Bumpin’ into Each Other - 2 of 2

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Contains: Breast Expansion as Weight Gain, Teasing

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Bumpin’ into Each Other

III

“Charlieeeeee… wait uuuuuuup!”

For about the dozenth time that day, I cursed my bad luck. How had I gone from a normal train commute to the university, to buying a ridiculous lunch for a gluttonous idol, to having said idol staggering along behind me looking like a pregnant woman?

“Walk faster. I’m going to be late for my presentation.” I snapped.

“Charlie this is your fault!” Roxxie called, cradling her distended belly with one hand. “You need to take responsibility!”

Several people turned to look at us and I felt my face grow warm again. I stopped walking to let Roxxie catch up.

“Will you please stop saying weird things so loud? People are gonna get the wrong idea…”

“But I’m sooo full…” Roxxie whined, “Help me walk…”

Roxxie put one heavy arm around me, leaning her half–naked and overstuffed body onto my shoulders. I’m ashamed to say I nearly crumpled to the sidewalk. I’ve never been much of an athlete— my studies were far too important to me to waste time on things like sports. But that doesn’t mean I want to be seen as weak by a pretty girl. Even one as annoying as this one.

I steadied her as best I could. Her left arm draped over my small shoulders, and her tightly–packed stomach and bobbling left breast bumped into me with every step. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine my big day turning out like this. I glanced up at Roxxie with disgust.

“What?” She asked.

I rolled my eyes. “Nothing…”

We made it to the university without any further mishaps, and I led Roxxie to the nearest study room I could find. Luckily, the campus was fairly abandoned for the summer, so we only got a few weird looks from passing students.

I spotted a couch in the study room, so I led the bloated girl across the room where she dropped on her big soft behind. Roxxie turned sideways, slumping onto her back. She rested a hand on her round tummy as it rose even higher than her giant boobs.

“Hooooah –urp– Charlieeee…”

How had this adult woman turned into a giant baby in just a few hours?

Finally free of the greedy, annoying idol, I paced the study room, flipping through my notes to make sure I still had everything in order. I was out of time to be bothering with Roxxie— I needed to focus on acing this presentation and winning that scholarship!

I heard footsteps and a group of voices coming from the hallway. I was standing near the open door so I peeked out. It was the scholarship committee! I started sweating all over again, pulling the door closed. Roxxie had taken up several hours of my studying time and I wasn’t nearly prepared! I dashed over to the table where I’d dropped my bag and started pulling out the materials for my presentation. That’s when I remembered an even bigger problem than my lack of readiness.

Roxxie had stopped moaning, but now the blue–haired glutton was starting to fall asleep.

“Roxxane, the committee is on their way, you need to hide!”

“–Hmmm– what?” She mumbled, heavy eyelids drifting closed.

“The scholarship committee! I need to ace this presentation or I won’t get my scholarship!”

“Oh. Well, good luck.”

“No! If they see a half–naked woman in here with me they’re gonna reject my application on the spot! You need to hide!!”

I was starting to panic. Mercifully, Roxxie seemed to finally comprehend the gravity of the situation. She rolled slowly onto her side and sat up.

“Shit. If I get caught in here with you it’ll end up all over socials! I’ll get my accounts banned for sure!”

“Whatever, just hide!” I begged.

Roxxie whimpered and moaned with every movement. It seemed her stuffed stomach did not appreciate being jostled. First, she tried to crawl under the coffee table. Of course, she didn’t fit— the table tipped to one side, spilling a bunch of my presentation materials out of my bag and all over the floor.

“What are you doing!?” I hissed.

Roxxie opened her mouth to argue with me, and a small round sphere rolled off the table right into her stupid mouth. Her eyes went wide in shock and I watched in slow–motion horror as she swallowed the tiny ball.

That was the prototype for my presentation!

There was no time to deal with that now; anyway, it was probably already being absorbed into Roxxie’s bloodstream along with the metric ton of food she’d eaten at lunch. As she struggled out from under the table and stood, I pushed her back against the wall next to a window, pulling a curtain in front of her. It was almost as bad a hiding place as the coffee table. Her shoes stuck out the bottom and the curtain draped over her rounded body in an obvious way. I pulled the nearby table covered in my notes and presentation materials. Maybe this would make my hidden companion less obvious. The shape of Roxxie’s full stomach bulged on top of the table, making me wince. Panicking I tried desperately to come up with a better solution.

The door behind me creaked open. I was out of time.

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IV

The presentation went by in a blur. I remember the committee asking me questions and my answering them, but the details are a complete fog in my memory. I’ll try to summarize the details of my project.

I’ve had a passion for science since I was a kid, particularly biology. The university has one of the best bio programs in the country, but they normally don’t let incoming first years into the program. Anyway, I’d never be able to afford the tuition. But there’s an elite scholarship that accepts high school seniors as nominees. It’s a long process involving a sponsor and tons of paperwork, culminating in a project or presentation the nominee has to present before a committee from the department.

My project is a nutritional supplement designed to focus and manipulate the way nutrients are absorbed by the body. It would have applications for bodybuilders, athletes, people recovering from eating disorders like anorexia… I remember one of the committee members suggesting it could even be used for cosmetic purposes, which I hadn’t considered. It’s still in the very theoretical stage, but with the help of one of my bio teachers, I was able to make a prototype. Unfortunately, the only sample I had was now being digested along with a truckload of buffet food.

That part of the presentation I do remember quite clearly.

“So Charles, I understand you have a prototype tissue sample?” An older male professor asked.

“Erm…”

“It’s probably there under the curtain Doctor, I’m sure he wants to keep it secret.” A woman suggested.

“Oh yes,” I blurted out without thinking “it’s covered by the cloth there.”

I pointed at the round shapes resting on my table. It was of course Roxxie’s gut and enormous breasts.

“If you’re shy about showing it to us, could we maybe… feel it?” She asked.

Unable to come up with any reasonable excuse, all I could say was “of, of course… go right ahead!”

The three committee members stood and hovered around the table. They looked over my notes and formulae, taking turns pushing and prodding at Roxxie’s body through the curtain.

“Fascinating… it’s supple but has a surprising firmness…”

I could hear my heartbeat thumping in my ears. I sent a desperate prayer to the universe that Roxxie would be able to keep quiet.

“Well, I think I’m satisfied.” The younger male professor said. “Doctors?”

“Mmhmm.” Murmured the older man.

The woman nodded.

“This is quite a promising project, Charles.” The older professor said with a fatherly smile. “I think I speak for the entire department when I say we’ll be watching your educational career with great interest.”

The rest of the meeting was a blur as I shook each of their hands. I hope I didn’t make too big a fool of myself in my excitement.

I must have stood in the room shaking and stunned for several minutes after the committee members left. Then I remembered my companion.

“You can come out now, Roxxane.”

The big beauty emerged from behind the curtain. Her face was completely red, and she looked like she might cry. She staggered back to the couch and slumped down into it. She tried to drop her elbows to her knees, but her belly was still much too full for the pose. Instead, she sat with her shoulders hunched down, resting her hands on her bloated stomach.

“I’m really sorry about that,” I said, “I kinda panicked.”

“I know. I…”

“And I’m sorry again about the train. It really was an accident.”

“I know that, Charlie. I was mostly just messing with you.” Roxxie muttered.

“I kinda figured. I guess things got a little out of hand, huh?”

I walked closer to where she sat. She seemed so different now than she had earlier. I wondered which version of Roxane was the real one.

Roxxie mumbled something I couldn’t hear.

“Hmm?” I asked.

She looked up at me, and I saw something new in her maroon eyes; sincerity.

“I said I’m really sorry I almost ruined your big day.”

I sat on the table across from her and lightly touched her arm.

“That’s okay… Roxxie. It all worked out in the end.”

She smiled then, a genuine smile, not the smug, mocking smirk she’d been wearing earlier. I realized perhaps for the first time how truly beautiful she was. This was the real Roxxane for sure.

“Thanks, Charlie.”

I extended a hand to her. “Friends?”

“D’aww, Charlie!”

Roxxie lurched up from the couch and wrapped me in a hug. I felt like I was surrounded by huge breasts and a fat belly.

“You’re a good kid.”

“I’m not a kid!” I wheezed in protest. “And I can’t breathe!”

Roxxie let me go, then fell back onto the couch laughing. Her whole body shook and she quickly pressed both hands flat on her stomach.

“Oooohh… it hurts too much to laugh!”

She met my eyes again.

“Sorry, I know you’re not a kid. Of course I’ll be your friend.”

I felt my face getting warm again, and I looked down at the floor. “T–thanks…”

Roxxie leaned back on the couch, lifting her legs beside her and rolling onto her back.

“I need to rest my eyes for a bit now. You don’t have to stay…” Her eyes drifted shut but a small smile stayed on her lips.

“That’s fine. I need to pack up all this stuff anyway.”

As I started picking up my papers and sorting them, I suddenly felt very tired myself. It was like all the craziness of the day hit me all at once. I dropped into a nearby armchair to look through my papers, struggling to keep my eyes open.

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V

I have no idea how long I slept. Sometime later I started to wake up, feeling warm and safe. I slowly opened one eye and didn’t recognize the ceiling above me. I was laying on my back. I felt something heavy on my legs, and something soft and warm covering my chest. A bit of warm air brushed my ear, and my eyes bolted open.

Rolling my head to one side I saw Roxxie’s cute face asleep mere centimeters from mine. Somehow I’d ended up on the study hall couch with her, and she was wrapped around me on one side. One thick leg rested on top of mine, and I was sandwiched between her huge breasts.

“Wha— hey!” I shouted.

In a panic, I rolled out of the blue–haired girl’s grasp and promptly fell on the floor. Roxxie’s eyes fluttered open as I was falling; and she sat up, letting out a shriek of her own. I collected myself and stood to my feet.

“What the heck are you…” I trailed off as my brain short–circuited. Roxane’s breasts were huge.

I mean, they were already huge. Now they were enormous.

“What happened to me!?” She cried, jumping to her feet.

The sudden motion sent her massive lobes bobbling wildly, and I worried she might pop out of her bikini again. It was way too small now, the strings or whatever were digging into her flesh on the top and sides, and she was positively overflowing her blue and white swimwear.

Roxxie’s small hands explored her newly expanded body. She poked into them, then reached under each one to lift it, letting them drop down to bob like floating beach balls for several seconds. I don’t know anything about girls’ breasts, but they looked at least 50% larger than they’d been before we fell asleep.

The silence got awkward, so I asked; “I’m guessing they don’t usually… swell up… like that?”

She looked at me like I was a moron. I know of course that human bodies don’t grow in a matter of hours, but in my still half–asleep state I was grasping at straws.

“Of course not Charlie!”

“Is it an allergic reaction? Something you ate at the restaurant? Maybe food poisoning?”

“I don’t think food poisoning does this!” She gestured at her swollen breasts, and I couldn’t help but watch mesmerized as they bobbed and jiggled again from her quick movement.

Suddenly a light bulb went off in my head.

“The prototype!”

“What?”

“The prototype for my project! It’s a nutritional supplement that—“

“Yeah yeah, I was here for your whole presentation, remember? What does that have to do with my tits swelling up like balloons?”

“Well…” I stared at the floor. “You sort of –um– ate it.”

“What!?”

“That sphere you swallowed when you were crawling under the table.”

“That little ball?”

I nodded.

Roxxie started to pace back and forth across the study room. She spoke again, but slowly, as if she was working out a particularly tricky math problem. I found it hard not to stare at the way her chest bounced with each step as she walked.

“So… your project affects the way a body uses calories…”

“Nutrients.”

“Yeah, that. And I ate the prototype. So whatever was in that ball made my body… store all the ‘nutrients’ from that big lunch… up here?”

She grabbed her chest, and I winced at the way her bikini strained.

“I… I guess so… yeah.” I mumbled.

I watched Roxxie’s pupils dilate and her expression changed entirely. She hopped over to me, taking both my hands in hers.

“Charlie, do you know what this means?” She asked with a wide grin.

“Um… no?”

I’m sure I was blushing again. Her huge, enormous breasts filled my view. I had to crane my neck just to see Roxxie’s face.

“You just invented natural boob jobs!”

I opened my mouth, then closed it. I opened it again.

“Natural what?”

Roxxie dropped my hands and stepped away, talking faster and more excitedly now.

“Breast enhancement. Boob jobs! With that little pill you made, women could get bigger boobs without surgery, just by eating a little extra food!”

No rational person would have called Roxxie’s lunch a ‘little extra,’ but my mind was already scrambling to process her words.

“You’re gonna be rich, Charlie!”

“But it’s just a prototype!” I protested. “This isn’t even what it was supposed to do! It’s supposed to promote muscle growth…”

“Well, call it a happy accident!” Roxxie said with a grin, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet and making her breasts bobble constantly.

My whole face felt warm and I looked away, staring at the floor. “I’m not sure I can even make it work again.”

Roxxie stepped up to me, putting her hands on my shoulders. “You can do it, Charlie. I believe in you.”

I’m sure I was fully blushing then. I pulled out of Roxxie’s grip, dashing over to the table to grab my bag, reaching for the papers within.

“I’ll have to run my calculations again and double–check the formulae. I might need a sample of your blood to see if there’s something unique there—“

I felt Roxxie’s hand touch mine, her fingers sliding between each of my fingers. I looked down, stunned.

“What—“

“There’s plenty of time for that… later.” She said, beaming at me with a wide, genuine smile.

She grabbed my bag and stuffed it into my hands, pulling me toward the door.

“Come on, let’s go to the arcade!”

“What?”

“We deserve a little fun after this weird day. Plus we have to celebrate your scholarship!”

The way she held my hand and pulled me along was somehow very different than it’d been a few hours ago.

Roxxie looked back at me with a big warm grin.

“Come on! You’re too young to be so stressed out all the time!”

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