I told you we should have packed it in our checked bags."

"They're really going to make us throw out 5 ounces of shampoo?" Lauren said with a laugh, turning to face Trish. As she did, her breasts - stuffed to bursting with 6 liters of saline in her expanders - threatened to spill out of her pink floral blouse, the straps straining under their immense size and weight.

"Oh, come on now!" Trish cried, gesturing to Lauren's cartoonish chest. "Surely you're going to make her throw THOSE out too, are you?"

The TSA agent's eyes widened as she took in the sight of Lauren's breasts, each one bigger than her head. She stammered for a moment, at a loss for how to respond to something so wildly outside the usual regulations.

Lauren couldn’t help but laugh at the look on the agent’s face, grabbing her chest and giving it a shake to send waves of motion through the saline. “What, these old things? I guess the liquid limits don’t exactly apply to implants, huh?”

“I - I suppose not,” the agent said faintly.

Still giggling, Lauren zipped up her bag and slung it over her shoulder, struggling slightly under the weight of her massive bust. “Come on, Trish, let’s go catch our flight! The beaches of Aruba await, and I’m ready to get a tan on these babies!”

Trish laughed, linking her arm through Lauren’s as they made their way through the terminal. “The locals won’t know what hit them when you stroll onto that beach! I’m just glad I’m not the one who has to sit next to that wobbling spectacle for 6 hours straight!”

“Oh please, like you wouldn’t trade places with me for these glorious glamor globes in a second!” Lauren gave her breasts another shake for emphasis, nearly knocking a passerby over with their immense size.

Trish just shook her head, trying and failing to hide a smile. “You got me there. But for now I’ll just enjoy the show!”

And with that, the two friends headed off on their vacation, Lauren’s wildly oversized chest preceding them by a good three feet or more.