From alt.sex.stories.tg Fri Apr 26 00:51:02 1996 Path: mordred.cc.jyu.fi!news.csc.fi!news.eunet.fi!EU.net!newsfeed.internetmci.com!in2.uu.net!news.i-link.net!usenet ~~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.tg ~~Organization: I-Link ~Lines: 300 Message-ID: 7IEexY5faxtT090yn@i-link.net ~Reply-To: LabRat@i-link.net (Karen Mitchell) NNTP-Posting-Host: austin-1-9.i-link.net Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit
I did not write this and you must be 18 or over to read it as it may contain a great deal of adult explicit sexuality. If this is offensive do not read - delete file. For those of us who enjoy .... enjoy! Please do not ask for files by e-mail - I can barely keep up with what I have now.
Busting out
This is a story about a young man with a fetish which later proved to be his undoing.
Billy Talbot had, as his girlfriend Nina would say, "a thing for boobs". That was certainly true, and Nina was proof of it. She was not a particularly attractive girl, 19 years old, with a rather plain face, but she had a huge bustline, with which Billy was obsessed.
Nina stood 5'7" and weighed about 150 pounds. She felt she was a little overweight, but Billy offered her no encouragement in her efforts to diet. In fact, he sabotaged every diet she ever went on, by buying chocolates and candy to tempt her, and telling her he liked her just the way she was . She really wanted to lose weight, but she wasn't a very strong-willed person and, with Billy's lack of encouragement, she was never successful at dieting.
Billy could also be described as somewhat less than trim and muscular. He was much shorter than Nina, only standing 5'1", and weighing about 120 pounds, with most of his weight in his hips and butt. He had always been chubby, even as a child. As a teen, he had never had a girlfriend, and as a result, had become somewhat of a chauvinist, frequently making derogatory remarks about women.
Billy entered the modest apartment he shared with Nina about 4:00 PM one Friday afternoon. Nina was already home, as she had been sick that day, and sensed something was wrong the moment he walked in. He worked on a factory assembly line downtown, and his shift didn't end until 5 o'clock.
"What is it Billy, why are you home so early", she asked.
"I got fired by that fat cow, Mrs. Walker", was his sullen reply. Nina felt a little hurt by that comment, but didn't think now was the time to be sensitive to his coarseness.
Three months later:
Due to Billy being out of work, he and Nina had to move in with her mother and sister. They were both nurses at a nearby teaching hospital and worked long, irregular hours. After Nina finished her schooling, she began a new job as a medical assistant in the hospital pharmacy.
Apparently, all the women in Nina's family shared a well-developed bustline. Although Billy found the women a pain to live with, especially since he was out of work and had to take care of the house, he certainly did enjoy being around three big-busted women.
Billy got along fine with the women for the most part, but his occasional demeaning comments about women in general, and big-breasted women in particular, added tension to the situation. The women of the household were well aware of his attraction to big breasts as Nina, her mother and sister were close and shared much, and they did not take his leering stares and comments as complimentary. For the most part, they let them go, but each time it happened, the level of tension was raised a notch.
Finally an incident occurred which brought everything to a head. While in the kitchen with Nina's older sister Debbie, Billy "accidentally" fondled one of her breasts. She was wearing a tight t-shirt with no bra, and he just couldn't help himself. A short yelling match ensued, after which Billy stormed out of the house.
When Billy returned to the house later that evening, he was surprised to find the three women sitting in the living room, talking quietly. They all looked up at him when he entered, each with a quiet smile on her lips. When he looked at the coffee table there was his collection of big bust magazines.
"What's going on here?", he asked as he sat in a chair.
"Billy, we have to do something about your behavior, and we have decided what needs to be done. You can agree to live by our decision, or you can leave this house. Those are your choices", Nina's mother Betty replied.
Billy looked at Nina for support. There was a non- committal look on her face. He felt a little weak and unsure of himself. "What are the conditions", he asked.
Nina responded. "Since you seem to have an obsession with large breasts, as your behavior and these magazines attest, we have decided to teach you what it means to be a big-busted woman". Billy had a blank expression on his face as she continued. "What this means is you are going to have breasts, big breasts, and maybe that will help you understand what we have to go through".
"But I'm a man, I don't have breasts".
"That will be taken care of. Come upstairs with me. Unless, that is, you want to move out of this house tonight".
Billy followed Nina upstairs to their small bedroom. Following her directions, he removed his jersey and blue jeans and sat on the bed, which had a plastic sheet over it. Nina proceeded to smear his bare chest, arms, underarms and legs with a sweet-smelling cream. After waiting 20 minutes, during which she wouldn't say a word to him, he headed for the shower.
Once the hot water hit his body, the cream was rinsed off, along with the hair underneath it. He didn't have that much body hair to begin with, but still the change in the way his body looked was astonishing. He washed and conditioned his hair, as instructed.
All the time he was showering, he was wondering what he was going to do about this situation. He figured, being out of work, he really didn't have anyplace to go and would just try to ride this thing out, and make the best of it.
He stepped out of the shower and toweled himself off. With no body hair, he really looked different. He hadn't gotten a hair cut since he was out of work. Nina liked it long, so he let it grow. Now with his hair a mess and hanging half in front of his face, he thought he looked sort of feminine. He shook off those thoughts and returned to the bedroom.
Again Nina directed him to the bed. She had him lie back while she went to the dresser and returned with a large box. "What's that", Billy asked? "These are your new friends" Nina replied as she pulled two pink, rubbery- looking objects from the box. They were extremely realistic looking false breasts. "My mother got them from a medical supplies saleswoman. They're brand new and not out on the market yet, so you'll be one of the lucky first to get them. They're a real advance over anything that's out there today. They should work very well for our purposes".
At that, she opened a tube and smeared a liquid on the back of each breast. "This is a surgical glue that will hold the breasts in place, even without a bra. You will need to remove them once a day, and bathe your chest in order to prevent any damage to the skin".
"Look, just put them on, will you. I can take whatever you three try to put me through" he shot back.
Billy watched in fascination as she attached the breasts to his formerly flat chest. He had to stay motionless for a minute while the glue set up. Nina then used a foundation make-up to disguise the seam where silicone met flesh. She went back to the dresser again.
Billy placed a hand under each breast and lifted them. God, they were heavy. "What size are they?" he asked. "36DDD", was the reply. "We had a hard time finding the size, but we wanted you to have the biggest boobs in the house. And now you do" she continued with a smile.
Nina returned and hooked the bra in back and adjusted the shoulder straps. Unlike Nina's bras, which were made for support, this bra had seamless cups and stretch straps which allowed a lot of movement, especially with the enormous jugs he now had. Nina shook his shoulders, and he stared in fascination as his chest wobbled back and forth.
Billy was in a trance. He just sat staring down at his cleavage, which seemed a mile long. He couldn't even see his feet. The breasts had large, dark aureolae which could easily be seen through the sheer bra. The nipples were long and thick, and stuck out prominently through the cups. Nina helped him step into a pair of panties that matched the bra. "You'll be expected to wear proper underwear at all times, unless you are given permission to go braless."
Billy sat down again as Nina pulled the pantyhose up over his legs. They were sheer to the waist, and hugged his freshly-shaven legs. He just couldn't take his eyes off the valley in between the huge breasts. Nina pulled a pink leotard out of his dresser and had him step into it. When he had his legs in and the leotard pulled up to his waist, she helped him slip his armss into the long sleeves and pulled it up over his shoulders. It took some effort to get it over his bosom. There was some pulling and tugging, which in turn caused a lot of movement in his chest. Still he stared. The leotard had a scooped-out neck, and the tops of the breasts were exposed almost down to the nipple. Next she had him step into a pair of black, high-heeled pumps. Then she got a light-brown wrap skirt out of the closet and fixed it around his waist. It was slightly past his knees and open on the side and revealed a lot of thigh when he walked. Nina sat him down on the bed again, got out her blow dryer and curling iron and started on his hair. She parted it on the side, curled it under on the bottom, sprayed it in place and secured one side back with a shiny barrette. Then she led him to a full-length mirror.
Billy was a little shaky on the heels, and the shoes caused a lot of bouncing and jiggling. Nina interrupted his thoughts, "Look, Billy".
He couldn't believe what he saw in the mirror. His hair fluffy, and combed in a girls' style. The stretchy pink top stretched so far, the snow-white bra and straps were clearly visible underneath. His waist looked narrower, his hips wider in the flowing skirt.
"OK, Billie, let's go downstairs and show everybody your big, bouncy boobs."
Nina quickly descended the stairs and waited with her mother and sister in the living room.
Billy started down the stairs gingerly. Not only were the heels unfamiliar, he couldn't see his feet or legs! What he could see was the tops of his breasts threatening to bounce out of the leotard as each heel landed on a step. He found that turning his body sideways allowed him a view of the stairs. He also, to his humiliation, saw Debbie standing near the foot of the stairs with a video camera.
His face flushing, he stumbled partway down the staircase, and came down the last several steps a lot quicker than he had planned. His bosom bounced around so much as he hit the floor that both breasts popped out of the skimpy bra cups and nearly out of the low-cut leotard. All of this, Debbie dutifully captured on videotape.
Nina helped him get everything adjusted again as the other two women admired his figure. After getting straightened out, he joined Nina on the couch.
"Billy", Nina's mother began, "we have grown tired of your behavior. I talked with a woman I know at the hospital who's a psychiatrist. She suggested you try to overcome your obsession by experiencing what it's like to be a big- busted woman. Now, if you want to stay in this house, you will do what we say. And, if you make the required effort, we think the experience of seeing what the life of a woman is like will help you become a better person. The reason we got you such big breasts was so we could be sure you would be noticed."
"Jesus", Billy thought to himself, there's no way I can hide these. He decided that diplomacy might be the best way to get out of this. "OK, if that's the way it has to be, I'll do what you say".
"Good", she continued. "Now, we've given you all that you'll need as far as your figure goes, and you'll find a new wardrobe in your room. All you have to do now is go to the beauty parlor tomorrow. We've made an appointment for you. It'll be closed, but my friend Sue is the owner and she will personally take care of you. Any questions?".
Later that night:
Billie sat at the kitchen table for supper. He had a hard time getting close enough to his plate. Nina, noticing his difficulty, said "Rest your breasts on the table, honey". He lifted his breasts and edged up to the table, then dropped his huge bosom. It bounced heavily, much to Billie's embarassment.
Later, during the meal, Billie was trying to get some ketchup onto his hamburger. While shaking the bottle, his bosom started swinging heavily back and forth. The women all stared in fascination. He shook the bottle so hard that his right breast swung and knocked his glass of milk to the floor. His eyes burning with tears, he got up quickly from the table, sending his chair to the floor, and ran to his room, his bust bouncing wildly. Nina, her mother and sister sat at the table, giggling.
A half-hour later, Nina quietly entered their bedroom. Billy was sitting at her vanity, staring at his image in the mirror. She walked up behind him and stroked his hair. "Cheer up, honey. You're just learning the things that we women have to go through every day. It's not easy managing breasts the size of ours. Maybe you will come to view women as more than just their body parts. Come on, lets go to bed. You've got to be at the beauty parlor early tomorrow."
End of Part 1.
This is all I have of this story. Karen