We need to bottle it.

So there’s a pretty Hooters waitress in Wisconsin named Danielle Houghton who has really big boobs. And when I say really big boobs, you know I mean really big boobs. But here’s the rub: they didn’t use to be big at all. In the earlier Hooters profile pics her breasts look pretty big, double-Ds maybe, but she doesn’t appear to have the mind blowing mega-bosom she’s got in the later pics. For work related purposes I was checking out some of her photos when I stumbled on an interesting factoid:

Her breasts are still growing. One account on Regretful Morning from about 18 months ago is that she has a medical condition that will cause her breasts to continue growing for her entire life, and that she’ll need to have periodic reduction surgery to bring them back into normal human scale. If that’s true, this is the greatest case of Cursed With Awesome I’ve ever heard of.

There’s also another, different story:

“The wrong kind of birth control” made her breasts gigantic. The claim is that she was on “the pill” for a year and her breasts just kept growing bigger and bigger and bigger. If that’s the actual cause I (and millions of American women) want to know all about whatever prescription she was taking.

I doubt the pill story, though. In my younger years I dated a petite girl who ballooned from a C-cup to a DD-cup in the space of a few months (before I was with her, damnit all to hell) because of a birth control prescription change. However, it did not cause ongoing growth for years and the effects, while abundant and pleasing, it was not remotely in the same class as what happened to Danielle Houghton, who expanded from something like a B-cup to “standard brassiere fitting metrics no longer apply.” Also, you’ve got to think at some point she’d say, “It’s been three months since I could buy off-the-rack bras, clothing, see any part of my body below my diaphragm or stand up straight. Maybe I should just ask my boyfriend to wear a condom.”

There’s a ton of photos of Danielle out there. I was not able to find any obviously recent ones but one can remain hopeful that she’s bigger than ever and still making the Janesville, Wisconsin Hooters a popular destination throughout the Upper Midwest.

Bubblicious has posted an animation featuring a small breasted girl growing a truly enormous set of breasts. It’s all worked via photomanipulation, too, so when this girl with her arched back swells to titanic proportions, it’s just the miracle of photoshop rather than 3D modeling or anything like that. Click the link to see the animation. It’s pretty hot.

Abstract22, an artist of whom I previously lacked awareness, posts manipulated photos of women with truly enormous breasts to deviantART, with breast expansion backstories explaining how they got that way. His work is comfortably realistic, given its unrealism.

[Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow - deviantART]

Kim looked sleepy as she made her way into a Los Angeles fitness studio on Friday and appeared to be wearing fake eye lashes to boot.

According to new reports, the Keeping Up With The Kardashians star has already grown four cup sizes during her pregnancy, going from a 36D to 36G.

She is said to be wearing a sports bra daily, although she appeared to have outgrown the one she had on today.
A source told Britain’s Heat magazine: ‘Kim loves her curves, but she’s upset that nothing in her wardrobe fits her any more.’

I’m not sharing any photos of Kim Kardashian and her newly increased boobflesh because I don’t care to trod into the paparazzi photo rights territory and risk lawsuits, takedown notices and the like. That Daily Mail link above should contain everything you’re likely to need.

Probably all Boob Grow readers all familiar with the breast growth cream that’s advertised on many less-than-reputable sites. Well, what if it actually worked? In fact, what if it worked vastly better than advertised, and with liberal application could quickly transform even a flat-chested woman into a giant-breasted sexpot, in just a matter of minutes?

Well, I wondered about that, and made a sequence that I uploaded to deviantART. Check out my latest breast expansion comic here. It’s called, “When Life Gives You Lemons, Rearrange the Letters and Grow Some Melons!”.

Berggie has created a very delicious breast expansion sequence featuring a modestly-endowed beach-goer who suddenly finds herself growing right out of her bikini top. I’ve only used the first three panels above, but suffice to say things proceed far beyond what’s shown. Her breasts expand to truly colossal proportions and it’s unlikely she’ll be leaving the beach under her own power.

[Bee BE - deviantART]

This is the introductory transformation:

In moments, a hole in the wall opened up like magic and a bunch of new little aliens, all exactly the same, came running in. They stared at the two girls with total intrigue and then began chattering away all at once. Lizzie couldn’t focus on any one of them and missed it all, like crowd noise. Obviously they didn’t have that problem. Finally, two or three of them went to the controls and began turning gooey-looking dials as the others all stood watching. A brighter light switched on right above Lizzie’s head, like a spotlight. She saw one go on over Samantha at the same moment. And then they pushed some more controls and a loud humming noise filled the room.

The aliens stared at them with rapt attention, except for one at the controls who kept adjusting dials furiously. What was happening? Obviously something was supposed to happen. Lizzie didn’t understand at first what was so damn interesting. Mebbie they were just kind of scanning her. No, most were more interested in her and Samantha than any readouts. Lizzie still didn’t get it, but it was a little easier to move. This stuff wasn’t so tight on her. It wasn’t pinching her hips as much and didn’t hurt her boobs anymore. They were releasing it. At least the little pricks were trying to make her comfortable. Only by the way Sammie was struggling, it seemed to be having the opposite effect on her. She gave out muffled moans like the plastic was getting tighter. Lizzie saw it actually tighten a bit on her in places. As it tightened, Lizzie remarked to herself that with those dowdy clothes off, Sammie’s figure was actually a little better than they gave her credit for. She wasn’t half the stick-insect she’d looked like. Her long skirts did nothing to show off those hips. As for her chest, it wasn’t really that bad after all. Lizzie still wasn’t getting it until she heard the word “Faster!” in her mind, and the alien at the controls jiggled the dials. Then she could actually see the effect before her eyes. Sammie’s boobs blew up to fabulous proportions. Why they were almost as good as -

Lizzie let out a muffled shriek and struggled like crazy. No, no! They couldn’t do this! Her own tits were deflating as Sammie’s got bigger! These fucking aliens were giving her Lizzie’s boobs! “No! No! Stop it!” she wanted to scream. “You can’t do this!” Somehow the aliens heard her… but they ignored her. And made a noise that sounded like chuckling.

The cellophane was growing tighter again, even as Samantha began to relax a bit. It was hard to get a good look, but Lizzie’s heart fell as it sunk in what’d happened. Samantha was stacked now. Her boobs were every bit as good as Lizzie’s had been… and her own chest looked like a flatland. This wasn’t fair. It really wasn’t. Lizzie just tried to close her eyes, but she couldn’t even do that, the cellophane was so tight on her face. She just wanted this hideous experiment over, and her boobs back. They were gonna put it all back, right? Lizzie would have heard about stories like this. They were just fucking around, but it’d all be all right in the end. The aliens weren’t even looking at her anymore, only Samantha. And then the smell of the stuff coming into her nostrils became kinda funny, and she blacked out.

Lizzie came to on the road not far from Samantha’s house. She was back in her cheerleader outfit, and her math book and purse were lying in the grass not far away. She’d just blacked out on the way to Sammie’s house. Of course. She thrust her hands to her chest and screamed. “Oh, God, no! This can’t be happening!”

She ran all the way home and up to her room, stripping down to her bra and undies and looking into her full length mirror. The bra was useless. The fucking gray little bastards had a sense of humor by putting it back on her at all. Her hips didn’t look as good as they had either. “Oh, God, no…” she sobbed. “No, anything but that…” Why couldn’t they have struck her deaf? Even blind! Anything but her boobs! She began hyperventilating and finally passed out again.

And here’s one from several chapters in, as one of the girls uses her enhanced IQ to apply the technology to other women:

Apparently the redhead was drawing on all six of the other girls, for at first kim didn’t notice any definite change in them as her own chest began to fill out again. but slowly their chests began to deflate. none of them looked too happy about it, but one girl seemed, behind that sound-proof barrier, to be going into hysterics. apparently she’d been here for a few days at least but hadn’t known about anything like this. kim couldn’t help feeling a little better in spite of herself as her breasts slowly returned to their natural size, but she hated herself for it. if only there were a mirror… no, god, what was she talking about? this was all insane! she kept turning her attention from her own growing mammaries to the deflating chests of the other girls and back again. it went much slower with them than with her, apparently because it was six to one and she was taking boobs from all of them. taking boobs! it sounded ridiculous. the sadistic, now-stacked redhead who was putting them through all of this might have all sorts of technical terms for it, but really that was what it amounted to. she was getting their breasts. “my god, that’s enough!” she shrieked, looking back to her own chest. she thrust her hands around her ballooning pair as if to hold them in place, but her fingers just kept slipping as she found herself holding less and less, until finally her palms were covering little more than than her nipples themselves. “for the love of god, stop!” she screamed. her boobs were now the size of basketballs and still growing. the other girls were still deflating, but none of them had much left. “no, please! i’m grotesque! it’s too much!”

This is a foundational breast expansion story and it’s one I return to every few years to enjoy anew.

Evidently Vizivius uses Poser, which is inspiring and amazing to me. I suspect he uses some kind of motion capture because it would be damned hard to get such natural movement without it. The video is really well done and I hope we see more breast expansion subject matter from Vizivius.

I put together a quickie breast expansion comic this evening for your viewing pleasure. It involves a young lady who makes a wish that she had bigger breasts to fill out some of her more revealing outfits, and the wish comes through in abundance!

A few hours ago Jessica Simpson, who is about nine months along in her pregnancy, posted the picture above to Twitter. The UK Daily Mail wrote it up and titled story The hardest working bikini in showbiz! and they weren’t kidding.

Holy. Boobs.

The girl’s gorgeous – always has been – and except when that first husband of hers pushed her to diet away her curves she’s always been deliciously chesty. However, this is a whole different category of chestiness. Her breasts have grown to absolutely spectacular proportions and I would be remiss if I failed to express my approval and delight.

They’ve each grown bigger than her head. We’re looking at a pop star whose breasts are larger than her head. Thank you Baby Jesus for a Christmas miracle!